Iron Cross Fire

What? You caught a woman and want to give her to me?

Yue Feng was stunned. He was curious and asked, "Brother Wen, who did you catch?"

Wen Chouchou exhaled, "Brother, don't ask so many questions. You will know when you arrive at the headquarters. Come quickly. I will wait for you on Changsheng Island."

He hung up the phone as soon as he finished speaking.

Yue Feng scratched his head and looked at Sun Dasheng. After the two of them prepared, they set off for Changsheng Island.

....

The next day at noon.

The weather was good today. The East China Sea was calm.

In the sea not far away, fishing boats were working hard there, and they were thriving.

A week ago, Tianmen conquered the evil force of Shahaitang. These fishermen were very grateful, so each fishing boat had a flag of Tiandao Jiujie!

At this time, on this prosperous sea, a large ship with a red sail was particularly conspicuous. This large sailboat was much larger than the surrounding fishing boats.

At this time, on the deck of the sailboat, two people stood side by side, they were Yue Feng and Sun Dasheng.

Facing the endless beautiful sea view in front of them, neither of them had the heart to watch, and their expressions were very solemn and heavy. Behind the two of them, there was a fine coffin.

This coffin was made by Sun Dasheng yesterday, and the person lying in it was the deceased Changsheng Hall Master, Lu Changqing.

Changsheng Island is thousands of miles away from Donghai City. The journey is too far, so this coffin must be made.

God still gave face, and there were no strong winds and waves along the way. After a day and two nights of sailing, from a distance, you can see a magnificent island in the middle of the sea.

It is Changsheng Island!

The big ship slowly approached the shore, and Yue Feng clearly saw that there were hundreds of people standing side by side on the coast. These people were dressed in uniform, and they were all disciples of Changsheng Hall. The leader was in his twenties, with a braid on his head, which was very eye-catching.

Yue Feng and Sun Dasheng hurriedly got off the boat, and the man with the braid hurried to meet them.

"Excuse me, are you the Hall Master Yue Feng and Sun Dasheng?" the pigtailed man asked respectfully.

Yue Feng nodded and said, "Yes, that's right."

It's not easy to come to the Changsheng Hall. It's really too far.

The pigtailed man bowed and said, "The military advisor, the four Dharma Kings, and the elders have been waiting for a long time at the 'Guanhaitai'. Please follow me." After saying that, he took the lead and walked forward.

Yue Feng and Sun Dasheng looked at each other and followed behind him.

At the same time, more than a dozen disciples of the Changsheng Hall carefully lifted the coffin and followed.

I have to say that the environment of Changsheng Island is really beautiful.

There is a coconut beach by the sea, and several mountains on the island are lush and green, where many seabirds and other rare birds live, giving people the feeling that they have arrived in a paradise.

After walking for about fifteen minutes, Yue Feng and Sun Dasheng arrived at the 'Guanhaitai'.

Guanhaitai is a huge high platform. It is as big as three or four football fields. Standing on the sea-viewing platform, you can see the sea area hundreds of miles away. If there is an enemy invasion, it will be discovered at the first time.

At this time, there are thousands of people standing neatly on the sea-viewing platform. They are all disciples of the Hall of Eternal Life!

In front of these thousands of disciples, there is a high platform. On the high platform is a dragon chair, and a person is sitting on it.

It is Wen Chouchou.

At this time, Wen Chouchou is wearing a white gown, holding a feather fan, and exudes a refined atmosphere.

On both sides of him, there are four Dharma Kings: Golden Lion Dharma King, Silver Wolf Dharma King. Red Snake Dharma King and White Horse Dharma King.

It is worth mentioning that the Red Snake Dharma King and the White Horse Dharma King are a couple.

Yue Feng saw the Golden Lion Dharma King Yu Zongtian at first sight. Behind Yu Zongtian, there are two graceful figures standing quietly.

It is Yu Mo and Nalan Xinran.

Seeing this scene, Yue Feng was very surprised. Needless to say, Yu Mo is the granddaughter of Yu Zongtian, but Nalan Xinran...

It turns out that she is also from the Changsheng Palace.

Today, Yu Mo and Nalan Xinran are both wearing plain long skirts, beautiful and graceful, giving people the feeling of being full of fairy spirit.

At this time, everyone's eyes are focused on Yue Feng and Sun Dasheng.

Boom!

At this moment, the dozen or so disciples of the Changsheng Palace slowly put down the coffin and quietly stepped aside.

At this moment, the entire Guanhai Terrace was silent. Just before, everyone had heard that the Palace Master had passed away.

Wen Chouchou, who was sitting in the center, stood up all of a sudden, looked at Yue Feng, and spoke with a choked voice: "Brother, in the coffin..."

Yue Feng sighed: "Brother Wen, the body inside is the body of Palace Master Lu."

Wen Chouchou shook his body, then walked over quickly, and when he came to the coffin, his hands trembled. Slowly opened the coffin lid.

In the coffin, Lu Changqing lay quietly, his body covered with wounds, his eyes closed. The wounds on his body looked shocking.

Plop!

At this moment, Wen Chouchou completely collapsed, knelt on the ground, and burst into tears: "Palace Master..."

Crying heartbroken!

In the Changsheng Palace, Wen Chouchou and Palace Master Lu have the best relationship! Over the years, Lu Changqing treated Wen Chouchou like his own brother. Now seeing his tragic death, Wen Chouchou really can't accept it!

Wen Chouchou's crying cut through the sky, and the atmosphere of the entire Guanhaitai was extremely sad and depressing.

Crash!

At this moment, the four Dharma Kings and the various hall masters instantly knelt down and cried bitterly!

"Palace Master..."

The voice of grief and indignation resounded throughout the Changsheng Island.

The crying was really depressing. After an unknown amount of time, a woman slowly walked out of the crowd and helped Wen Chouchou up: "Husband, stop crying..."

This woman was Wen Chouchou's wife, Wen Wan.

As her name suggests, she was really very gentle. She was not beautiful, but she had kind eyes and was very gentle. Seeing Wen Chouchou crying like this, Wen Wan's heart was broken, and she hugged Wen Chouchou.

It was not until this time that Sun Dasheng stepped forward and handed the token left by Lu Changqing and the blood letter to Wen Chouchou: "Brother Wen, the Palace Master has repeatedly told you to hand these two things to you." ŴŴŴ.

Wen Chouchou nodded silently, took them with both hands, wiped his tears, and turned back to the stage.

Then Wen Chouchou opened the blood letter and read it softly: "I, Lu Changqing, the 27th generation master of the Changsheng Palace, was besieged by the six major sects today. I know that I will not live long, so I wrote down my last wishes."

Because he was too sad, Wen Chouchou's voice was not loud.

But at this time, the whole place was silent, and everyone heard it clearly. Everyone's eyes were focused on Wen Chouchou, listening to him read the master's last words.

Wen Chouchou let out a long sigh and continued to read: "After my death, Lu Changqing, the military advisor Wen Chouchou will take over the position of the hall master. The four Dharma Kings and the 180,000 disciples of the Changsheng Hall must obey Wen Chouchou's orders and must not disobey!"

When he read this, Wen Chouchou's eyes turned red again. He suppressed his grief and continued to read: "There is one last thing. All disciples of the Changsheng Hall must obey orders! As everyone knows, the Diyuan Continent and the Tianqi Continent may meet at war one day. All disciples of the Changsheng Hall must not be traitors and must not surrender to the Tianqi Continent! If you disobey, I, Lu Changqing, will die with my eyes open!"

Reading this, Wen Chouchou could not bear it anymore and shed tears again, choking and saying: "Lu Changqing's last words..."

Plop

After the words fell, Wen Chouchou knelt down again and shouted with tears in his eyes: "Palace Master, don't worry. As long as I, Wen Chouchou, am here, I will never let the disciples of the Changsheng Palace become running dogs of the Tianqi Continent! I, Wen Chouchou, swear to the heavens that I will lead the Changsheng Palace well!"

The words were loud and full of passion!

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