You all might as well go to Sister-in-law Yemeng to beg for mercy, maybe the breeze on your pillow will help more than our words."

Everyone suddenly woke up.

I turned back to look for Ye Meng, only to find that Ye Meng had been surrounded by a group of women.

"Sister-in-law, you must go to my house to play when you get back."

"Sister-in-law, sister-in-law..."

"Sister Ye Meng..."

A group of Yingying Yanyan, and they were all daughters of big families, were talking around Ye Meng, discussing important matters. Others tried to squeeze in, but were kicked out.

"The women are talking, what are you men adding to it?"

All the brothers looked sad.

Can we not know what you are talking about? The question is, after you finish talking, will we still have our share?

One hundred and ninety-eight people walked out together while talking and laughing.

But as soon as I walked out, I was stunned.

Two people were standing outside.

His face was heavy.

Suddenly everyone knelt down together: "See you, ancestor!"

Those who came were none other than Feng Rongrong, the ancestor of the Feng family, and Yu Haoran, the ancestor of the Yu family.

Everyone was shocked. They knew that there must be someone waiting to greet him outside, but they didn't expect that it was such a prominent and super big shot!

Suddenly everyone was shocked: We are not that important, are we? Two top ancestors came to greet us in person?

"Don't even talk."

Feng Congrong said calmly: "We are here to take you back! We will talk about everything after we get back."

The eyes of the two people flashed through the night dreams in the crowd, and they both sighed slightly in their hearts.

A young couple is separated forever. This is a tragedy on earth...

Immediately, the wind calmly expanded the area, and with a sudden sound, one hundred and ninety-eight people were swept in.

Then the two of them soared into the sky and headed straight for the Guardian headquarters.

One hundred and ninety-eight people looked at each other in Feng Rongrong's realm, and they all looked at each other in confusion.

I don't understand what's going on at all?

It was afternoon when we arrived at the Guardian headquarters.

Feng Rongrong and the two men landed directly in the square, releasing one hundred and ninety-eight people.

When everyone came out to take a look, they saw that the entire Guardian headquarters was filled with incense and candles, and white flags were everywhere. It looked like a funeral.

Suddenly, one hundred and ninety-eight people were frightened.

This...who is missing?

Feng Xiangdong and others couldn't help feeling a little cramped in their calves.

Could it be...which ancestor?

Then Yu Haoran and the two stepped forward and led everyone towards the auditorium. The moment they saw the auditorium, there was a sudden scream. Ye Meng's eyes were fixed, her steps were stiff, and she fell down softly, her face turned pale.

Unconscious.

Fang Qingyun and others' eyes suddenly widened in disbelief.

Because, at the entrance of the auditorium, there is a statue.

There is a stone monument next to it.

"Chief Commander Fang Che Qiangu!"

Feng Xiangdong and others suddenly went crazy and rushed forward with all their strength, shouting angrily: "Asshole! What's going on!!"

Feng Congrong sighed sadly and asked two female masters from the Feng family to help Ye Meng up. Then he took out the funeral robe and white cloth. The two female masters from the Feng family dressed up Ye Meng with heavy faces.

Feng Congrong put one hand against Ye Meng's forehead, and the green light flashed in his palm, slowly inputting spiritual energy, calming the soul and righteousness.

I woke up from the night dream and burst into tears.

Everyone already looked solemn, sad and angry.

"What's going on?"

"You'll know when you go in. Master Jiu is waiting for you."

Just as I approached the auditorium, I saw five old men at the door, with shy faces and flowing white hair.

When they saw Ye Meng, who was dressed in plain clothes and had a white cloth on her head, the five of them looked like they wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into, and they bowed deeply and bowed.

Ye Meng was so distracted that he didn't care about anything at all.

She looked straight at the auditorium.

Suddenly he screamed with heartbreak: "Fang Che!"

Suddenly he broke away from the support and stumbled in like crazy.

Everyone rushed in.

Then I saw Fang Che's portrait hanging high in the middle, with incense candles rising like a tide, and on both sides were the couplets of the life and death team written by Dongfang Sansan.

On both sides, there is a huge elegiac couplet.

"The heroic soul has left the mortal world, but the righteousness will remain in the world forever!"

The horizontal comment is: Eternity!

"Fang Che!!!"

Ye Meng let out a shrill scream, and suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body fell softly.

Feng Congrong's calming spirit could not suppress the sudden sadness in her heart.

Dongfang Sansan’s voice: “Send Yemeng to me and let her have a good rest.”

Fang Qingyun's face was red, and his eyes almost bulged out of his sockets. This honest man suddenly lost his composure and rushed forward like crazy. He looked at Fang Che's portrait with red eyes and asked in a hissing voice: "What's going on?
Chapter completed!