Mo Ye shook his head.

He suddenly felt powerless.

Song Ziyu was killed under his nose. It had been two days since he had passed, but he had not even found out who the murderer was!

"But eight or nine out of ten are related to southern Xinjiang."

Mo Ye whispered calmly, "It is even very likely that Lan Wangtian personally took action!"

Otherwise, who else in the world has the ability to kill Song Ziyu under his nose?!

If it were the past, Lan Wangtian would not be able to do anything to Song Ziyu.

But some time ago, Yun Wanning just pulled Song Ziyu back from the Ghost Gate!

This period of time was the weakest time for him!

As long as he has gone through this difficult time, he will be cured.

Unexpectedly, Lan Wangtian would seize this opportunity and attack Song Ziyu!

It happened to be chosen again on the Wanbao Festival... On the Wanbao Festival, Yun Wanning and Mo Ye were busy, and no one expected that anyone would dare to come to the capital to murder Song Ziyu!

Because of this, someone took advantage of the loophole!

Mo Ye's cheeks were tense, and the anger in his heart could burst out at any time!

"I have sent someone to investigate Mo Huifeng, I believe there will be news soon!"

Yun Wanning closed her eyes tiredly.

She fell asleep for two days.

During these two days, she had nightmares.

The longest dream I have ever had is the scene with Fu Qingxin from childhood to adulthood.

Although she was asleep, she was very clear-headed and knew that Song Ziyu was no longer alive.

People cannot be resurrected when they die.

Since even the dragon scale can't save Song Ziyu, as Mr. Xuanshan said, I'm afraid this is his life... Since that's the case, the only thing they can do now is to avenge Song Ziyu!

Whoever harmed him would make him live and die!

A ruthlessness flashed in Yun Wanning's eyes.

"No matter who it is, I will ask him to pay Ziyu's life!"

"Um."

Mo Ye nodded slightly.

Seeing Yuanbao crying loudly, a new idea suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Ning'er."

Mo Ye said excitedly, "Since Mr. Xuanshan said that Ziyu cannot be buried. Can we store him... in your space?!"

Mo Ye now knows Yun Wanning’s universal space very well.

Although he was also very curious.

Why can a small jade bracelet accommodate all things in the world...

But since it can accommodate all things in the world, Song Ziyu must be put in, right?!

After hearing his words, Yun Wanning's face changed slightly, "Yes!"

Brother Space once said that it cannot accommodate living things.

But now, Song Ziyu is dead!

Before she could ask the Space Brother for advice, the master had already created an ice coffin.

Yun Wanning immediately understood what this means!

Brother Space is saying that he can store Song Ziyu in the space!

Thanks to this good idea proposed by Mo Ye!

Yun Wanning was also surprised and happy.

There are many things in this world that they don’t know yet. Instead of throwing Song Ziyu alone in the dark and cold cave, the corpse would be gnawed by insects and only a skeleton was left.

She simply stored Song Ziyu in the space, and said that she would not be able to find any magical medicine to resurrect the dead!

In this way...

Didn’t Song Ziyu come back from the dead?!

Besides, putting him in the space will keep his body from rotting forever.

In this way, he seemed to be asleep and was still with them!

Yun Wanning couldn't help crying with joy and immediately planned to go to Yunwu Mountain to bring Song Ziyu back.

Seeing her crying and laughing, Mo Ye knew that his proposal was useful.

He also breathed a sigh of relief, "You are resting in the mansion. I will make an appointment with Chang to go to Yunwu Mountain in person and bring Ziyu back."

Yun Wanning's mood is not very stable at the moment, and Mo Ye doesn't want her to go out to avoid any stimulation...

"Father, I'm going too!"

Yuanbao said aggrievedly, "I miss Uncle Song so much! I want to pick up Uncle Song too!"

"good."

Mo Ye and the other two have been to Yunwu Mountain for the first time.

Yun Wanning was afraid that they would get lost, so she repeatedly asked her to go with her.

It was already dusk when I finally arrived at Yunwu Mountain.

Mr. Xuanshan sat alone at the entrance of the cave, holding a wine jar in his arms, his eyes crying red and swollen. From a distance, he could hear him crying like a child.

"Stinky fish! I promised to support my teacher! Why are you ahead of me?"

Mr. Xuanshan thought that he was the only one in Yunwu Mountain, so he had no scruples.

Mo Youyou and Wei Ziyan have returned to Changle Palace.

That day, there were many people in the Song Mansion, and Mr. Xuanshan was not easy to say something, nor did he cry in front of his younger generations.

After returning to Yunwu Mountain, he cried with Song Ziyu in this cave for two days.

Mr. Xuanshan's voice was hoarse and could not hear the previous voice.

"If you give me a white-haired man, how can I live in the future! No one will drink wine for my teacher, and no one will talk to you... You little unscrupulous, how can you bear to be your teacher? Ning Yatou and the others!"

"Tell me, why are you so unpromising? After all, I am my disciple of Xuanshan, why are you killed so easily?"

"But don't worry, as long as there is a proficient teacher, he will definitely kill the murderer with his own hands to avenge you!"

"Wuwuwu, my master, can't let you die in vain... Don't worry, I will set off for southern Xinjiang now. I will kill that Lan or the sky with my own hands!"

Mr. Xuanshan held the wine jar and put his forehead on it, crying loudly, "He dared to kill my precious disciple of Xuanshan, he doesn't know what it means to be ungrateful!"

"Wuwuwu, my teacher misses you! Fish!"

Hearing Mr. Xuanshan's crying, Yun Wanning and others couldn't help but stop and stood there.

How much pain did Mr. Xuanshan feel in his heart? How could they not know?

They all regard Song Ziyu as their family and as their closest relatives.

They also empathize with how uncomfortable it is to lose a close relative!

"I'm going to avenge you now! Fish, wait, see the sky in the underworld, remember to beat him hard!"

As he said that, Mr. Xuanshan stood up in the wine jar and walked towards them shakingly.

Mr. Xuanshan once loved wine and had almost never been drunk.

But today...

Just looking at the mountains of wine jar at the entrance of the cave, Yun Wanning knew that he had been drinking for two days!

I don’t know how he carried these wines up the mountain.

However, drunkenness drowns sorrow even more sorrowful...

Mr. Xuanshan is now a mortal. Not only can he relieve his worries after drinking alcohol, but he is afraid that he will ruin his body when he is old!

Seeing Mr. Xuanshan stepping on the air and almost fell to the ground, Yuanbao rushed up to support him, "Grandpa Xuanshan, are you okay? You are drunk!"

"Is it my little fish back?"

Seeing Yuanbao rushing out, Mr. Xuanshan held his face and smiled.

Then, he burped loudly at his little face!

"Hiber! Why have you become a child? He looks so beautiful!"

Mr. Xuanshan threw away the wine jar and began to move Yuanbao's face.

Seeing this, Yun Wanning bit his lip and turned his head.

Mr. Xuanshan said that when he picked up Song Ziyu, he was only at this age... When he saw Yuanbao at the most sad time, it was no wonder that Mr. Xuanshan would admit his mistake!

Yuanbao was almost vomited by the strong alcohol around Mr. Xuanshan!

He struggled to break free from the "devil's claws", took him back a few steps, and then shouted loudly, "Grandpa Xuanshan, I am Yuanbao!"

I am not Uncle Song! My father and my mother and master will take Uncle Song back!"

Seeing his little boy put his hands on his hips, he recalled his words "I am Yuanbao"!
Chapter completed!