YM778.TV Chapter 993
"Princess?" Ah Jin, who is in the mourning hall, is red in his eyes and stares at the Mo Jing Li and Lei Zhenting. Looking at Mo Jingli\'s eyes is full of ferocity. I believe that if it hadn\'t been for Mo xiuyao\'s funeral hall, he would have jumped on it. Mo Jingli, who knew what he had done to Mo xiuyao in his heart, was a little guilty and could not help but step back. But soon he was happy again. No matter what he did, Mo xiuyao died. After fighting for so many years, he finally won. And Mo Jing Li gives a contemptuous glance at ah Jin. With this little fool who followed Mo xiuyao since childhood, it is so easy to kill him.
Ye Li said faintly: "the king of Chu and the king of the south of town want to see the king."
A Jin one Leng, fierce stare Mo Jing Li way: "can\'t! The Lord has been buried. How can I open it again! And And he... " A Jin wants to say that he is the murderer who killed the Lord. How can he disturb the king\'s sleep.
Lei Zhenting understood ah Jin\'s idea, went forward and said with a smile: "I, Wang and others really want to send Ding Wang a journey. It\'s better for me to have a look at him from below, so as not to disturb his peace. What does the princess think? " Ye Li Ning eyebrow, the look on the face is obviously some displeasure, but has no objection. Mo Jingli did not object. Although it was a pity that he could not see his body with his own eyes, the most important thing now is to confirm his life and death. He believed that Lei Zhenting had no reason to cheat him in this matter.
Ye Li gently patted a Jin on the shoulder and said in a soft voice, "let them meet the Lord, and they won\'t disturb you again." A Jin looks at Ye Li. After Mo xiuyao\'s death, besides his uncle, Ye Li has been a Jin\'s most trusted person, and even his fiancee Qingshuang, who has been ordered by him, still ranks behind. After listening to Ye Li\'s words, a Jin glared at Mo Jingli fiercely, walked over and carefully pushed the coffin cover on the coffin. Because it needs to be sent back to Licheng before burial, so the coffin has not yet been nailed on the coffin cover. Ah Jin just pushed it away with a gentle push.
Mo Jing Li and Zhen Nan Wang didn\'t mind ah Jin\'s rudeness at all, because all their thoughts fell on the open coffin. Thunder Zhenting stepped forward and smelled a strong aroma. This is a kind of perfume used by princes and nobles in order to preserve the body from decay. Generally, only the nobles above the prince can use it. There is also a mixture of this Phoebe fragrance, so that thunder can not help but wrinkle slightly.
In the coffin, a white haired man in a white embroidered silver dragon cloud pattern robe is lying quietly. Although the weather is still cold, the coffin contains antiseptic spices, and the coffin itself is placed on a huge piece of ice. So the body did not change, if not with a trace of different from the living white, can even be called lifelike.
Thunder Zhenting\'s sharp eyes saw the man\'s right hand on the side of the outside of the wrist and a scar extending from inside. Although it has been carefully handled, it is still clearly visible. After thinking about the news from Mo Jingli Lei Zhenting fixed staring at the man\'s beautiful face and frowned. Finally, he raised his hand and went into the coffin.
"Zhennan, what are you doing?" Ye Li, who is standing on one side, sees his action and asks with some displeasure.
Lei Zhenting said with a faint smile: "this king saw that the sleeves of King Ding Wang were not neat. This king was rude." Thunder Zhenting leisurely pulled the white sleeve, turned to leaf glass apologetically smile.
Ye Li drooped his eyes, "what else can Zhennan Wang and Chu Huang do If it\'s ok... "
Thunder Zhenting said with a smile: "princess, please go ahead. I will not disturb the king\'s rest."
"Thank you, Jin. Close it." Ye Li whispered to a Jin. A Jin angrily snorted to thunder Zhenting and went to close the coffin again.
From the spirit hall, Mo Jingli and Lei Zhenting were invited to a side courtyard in the general\'s house to rest. Feihongguan was not Licheng, and it was not the time for Mo xiuyao to hold a formal funeral, so no one came. Although the general\'s office is not big, it is still convenient to live in Lei Zhenting and Mo Jingli.
"King of Chu, why don\'t you have a cup of tea?" Lei Zhenting said. Although they only came here for a memorial ceremony, but now it\'s getting late, they have to stay at feihongguan for one night, and then set out to leave.
Naturally, Mo Jingli agreed. He also had many questions to ask Lei Zhenting.
Two people went to the courtyard of thunder Zhenting, waved back the girl who gave tea. Lei Zhenting just said with a smile: "congratulations to the emperor of Chu." Mo Jing Li was stunned. He quickly reflected what Lei Zhenting meant, "the coffin lies Is it really Mo xiuyao
Lei Zhenting said: "there is too much blood loss, but there is no obvious scar outside. It should have hurt my heart. There is a scar on the wrist of the right hand and a fine cocoon on the palm. It was caused by practicing sword for a long time. In addition He was a master before his death. His face was not easy to look, and his hair was not dyed. If there is another as like as two peas in the world, who is more skilled in martial arts than in sword practice, then the... Mo xiuyao is not dead. "After a while, Mo Jingli whispered: "Mo Xiu Yao Really, dead... "
"Yes." Lei Zhenting sighed softly: "Mo xiuyao is really dead." Such a stunning figure, so dead. Thunder Zhenting\'s eyes suddenly had a little more bewilderment and melancholy. Mo Jing Li was not in the mood to pay attention to Lei Zhenting\'s idea. After listening to Lei Zhenting\'s words, he couldn\'t help laughing aloud, "it\'s so good! Mo xiuyao Mo xiuyao! You died in front of me after all! Ha ha... "
Looking at Mo Jing Li\'s ecstatic appearance, thunder Zhenting flashed a trace of disdain and anger. He also hoped that Mo xiuyao would die because he was the enemy. However, it is an honor to be regarded as an enemy by such people as Mo xiuyao. It is a shame to be regarded as an enemy by people like Mo Jingli. He Lei Zhenting identified with the opponent has never been Mo Jingli, a clown.
When Mo Jing Li laughs enough, it seems that he finally realizes the displeasure of thunder. Mo Jing Li raised his eyebrows and said, "is the king of Zhennan unhappy when Mo xiuyao is dead?" Lei Zhenting pulled the corner of his lips and showed a sneering smile, "naturally, it can\'t compare with the jubilation of the emperor of Chu."
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