Chapter 1281： why!

After that, Zhang Yizhong left in a hurry.

Tan Yun could see from his figure and behavior that what he said must be a big deal!

At this moment, Xuanyuan Haokong's kindness appeared in Tan Yun's mind, and his eyes showed a deep sadness, "General, are you really dead?"

Then Tan Yun hurried to Changfeng Hall, and saw Xuanyuan Changfeng who lost his arm, lying quietly on the couch and fell into a coma.

"Changfeng, wake up... wake up!" Xuanyuan Ling'er burst into tears: "Wake up quickly and tell me, my father must not be dead, right!"

"Second miss, don't worry, let me see Brother Changfeng's injury." Tan Yun stepped forward to comfort him and began to check Xuanyuan Changfeng's injury.

When Tan Yun was checking, Xuanyuan Linger, who was beside him, was crying.

Xuanyuan Haokong's death, for her, is no less than five thunders!

She had just left the customs, she wanted to promote herself, and told her father about the disappearance of the tenth-level refining fairyland, but she never wanted to hear the news of her father's death.

After checking, Tan Yun found that Xuanyuan Changfeng was seriously injured and needed to rest before he could wake up.

So, Tan Yun immediately sacrificed the best time and space immortal holy pagoda, and then put Xuanyuan Changfeng on the second floor.

One day in the outside world, ten years in the tower, in just a moment, Xuanyuan Changfeng's injury recovered, but he lost an arm, and his whole person has been dumbfounded.

Later, Tan Yun took him out of the Immortal Saint Pagoda.

At the same time, at the top of Xuanyuan Sacred Mountain, Zhang Yizhong had entered the hall on the thirty-sixth floor, facing the girl in the green skirt, with a panic-stricken expression: "The city lord is in trouble!"

The girl in the green dress is the current City Lord of Xuanyuan Xiancheng: Xuanyuan Rou!

"Housekeeper, why are you so panicked?" Xuanyuanrou asked, frowning slightly.

Zhang Yizhong said in grief, "Reporting to the city lord, 12 years ago, the eldest master, General Zhuge and General Sima led the three armies to fight against the enemies of the abandoned city, and General Zhuge and Sima were about to defect."

"Then they killed the eldest..."

Xuanyuan Rou stood up suddenly, with a look of disbelief and sadness on her stunning face, "How could this happen?"

"I once suspected that Sima Yongzheng was suspected of collaborating with the enemy, but I really didn't expect that he would betray!"

"My uncle...he..." Xuanyuanrou's beautiful eyes were filled with tears, and she choked up: "Is he really gone?"

"I don't believe it... I don't believe it, I have to ask Chang Feng myself!"

Afterwards, Xuanyuan Rou flew out of the main hall in a volley, like a Jade Girl from the Nine Heavens, from the top of Xuanyuan Sacred Mountain, quickly fell into the city lord's mansion, and Li Ying flickered into the Changfeng Hall.

"Changfeng, you talk! My father is not dead, right!" Xuanyuan Linger, shaking Xuanyuan Changfeng, cried.

Apart from crying, Xuanyuan Changfeng still looked like a wooden chicken.

"Changfeng!" Xuanyuan Rou stared at her with tears in her eyes, and Xuanyuan Changfeng, who was still in a daze, urged, "Speak up! Uncle is not dead, right?"

While Xuanyuan Rou was crying, she looked sideways at Tan Yun and said coldly, "Who are you, go out to this city lord!"

Tan Yun stared at Xuanyuanrou's tearful sapphire pupils, and was shocked, "Blue pupils of the spirit race? Could it be that she is..."

"What are you still doing? I'll let you out!" Xuanyuanrou said sharply.

"The last commander, Tan Yun, retire." Tan Yun wrinkled, and when he was about to leave, Xuanyuan Changfeng, who had been silent, finally spoke, "Brother Tan, don't go, Uncle has something to say, let me pass it on to you."

Hearing this, Tan Yun sighed and nodded.

Xuanyuan Changfeng slowly turned his head, looked at Xuanyuan Rou, and suddenly the seven-footed man burst into tears, "Eldest sister, Uncle is really dead... ah!!"

It can be said that Xuanyuan Changfeng's death was no better than Xuanyuan Ling'er!

His father died early, Xuanyuan Haokong took care of Xuanyuan Changfeng's flesh and blood, plus Xuanyuan Changfeng followed, Xuanyuan Haokong has been on the battlefield, their love is self-evident.

Xuanyuan Rou bit her lower lip with her teeth, she closed her eyes, tears dripped down, and she said nothing.

"Third brother, you lied to me, right?" Xuanyuan Ling'er burst into tears, "My father, he is so brave and good at fighting, how could he die... how could it be... woo..."

Xuanyuan Linger cried and fell to the ground, her eyes interpreting what it meant to be grief-stricken!

Xuanyuan Changfeng leaned over, lifted Xuanyuan Linger with his left hand, put her in his arms, and cried out, "Before the uncle died, before he fell into the Lost Canyon, he asked me to tell you, so that you don't feel sad."

"Uncle said that you are his favorite daughter, so you must live happily."

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Linger hugged Xuanyuan Changfeng tightly, "Third brother, I'm really sad, so sad..."

"Third brother knows how you feel, second sister, but people cannot be resurrected from the dead..." Xuanyuan Changfeng was so sad that he couldn't continue.

At this time, Xuanyuan Rou slowly opened her tears and stared at Xuanyuan Changfeng, "Third brother, tell me the cause and effect of the whole thing."

"Yeah." Xuanyuan Changfeng said sadly, "When the three armies of Xuanyuan, Sima, and Zhuge arrived outside the Lost Canyon, Sima Yongzheng and his uncle's seven immortal generals, 70% of their troops, lurked together in the Lost Canyon."

"Zhuge Xiong, led an army of tens of thousands of Zhuge, and set up an ambush in the west of the Lost Canyon."

"And the uncle led me, two other immortal generals, and three million soldiers to lead the 18 million enemy troops from the abandoned city into the lost immortal lake outside the lost canyon."

"Just when my uncle and I thought that when the three armies were dispatched to annihilate the enemy, Sima Yongzheng and Zhuge Xiong turned their backs and would slaughter the seven million Xuanyuan army lurking at the entrance of the Lost Canyon!"

"Uncle led our three million soldiers to fight with blood, and made a **** road."

"Uncle could have escaped originally, but in order to protect me and let me live, he was killed by Sima Yongzheng, Zhuge Xiong, and the deputy city lord of Abandoned City, and his body fell into the Lost Canyon."

After saying this, Xuanyuan Changfeng looked at Xuanyuan Rou who was crying, and choked: "Sister, Zhuge Xiong betrayed Xuanyuan Xiancheng, but Sima Yongzheng is also the founder of Xuanyuan Xiancheng!"

"How could he betray Xuanyuan Xiancheng... How could he do this!"

"He abandoned the outer city of Xuanyuan Xiancheng, and he brought more than 400 million immortals, but he was willing to become the lackeys of the superior immortals with those **** in the abandoned city!"

"Why is this...why!"

"Pfft!" Xuanyuan Changfeng spat out a mouthful of blood in anger.

"Third brother, don't be too sad." Xuanyuan Rou clenched her fists tightly, and her sapphire-like pupils burst out with endless killing intent, "Uncle, don't worry, Rouer will one day be able to use her own hands. Avenged for you!"

At this time, Zhang Yizhong respectfully entered the room, he bowed to Xuanyuan Rou, and said angrily: "City Lord, there are still some bad things, this old slave wants to tell you."

"Say!"

"City Lord..." Zhang Yizhong said with a bit of a scalp: "An hour ago, news came from the barracks that after the nine generals learned that Sima Yongzheng and Zhuge Xiong had left, they took 90 million immortal soldiers and fled Xuanyuan Xiancheng. "

"Now in Xuanyuan Xiancheng, there are only 1.2 million immortal soldiers who escaped with the third young master."

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Rou gritted his teeth and said, "Is this true?" "It's absolutely true!" Zhang Yizhong said again: "The people from the Alchemy Guild, the Item Refining Guild, the Talisman Guild, and the Item Refining Guild also ran away!"