He walked hard and slowly walked towards the highest place in the square. As he walked along the way, his steps were heavy and his tears fell down. Although Miao Jianyuan and Yan Wucheng, who were following Chen Qixun, were also in pain on their faces, they were much worse than Chen Qixun.

Chen Qixun's tears rolled in his eyes and dripped onto the ground. With every step he took, the pain on his face became a little worse.

Yan Wucheng and Miao Jianyuan couldn't help but look at each other. If they remember correctly, Chen Qi would not have had this painful expression when he died in search of his biological father.

Chen Qixun came to the top, clenched his fists, looked at the many disciples of Cangjian Sect below, and shouted loudly: "I can't say anything from Zhongcangjian Sect disciples."

As he said that, he wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes: "Elder Miao, it's better for you to announce this."

Miao Jianyuan couldn't help but curse Chen Qixun. It would be a pity that this old bastard wouldn't be an actor.

He also tried hard to squeeze out two tears, but found that he really didn't have the ability. Thinking that Rong Yunhe was dead, he didn't laugh at all.

Still crying?

Miao Jianyuan patted Chen Qixun's shoulder with a calm face: "Elder Chen, I am so sorry for the change. It is better for you to announce this matter in person."

The disciples below were confused when they watched the "performance" of Elder Chen and Elder Miao on the stage.

"Everyone!" Chen Qixun roared: "President Rong, he is dead!"

"What!"

The many disciples below changed their faces one by one, and Rong Yunhe was actually dead.

How is that possible? Didn’t Rong Yunhe be fine before? He even took everyone to capture Mo Xianyi, the traitor.

Lin Fan and Rong Qianqian were even more shocked, and they couldn't help but look at each other.

"father……"

Rong Qianqian clenched her fists, and the true tears in her eyes were flowing out.

Lin Fan hurriedly patted her on the shoulder: "Don't be anxious first, this is an unpredictable thing, don't be deceived by this guy with just a few words."

After hearing Lin Fan's words, Rong Qianqian gritted her teeth and nodded slightly, but she felt extremely uneasy.

After all, she and Lin Fan have not been able to contact Rong Yunhe for three days.

Rong Yunhe is not without the possibility of death.

And on the stage.

Chen Qixun hung his chest tightly: "President Rong is a good leader. He has led our Cangjian Sect to suppress the demon clan and made countless contributions. Unfortunately, I am a white-haired man and sent a black-haired man. He is young, but he is dead."

Chen Qixun cried and said, "Master, I am old, let me change the leader of Rong to come back to life. I am an old bone. I am not a pity to die. What a pity to be the leader of Rong!"

"Elder Chen, stop crying. If I continue crying like this, I will cry..." Miao Jianyuan hugged Chen Qixun and couldn't help but curse in his heart, "You old bastard, don't cry anymore. Isn't it embarrassing to laugh when I cry later? It's almost done."

Chen Qixun shook his head desperately: "Let me hit me and die here, follow Master Rong."

After saying that, he was going to find a place to hit him, but the surroundings were empty, but nothing could be hit by him.

He was released. If he didn't really find something, he couldn't say anything. He was going to hit him. He was going to hit him head onto the ground.

But it seems that Miao Jianyuan and Yan Wucheng didn't come to stop him.

He couldn't help but whisper: "Don't you stop me?"

After he said this, Miao Jianyuan and Yan Wuchengcai reacted.

They thought Chen Qixun was going to play the whole show and really collided.

"Elder Chen, you must not!" the two of them persuaded.

"Don't stop me! Let me die!" Chen Qixun yelled.

However, the two of them grabbed Chen Qixun tightly. They didn't use any force in their hands. Chen Qixun looked like he was struggling desperately.

The disciple of Cangjian Sect, who did not know the truth, burst into tears when he looked at Chen Qixun on the stage.

I didn't expect Elder Chen to be so kind.

"Okay, Elder Chen is too excited, let me say it." Miao Jianyuan said calmly: "Three days ago, Master Rong was attacked by a mysterious master. He was seriously injured and fell off a cliff. His corpse was not preserved. After we received the news, we wanted to rescue Master Rong, but unfortunately we were still one step too late."

"In the past three days, we have been trying to search for the whereabouts of Master Rong, hoping that a miracle will happen, but after three days, Master Rong still failed to show up."

Miao Jianyuan shook his head slightly: "It's only now that we have announced the death of President Rong to you."

Lin Fan frowned. Although he didn't know what the situation was now, he could also feel that the situation here was very unfavorable to him and Rong Qianqian.

He wanted to secretly take Rong Qianqian away first.

Unexpectedly, Rong Qianqian rushed up with excitement: "You are talking nonsense!"

Rong Qianqian clenched her fists: "How could my father die!"

Rong Qianqian!

Miao Jianyuan paused in his heart, couldn't help but look at Chen Qixun, and Yan Wucheng looked at each other.

The two of them did not expect Rong Qianqian to appear here.

They sent countless people to find out her whereabouts, but there was no trace of it.

But now, Rong Qianqian is not important anymore.

Rong Yunhe is already dead.

Miao Jianyuan said: "Qianqian, we are also very sad about your father's death, but this is a fact. I hope you will be mourning and following the changes."

Rong Qianqian couldn't help but yell: "Even if my father dies, you must be the ones who killed me! You must be the murderers!"

Lin Fan sighed in the crowd when he saw Rong Qianqian like this, and couldn't help but curse the silly girl.

But he could understand that Rong Yunhe was her father.

He learned about Rong Yunhe's death and did such a thing, he could understand it.

"Qianqian seems to be unable to accept the news of the death of the leader. Her consciousness is already in chaos. When someone comes, take Qianqian away and wait until she calms down," Miao Jianyuan said loudly.

A few Miao disciples walked out of the crowd and walked towards Rong Qianqian.

"Who dares!"

Lin Fan's natal flying sword was squeezed into his hand, and jumped out, blocking Rong Qianqian's face, looking at the Miao disciples.

Lin Fan took a deep breath and said, "Whoever wants to capture Qianqian, step over my body first!"

Before the master left, he told me to protect Rong Qianqian well.

Even if Rong Yunhe is really dead now, Lin Fan must take Rong Qianqian away safely.

"Lin Fan, I didn't expect you to be there too." Miao Jianyuan was a little surprised. He said, "Qianqian looked a little too excited. I just asked my disciple to take her down to rest and calm down. How could I catch her?"

Lin Fan looked coldly: "Even if my master is dead, you will know who can move his hands."

"Now that my master is dead, please let us go."
Chapter completed!