Jing Tian lay peacefully on the soft collapse in front of Luo Feng, with a calm and peaceful expression. If he didn't observe carefully, he would think he was just asleep.

Luo Feng couldn't help but feel a sense of déjà, as if this scene seemed familiar, but this time was different from the last time, Tang Xue saw him lying side by side next to Jing Tian.

Jing Xiaolou knelt in front of his parents who had passed away like a mourning exam, beating his chest and stamping his feet, and screaming. He screamed and cried bitterly. He was so sad that he saw him.

Seeing this scene, Luo Feng felt bad. He was a little doubtful if he was brainwashing the leader of the Moon Worshiping Sect, which affected the world line and indirectly killed Jingtian and his wife.

Although it seems that there is nothing unreasonable that the feudal capitalist and the feudal landlord’s elder sister-in-law were revolutionized by the Iron and Charity Career, Luo Feng always feels guilty that “I don’t kill Boren, but Boren dies because of me.”

No matter what, Jing Xiaolou is a bad friend with similar taste. It is barely reasonable to make him lose all his fortune. It is too much to cheat his parents to death!

On that day, on the ruins of the former site of Yuzhou City, the leader of the Moon Worshiping Sect broke through in the battle and was extremely powerful. Jingtian used up all the magic medicines and knew he was defeated. He was determined to sacrifice himself to protect his wives, concubines and pets to retreat. It was a pity that the couple had a deep relationship. Tang Xue saw that he was reluctant to leave him alone, and he burned his life to fight with his husband, and both died tragically.

The five poisonous beasts, Huaying, who was not afraid of the poison of the Gu, and the red and blue dragon Kui, who had a ghost spirit constitution, snatched out the body, which prevented them from being fed to the Gu insects by the Moon Master, and ended up with a tragic ending without any bones.

Seeing Jing Xiaolou crying so hard that he was almost over, Luo Feng felt uncomfortable and comforted in a low voice: "Brother Jing, let's be mourning and change. The two elders are nearly eighty years old, and their lives are rare. Think about it from another perspective, it is almost a death-long, which is also a joyful demise..."

It would be fine if he didn't persuade him. Jing Xiaolou cried even more when he heard Luo Feng say this!

"I'm dead? I'm still happy to be a mourning? I'm just a mourning!" Jing Xiaolou said angrily: "My parents have become immortals, and their life span is not less than a thousand years!"

He jumped up suddenly, grabbed Luo Feng's neck, stared at the red eyes covered with bloodshots, and shouted to Luo Feng face to face: "Monster, you have caused me so much trouble! I will ask you, is it that appointing me as the commander of the siege army to lead my father out of the mountain to help the war!"

Luo Feng's face turned red and said embarrassedly: "Even if the poor monk wants to use Brother Jing's relationship to invite Mr. Jing out of the mountain, it is to save the people. Besides, who would have thought that Mr. Jing would be attacked by Master Baiyue? I thought that even if he couldn't beat him, he could still escape, but I didn't expect that Mr. Jing was so upright..."

"Okay, you finally admit it!"

Jing Xiaolou refused to give in and said hatefully: "I have long felt that you were using me to recommend me as the leader of the heroes. That time, I was also using my father's reputation to intimidate the heroes? I am so stupid. I was deceived by you and lost everything and also implicated my parents!"

In anger, Jing Xiaolou waved his old fist and beat Luo Feng in the face. Luo Feng is now practicing Buddhism and Taoism, and his body is only half a step away from the indestructible Vajra. Jing Xiaolou is famous for his poor martial arts skills. After a few punches, even Luo Feng didn't even rub the oil mud on him.

Luo Feng covered his face and advised: "Brother Jing, don't be excited. I'm so angry. Besides, what kind of decent mourning hall is to tear up? Mr. Jing was also a decent person during his lifetime. Don't let outsiders laugh at it."

Jing Xiaolou was not willing to listen to advice. He pulled Luo Feng and refused to let go. He ignored his fists and made his skin burst into tears and blood flowed, as if he wanted to fight with him to avenge his parents desperately.

"Forget it!"

Luo Feng sighed, grabbed Jing Xiaolou's wrist and said helplessly: "Jiu Jianxian sent Li Xiaoyao back to Miaojiang. Why not just let him go and send Mr. Jing and Mrs. Tang as well. I will ask the Saint Aunt to perform the Miaojiang secret technique twice."

Jing Xiaolou said: "It is easy to say that the materials required by the Miaojiang secret technique are rare and expensive. Where can I raise them in a short time? Especially the puppet worm, only the black Miao Gu master can refine them. Now that the two countries are fighting, they can't even buy them even if they want to!"

"Don't worry, I still have stocks." Luo Feng slapped his hands, took out a bag from his sleeve, and pulled open the bag and crawled with puppet insects.

Looking at the bags of puppet insects, Jing Xiaolou was speechless for a moment, then stared at Luo Feng suspiciously and said, "Where did these puppet insects come from?"

Luo Feng's eyes were vaguely, "Of course I bought it from Miaojiang, and I started hoarding it many years ago."

Jing Xiaolou said with a sharp look: "No! The Black Miao people regard witchcraft as a secret that is not passed on. They never easily sell witchcraft to Han people. The puppet worms in your bag are all top-notch, all from the hands of Gu masters..."

"Brother Jing, it's boring to say that. Any unscrupulous businessman has no way to open up some unknown channels for purchases!"

Luo Feng said unhappily: "If you think the puppet worm I gave you is not from the right place, you can't do it. Anyway, it's not my parents who died! You kindly wish you a filial piety, do you still doubt me?"

Jing Xiaolou thought it was true. Luo Feng kindly sent him to resurrect his parents. If he still grasped the origin of the puppet worm, it would be meaningless.

If Luo Feng had a ulterior motive, he might as well not take it out and watch him become an orphan. It would be considered loyal enough to take out rare insects without avoiding suspicion.

Jing Xiaolou sighed and bowed apologetically: "Brother Luo Haihan, I am also concerned about my brother, and I am confused for a moment when I am angry and am confused. I have to thank my brother for saving my parents."

Luo Feng waved his hand and said, "Brother Jing, why should we thank you? We have a close relationship with each other for personal gain? You Gong Lingzun Lingtang is generous in serving the country and the people. I will never stand by and watch. It is the right thing to do if I take out some rare insects."

The two brothers and brothers were respectful and resolved the estrangement. Jing Xiaolou did not dare to delay and led the three aunts to hurriedly find Jiu Jianxian to help transport the bodies.

When Jing Xiaolou walked out of the mourning hall, Luo Feng wiped his cold sweat. His puppet worms with a bag of skin were indeed from the wrong origin. They were all refined by the first Gu master of Miaojiang, Master Baiyue, and each end was a special grade.

These insects were secretly assigned a member of the "Jingqi Alliance" to Miaojiang when Luo Feng transformed into an old man from Tianji to deceive and deceive those martial arts people with bad intentions.

As for what Luo Feng uses to exchange for the puppet worm?

You should know that the leader of the Moon-World Sect recruited troops so quickly to form a large army. He could not make up so much money by just squeezing the barren black seedlings...

If someone is interested in investigating it carefully, you will find that the swords and swords in the hands of the Nanzhao barbarians are made of fine steel produced in the Central Plains, and the military rations eaten by the barbarians are all naan breads made from wheat flour produced in the northern part of the Central Plains. The clothes worn by the barbarians are all sewn with coarse blue cloth dyed in Shuzhong.
Chapter completed!