Taiqing Zhenren looked at the dying Feng Hong and said.

"The head of Taiqing, I have no wishes, so I hope Qing Chen can join the Shushan Sword Sect."

"If possible, find her a more powerful master."

Every time Feng Hong said something, black blood oozed out of his mouth and nose.

Obviously, Feng Hong's corpse poison has been extremely deep, and he is probably only one step away from death.

"good!"

"At that time, all the elders of Shushan will be chosen by Feng Qingchen!"

Taiqing Zhenren promised.

"Qing Chen."

Feng Hong looked at Feng Qingchen with a reluctance.

"grandfather."

Feng Qingchen held Feng Hong's hand tightly.

"Qing Chen, grandpa is leaving. You have to walk alone in the future."

"In the Shushan Sword Sect, you must be obedient and must become a great hero in the future to eliminate demons and defend the way!"

"Don't let your grandpa's tragedy happen to others!"

Feng Hong looked at Feng Qingchen and said earnestly.

"Grandpa, don't worry, when I succeed in my studies, I will definitely avenge you!"

"I will definitely destroy the corpse-driven sect with my own hands!"

Feng Qingchen's eyes showed a firm look.

“Okay…”

After Feng Hong finished speaking three good words, he closed his eyes and fell asleep forever.

"grandfather......"

Feng Qingchen's tears flowed.

"Qing Chen, this man has passed away, so I am sad."

Ye Bingning comforted.

...

At this moment, Chu Feng returned from swordsmanship and saw several people locking the demon tower.

“Huh?”

"Why are so many people locking the demon tower?"

"And that little girl seems familiar."
Chapter completed!