There was heavy snow above the capital, and Zhang Liang and others slowly flew from the sky. Zhao Yun and Wei Wuji carried coffins one by one, without saying a word. The white snow was spread on the lid of the coffin. The wind and snow returned, but the return was a corpse.

Above the palace, figures stood in the air. Jiang Ming, Ji Yuan, Zhuge Liang, Chen Gong, Yan Chixia, Weizhuang, Lu Bu, Yu Ziqi, Bai Susu, Nie Xiaoqian, Xue Ji, Meiji, Bai Xue, Gao Lan, Li Shishi, Shenyin, Bi Xuan, Di Tian, ​​Tong Yuan, Douya King, Platycodon, Xilan, almost all the masters of Jin from the state of Jin arrived. They stood in the starry sky and watched Zhang Liang and others stepping on the snow from the sky in the vast snow, especially when they saw the coffin carried by Zhao Yun and Wei Wuji, their bodies were trembling, as if they were thundering on their bodies.

"Husband!" Bai Susu, Xue Ji, Nie Xiaoqian, Bai Xue, Gao Lan and other women trembled, and their colors became pale in an instant, and crystal liquid slid out of their eyes. Ji Yuan next to them also trembled: "Jingzhi."

In the void, Zhuge Liang, Chen Gong, Wei Zhuang and other people from Jin State were as if they were cast in a fixed curse in an instant, and a feeling of unspeakable sorrow and suffocation were pressed on their hearts. Seeing Zhao Yun and Wei Wuji lifting the coffin, Chen Gong, Gao Shun, Ningshan, Zhuge Liang and others couldn't help but their eyes turned red.

"Your Majesty! Woo woo" Below, everyone in the capital also saw the scene in the air. The wind and snow returned, and the soul guest returned. Seeing Zhao Yun and Wei Wuji lifting the coffin, at this moment, even the stupidest person could almost see the specific things at a glance. Ning Caichen died: "Your Majesty."

Finally, in the capital, an old man knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the coffin in the sky. He couldn't help but burst into tears. After the old man, more and more people knelt on the ground, the old man, middle-aged, young man, scholar, woman, and in the end, the entire streets of the capital were covered with dark people kneeling on the ground, and the cry of sadness sounded.

They were very sad. Ning Caichen returned, but the wind and snow returned to people, but the soul returned to their hometown. Many people couldn't help crying. It has been thirty or forty years since the establishment of Jin State. The increasing strength of Jin State is something that everyone can see and feel, especially for some old people. Ning Caichen's position in their hearts can be said to be completely unshakable like a god, because these old people have tried their best to survive the turbulent years of war in China back then, so they are more grateful for the stability that Ning Caichen brought to them, especially since the founding of Jin State, various developments and changes have allowed them to experience the changes that Ning Caichen brought to them.

"Roar, Zhao Zilong, why are you coming back? You might as well die, forget it!"

Over the Jin State, Lu Bu's eyes were red and suddenly burst out, hitting Zhao Yun's chest with a punch, directly knocking Zhao Yun out of his chest. His entire chest collapsed, and he didn't know how many broken ribs were, but Zhao Yun did not say a word and forced him to bear the punch of Lu Bu. Heavy snow was flying, and the entire capital had already turned into a white world of ice and snow.

"June snow, God, are you sad too?"

On the streets of the capital, an old man with gray hair raised his head and cried bitterly, watching the sound of snow all over the sky, and finally his head was buried deep in the snow. The snow in June was flying and the seasons were chaotic. This was something that had never happened before. It was like the world was sad because of Ning Caichen's fall. A snow covered the entire north of Jin and the hearts of all Jin people.

"Zhao Zilong, what did you say when you left? Tell me how you protected Your Majesty. You might as well die just now, and why are you coming back to do something!"

Over the Jin State, Lu Bu was as crazy as he attacked Zhao Yun.

"Your Majesty!" Zhuge Liang, Chen Gong and others exclaimed sadly, opening their mouths to vomit blood.

"Ah!" Ningshan roared to the sky, like a crazy beast, whose body flew out of the capital like a cannonball, and directly hit Luoxia Mountain fifty miles away from the capital. The entire Luoxia Mountain broke from the middle.

"Brother Jin." Jiang Ming was wearing a long gown, leaning on the magic sword in his right hand, and knelt down on one knee in the air.

"Your Majesty"

On this day, in June, the snow filled the Kyoto. Everyone saw that when Lu Bu took action, he beat Wuhou Zhao Yun to vomit blood; the doctor ordered Ningshan to be crazy and broke Luoxia Mountain; Zhuge Liang, Chen Gong and other important officials of Jin State vomited blood, Wang Shi Ji Yuan was instantly old and had white hair. On this day, white silks hung throughout the capital.

The snow in June seemed to be unable to stop. After several days, the mountains and rivers changed color. The entire land of China was covered with white snow. The world was covered with white snow. Heavy snow covered the mountains and rivers. The mountains and rivers changed color, and also covered the hearts of all Jin people. Ning Caichen returned, but his soul returned to his hometown and was in battle and corpse.

In a few days, the news of Ning Caichen's death spread throughout the Jin State like a storm, and the whole country was silent. When more Jin people heard this news, they felt like the sky had collapsed, and their brains were full of whind thoughts. For most Jin people, Ning Caichen was the sky. Because when facing the great enemies of the imperial clan and the forbidden land, Ning Caichen supported them a piece of heaven, but now there is news of Ning Caichen's death. For the Jin people, it is like the sky had collapsed.

This was a bolt from the blue, falling into the hearts of every Jin people. Ning Caichen died in the border area and the whole country was lost.

"June snow falls, God, are you sad too? But why don't you have eyes? This makes such a good person die." An old man cried to the sky.

"Roar, how unfair the heaven is. Your Majesty has not reached the top of the great power, has not yet attained the Tao, and has not yet stood at the top of the great way, but has to face the supreme enemy." Some young students were unwilling to roar.

"The time is too short. If you give Your Majesty time to reach the top and prove the truth and honor, what kind of imperial clan forbidden land is just a group of land and collapse dogs." Some ministers sighed in tears.

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In the following time, the news of Ning Caichen's death spread throughout the Jin State, and the whole country was mourned. White silk was shaved on almost every household and the streets and alleys of Jin State, and the entire Jin State was shrouded in a huge sadness.

"Your Majesty, I'm here to send you."

In the capital city, outside the city gate, a hunchbacked old man who looked over seventy trembled slightly under the support of a young man. The old man and the young man were wearing white mourning clothes. Looking at the city tower in the capital, a line of tears couldn't help but shed tears on the old man's old face. They were a pair of grandparents, not from the capital city, but came from other places specifically to send Ning Caichen's last journey on the day when Ning Caichen was actually buried.

In fact, it is not just this pair of grandparents. In the past few days, the population of the capital has increased directly, and they all came from places outside the capital to send Ning Caichen's last journey.

More and more people gathered in the capital, and the time for Ning Caichen to be buried has been determined

On the 41st year of Yongsheng, on June 21st, it was heavy snow. Ten miles away from the southern suburbs of the capital, Ning Caichen was buried in the mountains, and today was the time for Ning Caichen to be buried. The tomb was built on the mountain. For Jin State, the mountain had a special significance. When Ning Caichen changed Liang and changed Jin State, he ascended the throne to the throne to the heavens. Later, the world was unified, Ning Caichen ascended the half-emperor and ruled the world, and also worshiped the heavens in the mountains. Now, after Ning Caichen died, after the discussions of a group of ministers in Jin State, he obtained the opinions of Ji Yuan and Bai Susu and other women, he decided to bury Ning Caichen on the mountain.

On this day, the heavy snow fell for several days and still did not stop. The entire mountain was covered with a layer of snow that was more than a foot thick. The dense figures almost occupied the entire mountain. There were many people here, so many that they could not count. At first glance, there was almost no end. Except for the army and a group of ministers of Jin State, most of them were still the people.

On the top of the mountain, there were figures of Bai Susu, Nie Xiaoqian, Xue Ji, Mei Ji, and wait for the women to appear one by one, but their eyes were red and swollen. Xiao Wushuang followed Xue Ji, with big black and lively eyes hanging with tears as big as beans. Looking at the coffin containing Ning Caichen in front of her, she seemed to be able to feel this sadness.

Next to them are Zhang Liang, Han Xin, Wei Zhuang, Zhuge Liang, Lu Bu, Zhao Yun, Chen Gong, Jiang Ming, Ji Yuan and other ministers of Jin State, but they all look bad, especially Ji Yuan. His hair, which was originally slightly white on his temples, turned into a head full of snow, as if he had grown a lot in a few days. For an old man, the greatest pain is that the black-haired man sent a white-haired man. Although Ning Caichen has no blood relationship with him, he completely regards Ning Caichen as his disciple.
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