No one wants to believe such news.

But when we saw that in front of the Central Army's camp in the distance, the big flag had been removed and the white ash flag was replaced with the Grand Master's mourning, everyone was forced to accept this fact.

Xue Huaiyi's eyes suddenly filled with tears, his heart was so blocked, and his nose was sour. Feng Xiaobao survived by adoption of the old Western Army. Later, the old Western Army died, and he was appreciated by Xue Chongjian and Qin Zhao to be admired step by step.

Although he was later demoted to the Western Army, and even committed crimes because he did not control himself for a while, he had long regarded himself as a member of the Qin family. In fact, Qin Zhao did grant him the title of his own knight. He had never been to Luzon, but Luzon had a knight fief estate, which had a steady stream of profits.

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More importantly, in Hezhong Town, he was highly valued because of his identity as a Qin family.

He did not deal with Qin Lang directly, but like others, he grew up listening to the legendary story of this Grand Master.

The captain Wen Jinzhong's eyes were also wet, and he came over and patted his shoulder, "The Grand Master passed away at a hundred years old, this is a complete success, and he ascended to become a saint."

Xue Huaiyi raised his head and his eyes were red, "I heard that the captain, I want to take leave to go back to Luzon, go to the funeral of the Grand Tutor, and send it to the Grand Tutor for the last journey!"

"Okay, I'll ask you for instructions from you now. I guess our Qin Shuai will definitely go to Luzon. Let's see if you can let you go with me. If you go back to Luzon, remember to kowtow three times to the old teacher for me."

Other warriors also asked Xue Huaiyi to kowtow and pay condolences for them.

Xue Huaiyi nodded silently.

The commander of the Jiedushi Qin Jingsi spread the news throughout the entire Huwen City. The joy of victory that had just broken the enemy kings and killed the enemy kings was quickly replaced by this sad bad news.

The three armies cried bitterly, and thousands of people were mourning!

White flags were raised, and the soldiers of Hezhong Town, on the battlefield of Tiaozhifu in the Western Regions, bid farewell to the southeast with grief and sadness.
Chapter completed!