The skirmishers casually skimmed the dozen or so thick books that Ye Chen had left him.

Seeing that the fool and everyone looked at him with a shocked look, after taking two steps, he went back and picked up all the books and threw them into his backpack.

If you don't want to do it, don't dare to throw it, you get tangled.

And then....

"Hmph, walk so slowly, Doctor, haven't you eaten."

"Rich man, what do you want to use, you grow so fat, you can't lift a coffin."

"Rooster, I didn't expect you to help, what do you do with me."

"Captain, even you want to carry Ye Chen's coffin, do you deserve it?"

Even, he couldn't even get used to the weather.

"God, are you blind, a great day, why don't you celebrate with some snow?"

The girl looked at the skirmishers with strange eyes.

"Don't be angry, the child just died and the father died, we should understand the mood." Saying that, she took out a pen and a small notebook and began to write down something.

Skirmishers: "Girl, what are you writing about?"

"Tell your dad that your son is very happy when he dies, and when he goes back, I will burn him."

The skirmish had a black line on his face and glared at the girl fiercely.

The girl was not used to him either.

"What are you staring at, you want to fight."

"Girl, don't think you're better than me, I'll just..."

"You're going to fight me?"

The skirmishers saw that the girl seemed to really want to beat herself, inexplicably.

"I'm too lazy to pay attention to you."

Harlequin looked at the skirmishers, a little headache, this child, Ye Chen had to clean up.

"Okay, stop arguing, go back quickly."

As soon as the clown spoke, everyone stopped talking, carrying Ye Chen's coffin step by step towards the base of the fools.

It didn't go far, and it really snowed.

Goose-feathered snow poured down from the sky, fell on the coffin, and fell on everyone's bodies, which couldn't help but add a little chill.

The skirmishers put on their cloaks again and blew away the snowflakes in disgust, always feeling that this heavy snow carried the breath of annoying Ye Chen.

Everyone walked to the base of fools and came to the gate, which slowly opened automatically, as if everything had returned to the day of the winter night fool's show.

It was the funeral of Lady Rosalind, Ye Chen appeared in front of them wearing a white robe, carrying a long sword on his waist, and hundreds of evil eyes hanging on his body.

But today has become Ye Chen's funeral.

Even these executives of the fools could not help but feel a little emotion in their hearts, of course, it was more relaxed.

The devil who haunted them for a year, he is finally dead.

The coffin was carried into the base, still in its original position, and everyone stood or sat together.

Only the girl stood a little further away from the coffin, and she was afraid that she couldn't help it, opened the coffin and kicked a few feet of the dummy in the coffin.

The secret of Ye Chen's life, among the Fools, only she knew.

She wouldn't tell anyone a secret.

And all she thinks about now are fox spirits, god sons, shadows, and many fox spirits outside.

The thought of this made her teeth itch with hatred.

At this time, Harlequin had already begun his eulogy.

"The mighty think they can do everything, and I should understand the morality behind those foolish deeds by now.

The war situation, there is no so-called outcast.

Because for this chess game, [shomatsu] is not the end.

The deceased deserves our remembrance, and Ye Chen should also receive our respect.

His death reminds us that fools are not omnipotent. Captain

: "We are gathered here today to commemorate our "good" companion, whose sacrifice was a great event for us to celebrate throughout the solstice, but his actions still deserve our respect."

Rooster: "As a companion, I do not approve of his actions, but I appreciate his means." Doctor

: "His ability is truly admirable.

The rich man: "The way he amassed wealth also inspired me."

Skirmishers: "Can you put away your hypocritical ugly faces and quickly cremate him?"

Harlequin: "Regarding the cremation of Ye Chen, I thought carefully about it on the road just now, and it still needs to be put on hold for the time being, because the death of the young master has also brought great disasters to our fools, and may even affect the great cause of the empress."

Harlequin's words woke up the dreamers, and they only cared about celebrating Ye Chen's death. I almost missed one thing.

Thor's God Heart.

The skirmishers went to Inazuma and did not get the heart of God, which meant that the heart of God fell into Ye Chen's hands.

And now that Ye Chen is dead, his backpack can't be opened, that is, the Heart of God can't be obtained.

This is definitely a loss that is unacceptable to all fools.

Harlequin: "I thought about it, Ye Chen will definitely take the heart of God and put it in his backpack, each of our backpacks belongs to the secondary space, for the understanding of space, I have a hunt, but if you want to open Ye Chen's backpack, it will take a period of research, so during this time, Ye Chen's body can not only not be cremated, but also carefully guarded." The

skirmishers looked at the harlequin's gaze and began to scold his mother in his heart.

No... It's me again.

People are dead, they are not finished, and they must be carefully taken care of.

He's the devil, right?

"Harlequin, this matter..."

"Skirmishers, you don't need to explain, Thor's God Heart didn't get it, it's your dereliction, so this task is given to you."

The child is going to be driven crazy.

......

Inazuma, halfway up the mountain, log cabin.

Early in the morning, Ye Chen was blocked in the bed.

Opening his eyes and seeing Gu Panyan's shadow standing in front of him, Ye Chen was stunned for a while.

Today's shadow changed his outfit and wore a purple flowing robe and gauze, revealing a large dazzling white light.

The long black inky hair was tied on the top of the head, the delicate goose egg face was lightly made up, and even put on Ye Chen's favorite black silk.

Hook the soul.

Ye Chen licked his lips, "Ying, you came so early. "

Don't want to see me?"

"No, I just haven't slept well yet."

"Well, then what?"

"How about we sleep together for a while?" Ye Chen asked tentatively.

"So, ask my knife first?"

A white light flashed in front of him, and the knife was already unsheathed.

Ye Chen instantly thought of the next picture, dazzling sword light flashed, and then he became a corpse, this picture he had experienced countless times.

Ye Chen got up from the bed quickly, "Haha, I suddenly found that I don't seem to be sleepy." Looking

at Ye Chen's actions, Ying snickered in his heart.

It's still the bad and some scoundrel look from before, and it hasn't changed at all.

Watching Ye Chen get dressed, Ying said unhurriedly: "I received some news from the fools today, the harlequin with the executive of the fools has brought your body back to the winter solstice, and the fireworks were set off late last night to the winter, and they didn't stop until dawn."

Ye Chen walked down from the bed and said while tidying up his clothes: "Fireworks, they were probably put by our son, I guess I heard that I died, and I was overjoyed." "

Our son?

When Shadow heard this word, his expression softened a lot.

"Skirmishers are not my son."

"But what are you going to do next, if the Fools Executive knows you're not dead, they'll probably make a comeback."

At the mention of the fools, Ye Chen was very happy.

Now, they should be studying my corpse.

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