My Wife is a Psychic

335 Violent Storm

Song Yun never thought of sending Zhao Ruifeng’s body back. Because of the long distance, they could only bring Zhao Ruifeng’s ashes back. They picked a nice bone ash box and asked people to prepare everything. In the end, Zhao Yingying chose to let him be cremated, as if Zhao Ruifeng’s life had come in a grand manner and left in a grand manner.

“Just let big brother leave in peace.” Zhao Yingying cried in the arms of Prince ding. Her heart ached so much that she was almost unable to breathe.

Song Yun chose a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters. The people of the saintess’ palace had prepared everything. On a high platform, there was a pile of firewood below. Zhao Ruifeng was lying quietly on his body, his body cold.

“No… Don’t… Big brother…” In the end, Zhao Yingying could not hold back and ran toward the crematorium like crazy.

“Two men, come and capture her.” Song Yun closed her eyes and felt that her eyes were a little wet.

Prince Ding tightly hugged Zhao Yingying in his arms, “No, don’t look. Yingying, don’t look. You’ll have nightmares.” Prince Ding murmured as he listened to Zhao Yingying’s heart-wrenching cries. His entire body was numb.

The saintess’ face was pale. She had been kneeling the entire time. At this time, her knees were red and swollen, bleeding. She had lost all feeling, but she still refused to get up. She could not and did not dare to. The people of the saintess’ palace behind her were heartbroken, but they could only follow suit and kneel.

“Big brother, big brother…” Zhao Yingying wailed at the top of her lungs. She had held it in for so long and finally broke down.

“I’m going to kill you! I’m going to kill you! What bullsh*t saintess?! Please save my big brother, please save my big brother! What about the imperial preceptor? Tell him to get out here!” Zhao Yingying went crazy. Her hair was disheveled, and she was tiptoeing.

“Light the fire.” Song Yun said after taking a deep breath. She did not want to cremate Zhao Ruifeng when Jiang Xi left, but Jiang Xi was no ordinary person. Her emotional fluctuations could affect the whole world. Such a thing had happened once in modern society. At that time, she lost control of her emotions and harmed many innocent people. She had also done many things that shortened her life for Zhao Dengqi. It was a pity that Zhao Dengqi did not know that she liked him even until the end because she had never acknowledged his place in her heart. Now, Song Yun did not dare to bring Jiang Xi over. Moreover, Jiang Xi was pregnant and about to give birth. She did not dare to provoke her. What could be more painful than seeing the cremation of the person one loved?

The firewood that was poured with diesel burned very quickly. In just a moment, the flame burned up and instantly surrounded Zhao Ruifeng, leaving no trace. However, for some reason, the air seemed to have become colder. A strong gust of wind blew and almost extinguished the fire. Song Yun quickly asked someone to pour another bucket of oil on it, and the fire became stronger again. She did not know if it was an illusion, but at this time, even the frequency of the leaves falling from the tree had increased a little.

A gust of wind blew over, bringing with it a violent aura. The flame was blown here and there, and it almost burned Zhao Ruifeng’s eyebrows several times.

“Hey, hey, hey, why did the weather suddenly change?”

“How can the weather change when it’s so sunny… Don’t mess around…” As soon as this person finished speaking, a large dark cloud floated over, blocking the sun completely.

Everyone froze.

“Crack.” A huge bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, followed by the sound of thunder. From the bright sun to the dark clouds, in less than three minutes, Song Yun was stunned. She looked up at the sky in a daze and saw the warm sun turn into thunder. The sky was filled with thunder, and in the blink of an eye, it started to rain heavily. It was so heavy that… The fierce fire was not even half as strong as Zhao Ruifeng’s before it was extinguished by the heavy rain, leaving not even a spark.

Song Yun was caught off guard, and the heavy rain hit her head so hard that it hurt. She held her head and cried out. When had it rained so heavily? She did not know if it was an illusion, but the rain was not even, as if it was very rushed.

“Oh God, it’s actually hailstone. It hurts…” Some of them clutched their heads and realized that they had a huge bump on their heads. Everyone fled in all directions. They were simply shocked to the extreme. In an instant, everyone was like refugees, in a very sorry state.