Chapter 437

I give you sincerity in return!

I shared your good fortune, but I will also share mine with you!

You are good to me, and I will be even better to you!

If you protect me, I will exchange items with the system to protect you!

I thought we were friends! Family! Brothers and sisters!

So, you all see me as a jinx? You're wary of me? You want to kill me?

Even though the girl had no expression and her voice was flat, everyone could feel that she was crying, as if her soul was crying.

People felt the girl's grievances, sadness, and pain.

People were heartbroken and felt suffocated.

The girls are suffering, but they are suffering even more than the girls!

Regret, self-blame, and remorse filled the hearts of everyone who had misunderstood the girl and clamored to kill her.

"It's all an act!"

With those words, a tear finally rolled down the girl's bright, starry eyes.

It was like a shooting star rolling down a girl's smooth, porcelain-white cheek.

This tear touched everyone's heart, and in that instant, people were so saddened they could hardly breathe.

"No!" Qinglin said urgently, her voice hoarse, as if she had used all her strength to say those two words.

Rong Rong's words just now felt like two hands were gripping his throat, tightening little by little.

He felt suffocated and heartbroken until Rong Rong was so sad that she cried. Only then did he finally break free from this inexplicable restraint and speak the words of explanation.

"Junior Sister! Rong Rong! I just trusted the wrong person..."

"I don't want to hear it!" Rong Rong interrupted Qing Lin directly.

Does the reason matter? Anyway, they didn't believe her and even had murderous thoughts towards her. Although in this life, the eldest brother and the master later believed her, what about the original owner of the body in the previous life?

Did they investigate and find out the truth?

The original owner still died a tragic and unjust death!

Rong Rong didn't want to hear the reasons, nor did she care whether Qing Lin and the others believed her now; she just wanted to know what had happened in her previous life.

“I am indeed not from this world.” Rong Rong suddenly looked up at the sky, her gaze empty, as if she was reminiscing about something through time and space.

Suddenly, the fire in the girl's eyes gradually died out, and she returned to a state of calm, a calmness that was almost deathly still.

Everyone sensed something was wrong, and sure enough, the girl's ethereal voice floated out, "Since this world doesn't welcome me, then I'll leave."

"Rong Rong!" Qing Lin exclaimed and rushed forward. Even Jiang Cheng and Chen He subconsciously stepped forward as well.

Besides them, there were many other people, such as Ancestor Wuyan, Sect Master Taiwei, Peak Master of Nanjiang Peak, Sect Master of Qianyuan Sect, Sect Master of Canglang Sect, and so on.

People rushed forward nervously, trying to stop something terrible from happening.

Jin Ling, too, was on tenterhooks.

Rong Rong suddenly raised her sword and held it to her own neck. "I won't lie to you, and I won't harm you. I'll walk by myself. You don't need to lift a finger!"

"No!" With everyone's exclamations, Qinglin appeared in front of Rongrong in an instant.

But it was too late; Rong Rong had already slashed her own neck.

As she made her move, Rong Rong said to 666, "Send me back to the original owner's world."

Therefore, even though Qinglin arrived immediately and quickly sealed Rongrong's wounds and fed her healing pills, Rongrong still stopped breathing.

Even though her wounds had completely healed and there were no other injuries, Rong Rong still died.

Qinglin's face was blank, as if his soul had been ripped out. He held Rongrong in his arms, but Rongrong's limbs, which hung limply without support, and her chest, which remained flat, made everyone understand one thing.

That is, Rong Rong is dead!

How is this possible? How is this possible? Qinglin's movements were clearly already very fast!

"Quick! Collect the souls, there's still a way!" Jiang Cheng roared.

Qinglin was suddenly awakened and hurriedly formed a hand seal to check, but he quickly slumped down, "It's no use, it's gone."

"Impossible!" Jiang Cheng rushed forward and quickly formed hand seals.

If a cultivator has just died, their soul can still be collected. Although it is difficult to bring them back to life, there is still hope, even if only a wisp of their soul is captured.

Jiang Cheng worked hard for a while, but in the end, he got nothing.

He froze on the spot, his blood running cold.

The disciples of the Ten Thousand Immortals Sect watched him nervously. Shen He came up to him, his fists clenched, his eyes filled with deep worry and fear.

He was afraid, afraid of losing his junior sister, and annoyed at himself for being so aggressive and for not figuring out the situation first.

The junior sister proved her innocence with her death; she wasn't like the rumors suggested.

Shen He gazed expectantly at Jiang Cheng.

Outside the secret realm, everyone watched Jiang Cheng with anticipation.

Suddenly, a loud bang rang in everyone's ears.

Suddenly, Wu Yan charged towards the entrance of the secret realm like a madman, determined to forcefully break through it.

This was almost impossible; in the blink of an eye, Wu Yan spat out a mouthful of blood.

The group seemed to realize what was happening, exchanged glances, and then stepped forward together to help Wu Yan break through the secret realm.

With everyone's efforts, the secret realm was finally broken, which also meant that the secret realm was destroyed.

The rich spiritual energy within the secret realm poured out like flowing water. Without this spiritual energy, it would be difficult for rare and precious materials to grow within the secret realm, and it would also be difficult for high-level spirit beasts to appear.

But people didn't care about any of that; they were racing against time, only wanting to keep Rongrong.

In the blink of an eye, Wu Yan and the others appeared beside Qing Lin and Rong Rong.

The first thing I heard was Jiang Cheng's distraught statement: "No, no soul!"

Without saying a word, Wu Yan snatched Rong Rong away, examined her for a moment, and then froze in place.

His once tall figure seemed to have shrunk several sections; needless to say, everyone understood that there was no hope of saving Rong Rong.

"Has she returned to her own world?" Qinglin asked in a hoarse voice.

Otherwise, why would someone die from such a simple injury, even after receiving timely medication?

Otherwise, why couldn't they find Rong Rong's soul?

Qinglin's words instantly awakened everyone, and Wuyan visibly came back to life.

People looked at each other and saw the joy and anticipation in each other's eyes.

Qinglin's guess is very likely; Rong Rong is probably still alive!

Just as people's emotions were fluctuating wildly, a familiar, mechanical voice suddenly rang out.

[Oops! Detected: 100% malice towards the host from the following individuals: Qinglin, Wuyan, Yexun, and Cangming...]

Xiao Gua kept broadcasting, and everyone turned to look at Jin Ling. Jin Ling shrank back and unconsciously retreated.

When Rong Rong had her accident, she was so concerned that she rushed over. Now, surrounded by everyone, Jin Ling was filled with fear and extreme regret.

[Little melon, save me!]

Jin Ling cried out for help in a panic. At this moment, she no longer cared whether her thoughts would be heard. She could feel the surging killing intent around her almost engulfing her.