"Open your eyes! Take a look! Look at the blood-stained sky and earth! Look at them! They haven't given up yet!"
"Shen Qingyi! We're almost there! We're almost there!"
"Don't give up! Are you willing to let all our efforts... all our efforts, for so long, end in vain?!"
"Hurry up and open your eyes and take a look! Your master... senior brothers, uncles, and your relatives and friends are all holding on!"
Shen Qingyi's head drooped, and blood dyed the entire formation red. Fengyi Huanhu clearly sensed that Shen Qingyi's vitality was dissipating bit by bit!
How could it not dissipate!
He also didn't know that Shen Qingyi's method was to sacrifice himself! Burning Confucian spirit, burning blood and essence! Sacrificing merit!
Every pain of being deprived of something, which one of them is not worse than death?!
But they can't retreat!
"Chen Qingyi! Please... I beg you not to give up! Think about us, think about them... If we give up, our descendants, they... they will... will never be able to stand up straight again!"
Fengyi Huanhu's voice was hoarse, and there was deep despair in his crying tone.
He had already tried his best! He poured all his strength into the formation!
"Chen Qingyi...we can't lose! Our home...our home...can't be gone!"
Shen Qingyi's whole body was screaming in pain, and his consciousness began to fade.
The sounds around him became increasingly vague; even the roars and shouts of the Wind Winged Fox were indistinct.
Now she felt as if she were dead.
But that sound from Mu Hu, it seemed like... he was crying?
There seem to be a lot of people crying outside?
What are they crying for?
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