This result made Wen Hai even more uncomfortable.
Si Qing shook his head.
"No! Senior Sister won't! Senior Sister... She even promised me... to take me on a journey... She even said she would accompany me back to the Meteoric Flame Realm, to see the elders with me... Senior Sister will be fine! Please! Please! I'm kneeling down, begging you, please save her!"
Si Qing's humble appearance seemed to have returned to the past.
Liu Qingxin held him up.
He also felt bad.
From the past to now…Pan Kong, they have always owed Shen Qingyi!
"Please... accept my condolences..."
Huo Shen was holding Bei Chenyuan and walking numbly when suddenly a beam of light shot into the sky.
My heart suddenly ached.
Huo Shen stopped and looked back blankly.
“Crash! Crash!”
The blood mist completely dissipated, and the waves crashed onto the central area.
The former central domain has completely disappeared, and now the central domain is full of piles of corpses and weapons. A mountain of corpses stands in the central domain.
And at the very top, a huge sword was stuck in it.
“Boom!”
The surrounding space vibrated.
Some people felt spatial fluctuations.
"Yes... the secret realm... has been opened..."
Space ripples spread out, and monks were thrown out from the secret realm one by one.
However, when the cultivators came out of the secret realm, they found that Yunze had changed a lot.
Looking at the mess on the ground, all the cultivators were stunned for a moment.
"What...what's going on? What happened?"
Looking at the embarrassed crowd, the monks in the secret realm couldn't help but worry.
Seeing these people come out alive, they were all still alive. The people who had been numb from fighting could no longer suppress their emotions.
Everyone suppressed their tears.
Yue Xicheng finally breathed a sigh of relief and stepped into the teleportation array of the secret realm.
His fingers gently stroked the big knife in his hand. He came back alive!
A smile appeared on his face.
But the moment I stepped out of the secret realm, what I saw was not the familiar blue sky.
Everywhere was bright red and filled with smoke.
The smile on his face suddenly stopped.
A bad feeling came over me.
He looked around frantically, trying to find someone familiar.
But when he noticed his master and his uncles and aunts kneeling beside the huge mountain of corpses, the bad premonition in his heart almost reached its peak.
Master, ask Uncle Hai, Uncle Nian...
They are all here.
His senior brother, Senior Sister Fang, and Junior Brother Yang are also here...
But...but what about that person?
After a tour of Yuexi City, he discovered that almost everyone he knew and cared about in the sect was there, except for that person!
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Yue Xicheng's sight suddenly fell on the huge sword that reached into the sky.
The sword has turned bright red.
But that familiar look...
It’s Junior Sister Shen’s holy sword!
As soon as She Zijiang left the space, he looked around for Shen Qingyi.
He wanted to rely on his induction to find Shen Qingyi, but he found that he seemed to be unable to sense his own apprentice, without any breath at all...
It was as if Shen Qingyi no longer existed in this world!
Seeing Wen Hai and the others, She Zijiang rushed over quickly.
"Brother, what happened? Where's Qingyi? Where's Qingyi!"
Gu Mingxue's face was a little pale. She was injured in the secret realm and looked around in confusion.
"Why is everyone like this? What happened?"
The wind blew from the central area, and the disciples of Lingdao Sect stood solemnly in the square.
Looking at the headmaster with red eyes holding the spirit tablet belonging to the old ancestor Shen, he walked towards the Soul Palace step by step.
The Lingdao Sect and the Immortal Alliance set up a spirit tablet for Shen Qingyi, and now is the time to invite the tablet into the temple.
The disciples who witnessed the scene were all overcome with grief.
The low sobbing sounds around and the sadness spreading in the air gradually infected the other disciples.
The funeral was on a large scale, with many people offering sacrifices and burning incense.
Si Qing knelt before the Grand Prince, his eyes somewhat numb.
Cigarette bird bird, his eyes are red.
I feel sad and empty inside.
Didn’t they say that as long as he also converted to Confucianism and Taoism, Senior Sister would be fine?
But why...why did Senior Sister still get into trouble?
This world is so unfair!
When Xiao Liuyan brought the people from the Yuling Sect to burn incense, he saw the large group of people kneeling and his eyes couldn't help but turn red.
He took out three incense sticks and bowed three times in the direction of the spirit tablet. The disciples of the Yuling Sect behind him also bowed.
The Immortal Alliance also erected a large monument in the central region to commemorate those who died in the war.
Xiao Liuyan looked at the numb people in Lingdao Sect and opened his mouth.
When I returned to Yuling Sect, I looked out the window.
Outside the cave, there are still red flowers, green willows and rippling water.
She hadn't drunk alcohol in a long time and didn't want to look for anyone else at the moment.
He took out the wine that he had exchanged from Shen Qingyi from the storage space.
Fill a glass across the table.
"You said... you just left like that... I still don't quite believe it. I was thinking, if, if you were lying to us again, how great would that be."
Xiao Liuyan let out a breath.
But he couldn't exhale the foul air in his chest.
"What is going on here... Time and the world are unpredictable... And I'm so upset!"
"You didn't see how heartbroken your senior brothers, sisters, master, and uncle were. You don't know that your junior brother kneels in the Soul Palace all day long, and in Yuexi City..."
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