The sun sets in the west and dusk falls.
Everyone in the Spirit Beast Sect was immersed in grief. Lin Wujiang's face was as pale as water. He gave a few instructions to the people around him, then found a chair to sit down.
Looking down at her slightly bulging belly, she felt lonely.
The inner elixir of the ancient mythical beast was lost, and she was ambushed by people from the Demon Palace. All the spirit beasts in the Spirit Beast Sect were injured by the power of the inner elixir of the ancient mythical beast, which gave her a headache.
He quickly summoned doctors to treat the injured disciples and spirit beasts.
He also arranged for people to strengthen the mountain-guarding barrier and all the big and small things above and below, and only then did he dare to breathe a sigh of relief.
But she never dared to go to the mourning hall, nor could she believe that her husband who loved her so much was gone like this.
At this moment, she didn't dare to shed a tear, nor did she dare to say a word to others.
Only by constantly being busy can she divert the heart-wrenching pain.
In this world, there will never be someone who always puts me first and treats me gently.
Lin Wujiang raised his head to force back the tears in his eyes, and clenched the whip tightly in his hand.
Ever since she became pregnant, Fang Shaoyuan always set up barriers inside and outside the house.
After Fang Jingzhi cast a spell to attract thunder from the sky, she realized that something big had happened in the Spirit Beast Sect. She only found out when she was about to rush over.
Fang Shaoyun protected this formation with his life. Once danger occurs, the formation will become more solid with the powerful will of the person who cast the formation.
She couldn't get out no matter what. Lin Wujiang was anxious, but there was nothing she could do. She hurried over until the barrier dissipated.
She saw many people lying on the ground. The tragic scene was deeply imprinted in her mind, making her unable to forget it, and even her breathing stopped.
She wanted to leave with Fang Shaoyuan, but there was another life in her belly.
Song Qingbai stood not far away, his eyes full of self-blame as he looked at Lin Wujiang in white.
"Miss Song, you're here. Is Valley Master Lu okay?"
Lin Wujiang stood up, his expression remained unchanged. He looked at Song Qingbai kindly. Seeing that she looked strange, he began to ask.
"Qian Yin is fine, thank you ma'am for your concern. Sect Leader Fang has passed away, so I hope ma'am won't be too sad and won't upset the baby."
Song Qingbai reached out and helped her sit down, whispering instructions.
"You are a thoughtful child. No wonder my son is so fond of you. It's a pity that Jingzhi may not have this blessing."
Lin Wujiang pinched his aching forehead, took the tea handed to him by Song Qingbai, and took a sip.
"Madam, please accept my condolences."
Song Qingbai stared at the heroic man in front of him, and still felt a little worried.
Everyone in the entire Shenwu Continent knows that Fang Shaoyuan dotes on his wife immensely, and the two of them are simply role models among Taoist couples.
“I am heartbroken to lose my beloved, but I still have the Spirit Beast Sect, Jing Zhi, and the baby in my belly.
Therefore, I will not let anything happen to me. Besides, if Shao Yuan were still alive, he would only hope that I could live the rest of my life happily."
Lin Wujiang was silent for a long time, exhaled lightly, and then slowly spoke.
The ends of the earth may have their limits, but my longing for you has no end.
"Madam's demeanor is beyond the reach of us. Qingbai only wishes Madam peace and happiness in the future."
Song Qingbai stood up, bowed respectfully and prepared to leave.
Originally, Fang Jingzhi asked her to comfort his mother and persuade her not to be too sad, but it seems that Lin Wujiang is thoughtful and has already been able to deal with it calmly.
"Miss Song, my son Jingzhi is still young and has been spoiled by us since he was a child.
He is usually unruly and has few true friends. Please try to persuade him.
After all, in his heart, Shao Yuan died for him.
I was afraid he wouldn't be able to bear it and develop a mental disorder."
"Madam, don't worry. Qingbai will definitely comfort him and help him find the people from the Demon Palace."
"We, the Spirit Beast Sect, will avenge Shao Yuan. Miss Song, the Qingyun Sword Sect is in a critical situation now. Acting Sect Master Su Xuhai claims that Lin Yanzhou colluded with the Demon Palace to kill the four elders, and has issued a joint investigation order.
He asked all the sects on the Shenwu Continent to work together to find Lin Yanzhou's whereabouts, and also announced to everyone that he would ascend to the position of sect leader in two days.
As Song Changfeng's daughter, your first step now should be to return to Qingyun Sword Sect to find out what exactly happened."
Lin Wujiang thought for a moment and told Song Qingbai the news. She has now become an orphan.
Her only fiancé has been possessed by a demon. If Su Xuhai takes over as the leader of the Qingyun Sword Sect, she might have no place to stay in the future.
“Thank you, Madam, for your advice. The four elders have been very kind to me and my senior brother, and they treat us like their own children.
I absolutely don't believe that the eldest brother would kill them. There must be a misunderstanding here."
Song Qingbai's face changed drastically. The four elders were killed, Lin Yanzhou's whereabouts were unknown, and how many other things had happened during the days she was unconscious?
This sudden news made her heart clogged. She just bowed hurriedly and left.
"Ah.....at such a young age, yet with such a mature mind, I'm afraid he must have suffered a lot."
Looking at Song Qingbai's departing back, Lin Wujiang murmured softly, stood up and walked towards the mourning hall.
Everyone in the Spirit Beast Sect wore white clothes, and even the spirit beasts had white flowers on their bodies.
In the mourning hall, Fang Jingzhi knelt aside, head bowed and silent.
Behind him were kneeling inner disciples. Several elders had been here before and were now busy with the affairs of the Spirit Beast Sect.
The altar was already brightly lit, with the spirit tablet placed in the center, white cloud banners flying on both sides, and behind it was a black lacquered wooden coffin.
Lin Wujiang walked slowly, his steps were very heavy. Before he could take a step forward, Fang Jingzhi came to meet him with red eyes.
"Mother, didn't I tell you to rest? I'll take care of everything here. I'm grown up now, and I'll definitely send Dad off well.
I can also track down the people in the Demon Palace and avenge my father. "
Seeing Lin Wujiang's pale face and silence, Fang Jingzhi became even more worried, fearing that she was too hurt and had a miscarriage.
"Jingzhi has grown up, and mother is very relieved, but I must guard your father's spirit.
Don't worry, I'll be fine. After all, I'm the wife of the leader of the Spirit Beast Sect.
How could she cry like an ordinary woman?"
Lin Wujiang patted Fang Jingzhi's hand lightly and explained.
"Mother, you don't have to act strong in front of me. If you do, I will be even more worried."
"Jingzhi, I have you and the baby in my belly, so nothing will happen. Let's send your father off one last time."
Lin Wujiang tried hard to hold back her tears, her voice choked with sobs, but she still didn't want to cry in front of Fang Jingzhi, nor did she want to cry in front of all the disciples.
Fang Shaoyuan was the one who built the Spirit Beast Sect to its current size. As his wife, she had to protect him well.
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