Chapter 1189 Where is Wanwan?
He raised his hand, wanting to use magic to attack Lu Xingwan, but unexpectedly Lu Jingming stepped forward and stepped on his wrist.
He even stretched out his hand to control him, making him unable to move at all.
Lin Jingxiao failed.
But that night, in a split second outside the city, Lin Jingxiao and his troops, who had previously fled from Xuantian Gate, were all controlled by Lu Xingwan and Lu Jingming.
This time, neither of them showed any mercy.
Lu Xingwan refused to give up, she wanted Lin Jingxiao to die knowing full well.
Or rather, she didn't want Lin Jingxiao to die so peacefully.
She wanted to let Lin Jingxiao see what good things his father had done.
At this moment, she no longer had the friendship she once had with Lin Jingxiao as a fellow student. She hated him to the core.
She took out the mirror from her arms and handed it to Lin Jingxiao.
She wanted to let Lin Jingxiao see how his former father and mother treated his father, and how his father eventually betrayed the Tianji Sect.
Lin Jingxiao's eyes fell on the mirror and he saw his father's shadow in it.
He stretched out his hand and wanted to touch it, but he felt dizzy.
In an instant, all kinds of thoughts from the past rushed through his mind, including dusty memories and the resentment in his heart.
These painful truths intertwined together, making him suffer.
But in the end, he didn't say anything.
He just sighed deeply, as if he had let go of all his resentment, and then his body tilted, and he no longer breathed.
Seeing Lin Jingxiao die like this in front of him, Lu Xingwan felt filled with emotion.
For a moment, she was almost unsteady on her feet.
Seeing this, Lu Jingming's eyes were filled with heartache for her. He took a step forward, gently put his arms around her, and then patted her shoulders rhythmically, as if to convey his strength to her.
"Wanwan, everything is over."
For some reason, at this moment, Lu Jingming felt a little sad.
He originally thought that by severely injuring Lin Jingxiao this time, he had avenged his master and mistress, but seeing Wanwan so sad, his heart ached a little.
Yes, no matter how I take revenge on those related to Lin Jingxiao, my master and mistress will never come back.
The two brothers and sisters didn't say much, but just silently thought about everything about the Tianji Sect in their hearts.
Looking at the dim light in the hall at this time, Lu Xingwan did not dare to delay any longer.
She didn't know how the Royal Grandmother was doing now, so she gathered the spiritual power in her body and transformed it into a soft band of light, which enveloped all the people in Rongle Palace, and took them all the way to the direction of the Imperial Palace.
Fortunately, none of their injuries were serious.
What's more, with Sister Qionghua's pills, they can be rescued in time.
But now, the most important thing is that I have to erase all of their memories of tonight.
After all, the existence of immortal cultivators is nothing more than a rumor in the mortal world.
Furthermore, if what Lin Jingxiao did today was really remembered by the Imperial Grandmother and the others, I’m afraid that the entire world of immortal cultivation would be misunderstood by mortals in the future.
All the work and efforts they have made for the world cannot be ruined by this one bad apple, right?
After dealing with all this, it was already dawn.
Lu Xingwan and Lu Jingming also hurried back to Qingyun Palace.
It seemed as if nothing happened that night.
Except that Ying Changzai's affairs caused some discussion in the palace.
Other things were not noticed by anyone.
On the second day, the sunlight in the palace was still as usual, somewhat bright yet somewhat dim.
The palace servants also performed their duties, and everything returned to its former peace.
But Lu Xingwan has another important thing to do.
Lin Jingxiao had said that the control that the elixir had over the Great Chu Emperor had penetrated deep into his bones.
If I don't deal with it in time, I'm afraid my father's behavior will become more extreme in the future.
At the same time, with the death of Lin Jingxiao, Mo Junyang in Xuantianmen woke up.
Mo Junyang gradually regained consciousness in the chaos, only to feel his head dizzy.
He opened his eyes and found that he was in a stone cave in the back mountain of Xuantian Gate. He was a little dazed for a moment.
As he regained his senses, his memories came flooding back.
He remembered that he was injured and fell to the ground when he was fighting the enemy with Wanwan.
For a moment, he couldn't tell how long he had been unconscious. He moved his body, thinking that he would disturb the wound, but unexpectedly his whole body felt unusually relaxed and his vision gradually became brighter.
He took a long breath, expelling the foul air from his chest.
Then he slowly sat up, his eyes swept towards Qin Xiuyan who was lying quietly there.
When he saw Qin Xiuyan, his heart suddenly tightened. Where is Wanwan?
Like Wanwan, he no longer had any hope that Qin Xiuyan would wake up.
But every night, it is different.
Now that I can wake up, it means that I can wake up every night.
But where is Wanwan now?
He looked around, but apart from himself and Qin Xiuyan, the entire cave was empty. Where was Wanwan's shadow at all?
At this moment, because Mo Junyang woke up, a gorgeous auspicious cloud suddenly appeared in the sky above Xuantian Gate.
The auspicious clouds seemed like a giant dragon playing, illuminating the entire Xuantian Gate.
The disciples of Xuantian Sect naturally noticed this anomaly.
Whether they were busy practicing or handling affairs at the foot of the mountain, they all keenly noticed this abnormality.
Everyone put down what they were doing and walked hurriedly towards the back mountain.
The disciples at the foot of the mountain were walking in an even more hurried pace.
Everyone knew that something important must have happened in the back mountain.
And this matter might be related to Master.
After all, it is now known to everyone in Xuantian Sect that the master is recuperating in the back mountain.
Ji Rong was the first to arrive at the back mountain.
When he arrived at the back of the mountain, he saw a familiar figure standing at the entrance of the cave, and his eyes instantly turned red.
For a moment, he almost cried for joy.
He rushed forward, knelt heavily on the ground, and performed a great salute.
The voice he spoke was also a little tearful: "Master, you are awake."
Because of excitement, his voice seemed to tremble a little.
As Ji Rong knelt, other disciples arrived one after another.
The crowd quickly surrounded him and saluted solemnly in the direction of Mo Junyang. There was joy and emotion in their eyes.
Although the eldest senior brother managed Xuantian Sect very well, they could not feel at ease without the master.
Mo Junyang was extremely excited when he looked at the disciples in front of him.
He quickly raised his hand to signal: "Teacher is fine now, you don't have to worry."
When everyone's emotions calmed down a bit, Mo Junyang couldn't wait to speak: "Where is Wanwan? Where is Wanwan now?"