Although he was not sure whether the purple dragon mentioned by Taoist Xuanji was Xiao Xian or the little emperor, for Qu Li, he was willing to accept the status quo and protect the peace.
"I hate war. It doesn't matter if I win over one side, as long as I can help Li'er achieve her wish!"
Feng Yi even felt that if he ascended the throne to become emperor in the future, he would probably spend most of his time taking care of state affairs and dealing with those messy memorials, and he would feel that he had wasted his life.
If possible, he would rather take Qu Li to travel around and visit every place in the Tianlong Continent.
Taoist Xuanji didn't continue chatting with him, but said in a faint voice: "Let's go."
The two soon arrived at Li Ran's grave. When Taoist Xuanji saw the soul-soothing nails and those vicious talismans filled with curses, his face turned ashen.
"If I'm not mistaken, these things should all be from Izumo's hand."
Upon hearing this, the anger in Qu Li's heart instantly spread like wildfire.
"I will perform a ritual for Madam Li right now, so that her soul can rest in peace."
Taoist Xuanji made a few more hand gestures, and the talismans on Li Ran's bones suddenly emitted blue sparks and burned up.
Qu Li stared in amazement.
Taoist Xuanji murmured again, and after praying for Li Ran's soul to be reborn, Changsun Wuque personally placed Li Ran's bones into a newly prepared coffin, and personally escorted him to the beautiful mountain to be buried.
As for Qu Yuxing, he was acupunctured and fed poison. Everyone left, but he could only lie on the ground like a puddle of mud.
The snow fell heavier and heavier, and soon a thick layer covered his body...
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