The picture in Qin Xing's mind just now could only be seen by himself, but as the original owner of Heart Scales, Pang Yuyao must also know these things, which is why Pang Yuyao brought him here.

"These ...... It's all ...... What did I do?" Qin Xing's lips barely hummed, squeezing out a trace of jerky words, and his dull eyes were full of disbelief.

Pang Yuyao's breath was condensed and he didn't answer, but his cold eyes showed his acquiescence.

Bing Yiling also looked at him coldly from the side, Pang Yuyao had obviously told it these things, which was also the reason why its attitude towards Qin Xing had changed so much.

Only Pang Xiaoqiu sat on Pang Yuyao's shoulder with a confused face, looking at the calm expressions of the three of them, he was a little confused for a while. However, Pang Yuyao told her not to be impulsive no matter what happened, so she held back her curiosity and did not ask questions.

And the atmosphere in the hall suddenly fell silent, the sluggish Qin Xing, the calm Pang Yuyao, the cold Bing Yiling, and the curious Pang Xiaoqiu all stayed in place silently. In the huge Nine Dragons Palace, it was so quiet that it could be heard at this time.

"I understand......" After a long time, Qin Xing sighed lightly and turned to leave, his back full of loneliness and frustration.

"Eh, Ah Xing, where are you going?" Pang Xiaoqiu couldn't help it at this time, and hurriedly stood up, wanting to chase after Qin Xing's departing back.

A huge dragon wing blocked in front of her at the right time, Pang Yuyao's eyes as big as lanterns were full of helplessness, and his huge head shook slightly.

"The attitude must be pious, when you take care of everything, I will send her to you in good condition!" Pang Yuyao's voice was low, but it was like thunder, and it sounded full of endless majesty.

Qin Xing stood at the door of the hall, breathed a sigh of relief, and nodded vigorously.

The scales of the heart on his chest suddenly bloomed with a brilliant golden light, and the door of the Nine Dragons Hall slowly opened under the stimulation of this golden light.

Qin Xing clenched his fists, no longer hesitated, and stepped out of the palace door in one step.

It wasn't until Qin Xing's figure faded away and disappeared from sight that Pang Yuyao breathed a sigh of relief, and the tense muscles on his face stretched out, revealing his usual gentle color.

"Dad, what are you going to do?" Seeing that his father's expression had returned to normal, Pang Xiaoqiu asked impatiently.

Pang Yuyao looked at the direction of Qin Xing's departure, with a trace of water in his eyes, and replied softly: "He went to atone for his sins......"

"Atonement?" Pang Xiaoqiu was stunned for a moment, a slight wrinkle formed between his eyebrows, and his eyes were full of incomprehension.

Pang Yuyao sighed: "This is what he has to experience, although it is not his fault, but the trouble he caused by himself must be borne by himself......

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Lingya Forest, wilderness area, lake of tranquility.

It is a huge freshwater lake with an area of more than 3,000 kilometers, which is said to have been formed by the heavens to pay tribute to the dead souls, and the Tranquility Forest, another name of the Great Reiya Forest, is named after this lake of tranquility.

It is said that all kinds of spirit animals living in the Forest of Tranquility will have an inexplicable call to pull them to the Lake of Tranquility when their longevity is about to end, and end their remaining time by this lake.

According to this legend, the shores of the Lake of Tranquility should have been filled with the corpses of various spirit beasts, but the strange thing is that whenever someone passes by the Lake of Tranquility and wants to explore it, they will find that it is surprisingly clean, without the slightest musty smell of rotting corpses.

The lake of tranquility is surrounded by a gloomy fog for dozens of miles, and it is said that the remnants of thousands of dead souls protect their pure land from being destroyed by outsiders.

With slow steps, Qin Xing quietly walked to the lake, looking at the endless lake, his eyes were full of unbearability and emotion.

Leaning down, he gently picked up a handful of moist earth, and in the mixture of tears and mist, on the shore of this lake of tranquility, it was carefully placed, and it turned out to be a cone-shaped mound.

Five days after the elve's death, the corpse gradually disappeared and became the nourishment of nature, so the elves did not have a custom for the dead. However, Fu Yuting told him about the various customs of human countries before, for the dead, human beings will build tombs, erect tombstones, and bury the corpses in the grave to pay tribute to the deceased souls.

At this time, the mounds of earth that Qin Xing piled up were not just like the tombs built by humans to pay tribute to the dead?

He didn't use a single trace of spiritual magic, but relied entirely on his own hands to fiddle with it bit by bit, until ten identical graves were piled up.

Qin Xing stood in front of the ten graves, looking at the lake, adjusting his breath.

There was still dirt left in the slightly trembling palms that had not been erased, but there was no time to care about it at this time.

With a "plop", Qin Xing knelt down on his knees in front of the first grave, and the soft soil sank slightly into a groove under the pressure of his knees.

Without the slightest hesitation, Qin Xing bowed down towards the tomb.

But the moist soil on the shore of the lake was so soft that when I knocked it down, it knocked the dirt into a deep pit, and instead mutilated the grave in front of me.

Qin Xing hurriedly repaired the tomb and knelt down again.

Only this time, he didn't know where to find a big rock, big enough to support his entire body.

Or rather, the big rock seemed to have been prepared for him.

"Knock-" "Knock-" "Knock-" "Knock-" "Knock-"

After kowtowing four times in succession, Qin Xing slowly got up, spread the big stone in front of another grave, and kowtowed four times towards the grave in front of him again.

There was a loud sound, and each blow made the whole lake tremble.

It wasn't until he kowtowed four times in front of each grave that Qin Xing finally stood still, facing the Lake of Tranquility, and bowed deeply.

Forty rings with all his strength, knocking on the hard stone, Rao Yi Qin Xing's physical fitness was also a little unbearable, his forehead had oozed countless fine bloodshots, and his brain was also a little groggy.

"I'm sorry, but I know that this sentence doesn't carry much weight, and I know that nothing I do can make up for what I've done to you, and I don't ask you to forgive me. I can only apologize in the most powerless way, and I can only pray for your souls with my Origin Essence and Blood that you will accept this meager compensation. ”

As he spoke, Qin Xing slapped his palm on his chest, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted upward, and at the same time, his fingertips pointed forward, accurately pinching the brightest one in his hand in his hand.

Origin essence blood, the most precious thing in the elf's body, even with Qin Xing's strength, is only ten drops, and every drop lost will seriously affect one's own vitality, and it will take a long time to recover.