Chapter 45: Death of the Fragrance and Jade

In a moment, hundreds of flame wolf beasts had fled without a trace, and Chonglou had no time to care about their whereabouts, calmed down the spiritual power operating in his body, and continued to investigate the corpses on the ground. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Sure enough, as others said, the Hongya tribe was tragically wiped out, and it was from the hands of the Sword Sect. Chonglou carefully looked at the dead corpses on the ground, only to see that the dead corpses had sword marks on their bodies, for these tribes, the weapons they usually use are only broadswords and spears, swords, for these tribes, it is a symbol of wealth and dignity, so in a tribe except for the patriarch and other high-ranking people, others are not qualified to use swords.

Almost all of these dead bodies died under the sword, so it can be seen that there is no one else but the Sword Sect.

Chonglou continued to look at the corpses in the Hongya tribe, and before he knew it, he had come to the huge martial arts arena, and there were still corpses lying on the wide martial arts arena, how Chonglou hoped that he would never find He Zhuxiang, at least this could prove that He Zhuxiang had fled, but with the deepening of Chonglou's investigation, walking back from the martial arts arena, he could go to the area where the He family lived, and when he arrived in this area, the dead people were also from the He family, so how could he not be in a hurry?

How Chonglou wished he couldn't find He Zhuxiang, and at the same time how much he longed to see her standing safely in front of him, the complicated thoughts in his heart bound his heart like a mess, it was so uncomfortable, uncomfortable and suffocating.

Whew!

Just as Chonglou was hurriedly looking at the corpses on the ground, a gust of wind suddenly blew and blew in Chonglou's ears.

The sound of the wind was mixed with the crisp sound of the jade flute, although the sky was pouring rain at the moment, but the sound of this wind was like drawing a light in the dark heart of the heavy building, making him wake up from anxiety violently.

"Xiao Sheng! It's the Xiao Sheng of bamboo incense!" Chonglou raised his head violently as if hope was burning in his heart, wiped the rain from his face with his hands, and then closed his eyes and listened carefully.

Although the rain is noisy around, Chonglou can still hear the crisp and pleasant sound of the jade flute mixed with the sound of wind and rain.

"This way!" Chonglou opened his eyes violently, and couldn't wait to run towards the big tree in the courtyard of the He family.

Closer and closer to the big tree, there is still a wall in front of the courtyard of the heavy building, the heavy building stopped in front of the wall, raised his eyes to find the source of the sound of Xiao on the tree, on the lush tree, there is a hanging branch, the end of the jade flute has a small rope ornament wrapped around the leaf tip of the branch, the drooping jade flute is swayed by the wind, and at the same time there is a slight sound of Xiao coming out of it, it turns out that the sound of Xiao that Chonglou just heard is blown by the wind.

Chonglou jumped on the courtyard wall, and was about to jump up to the treetops to take off the jade flute, but when he was about to jump on the branches, he suddenly saw a shadow falling horizontally under the big tree, the woman faced herself, Chonglou saw the person's appearance at a glance, and suddenly fell into an ice cellar, and his heart was painful.

"Bamboo incense!"

Chonglou's feet were soft, and he fell to the ground from the courtyard wall with a heavy head, at this moment the wisp of concern in his heart was close to him, Chonglou fell to the ground, but his eyes looked blankly at the corpse in front of him He Zhuxiang, who had never felt powerless at the moment, the whole body seemed to have lost all his strength, and even the strength to crawl forward had disappeared, Chonglou's eyes gradually moistened, and a little crystal mixed with the pouring rain in the sky, sliding down on his face.

What he was looking for was now in front of his eyes, only a few feet away, but what he saw was a phantom that had long since left him, and the distance in his heart seemed to be boundless. It was so lonely, just quietly watching her face calmly, as if she had already guessed that he would come, so she froze on that beautiful face with peace and peace, maybe she hoped that when he saw her last face, she would face him with this mood......

What He Zhuxiang was holding in her hand was given to her by Chonglou at the beginning, and there was a thin scar on her throat, and the blood had already flowed. Chonglou could even see the faint smile on the corner of her mouth before killing herself at this moment.

"Zhuxiang! Why are you stupid? Why don't you wait for me to come back? It's that I'm so stupid, I should have gone with you in the first place! Zhuxiang! I'm in front of you now, you open your eyes and look at me, okay?" Chonglou's choked voice was hoarse, and his bloodshot eyes looked at her gently, how he hoped that the person in front of him would suddenly open his eyes and say to himself, "Scared you!"

But no matter how Chonglou called, the person in front of him always lay there quietly with that peaceful smile, gently closing his eyes, and occasionally rain dripping from the corners of his eyes.

Chonglou used all his strength to climb to He Zhuxiang's side, helped her up, let her lean on his chest, Chonglou hugged her tightly with both hands, and sat quietly like this, letting the wind and rain disrupt his long hair, and doing all his best to cover all the ups and downs for the person in his arms.

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The next day, the torrential rain continued, in front of Chonglou, was a small sealed mound, in front of the mound was a long sword, Chonglou sat next to the mound, his head gently rested on the mound, his eyes were closed, and the corners of his eyes were still the endless tears. Under the small mound of earth, the only attachment in his heart was buried, and his broken hands were still trying to recover the mud and sand washed away by the torrential rain, and the blood could not stop flowing mixed with the soil.

After a long time, he had fallen asleep, with a happy smile on the corner of his mouth, occasionally calling the name of the person in the dream, in the dream, it was still the beautiful face, the white and flawless long white dress, the laughter like a silver bell, and the graceful jade flute like a warm breeze, the lingering sound, and the crisp sound of the jingling bell......

Fallen Mountains.

The golden thunder of the power of the extreme yang roared down, and each thunder contained an extremely terrifying power, which was enough to destroy the heavens and the earth.

The two obvious hollows of the Fallen Demon Mountain Range are still shrouded in the black fog that is extremely thick, and in the sky, in the dark clouds, a pair of men and women can be faintly seen, the two of them each sacrificed their magic weapons in their hands, and the lightning and thunder roared between them, and the violent thunder flashed down, and slammed into the two depressions, but the black fog above the depression gathered and did not disperse, as if forming a protective layer, and under the bombardment of the thunder in the sky, it was just tactfully churning, and the depression was surrounded by the thunder bombardment, and the mountains were shaken by the thunder bombardment, and at this moment the entire Fallen Demon Mountain Range shook with the bombardment of the thunder, and several peaks of the surrounding mountains were already shattered and collapsed by the thunder。

"Thunder Hell Tiangang"

A shout, like the wrath of heaven and man. Suddenly, the dark clouds shrouded in the Fallen Demon Mountain Range suddenly moved, looking at it, I saw that in the clouds of thousands of miles of dark clouds in the sky, the thunder that meandered and climbed in the dark clouds seemed to be pulled by something, and suddenly in an instant, it was like a snake crawling, condensed towards the two hollows of the Fallen Demon Mountain Range, and the thunder within tens of thousands of miles gathered together, how powerful it was, I saw that the clouds above the Fallen Demon Mountain Range were gradually covered by the thunder that meandered and snaked, and the black pressure gradually became an area composed of thunder, and there was a figure in the center of this area, wrapped by countless dazzling thunder。

As the surrounding thunder gathered within thousands of miles, a huge ball of thunder formed in the sky above the Fallen Demon Mountain Range, and its light became more and more dazzling.

At a certain moment, the figure in the huge thunderball in the sky flew towards the Fallen Demon Mountain Range at an extremely fast speed, like a lightning meteor flashing down in the darkness.

Rumble!

A wave of qi visible to the naked eye spread out in all directions, and the entire Fallen Demon Mountain Range was blasted out of a huge basin by this thunder figure, and the powerful thunder explosion moved the radius of hundreds of miles into a flat ground, countless thunder and lightning spread wildly like a spider's web on this vast land, and the thunder containing the power of the extreme yang scorched the entire Fallen Demon Mountain Range into a raging sea of fire in an instant.

However, after the terrifying explosion, two fireflies emitting an extremely faint purple light shuttled through the rows of peaks and forests, and disappeared at the end of the vast land in an instant......

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