The Emperor of Heaven flicked his sleeves, walked to his wife Zhiya's side, looked at her with concern that she had not yet come out of the grief of losing her mother, frowned slightly, and looked at this Ni Xian Mountain that had been destroyed by Yingmo to a barren land, you can imagine what the races in the fairy world and the god world will be like, especially the mortal world, and hurriedly said to Qianhui: " All the gods were injured, especially Feng Yi Shangxian was seriously injured, and it was important to heal his injuries, in addition, the various clans on the Immortal Mountain, as well as the Six Realms, must have also suffered disasters of no degree, this emperor will go back to the Heavenly Palace to deal with these matters first, especially the mortal realm is particularly important, and it will be handed over to the Qianhui Divine Venerable to take care of them. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Qianhui nodded solemnly. "I know, the emperor will go back first!"

The Heavenly Emperor looked at his daughter Bai Yao and said gently, "Yao'er, do your best to assist your master." ”

"Father, Yao'er knows. Bai Yao nodded obediently, looked at the sad appearance of the queen mother worriedly, and then looked at Shen Tu Rin Ye, who was standing aside without saying a word.

"Father, you have to take care of your mother. She hurriedly said to her father.

"Yes. The Emperor nodded affirmatively, and instantly disappeared with his wife Zhiya into wisps of white smoke.

Qian Hui pursed her mouth, looked at the gods behind her who were all injured, and the unconscious and dying Feng Yi who was lying there, and then raised her eyes to look at the immortal mountains around the ancient sea.

The sea surface of the ancient sea is still faintly rippling, the pavilion by the sea has become a pile of ruins, those flowers and plants that were once verdant have all withered, the temples on the immortal mountain have been damaged to varying degrees, and the disciples of all ethnic groups are injured and stand on the edge of the cliff looking at everyone above the ancient sea.

In this battle, Yingmo did not lose anything, while the entire Immortal Realm and the Divine Realm suffered heavy losses.

It was pitch black, and there was no light.

"Settle all the gods and the people of all tribes. She said to the disciples in a low voice.

"Yes. All the disciples replied in unison, only Shen Tu Rin Ye, Feng Yueli and Bai Yao did not say a word.

She knew that no matter how much Rin Ye said to him at this moment, he wouldn't listen to him, but she was worried that he would do something stupid for Fanchen, so she silently prayed in her heart that Fanchen would not be fine.

Feng Qi looked at the grief-stricken son worriedly, and felt very distressed, pursed his mouth and said, "Li'er, come and see how your uncle is." ”

Feng Yueli's face changed, and she lowered her eyes to her uncle Feng Yi, who was lying on the surface of the sea and was dying, forgetting her sad thoughts for the time being, and whispered: "Uncle." ”

With a wave of his hand, the golden seal tied to him dissipated.

Feng Yueli immediately rushed to his father and Feng Yi, and smelled urgently: "Father, are you okay?" Uncle, I have to save my uncle immediately. ”

Feng Yi shook his head with satisfaction. "It's okay, let's go back to Liuhuashan immediately, heal your uncle's wounds, and see how the clansmen are!"

"Yes. Feng Yueli picked up his uncle and flew towards Liuhua Mountain with his father, Jun Fengqi.

Seeing Feng Yueli and Feng Qi and Feng Yi leaving, all the disciples immediately left with Qian Hui and the injured gods.

At this moment, on the ancient sea, only Bai Yao and Shen Tu Rin Ye were left.

Bai Yao didn't know what was going on in the hall, and she didn't know why her mother was so kind to mortal dust.

When the dust is dead, you will be your own.

Bai Yao pursed her lips in satisfaction, looked at the lonely and sad back, and comforted softly: "Senior Brother Rinye, people can't be resurrected after death, don't be sad anymore." ”

......

"Before she died, don't you understand what she said? She said that she would leave here with Yingmo, Xiaofan, she doesn't love you anymore, she doesn't want you anymore, she chose to do this for Yingmo, even if she dies, her body is finally taken away by Yingmo, she doesn't belong to you, you forget her! You still have me, I will stay by your side forever, I won't be half-hearted, I love you alone. Bai Yao's emotions were a little out of control, in the night of Shentu Rin, she was always so humble, low, and kept praying for Shentu Rinye to give her a love, but she didn't understand that love could never be forced.

......

Looking at Shen Tu Rinye's sad back, Bai Yao slowly walked in front of him, only to see that his pale face was so white that it made people feel distressed, his deep and godly eyes on weekdays were dim at the moment, his face was expressionless, but he was sad, that handsome face made people feel distressed when they saw it, not to mention that Bai Yao loved Shentu Rin Ye so much, how could he be willing to look at him like this.

She tilted her head and looked at Shen Tu Rin Ye pleadingly. "Night, you forget about her! she doesn't belong to you. ”

Rin Ye frowned, and he slowly raised his eyes in grief.

Bai Yao showed a sweet surprise on her face, thinking that Shen Tu Rin Ye had some feelings, and happily stretched out her hands, wanting to hold up that handsome and peerless face.

Suddenly, Shen Tu Rin Ye turned into wisps of white smoke, which slowly dissipated in Bai Yao's palm.

Bai Yao's face suddenly turned pale, her smile slowly faded, and she was stunned, looking at the happiness that was almost within reach disappeared in an instant, and her heart ached indescribably.

Slowly close your eyes, cry loudly, on this ancient sea full of dark clouds and weeds, sad people become a sea of sadness.

Whoa......

Suddenly, there was a downpour in the sky, and the thunder became louder and louder, and the rain became heavier and heavier, splashing beautiful flowers on the ancient sea.

The gray sky, the rain is continuous, but the mood is like a dark and damp dirt earth, you can think of the future, you can also think of the past, step by step or you still fall into the abyss one after another, this world is sometimes really wonderful, but also changeable, unpredictable.

Maybe this minute's lover, the next second, will come to an end, maybe this is the so-called fate, when the fate arises, you can't avoid it, maybe one day when the fate of himself and Rin Ye arrives, he may accept himself.

Bai Yao closed her eyes tightly, slowly raised her head, and let the rain lap on her cheeks, although she was sad, thinking of Fan Chen's death, there was finally a trace of joy in her heart.

On the boulder of Qingxu Mountain, a black mouse tiptoed on its short and small mouse legs, looking at the ancient sea in the distance, two pink mouse hands were placed in front of the body at will, and a few long beards moved slightly.

The drifting rain had soaked all its fluffy black hair, and the absence of class clearly saw that the pair of black little eyes were shining with tears.

"You're not going to die, you're not going to die. It whispered to itself.

Sadly, he moved his nose, leaned over, ran back and forth on the boulder with his hands and feet for a while, jumped into the withered jungle, and instantly turned into a wisp of white smoke and disappeared.

Demon Realm Damang Palace.

The Demon Dragon returned to the Dementor Stone Gate, and Yingmo hurried to his own Immortal Temple.

When Yingmu and the ten Demon Venerables heard the news of Yingmo's return, they immediately rushed outside the Immortal Temple.

An hour ago, everyone was shocked by the vision in the sky, so they rushed to the Damang Palace from all races, but seeing that the demon god was not there, everyone could only wait for him to return in the Damang Palace.

"Wait here. Yingmu hurriedly commanded the ten demon venerables behind him.

"Yes. The Demon Venerable leaned down to comply.

Yingmu hurriedly stepped into the hall of the underworld, looked at the main hall with a serious expression, and saw that his brother Yingmo was not in the main hall, it should be in the hall, thinking of this, his face changed, could it be that his brother was injured?

Walk quickly to the left, through layers of black veil.

Yingmu frowned, seeing that Fan Chen was lying on his brother's bed, motionless, the white light in his eyebrows was vague, Xianyuan was about to collapse, his face was pale and bloodless, like a dead corpse, without any life.

"It's... Why is that?" He asked, still a little worried when he saw Fan Chen's appearance.

Yingmo whispered. "Get out. ”

"Brother, I can help you. Yingmu shouted earnestly, hoping that her brother would not drive her out, and that she could help her.