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The execution, which lasted for seven full days, finally came to an end.

"How?"

"Back to His Royal Highness the Red Crown, my subordinates have investigated, and they are no longer breathing."

"Good!"

A smug smile crossed the red crown's face, and then he raised his hand, raised it in the air, and ordered in a deep voice, "Withdraw the army!" ”

Red life is dead, his wish is granted, and he can also go back to his father's 'hand' to restore his life.

When the red crown left, passing by Jun Quan's side, he leaned down, looked at Jun Quan with a playful look, and teased: "Uncle Huang, your apprentice has been killed by the sun in the city. Seeing you so sad and sad, my nephew couldn't help but wonder if the person who was executed was your apprentice or your lover? In other words, it was the first time for my nephew to see Uncle Huang shed tears. ”

The monarch did not speak.

When he raised his head, his silver eyes were full of despair, empty and unfocused.

Just despair, not anger.

He is a very gentle man, he has almost never quarreled with anyone in his life, and he rarely gets angry with anyone, let alone gets angry.

"Uncle Huang, don't look at your nephew like this." A smile that was almost ghostly was drawn into the red crown's lips, "It's like I'm bullying you." Your loyalty to your father, your nephew will convey it to your father on your behalf, hahaha! ”

Laughing wildly, the red crown gradually faded away.

Jun Quan looked at the distant back of the red crown, and there was something in his silver 'colored' eyes, which had changed.

When all the obstructors left, he immediately got up and rushed to the noon 'gate' Xingtai, which was five thousand meters higher than the top of the Heavenly Frontier.

The higher you go, the higher the temperature.

About 1,000 meters, the eggs of 'chickens' can be cooked immediately if they are placed on top of the rocks, about 3,000 meters, a whole wild boar can be cooked in an instant, and at the top of 5,000 meters, even steel can be refined into water.

When he arrived at the top of the noon 'gate' Xingtai, Jun Quan's whole person was already smoking, covered in sweat, and his clothes were already soaked.

The climate was too hot, it was beyond the limits that the Yu clan could bear, and he saw everything shaky, overlapping with heavy shadows.

"Little Red—"

At the peak of the noon 'gate' Xingtai, there are hundreds of cross wooden frames.

On almost every wooden cross, there was a dried corpse of a feathered man, leaving only skin and bones, and even the skin, the gray-red 'color' of burns for a long time. The expressions on the faces of the dried corpses were very terrifying, especially their eyes, which were full of suffocating despair.

There is nothing more desperate in this world than to endure great pain, watching your life pass by inch by inch, but you can't do anything about it.

"Little Red! Where are you?! ”

When he saw these people dead, a layer of twilight appeared above the silver eyes of the monarch, and even his voice was a little choked and trembled slightly.

Soon, the monarch searched for the figure of the red life.

His crimson hair was so bright that he was nailed to a two-metre-high cross in the southwest direction.

"Little Red!"

Jun Quan ran over, and the moment he saw the tragic death of the apprentice, he was dizzy and frightened.

The boy's hands and feet had been driven into the stakes by huge nails a foot long, and the blood that had dried up had dried up, and his skin was covered with blisters, which had been sunburned and pus.

The four wings behind him were directly burned, and only the bones were left.

The young man's face was no longer able to distinguish his facial features, and he had peeled off his skin, turning over the charred black flesh and blood, and the shape was very tragic.

Jun Quan's hands trembled, and he reached the end of the boy's nose - there was not a trace of breath.

"Dead ......"

Jun Quan's hand hung down, and the tears couldn't stop falling, with a look of despair, "It's really dead!" ”

In the bottom of his heart, there was still the last faint glimmer of hope, and he secretly thought that the red life had a demon seal that could support it for a longer time, but it backfired......

"Xiao Chi, Master will take you home."

The monarch pulled out the four huge iron nails that had nailed his hands and feet, picked up the horrific corpse, and walked in the direction of the mountain.

When he turned around, the king's eyes inadvertently swept to the ground of the cross and found two seven-colored feathers.

"Has Qiling been here?"

This thought flashed through him, but soon, the monarch erased this thought, and the corners of his lips hooked up a wry smile, "I'm really 'confused' in my brain." How could Qiling come to such a place, he hated Xiao Chi the most. Xiao Chi is dead, and he should be the happiest one. ”

After getting off the noon 'gate' Xingtai, standing on the top of the heavenly frontier, the scorching temperature disappeared.

The monarch spread his eight wings and soared in the direction of Liubai Mountain.

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Liubai Mountain, West Peak. Under the Eternal Chill Tree.

Jiang Louyue picked the fruit of an eternal cold tree, about the size of a fist, showing twelve sides of ice crystals, exuding extremely pure ice spiritual power. She handed the fruit to Di Jiuchen, who was standing beside her.

"Senior brother, after taking this Eternal Cold Fruit, your 'leg' will be healed."

"Okay."

Emperor Jiuchen was refining the Eternal Cold Fruit on the side and treating himself.

On the other side, Jiang Louyue looked up at the surrounding scenery, and when she saw a silver-red 'colored' figure in the sky from far and near, her eyes lit up, and she said, "Uncle Emperor Jun is back!" ”

"How's he doing?"

"Probably not yet." Jiang Louyue's eyesight was excellent, she shook her head, and said, "He was holding a dried corpse, with tears on his face, and he looked very sad. ”

Emperor Jiuchen sucked up the last trace of spiritual power of the Eternal Han Fruit, looked at the little junior sister, sighed, and said, "If he knows the truth, I'm afraid he will be even more sad." ”

Jiang Louyue's beautiful eyes crossed a trace of doubt, and asked, "Will it?" ”

"Definitely." Emperor Jiuchen was very determined.

"But I feel that Uncle Jun Quan obviously cares more about Xiao Chi, and Qiling can't compare at all."

"That's because junior sister, you don't understand men." Emperor Jiuchen's dark eyes became deeper, "The friendship between the monarch and Qiling for more than one hundred and eighty years will not be comparable to the thirteen years of master-apprentice relationship between the monarch and Qiling?" Besides, the living will never win against the dead. ”

"Let's take a look."

Jiang Louyue took the initiative to hold Di Jiuchen's hand, took him, and walked towards the direction of the monarch's room together.

A quarter of an hour later.

In the room of the emperor's uncle, the two brothers and sisters saw a miserable dried corpse on the 'bed'~ and the monarch who was rummaging around in the cupboard.

"What is Uncle Huang looking for?" Jiang Louyue couldn't help but ask.

"Shark 'meat'!"

Jun Quan, who was busy, subconsciously responded to Jiang Louyue's words, and finally, in the corner of the cupboard, he knocked open an unusually secret compartment with a dagger, and took out a bottle made of burning rock from it.

"Shark 'meat'?" Jiang Louyue's face crossed with a 'color' of surprise.

"Found it, this is it!"