Ling Hu Qing raised his eyebrows and said: "How I have nothing to do with you, you still worry about yourself!", Ling Hu Qing swung his sword and rose, but at this time he found that Luo Yi had also joined in, and said side by side with her: "What that person said just now...... Is it true?"

"Did you hear it all?" Ling Huqing didn't know when Luo Yi came and how much he heard.

"I ...... I'm just finding out now...... Many times I just live in the dreams I weave, but don't worry, I won't blame you, you are a good person, no matter who you are, I will stand with you", Luo Yi said very freely.

"Well, Senior Sister Luo, in fact, I really didn't mean to lie to you, I really can't help myself, and I feel very guilty about the harm I caused to you, but I don't know how to ...... you. ”

Luo Yi: "......." ”

"Hahaha! Interesting, interesting, I like both big beauties, or surrender quickly, I can't do it", Nangong Chen said frivolously.

Ling Huqing and Luo Yi glanced at each other, and the two of them said in unison: "Presumptuous!", the two of them were like two elegant white cranes, attacking Nangong Chen.

Nangong Chen suddenly disappeared and turned into a black dragon, full of black gas, countless disciples were swept up by this black dragon and thrown into the air, the entire Heavenly Imperial Gate simply became a Shura hell, the black gas was pressing, the black fog was filled, the disciples were staggered, and there were heavy casualties.

Ling Huqing was already injured, and now it is even worse, Luo Yi is not much better, just now the black dragon's sweep has already made her heart and lungs split, and she vomited blood, Luo Yi said to Ling Huqing: "Ye ...... Senior brother, what should I do now? This person is too strong!"

Ling Huqing's face turned pale, she looked at the disciples who were killed and injured, the expression on her face became more and more solemn, looking from a distance, Master Yuxiao didn't know where he went, and those demons and monsters were still rampant, could it be that the Heavenly Imperial Gate was really going to fall?

can't admit defeat, even if it lasts until the last moment, if the Heavenly Palace Gate is captured by this group of demons, then the world will be in chaos, and people will suffer.

Ling Hu Qing trembled and stood up with her sword, she pulled up Luo Yi on the side and said, "Senior Sister Luo, we have no choice but to fight against the water!"

Ling Huqing held the Red Heart Sword in his hand, gathered the only little spiritual power left, and prepared to launch a new round of attacks on Nangong Chen, just jumped into the air, but was gently caught by a man, this man was wearing a black mask, dressed in black, his hair was tied high, and his chest and back were broad, he gently put Ling Huqing on the ground in front of the Hall of Eternal Life, and said, "Come into the hall, just leave it to me here!"

When Hu Qing was very confused, the man in black disappeared in front of her eyes, only to see two black dragons faintly appearing in the air, one fierce and the other strong, the fight was inseparable, Tianyu Mountain was engulfed by black fog, dim, and the two black dragons soon disappeared.

Ling Hu Qing thought about it, she suddenly felt unbearable heartache, that familiar feeling came again, her spiritual power was scattered, her whole person seemed to be torn apart, she was dizzy, and she fell to the ground.

......

When Ling Huqing woke up, she opened her eyes and saw that she was lying on the bamboo bed of the thatched hut of Wuyun Peak again, and the bloody rain and bloody wind on the last day of the Heavenly Imperial Examination seemed to be a dream, an unreal dream.

She only remembered that before she fainted, she remembered a person, this person was vague, but she felt that he was quite close, and the thought of him hurt her heart. People came and went outside, but the former liveliness of Wuyun Peak no longer existed, and the disciples spoke in a very low voice, depressed and forbearing.

"The first senior brother was not lightly injured this time, alas, the dragons of Wuyun Peak have no leader!"

"Master respects his old man...... , I can't imagine it, I've been suffering for so many years, and we've always been ignorant, and we often make him angry, and now ...... Alas......!"

"Yunsong, that traitor, lackey, it was he who killed Shizun, the next time I see him, I will give up my life to avenge Shizun!"

"What about that masked woman? Forget it, let's wait for Senior Brother Shouzao to wake up...... Alas......!"

"If it weren't for the dragon descending from the sky to save my Heavenly Palace, I am afraid that the Heavenly Palace Gate would not have survived this catastrophe, but fortunately, God bless my ....... ”

......

Ling Huqing was terrified when he heard this, did Shizun really go to his old man's house? What about Rou Ji? And that person?

The thought of that person made Hu Qing's heart ache sharply, so painful that she almost couldn't catch her breath, she finally stabilized her mind, got up with the Red Heart Sword, and walked outside the house.

The sun was still shining outside the house, she couldn't help but squint, shielded the sunlight with her hands, and saw a disciple wearing linen and filial piety, she staggered over and grabbed him and asked, "Tell me, where is the master now?" The disciple saw that she looked like she was about to fall down at any time, and said: "Senior brother Shouzao, I'll take you to find the master, you should be good first!", with a crying voice in his voice.

She was helped by this disciple to move step by step to the Xiuzhen Hall, which had already been arranged into a large mourning hall, in front of the hall was a heavy white curtain, two coffins were placed in the center of the mourning hall, the flame of the ever-bright lamp in front of the coffin flickered and dimmed, and the thick dark coins in the brazier were burning vigorously.

"Master!" Ling Huqing shook off the hand that was holding her and rushed to the coffin, she saw that Xu Daozi was dressed in a white door suit, the blood stains on his face were also wiped clean, his beard was cleaned up freshly, and his expression was peaceful.

Lying in the coffin next to her was Rou Ji, her petite body was lying in the big coffin, there were blood stains and hair scattered at the corners of her mouth, and the most terrible thing was her face, from under her eyes to her chin, full of terrible scars, so that Hu Qing couldn't bear to look at it anymore, and covered her face with a snow-white handkerchief, revealing only those rather amorous eyes.

She knew Rou Ji's feelings for her master, but she didn't expect it to be such a result. When their loved ones die, they don't want to live alone in the world, they have suffered too much in this life, and it is also happy for them to die together.

"Senior Brother Shouzao, what do you think of this woman?" a disciple stepped forward to ask for instructions.

"Buried with Shizun, has the tomb been found?" asked Ling Huqing.

"Not yet. ”

"Then find a place in the peach blossom stream to build a tomb for the master and the teacher, and mourn in three days!"

"Yes!", the disciples took the order and left, but a person walked in at the door of Xiuzhen Hall, dressed in plain clothes, wearing linen and filial piety.

"Senior Sister Luo, ...... are you?" Ling Huqing was shocked in his heart, who is Luo Yi wearing filial piety for?

"Senior Brother Ye, my old man has passed away!" Luo Yi's eyes were red, and he looked very sad.

"Senior Sister Luo, you sit down and talk slowly, watch the tea!" Ling Huqing said.

"Senior Brother Ye, for the sake of the master, Luo Yi has a reluctant ......", Luo Yi seemed to be a little hesitant and hesitant when he spoke.

"Senior Sister Luo, but it's okay to talk about it!" Ling Huqing handed the tea to Luo Yi.