Yanqing couldn't stop his grief, hugged Qianling tightly, and didn't let anyone approach.

Qi Chu regretted it, he regretted it from the moment he came out of Jibei Daze, he was in a hurry, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Yanqing sighed deeply, so vicissitudes, so painful. It is like the old man dying and closing, like the sick struggling and swallowing, and like the suffering begging to fall.

She can't come back.

When Yan Huang and Xiu Yu arrived, they were hurriedly told by the people guarding the Ice Abyss Valley, and they were shocked and frightened between the words.

The ice abyss sealed itself, devoured the snow and slept for a long time, returned to silence for eternity, and resumed the death and sinking of the previous forbidden land of the demon world.

Qianling's body slowly dissipated into a crimson star.

The mountains and rivers are angry, and the world is overturned. Tens of thousands of rivers are flooded, floods, difficulties in escaping, and withering and decaying. The pain of the heart, the weeping of all lives.

Yan Qingxuan imprisoned the remnant soul of a thousand spirits in the torso for the body of Mizuki, preventing it from crossing the yin. Instantly, it was like a water-shaped rapid, and no one could stop it, and since then it has been hidden outside the South China Sea.

From time to time, the thick black clouds were split by thunder and lightning and cracks. The fog slowly gathered again, hiding all traces. The Heavenly Emperor's father and son were opposed, Qi Chu clenched his sword, the green tendons in his hands were exhausted, his throat rolled, and his eyes were bloodshot.

"I, Qi Chu, will never step on the Nine Heavenly Gate again in this life!" Qi Chu was gone, but the cold voice as frost had not dispersed for a long time, and it rang in the heart of the Emperor of Heaven again and again. The Emperor of Heaven stood for a long time, no one dared to go up to persuade him, and for a long time, Qi Lang brought back the Emperor of Heaven who was injured and fainted.

Qi Chu rushed to Ruoshui, but he couldn't enter.

Yan Huang and Xiu Yu returned to the demon world and took care of things again, but at this time, the demon world was full of complaints and it was very difficult.

Ning Yu looked at Huiyue Tower coldly, the white magnolia flower tree had bloomed for ten thousand years, and finally thanked, even the leaves fell in an instant. Ning Yu has a kind of successful laughter, a miserable smile, laughing at herself and laughing at Qianling.

That familiar figure appeared again, and after so long, I finally saw it again.

"Rest!" Ning Yu no longer held himself back, and rushed to the door, the cold sword on his neck. He finally glanced at himself, finally.

Hugh asked people to take the sword away, "Ning Yu, county lord." ”

Ning Yu smiled bitterly, "General Hugh is unharmed. ”

"Take the county lord back. Hugh waved his hand and went straight to Huiyue Tower. Ning Yu was carried into the room, still sitting at the window and staring, her own world was just such a small scene outside the window.

The white magnolia tree of Huiyue Tower has pulled out new sprouts and green leaves, and Shuo Shuo is in the wind. The pale white buds are faintly visible on the fingers, one petal at a time, but they do not open smoothly, as if they were forcibly peeled off, and they thank each other again, and the magnolia flower tree can no longer bloom. Hugh slammed his fist into the tree, and the new leaves fell.

Ning Yu smiled stupidly, if there were no mountains and rivers Shen Yanqing, if the Demon Emperor Qianyi was still there, everything would be the same, and Qianling was afraid that most of them would be married by the Demon Emperor Qianyi. Thankfully, no. If you can't get it yourself, others will get it, and it's tasteless in the end.

"Let's go back. The steady voice was in Qi Chu's ears.

"Father Shanhe. ”

"What Yanqing got was nothing more than the primordial spirit that Qianling had already destroyed. ”

Qi Chu was unmoved.

"Let's go back. The god of mountains and rivers sighed again and entered the water screen.

"Since you're here, why don't you persuade your apprentice. ”

"That's it. ”

The god of mountains and rivers patted Mizuki.

"I told him that if you want to follow your heart, you have to pay the price and learn to bear it. No matter what the outcome is, at least he has done it for his heart, and he will not regret it in the future. ”

"You can think about it. ”

"How's going on over there?"

"The resentment is too heavy, and after the refining of the Sansheng Pure Pool, repair the Yuan Shen and reincarnate again, but I don't know how long. ”

"I'm afraid that Qianling, she still wants to come to this world for a while. ”

"You also want to, or you want to fulfill Yanqing's wish. ”

The god of mountains and rivers smiled and said nothing, "Wait slowly." ”

"Those creatures in the demon world who died in vain should also be alive now, one demon heart, ten thousand demons are born. ”

"Did you bring Yan Huang's blood beads?"

"Well, there is also Qianyi's handwritten letter before his death. ”

"You take it, how about the Emperor of Heaven?"

"How can it be?" Tianzun didn't say anything more.

Before Qianling arrived at the extreme north of the Great Valley, he forced his will to come back and went to the bottom of the ice abyss. After killing so many people by himself, how could the Emperor of Heaven let go of the Demon Realm?

"Today's sacrifice belongs to a thousand souls.

I have made up my mind, and I will never regret it.

In my body, I offer a holy artifact.

All things of the demon clan, the ghost of Kyushu.

Eat my body, drink my blood.

devour my soul even to immortality.

and even rebirth to resist the hatred of heaven.

If you get my wishes, you can multiply.

Life after life, forever in vain. ”

Thousands of spirits were born and sacrificed to the sacrificial holy vessels.

The blood-devouring beast roared, the snake spirit separated from its body, and the thousand spirits were manipulated by the evil shadow to the extreme north of the north.

Qi Chu arrived at the Yiyin River, and the Yiyin River was still the same as before. He Lao was still sitting on the bow of the boat with a bamboo pole, but the exposed skin was like old wrinkled bark.

"Coming?" said the old Yiyin River's hoarse voice.

"River Lao, I, regret it. Qi Chu recalled the resolute ruthlessness of the day.

"That's it, that's it. The old voice of Yiyin River trembled, "The old man can't use your eyes now, are you willing to guard here for the old man?"

Qi Chumu nodded.

"Old man, I can't wait for her. ”

"I wish I thought that if she came," the old voice of Yiyin River was crying, "The old man is still there, and he can still look at her." ”

The old man of Yiyin River trembled slightly and got up and disembarked from the boat. The bamboo pole turned into a long flute, and the flute was heard from afar, and the sound of the flute was far away and whimpering, like crying and complaining.

"The fate of fortune, the once-in-a-lifetime love disaster, luck and misfortune, it is really difficult to say. The old voice of the Yiyin River was desolate, and he walked a few steps to the shore, turned around and faced the Yiyin River, where the old and decayed Lost Valley God Tree stood, the roots of the old tree were intricately coiled on the ground, and stretched out on the Yiyin River to form a bridge in the place where the boat originally listened.

The heart is knotted, the person is not returned, and the bridge is looked at to mourn.