Chapter 155 owes you a candlelight night talk

Is this a whole decompression ball for yourself?

It's okay to take it out and beat it up, but it can't be broken anyway.

Wu Yue laughed at her thoughts, shook her head, and threw the woman behind.

Identifying the direction, Wu Yue's heart sank slightly, and he walked towards the original site of the Ziyang Immortal Sect.

The broken stone steps, the collapsed hall, and the broken stone tablet only have the word Immortal Sect left.

Climbing the stone steps, there are corpses forgotten by time everywhere, and the picture is still everywhere as Wu Yue sees.

The stone steps and squares stained red with blood seem to have just happened.

Wu Yue's heart trembled slightly.

She could see that the reason why this place could remain unchanged was because someone had great magic power to seal this place.

Who is it?

It's hard to say that there are people in the Ziyang Immortal Sect who have escaped the catastrophe and are still alive?

Wu Yue's heart couldn't help but beat lightly, and her vigilance was also raised to the extreme.

Just experienced a life-and-death battle with a crazy woman,

This will, and I found that there may be people from the Ziyang Immortal Sect who survived here,

It feels ......

Nervous with anticipation, anticipation and a little worried.

If there is really someone at this site, how did this surviving doorman spend all these years?

Day and night shut himself up in this ruin,

Watching the blood of the same door converge into a river,

Watching the tragic corpses of their fellow disciples die day after day, year after year.

Wuyue can't imagine what this doorman who lived in the tragedy of destroying the door back then has become now?

If she was allowed to live day after day on the day when the Five Elements Mountain was destroyed, she would have become a demon long ago, and maybe she would have done something.

Taking a deep breath, Wu Yue's expression was extraordinarily calm.

Step by step, he approached the original main hall of the Ziyang Immortal Sect.

That is, on the day of the accident, the people of the Ziyang Immortal Sect gathered.

At that time, there was Le Qian'er's body lying in the center of the main hall, and I don't know if it is still there.

Thinking of the cute chatter that had a brief contact with her, Wuyue's speed couldn't help but speed up by two points.

Soon, the collapsed hall appeared in front of him.

On the square outside the main hall, the tragic scene made Wu Yue couldn't help frowning.

Some were doormen who had greeted her, and some were unfamiliar faces.

The expressions of these disciples of the Ziyang Immortal Sect before they died were anger, hatred, nervousness, fear, and indescribable unwillingness and grief.

These unwillingness, these hatreds, and these grief and indignation condensed into a biting chill and anger, making the entire Ziyang Immortal Sect as cold and cold as purgatory.

"Jiuzhi Mountain Wuyue, take the liberty of disturbing, and ask the seniors to come out and see it."

Breathing, breathing, Wuyue's voice is calm, peaceful and sincere.

......

......

......

There was no response, and the temperature around him dropped a few degrees, becoming more and more cold.

The corners of Wu Yue's mouth twitched, watching one figure after another float up from the corpses on the ground, and then looked at her coldly.

"Uh......"

"Jiuzhi Mountain Wuyue once hit it off with Le Qian'er, the fairy of your sect, and they were each other's confidants.

I came here today, but I couldn't send a message in advance, and I hope that your predecessors Haihan. ”

I don't know if Le Qian'er's soul is still here, so I shouted first.

Looking at the souls that appeared one after another, Wu Yue's heart was indescribably heavy.

These souls are trapped here.

Why?

Looking at the situation in front of them, although that woman tortured and killed the disciples of the Ziyang Immortal Sect, she did not hurt their souls.

Since the soul is undamaged, why did he not enter the Yellow Spring, but was trapped here?

Along the way, she discovered this problem, and she has been pondering the reason in her heart.

Could it be that the man deliberately left the souls of these men here?

Thinking about it, Wuyue shook her head.

It doesn't make sense.

If that man had a grudge against the Ziyang Immortal Sect, there was no need to kill that crazy woman, and also sealed her consciousness here, so that she would never turn over.

If it weren't for that man, could it be said that the sect members of the Ziyang Immortal Sect were lucky enough to survive?

How is this possible?

Leaving all the souls of their fellow disciples here, cutting off their path of reincarnation, and letting their souls wander here like lonely souls and wild ghosts?

This is even more cruel than the madwoman abusing and killing these people.

Unable to think of a reason, Wu Yue could only break the silence here and find out the possible doorman.

If there is no Le Qian'er's brief intersection,

Without that man's punch chance,

Wu Yue is at most curious to take a look, and then how far away, how far to hide, will definitely not care about this is likely to be chased and killed by the ghosts.

Every soul here is a terrible ghost and a murderous soul who has been trapped here for I don't know how many years.

She is not a stupid roe deer, she always puts her own life on the line to satisfy her curiosity.

There are more and more murderous spirits surrounding them.

The initiator, who has not been seen until now, still did not respond.

Could it be that I guessed wrong?

These souls are not trapped here, but they are too resentful to die, and they are unwilling to leave?

That's not right, there is clearly a great mana used here.

With such obvious mana fluctuations, how could she admit her mistake.

Just when Wu Yue muttered in her heart, whether to leave here first, there was finally a response.

Dry, hoarse voice: "Are you Wuyue?" ”

The words are slow.

It seems that it has been too long since I haven't spoken, so these four words are extremely difficult to say.

Although the voice was dry and hoarse, I could still hear that it was the woman's voice.

Wu Yue's heart jumped.

The voice......

Unsure of the opening: "Le Qian'er? ”

"It's me." With the sound sounded.

In Wuyue's slightly surprised eyes, the collapsed hall quickly returned to Wuyue's familiar majestic appearance.

Le Qian'er, or the Le Qian'er who had a temporary relationship with Wuyue.

Dressed in a goose yellow dress, with a round face and deep dimples.

Le Qian'er, but it's not the Le Qian'er that Wuyue is familiar with.

A chest without a heart is still a blood-colored hole.

Empty eyes, no focus.

Even if you look at her, it seems that you don't see her.

Wu Yue sighed: "Fellow Daoist, long time no see." ”

For a while, I didn't know what to say.

How long has it been, looking at Le Qian'er like this, Wuyue's throat is a little panicked.

"Long time no see."

Le Qian'er slowly walked towards Wuyue, and her eyes gradually became focused.

It wasn't until there was a figure of Wuyue in the empty eyes that he struggled to resist a shallow smile.

"Fellow Daoist, Qian'er has lost her words."

"Nope."

Wu Yue shook her head lightly and said with a slight smile: "Farewell that day is for today's goodbye."

Fellow Daoist, Wuyue owes you a candlestick night talk.

Today, I came to return the situation.

Sorry, I'm late. ”

"It's not too late." Le Qian'er stretched out her cold, stiff little hand, trying to hold Wuyue, but stopped when Kankan pulled it.

Slowly lowered her head and glanced at the hole in her chest, and there was a trace of amazement in Le Qian'er's eyes.

"Daoyou ......"

Wuyue wanted to persuade, but couldn't open her mouth.