Elder A: "Old watch, can you lend me some paper?" ”

After Elder A returned the paper to Elder B, he turned around and borrowed it from Elder C.

At this time, Elder C took out the toilet paper and hesitated, after all, Elder C only had toilet paper. This bit of toilet paper was still put in his space ring before Elder C's cultivation level in the Bigu period was leveled, and it had been so long, if it weren't for the fact that it was a secret note vote this time, otherwise, Elder C wouldn't have taken out the note.

Elder C: "Hey, I'll just have this piece of toilet paper, or we'll be half of each other." ”

When Elder C was talking, he couldn't help but shed tears, as if he remembered the sad past. After so many years, only he knows how much he has paid to climb from the bottom to the current position. It's not like you want to write, just write it off. Any person's experience is immortal.

Elder A: "Hey, big brother, why are you crying?" If you cry, I'm too embarrassed to ask you to borrow paper again. ”

Elder A was at a loss for a moment, after all, he was just here to borrow paper, and he didn't seem to have done anything wrong!

Elder C: "It's okay, it's okay, when I see this toilet paper, I think of a lot of sad past." ”

That's it, and soon the results of the secret ballot came out. There were 251 slips of paper with one written and only 249 notes without one. The result of this third vote is finally not two hundred and five.

Sect Master: "Hey, perhaps, this is the will of heaven." ”

At this time, the sect master began to comfort Elder B. As the sect master spoke, his words were full of the taste of loss. It seems to be providential to all those present.

It was like this that the Qingyun Sect began to prepare a plan on how to occupy the Bloodthirsty Dynasty on the Western Continent.

In the early morning of the 14th day of the seventh month of the fifth year of bloodthirsty, Ye Chen stood alone on the top of the mountain and stood for a long time. At this time, Ye Chen's right eyelid kept jumping, although Ye Chen was not a superstitious person, Ye Chen always had a bad premonition, as if something bad was about to happen.

At this time, Erha had already come to Ye Chen's side, Erha didn't make a sound but stood quietly behind Ye Chen, and couldn't help but pat Ye Chen's shoulder twice.

Good brother doesn't talk much, just need to stand behind you forever.

On the 15th day of July in the fifth year of bloodthirsty, in the palace of Empress Su Xue.

Su Xue was still lying unconscious on the bed, and Xia Shiliu was always by Su Xue's side.

Xia Shiliu thought to herself: Sister Xue, you must not have anything to do, if you have something, when the elder brother comes back, the elder brother will be sad.

In the next second, Su Xue miraculously slowly opened her eyes. However, now Su Xue's body is very weak, and it is very difficult to even speak, and it seems that it is about to reach the end of the day.

"Sister Xue, you're finally awake."

Xia Shiliu shouted excitedly with a crying voice.

Since the news of Su Xue's unconscious spread quickly, the Bloodthirsty Dynasty has gradually had a tendency to be in chaos. And Mo Jianchen and Zhao Dezhu had to go around to deal with it, so as not to really have a big mess at that time, and they would really regret it.

"What's wrong with me?"

Su Xue frowned, and asked with a slight movement of her lips. Su Xue wanted to sit up, but now Su Xue didn't even have the strength to sit up by herself.

"Sister Xue, you passed out."

In the next second, Xia Shiliu couldn't help but lie directly on Su Xue's body and cry.

Originally, Xia Shiliu had the best relationship with Jiang Jiumei, but later Jiang Jiumei married Zhao Dezhu. Then the correspondence between Xia Shiliu and Jiang Jiumei became less and less, until now there is not much contact. Nowadays, everyone does not have the life to which everyone belongs, and life is no longer intersecting, but slowly separated.

"No... No... Ahem... Crying. ”

Su Xue fell asleep weakly, and while she was talking, she couldn't help coughing out a mouthful of blood.

It seems that Su Xue is really not good, according to this trend, it is estimated that it will not be long before Su Xue will return to heaven.

Xia Shiliu hurriedly took out a white handkerchief to wipe the blood that Su Xue had just vomited out, and after Su Xue vomited a mouthful of blood, her body became even weaker.

Su Xue knew that she would not live long, but Su Xue didn't want to die, and Su Xue still had unfulfilled wishes. Su Xue has been waiting for more than a hundred years, what is it for? Su Xue is unwilling, Su Xue is unwilling!

But what can you do if you are unwilling, it backfires, and you are powerless.

"Sister Xue, you must take care of your body, and I will go and get the elder brother back."

Xia Shiliu looked at Su Xue's bloodless face, and then couldn't help crying and said.

Xia Shiliu thought to herself that as long as Ye Chen came back, Su Xue would be fine.

"Don't, don't go to the Emperor. I... Don't want to... Let... Let him worry. ”

When Su Xue spoke, she felt as if she would be out of breath at any time.

On the fifteenth day of the seventh month of the fifth year of the Bloodthirsty Dynasty, Ye Chen had already returned to a city somewhere in the Zunling Continent with Yan Hanyu and the others.

On the afternoon of July 21, the fifth year of the Bloodthirsty Dynasty, Su Xue returned to heaven with the body of a virgin.

In another world, a saint who had fallen into a deep sleep suddenly opened her eyes, as if she had had a long, long dream.

However, after a while, she almost forgot the contents of the dream.

There was a lot of talk in the other world.

Passerby A: "The Holy Maiden has finally woken up, and the Ten Holy Sons Contest is about to begin." Only the victor will be able to unite with the Holy Maiden. ”

Passerby B: "It looks like it's going to change, I have to go home and collect my clothes." ”

Passerby C: "I heard that the saint's face is full of the country and the city, and the moon is shy of flowers." As long as you can see the face of the saint, even death is worth it. ”

Passer-by: "I heard that the disciples of the fifth generation of the Evil Emperor will also come." Didn't the disciples of the fifth generation of the Evil Emperor come to make trouble? What does the competition of the Ten Holy Sons have to do with him? ”

Passerby A: "Don't you know, Master Murong was rescued by the fifth-generation evil emperor when he was young. Otherwise, do you think Master Murong can live to this age? It's just that I heard that the fifth generation of the Evil Emperor doesn't seem to have any disciples. ”

Passerby B: "That's not accurate, people are evil emperors." Do I have to report back to you about anything? ”

Passerby C: "No matter what to do, we just need to watch the show, the gods fight, as long as we mortals don't suffer." ”

Passerby: "Yes, yes, what do you do." Immortals fight, it's our business. We just need to watch the show! ”