Qiuqiu stretched out his hand in vain, but the human hand couldn't grasp the streamer.

"Master." She called softly.

There was silence all around.

After a while, she whispered again, "Master." ”

She sat still.

The color of the canopy overhead fades. Not only the canopy, but also the medicine garden, the stone fence, and the distant mountains, the color is getting lighter and lighter, and even the shape is becoming blurred, just like the ice and snow under the scorching sun, which is rapidly melting.

This illusion is about to collapse.

It may be that the owner of the illusion has removed the barrier she has erected.

But it could also be that the owner of the illusion has left forever, and this illusion has lost its source of power and can no longer be maintained.

In the end, she sat in an empty pure white, there was no heaven and earth, no everything, only a blank blank.

Qiuqiu felt her spiritual power gradually recover, and she stood up and walked forward.

The blank illusion in front of her was torn open, and the light blue sky light penetrated through the gap, illuminating her eyes for a while.

The illusion was pierced by the light, shattered into pieces and scattered.

Qiuqiu looked through these fragments blankly and looked at Shi'er.

"Master, are they leaving?"

What Fujia Zhenren and Yuxia Zhenren left, they didn't know, or later Changyi Zhenren saw the message left by Fujia Zhenren, and sighed that this senior was really a divine dragon who saw the head but not the end, and the formation of Wulou Mountain was like nothing to him.

As for why this real person of the compound generation left Xiuyuan Mountain and stayed incognito in the small town of Heshan to mess around, and how he cultivated to this day's unpredictable skills, these secrets were annihilated with the departure of him and Yuxia Zhenren. No one knows anymore.

Everyone knows that the two of them are gone, and the chance of seeing each other again is slim. But many more people are not so sad and sad.

Maybe there is, but only a few or three people.

More people were looking in the direction of Xiuyuan Mountain, and the shock from there could be felt clearly.

A sect that has been passed down for thousands of years. A mountain of immortals stretching for hundreds of miles is collapsing.

Qiuqiu's feelings are clearer and clearer than others.

She didn't know if there would be any mysterious feelings and connections between each member of the sect and the sect.

Xiuyuan Mountain was still shrouded in a gloomy fog, and nothing could be seen.

But in the autumn and autumn, I can clearly feel that something is peeling off and collapsing layer by layer, and my heart seems to be tightly grasped and clenched. It hurt so much that she couldn't breathe.

Shi'er hugged her tightly, Qiuqiu's body curled up, her face pale, and her teeth clenched.

Shi'er lowered her head to hear her faint moans, and the occasional clear words were all calling Master.

The collapse of the formation lasted for almost three or four hours, and after everything was calmed down, Xiuyuan Mountain no longer existed. Landslides and peaks cracked. The main peak of Xiuyuan Mountain. The peaks of Pipa Peak, Lotus Huā Peak, and Longevity Peak are all gone. Especially the main peak. It was so shattered that I couldn't even find a fist-sized stone. The rain and snow are all over the place, and it's still endless.

As for people. Not a single one escaped.

Fujia Zhenren once said that those disciples. Probably alive.

But now he and Yuxia Zhenren have chosen Jade Burning, and the name Xiuyuan was also taken by Yan Mingzhen, the founder of the society. Where the word Xiuyuan comes from, there have always been different opinions. Some people say that Yan Ming Zhenren once met the fairy fate when he was young, and the cultivation of the fate was taken precisely because of this, in order to cultivate the immortal fate. Some people also say that Yan Ming Zhenren once had a close lover, but the two had a deep relationship, separated by life and death, and the word "relationship" was to repair the relationship in the next life.

Whatever the possibility, all that is left for posterity is endless speculation.

Qiuqiu stood on the ruins of the main peak, unable to find even the slightest trace of the past.

When she came, she still had a thousandth, one in ten thousand, hope, thinking that maybe she could find Master, who was still alive......

But now there is not even a trace of it.

The former main hall, Zhixingtai, library building, Pipa Peak, the small courtyard where she lived......

It's all gone.

Qiuqiu looked around blankly, if it weren't for others saying that this was Xiuyuan Mountain, she wouldn't believe it at all.

At never before had she understood the true meaning of the word destruction so clearly as she did now.

When the word destruction became a reality in front of him, Qiuqiu could realize how cruel this was.

Without a glimmer of hope, everything would cease to exist. Beautiful, spiritual, and vibrant...... All were destroyed.

Qiuqiu lingered on the ruins for two days, and when she came back at night, she only held the sword spike that Yuxia Zhenren had replaced before. That was when she saw that Yuxia Zhenren's sword spikes were old and had faded, and she re-knitted a sword spike, with a moon silver line on it, and tied a very good-looking hibiscus huā knot, at that time, Yuxia Zhenren also smiled and said that this sword spike is very strong at a glance and can be used for a long, long time.

Now, of course, the sword spike has also disappeared along with the sword, as well as the owner of the sword, and the old sword spike that has been replaced is like some comfort from Qiuqiu, and she holds on tightly.

Shi'er stood in front of the door, and the room was dark.

He pushed open the door and walked in, Qiuqiu sat on the low couch with his knees crossed, staring blankly at a certain place in the void.

"Why don't you hold the lamp?"

He sat down in front of her.

"I don't want to see the light." Qiuqiu whispered, "Let me stay a little longer." ”

Why is she afraid of seeing the light?

Shi'er had the same experience as her.

When his mother died early and his father died, he also wanted to hide himself and no one wanted to see him. Darkness at this time is like a layer of protection. And once there is light, under the light, there is nowhere to hide sorrow.

Shi'er took one of her hands and held it in her palm.

The room was quiet, and Shi'er sat with her for I don't know how long, and Qiuqiu finally spoke: "I don't think this is true." How could Master cruelly abandon me...... When I thought that I would never see Master again, and that no one would answer my call to her, my heart felt as if it had been torn in half, and half of me thought it was ridiculous, how could this be possible? It must not be true. But the other half hurt so badly, it hurt so much that I felt like I couldn't breathe, I knew what it meant to lose, I had already lost Master once. But it wasn't so uncomfortable last time......"

"I feel so bad."

Shi'er didn't make a sound.

He has a spiritual connection with Qiuqiu. In the past, Qiuqiu's spiritual sense gave him the feeling of a fresh and bright color, but now it has become obscure and sluggish, and the melancholy atmosphere is so thick that it is like ink that cannot be dissolved.

"I regret it. I knew that this would happen, I would definitely not have promised Master to return to the Central Plains, I would rather her stay in Jiufeng forever......" Qiuqiu looked at the sword spike in his hand.

The sword spike is the simplest small wishful knot, and the tail of the silk spike is slightly worn out, and the length is uneven.

"Shi'er, I feel uncomfortable, I miss Master so much."

I will never see her again, no matter how much I shout, I will never hear her respond again.

The world is so big, but there is no place to find her.

Qiuqiu finally cried bitterly.

Shi'er hugged her tightly. Whispered in her ear: "You still have me." ”

I have been waiting for Qiuqiu to be extremely tired. He fell into a deep sleep. Shi'er didn't put her down either.

Qiuqiu was on his lap, his brows furrowed slightly, and there were tears on his face.

Shi'er wiped her face with her sleeve.

He knew Qiuqiu would figure it out. Maybe tomorrow, the day after tomorrow. She won't be depressed for long, she will cheer up. In the current situation, even grief is a luxury.

The jade and stones of Xiuyuan Mountain were burned, and all the people in the door did not survive. But it doesn't mean that all the monsters on the mountain are buried with them. Mind Demons should be disembodied like Nightmare Demons, will they die with the collapsing formation? What if they had already left before the formation collapsed?

None of this is for sure.

Shi'er looked up.

Monsters are very cunning, they rarely confront people head-on, but always lurk in the shadows, unexpectedly delivering vicious and deadly blows.

Shi'er had a feeling that even if the other monsters were buried in Xiuyuan Mountain, the one that Fujin Zhenren had encountered should not be wiped out so easily.

Qiuqiu will definitely figure this out too.

She will definitely continue to investigate, not only to avenge her master, but also to have an innocent and pure sense of justice in her heart. She knew the horror of monsters, and knew that they might be about to wreak havoc on the Central Plains like hundreds of years ago, and she might be dazed and afraid, but she wouldn't back down.

Cheer up, that doesn't mean she's forgotten about the pain.

She will miss her master and bury all these wounds of herself.

The growth of a person is the accumulation of layers of precipitated past events and pains that pave this road. Every step forward on this path will not be easy.

Qiuqiu slept deeply.

She was so tired. She has been tense for the past few days, both physically and mentally has reached a critical point.

Shi'er's hand pressed on her back, and her spiritual power slowly but carefully combed her meridians.

He heard footsteps approaching, stopped at the door, and after a short time he was moving away again.

He could hear who it was.

The guard also heard two people in the room.

One is, of course, Qiuqiu, judging by the breath, he should be asleep. There is no doubt who the other person is.

He didn't have to go in.

Walking out of the courtyard, Guan Wei saw a person standing at the stone fence on the edge of the cliff on the mountain road.

His eyes sank slightly, and he walked over to that direction.

Fang Zhenren heard his footsteps, but he didn't look back or turn around.

He looked in the direction of Xiuyuan Mountain, motionless.

The guard stood beside him.

The moon peeked out of the clouds, and a cold silver glow sprinkled over the vast mountains.

Guan Wei seemed to hear a sigh.

But if you pay attention, you can't hear it again.

It's like the sound of the wind in the mountains, maybe he heard it wrong.

"Do you regret it?"

Fang Zhenren didn't answer.

He certainly wouldn't say he regretted it.

But he didn't say he didn't regret it.

He remembered that he had rejected her, and that when he had left her, the moonlight was so clear that it was exactly the same.

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