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The fat man Li on the ground squinted his eyes and looked at Jiang Pingchuan in purple robe in front of him, and smiled slightly.

"Disciple Li Chaohui welcomes Elder Pingchuan back to the sect"

Li Fatzi, who was lying on the ground, looked at Jiang Pingchuan and said with a slight grin.

Jiang Pingchuan squatted beside Fat Li, stretched out his hand and patted Fat Li's cheek, and smiled.

"Get up, don't play dead"

Jiang Pingchuan waved his hand, and the fat man in front of him returned to his original appearance, and all the scars on his body disappeared.

Li Fatzi smiled and nodded, got up from the ground and looked at Jiang Pingchuan, Jiang Pingchuan patted Li Fatzi's strong arm, and was very relieved in his heart.

After all, at the moment, it seems that only Li Fatzi is left in the entire Imperial Immortal Sect.

"Why didn't you leave?"

Jiang Pingchuan looked at Li Fatzi and asked softly, most of the disciples were transferred out when the Imperial Immortal Sect faced the attack of Kun.

But the fat man in front of him still stayed in the sect, and the fat man Li touched his head with a smile and looked at Jiang Pingchuan.

"I'm afraid that if you come back, you won't see people's hearts."

Fat Li's voice was very rich, and Jiang Pingchuan nodded.

Li Fatzi had already moved with the army, but the latecomer Fatman secretly returned to the Imperial Immortal Sect.

He was very lonely when he saw that there was no one in the Imperial Immortal Sect, and not long ago there were still disciples in the sect.

But now it is deserted, and only Li Fatzi is still guarding here in the huge Imperial Immortal Sect.

Li Fatzi would clean Jiang Pingchuan's room every day, he thought that Jiang Pingchuan would definitely come back, but he didn't expect that he really waited for Jiang Pingchuan to come back.

"Let's go"

Jiang Pingchuan looked at Li Fatzi in front of him, and said in a very lonely voice, Li Fatzi nodded, Jiang Pingchuan smiled, turned around and began to walk towards the sect.

It's just that Jiang Pingchuan just took a few steps, and he was suddenly stunned in place, and he didn't hear the footsteps of Li Fatzi behind him.

When Jiang Pingchuan looked back, the fat man Li behind him had turned into a skeleton lying quietly on the ground.

And on the fat man Li skull were four rusty long knives, Jiang Pingchuan looked at the scene in front of him and clenched his fists tightly.

It didn't occur to him that what he was seeing was just an illusion, or that what he was seeing was the scene when it happened.

Jiang Pingchuan walked aimlessly in the Imperial Immortal Sect with his own steps, as if he couldn't get out of this Imperial Immortal Sect.

Jiang Pingchuan stood on the top of Jue Zhan Peak and looked at the beacon tower in front of him, only his own purple flame was still burning on the beacon tower.

The rest of the flames were all gone, and the flame in the center that belonged to Yu Qingyang also disappeared.

Jiang Pingchuan came to Yu Qingyang's room, and just pushed the door in, and there was a fragrance on his face.

This strong aroma came from the incense burner in Yu Qingyang's room, and Jiang Pingchuan looked at the smoky room and felt slightly blocked in his heart.

Jiang Pingchuan stood in front of Yu Qingyang's bed and watched, he stood in the room for a long time.

After he finished feeling the breath left by Yu Qingyang in his room, Jiang Pingchuan turned around and walked out of Yu Qingyang's forehead room with steps.

When he just walked to the door, Jiang Pingchuan was suddenly stunned by his steps, and he suddenly turned around and bowed behind him.

"Hirakawa meets the master"

The moment Jiang Pingchuan turned around, he saw Yu Qingyang standing behind him.

But when he raised his head again, there was nothing in front of him, and Jiang Pingchuan noticed a painting hanging on the wall.

Jiang Pingchuan walked up to the painting, stretched out his hand and touched the portrait that had disappeared and only left a white background.

At the moment when Jiang Pingchuan's fingertips touched the portrait, the faint situation in front of him changed, and the portrait on the wall disappeared.

What appeared in front of Jiang Pingchuan was a green lantern, Jiang Pingchuan looked at the green lantern in front of him, and he saw his own appearance in the wick of the green lantern.

Underneath the green lantern, a stone that emitted a green shimmer caught Jiang Pingchuan's attention.

Jiang Pingchuan reached out and picked up the green stone and put it in his hand to observe.

Jiang Pingchuan saw the shadow of the jade turtle in the green stone.

"Are you asleep?"

Jiang Pingchuan looked at the green stone in his hand and muttered softly, the jade turtle was brought out by Jiang Pingchuan from the rotten sea.

Now that the jade turtle fell into a deep sleep for some reason, Jiang Pingchuan gently stroked the jade turtle in his hand and put it in his own space.

Jiang Pingchuan stretched out his hand to pick up his life lamp and stared at the flames in front of him, and now Yu Qingyang had disappeared.

Jiang Pingchuan's life lamp can only be carried by himself, Yu Qingyang once said that the life lamp is a fragile part of his mouth.

As long as your life lamp will not go out, then you can be reborn no matter what kind of damage you encounter.

Jiang Pingchuan put the life lamp into his space, and then walked to the door and closed the door gently.

Jiang Pingchuan bowed three times in front of the door, and walked his own steps to the main hall of the Imperial Immortal Sect.

"Who the hell is it, who the hell is it"

Jiang Pingchuan raised his head and looked at the roof above the main hall and shouted loudly.

He walked in the Imperial Immortal Sect, and all he could see was illusions, Jiang Pingchuan roared with red eyes.

Suddenly, a person walked in front of the door of the main hall, Jiang Pingchuan looked back at Tianming who was standing in front of him, and his expression was a little stunned.

"Tianming, you're back"

Jiang Pingchuan looked at Tianming who was standing at the door of the main hall and asked softly, Tianming nodded and walked towards Jiang Pingchuan.

Just when Tianming was just approaching Jiang Pingchuan, Jiang Pingchuan's face suddenly changed, and his Aoki Shura spear appeared in his hand.

Jiang Pingchuan stabbed through Tianming in front of him with a shot, and Tianming looked at the Aoki Shura spear that passed through his abdomen in shock.

"Why"

A large amount of blood overflowed from the corner of Tianming's mouth, and he asked in a very puzzled tone, Jiang Pingchuan looked at Tianming with a cold face, and smiled coldly.

"It's all fake"

Jiang Pingchuan suddenly withdrew his Aoki Shura spear, looked at Tianming in front of him, and said in a deep voice.

Just when Jiang Pingchuan twitched the Aoki Shura gun, Tianming in front of him looked at Jiang Pingchuan with a stunned face and slowly fell down.

"Hehe, some of this is fake, some of it is true, and unfortunately, he is real"

Just after Tianming fell to the ground, a person's voice came from behind Jiang Pingchuan.

Jiang Pingchuan looked shocked and turned to look at the person sitting on the main seat, his head was scattered, his eyes were chaotic, and his whole face was sunken.

Jiang Pingchuan stared at the old man in front of him and was very puzzled, the old man looked at Jiang Pingchuan with a slight smile and stood up with a smile. (To be continued.) )