Jiang Pingchuan had just arrived at the Sanjiang County Ya when he could vaguely hear the cries of Zhou Fu and Mrs. Zhou coming from the back hall, and the voice was grief-stricken.

Jiang Pingchuan looked at the group of people at the entrance of the yamen chattering and discussing something, at this moment he felt that the world was spinning, and his mind was full of Zhou Ning'er's figure.

Her laughter, her funny, her anger, her coquettishness, and her pink face gradually blurred in Jiang Pingchuan's mind, and Jiang Pingchuan's spirit began to trance.

When everyone saw Jiang Pingchuan coming back, they all closed their mouths and quietly withdrew to make way for Jiang Pingchuan, and everyone in Sanjiang County knew that Zhou Ninger liked Jiang Pingchuan.

In everyone's eyes, they also think that Zhou Ninger and Jiang Pingchuan are a match made in heaven, but they don't fulfill people's wishes today.

Jiang Pingchuan walked towards the back hall step by step, he walked past one blood stain after another, and the ground was covered with the shredded flesh of dead corpses, exuding a thick rancid stench.

Some have turned into white bones without the control of the controller, and some have turned into a pool of black blood.

Jiang Pingchuan walked to the inner hall in a trance, he saw the purple skeleton, the skeleton exuded a faint purple light, but it was not lying next to Zhou Ning'er.

It lay quietly in a piece of minced meat, and Jiang Pingchuan finally knew something, Zhou Ning'er really had an accident.

It was because he was bent on killing the black-robed man that he didn't notice Zhou Ning'er, although Zhou Ning'er's death was not caused by himself, but it had nothing to do with him.

"Woo woo"

Mrs. Zhou lay in Zhou Fu's arms and cried to death, and the people around her got out of the way when they saw Jiang Pingchuan coming, they didn't speak, and they didn't know how to comfort Jiang Pingchuan.

Jiang Pingchuan stood next to Zhou Ning'er's corpse, it was not a complete corpse, as if it had been frantically bitten by something.

Zhou Ning'er's face was bitten miserably, losing its former brilliance, a row of white teeth was exposed below the nose, and all the skin and flesh were bitten.

Her eyes were also pulled out and turned into two black blood holes, her limbs were incomplete, the stomach and intestines of her abdomen were torn out and dragged far away, her hair was bitten bald, and there were strands of hair all over the ground, these strands of hair were reflected in Jiang Pingchuan's eyes, and they were densely entangled around him, his eyes began to be hazy, everyone looked at Jiang Pingchuan quietly, and everyone could feel that Jiang Pingchuan was very abnormal at this moment, looking at Zhou Ning'er's body with an expressionless face.

Kneeling down, Jiang Pingchuan knelt down in front of Zhou Ning'er's corpse and looked at the tattered pink gauze skirt, some of which were still bare and completely white.

Jiang Pingchuan took off the white robe on his body to cover Zhou Ning'er's body, stood up, walked to the pile of minced meat, picked up the purple skeleton in his hand, trembled, and returned to Zhou Ning'er's side, still kneeling.

He didn't speak, no one spoke, only Mrs. Zhou was still sobbing, Jiang Pingchuan hung the purple skeleton around his waist, covered his face with his hands, hunched his back and trembled and sobbed.

He has never cried in front of so many people, when he cried, Maoqiu had seen it, no one had ever seen him cry again, and now he cried, crying silently but more sadly than anyone else cried.

I have been in Changfeng Continent for half a year, and I have the shadow of Zhou Ning'er in these times, and I still remember the first time I saw Zhou Ning'er, the stupid woman was afraid that she was a charlatan who cheated her father's money.

Coating her face with flour startled herself, she remembered that she ate Yangchun noodles made by her own hands every day, which was fragrant Yangchun noodles, which was the most special Yangchun noodles in Zhou's noodle restaurant in a hundred years, and only he had eaten them.

When I went shopping, I touched the rouge gouache on my face, and when I slept, I always liked to lie in my room and didn't want to let myself sleep.

In the early morning, she always forced herself to get up to accompany herself, sat on the stone bench next to her and watched herself review Maoshan fitness techniques, and was afraid of lightning when it rained, but she liked to take the weird purple skeleton out for a walk. After passing Cuifeng Tower, she was pulled and yelled by the girls, she would always hold a folding fan to help herself get away, and when she got rid of the girls, she always snorted coldly at herself, shook her hair, and walked away quickly.

She fell asleep sweetly on the bank of the Pushui River, and that night she was awake lying on her back and laughing secretly, and from time to time she would blow a breath and scare the fireflies on her head everywhere

All the past came to mind at this moment, Jiang Pingchuan opened his eyes, his pupils turned a thick purple, and everyone felt a strong cold air.

Jiang Pingchuan folded his hands and his palms were filled with purple qi, which was the hidden aura in his body, which came from the aura he obtained when he watched the starry sky that night.

Jiang Pingchuan put his palm on the white robe and slowly meditated on the "Ten Thousand Laws" repair chapter in his mind, he was a comprehensive true qi and could learn more repair-type exercises.

But there is only one thing here that can be used on Zhou Ning'er's body, and it can only be used to repair the corpse, and there is no way to resurrect it at all.

Zhou Ning'er is not a cultivator, there is no basic Dao Tian, what Jiang Pingchuan can do now is to give the person he loves an original appearance, and he can't do anything else.

The first time he calmed down, he realized that he was so small in the sky and the laws of heaven and earth, and the sky above his head seemed to be laughing at him.

How can the light of rice grains compete with heaven and earth?

"Obey the will of heaven, round the body, collect the remnants, gather lilies, return to the body, and edict"

Jiang Pingchuan put away his palm, quickly recited the mantra, concentrated the purple aura to his fingertips, and pointed it towards Zhou Ning'er's eyebrows, and everyone present looked at Zhou Ning'er lying on the ground in shock.

Under the white robe, the place that should have been eaten and turned into potholes was slowly squirming, and no one felt sick to their stomachs when they saw such a scene.

Instead, he held his breath and looked at the constantly changing corpse in front of him, and as Jiang Pingchuan's eyes became more and more blurred, Zhou Ning'er's body had recovered most of it.

The little pink face was back, the hair was in a bun, and the missing limbs were constantly being reassembled.

After the last trace of purple breath in Jiang Pingchuan's hand entered Zhou Ning'er's body, a miracle did not happen, and Zhou Ning'er did not wake up.

Jiang Pingchuan knew that Zhou Ning'er couldn't wake up, he could only repair her body, and he didn't have the ability to bring her back to life.

"Pingchuan, Ning'er her"

Zhou Fu looked at Jiang Pingchuan, whose face was pale and bloodshot, and his eyes were empty, and asked softly, in their hearts, Jiang Pingchuan was an invincible existence.

In the half a year that he came to Sanjiang County, there was nothing that Jiang Pingchuan couldn't do, and there was no problem that he couldn't handle, at this time, everyone wanted to know if Jiang Pingchuan could save Zhou Ning'er, but when they saw Jiang Pingchuan shaking his head with a sluggish face, everyone slowly began to understand that people can't be resurrected after death.

Jiang Pingchuan picked up Zhou Ning'er and walked towards the outside of the county office, everyone present looked at it silently with sad expressions, their hearts were very painful, and they watched Jiang Pingchuan hugging Zhou Ning'er with his own hands.

Everyone's hearts were blocked, and the county lord helped Gao Yao to watch Jiang Pingchuan slowly walk in front of them.

Gao Yao broke free from his father's support and ran to the gate of the county office, knelt straight in the direction where Jiang Pingchuan was walking, holding Zhou Ning'er, and bowed his head deeply.

Everyone saw that Gao Yao actually knelt down in front of Jiang Pingchuan and was in a trance for a while, and Jiang Pingchuan didn't say anything about the trace of the black-robed man, but maybe he was dead.

Wu Daochang was shocked into minced flesh by the aura emanating from the purple skeleton, and Gao Yao suddenly realized his mistake and knelt on the ground, he was kneeling Jiang Pingchuan, and he was kneeling to all the people of Sanjiang County.

Jiang Pingchuan walked to Zhou's noodle restaurant step by step with Zhou Ning'er in his arms, and the lively Sanjiangji was surprisingly quiet today.

The vendor who set up the stall had a sad face, the fortune teller took off his flag, the girls of Cuifenglou rarely did not shout at Jiang Pingchuan, the meat seller put away his pig-killing knife, and the old scholar of the folding fan stall unconsciously opened his painting scroll and silently drew this scene

A man with a sad face was holding a sleeping girl, the man was dressed in white, and the woman in his arms was wearing a pink gauze dress with a serene expression, as if enjoying the man's embrace

Yu Lao on the bank of the Pushui River held the thousand feather crane who had fallen asleep and looked at the sky above his head, and kept thinking about the last wish of the thousand feather crane in his head.

Yu Lao walked to the side of the Pushui River with a thousand feathered cranes in his arms, and put the body of a thousand feathered cranes in the river water, and hundreds of sharp-horned scale fish jumped out of the water and slowly sank into the river with the corpse of a thousand feather cranes.

Yu Lao stood on the bank of the Pushui River and spread out his palms, and in his palms lay Jiang Pingchuan's two pieces of Dao crystals, which no longer had any crystal clear luster.

Just like two ordinary crystals without the slightest breath, Thousand Feather Crane said that these two Dao crystals are very special, and they are beyond the Three Realms and Six Laws.

It's a pity that special things have a master, and he can't erase the mark left by Jiang Pingchuan on it, and he forcibly wants to fuse but is counterattacked.

He was glad that even if he went mad, he still maintained a heart of awe, and he did not obsessively fuse Jiang Pingchuan's Dao crystal.

Otherwise, he might not need Jiang Pingchuan to make a move at all, and he would have died, and his last wish was only that Yu Lao could help him.

Yu Lao looked in the direction of Sanjiang County and put away the two Dao crystals.