Hai Penglai's limbs were the first to disappear, followed by the turtle body, and finally the part above the neck.

Strange to say, its limbs and turtle body exploded, turning into a cloud of mist, and then disappearing without a trace at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But its head fell from mid-air and hit the ground hard.

Not only was there a sound when we landed, but we could even feel the soles of our feet shook.

"Wang Ba!!"

"Old Sea !!"

The Ninth Master and Huang Baoshan rushed over shouting, not caring that the thunderclouds in the sky were still floating there.

I saw them watching around Hai Penglai's remnants, trembling like chaff, and several times they wanted to squat down and pick up Hai Penglai's head with their hands.

But each time, they just stretched out their hands, but silently took them back.

"The old fairy of the sea"

I watched this scene in disbelief, I just felt like my mind was being filled with paste, and all my thoughts were mixed together, and I couldn't separate them.

People are not as good as heaven.

Immortal calculations are not as good as heavenly calculations.

Maybe God is so ruthless at some point, when you think you've guessed its pace, only to suddenly realize that everything you're thinking is wrong.

The previous thunder, before it fell, had a process.

A process that allows us to react.

But the thunder that fell suddenly in the end was so without warning.

I don't know if Hai Penglai is dead now.

I don't know what we're going to do next.

Really, my mind was completely messed up, I was thinking about everything, I wasn't thinking about anything, I was completely stunned in place, and I didn't recover for a long time.

Old Man Dong reacted the same as me, and he didn't move over to look at Hai Penglai, but dropped the umbrella in his hand, stood beside me, and looked at Hai Penglai's head falling to the ground in a daze.

"Old Sea"

Old Man Dong is not young, and the conspicuous wrinkles have long climbed on his old face full of vicissitudes.

In the heavy rain, I clearly saw Old Man Dong crying.

Rain, tears.

These are mixed together, and they seem to be indistinguishable.

But at that time, Old Man Dong's tears poured out of his cloudy old eyes, but they looked so dazzling and eye-catching.

He, like us, had no idea that things would come to this point, and that he didn't even have the slightest chance of saving them.

"Boom !!"

Suddenly a thunder exploded, we all subconsciously trembled, and when we looked up, this thunder did not split into the veins of the mountains and rivers, but fell on the barren mountain opposite.

The thunder pierced the sky and fell into the barren mountains and dense forests, causing a burst of fire.

But in a matter of seconds, the fire was extinguished by the heavy rain, as if it had never appeared, leaving only puffs of white smoke drifting in the air.

At this time.

It rained heavily.

"Hai Lao Xian'er" I muttered, and without waiting for Old Man Dong to stop me, I raised my feet and ran over, but Old Man Dong was stunned for a moment, and then ran after me to the middle of the field.

Hai Penglai's head does not look like a "living thing" left behind at all, it looks like a real jade carving, and the eyes that were still shining before are full of death at this time.

No, it should be "stone gas".

Its eyes seemed to have turned into real jade, and I still can't forget the strange feeling.

From the beginning of my career until now.

I have experienced many dangers, but not once has anyone died, or rather, a "person" on my side.

Hai Penglai and I haven't had much dealing.

But at this time, it is indeed on my side.

Hai Penglai's behavior of sacrificing himself for others and facing the thunder regardless of danger moved me even more.

Unconsciously, it has become the same as the Ninth Master in my heart, just like the sunspots, they are all my companions.

A companion is a partner who can live and die together for something.

At least that's what I think.

This is the first time I've faced a situation where my dead companion has died, and to be honest, I don't know what expression I'm supposed to use to face this reality.

Is it crying? Or something else? I don't know.

At that time, my brain was paralyzed, I didn't know what I had to do, I was in a daze, my heart felt like I had been pricked by a needle, and I couldn't breathe.

I looked at the remains of Penglai and opened my mouth to speak, but suddenly found that I still didn't know what to say.

At this moment, Hai Penglai's voice suddenly came out of the mouth of the "jade carving".

The sound is thin and low, and if you don't listen carefully, you can't hear it clearly at all.

"Old Nine big-eyed thieves, foxes, Lao Dong, and Xiao Yuan, right?"

When he said these words, Hai Penglai's mouth didn't move at all, maybe it really didn't have the strength to move his mouth again.

"Mrs. Tianlei just now was fucking ruthless," Hai Penglai said, as if there was a hint of a smile contained in it, as if he was laughing at himself: "I thought I could carry a few more"

"Old Wang Ba! Stop talking!! The Ninth Master said anxiously: "You can't die!" Don't worry!! ”

"I know my situation myself, not to mention what we can't die for, how can we live all these years"

Hai Penglai cultivated immortals from living creatures, and finally entered the immortal hall, so from beginning to end, it should be in a state of living creatures, and at this time, I really don't understand what it says.

"Old Hai" Old Man Dong seemed to understand Hai Penglai's words, and his expression was a little sad.

"I've almost forgotten what we're cultivating immortals," Hai Penglai laughed, his voice became much hoarse, "But at this time, I don't have to think about these headaches anymore."

Speaking of this, Hai Penglai's skull slammed and exploded a crater out of thin air, as if someone had smashed it with a hammer.

What followed was conspicuous cracks and cracks.

"Old Wang Ba" Huang Baoshan seemed to calm down a little, looked at this scene with sad eyes, and whispered: "You should have a good rest after being fucking tired for so many years."

"Yes," Hai Penglai smiled, "It will indeed be a lot easier to die"

"Easy !!" Hu Tiansheng roared, and his old eyes were already full of tears: "I was killed by the thunder!" Your three souls and seven spirits are gone!! ”

Suddenly, Hu Tiansheng seemed to think of something, turned around suddenly, put his hands tightly on my shoulders, and kept shaking.

"Xiao Yuan!! You're a gentleman who clears your grudges!! You must have a way to preserve its soul?!! ”

"You must have a way!! Right?!! ”

"Don't be stupid!! Speak, you!! ”

I looked at Hu Tiansheng with an anxious face, opened my mouth, and said tremblingly: "I can't help the soul that was split by the thunder, I'm sorry."

After saying this, I only felt that the tears were no longer under my control, and they flowed down my face.

Hearing this, Hu Tiansheng trembled and let go of his hand.

"I'm sorry!!" I squatted beside Hai Penglai and cried bitterly: "Hai Lao Xian'er!" I'm sorry!!! I can't save you!! I'm sorry."

Actually, I'm a very useless person, and I've always felt that way since I entered the industry.

Or, luck helps me.

Or, outsiders help me.

How many times have I helped myself?

Fang Shiliang is not wrong, when good luck no longer takes care of me, then everything has to be borne by myself.

That's the case now.

Hai Lao Xian'er forcibly used his real body to carry the thunder for the sake of the thin mountains and rivers.

In the end, I couldn't even fucking reincarnate!! Out of one's wits!! Is this an ending that a hero deserves?!!

"Call!! Fast!! Lao Dong !! Can you contact someone else!! Check them out."

Before the Ninth Master finished speaking, Hai Penglai laughed twice and interrupted it.

"No time"

Hai Penglai said, there were more and more cracks on the skull, and many "jade slags" fell off the skull, and the moment they fell to the ground, they turned into green smoke and completely disappeared without a trace.

"You must resist it, anyway, you can't run for 500 miles, so it's better to fight."

Hai Penglai's voice became lower and lower, but his tone was more and more relaxed, and a sense of relief was contained in it.

"If everyone is still alive today, remember to bring a word to Xiao Xian'er"

"That kid is soft-hearted and let him remember"

"Remember not to cry!"

The last sentence seemed to be uttered by Hai Penglai with all his might, and the moment the words fell, half of its head was shattered, and the remaining half was also shattering and disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"In This World"

"It's so tiring to be alive"

At this time, the rain was still falling, and another wave of thunder was brewing in the thunderclouds.

Nothing seems to have changed.

The only thing that has changed is that in this world, there is no more Hai Penglai.

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