"The eldest prince hasn't come out yet?" Zhao Zide asked Xiaoxue.

"Back to the eldest young master, Childe has not come out of the room for several days. Xiaoxue replied. Zhao Zide frowned and sighed.

Half a month has passed since the incident of the Green Lion Immortal Venerable, and Zhang Hao has never come out since attending the funeral of his parents except for attending the funeral of his parents.

Zhao Lingyue also hid in the room, crying and crying every day. Zhao Wu's cultivation has been greatly reduced, and now only the cultivation of the early stage of Immortal Venerable remains, and it is impossible to return to the peak in this life, the damage caused by that sword qi to Zhao Wufu is too heavy.

The Bai Feng banquet began to be sent out by the sect master to run errands, and he has not come back until now. I don't know what trouble I had. However, if Bai Feng was present at the time, he would not have escaped death. Bai Feng's talent is relatively low, and he is only the peak of Da Luo Jin Immortal in ten thousand years.

Zhao Zide turned around and left, his figure was gloomy, if his strength was stronger, how could this happen, seeing his younger brother die in front of him, he couldn't do anything, and he didn't even have the qualifications to fight side by side with his father.

To be honest, the talent of himself and his younger brother is actually not bad, but he can't break through Xianzun for a long time, and his little sister arrived at Xianzun early, Zhao Zide felt that he should retreat with his wife.

Now, although there is another Immortal Emperor in Qingyun Sect, the Immortal Venerable is really pitiful, his father's foundation has been destroyed, and there is no hope for the Immortal Emperor in this life.

Zhang Hao's room.

Zhang Hao looked at the two corners of his palms with blank eyes, and couldn't help but think of the scene when his parents met him for the first time, not only his parents were happy, but he was not very happy, at that time Zhang Hao clearly felt the feeling of blood connection, not only blood, but also the soul sent out a cordial feeling, Zhang Hao did not hesitate to believe that this was his parents, just like the day his nephew was born, exactly the same feeling.

The heavy pain hit Zhang Hao, and he gradually lost his breath, and the severe pain in his heart was not much worse than cultivating the Flood Desolation Body Refining Technique, but Zhang Hao no longer felt anything.

When Zhang Hao was on Earth, he heard that his parents were persecuted to death, but that was just heard, and now he is really watching his parents turn into nothingness, and when his mother is dying, he still wants Zhang Hao to escape.

Zhang Hao couldn't forgive himself, if he hadn't had to trouble the lion, he wouldn't have had such a consequence.

In fact, Zhang Hao has always felt guilty that he killed the lion, but this is by no means an excuse for him to kill his parents, especially when he said: "The family should be neat." Zhang Hao inexplicably hated: "You want your family to be neat, don't worry, I will make you neat." ”

A faint blood mist floated around Zhang Hao, but Zhang Hao didn't notice it.

Xiaoxue stood outside the door for a long time, remembering what Zhang Hao said before the war, revealing a complicated look, feeling that her heart was slightly touched, no one has been so good to her for many years.

Xiaoxue knew the pain in Zhang Hao's heart and the pain of her relatives dying in front of her.

Once, Xiaoxue also watched her relatives die in front of her, at that time, Xiaoxue hated her weakness, hid aside and watched the murderer, and left after the murder. Until now, there has been no revenge.

Xiaoxue didn't know how to comfort Zhang Hao, she couldn't tell Zhang Hao about her pain, so she could only stand outside the door and wait for Zhang Hao to come out by himself to prevent him from having any accidents.

The entire Qingyun Sect was filled with an aura of sadness.

Above the lobby, Zhao Wuwu looked at the one-armed corpse in front of him, old tears were in his eyes, the injury that had just stabilized suddenly recurred, and blood gushed out of Zhao Wuwu's mouth.

Zhao Wuxian hurriedly stabilized his brother's injury, and it took a long time for Zhao Wuxian to stabilize his injury.

Zhao Wufu couldn't have imagined that he just asked Bai Feng to go to the Zixia Mountain Range to borrow basalt from the Qingyun Beast, and Bai Feng would die.

The night before Zhao Wu's banquet, he asked Bai Feng to ask Qingyun Beast for a few basalt stones to create a pair of inner armor for Zhang Hao, but Bai Feng didn't come back for half a month, and no one replied to send a messenger, so Zhao Wufu felt that something was wrong, but there was no one to call it.

Bai Feng's body was found by Zhao Zide in the inner courtyard of the Qingyun Sect, and when he was found, he was clutching a piece of basalt in his hand.

Zhao Zide hurriedly informed Zhao Wufu and the others, and there was this scene.

Zhao Ziyu looked at Bai Feng's corpse and couldn't believe it.

Bai Feng is the only man Zhao Ziyu who does not exclude except for his relatives, since he was a child, his father has been busy with the affairs of the sect, that is, Bai Feng has always taken care of Zhao Ziyu's three brothers and sisters, and Zhao Ziyu has always regarded Bai Feng as his own uncle.

Zhao Ziyu's chest was stuffy, and the injury was faintly about to attack, half a month ago, his younger brother and sister died, and now his close uncle died for unknown reasons. Zhao Ziyu only felt that this was even more painful than when the Taoist couple betrayed him.

Zhao Wuyong's whole person looks even older, Bai Feng has accompanied him for tens of thousands of years, and he has long regarded Bai Feng as his own brother and his younger brother, otherwise he would not rest assured that he would give Bai Feng full authority to take care of a sect, and even many people in the sect said that Bai Feng was the acting sect master.

"Heaven is going to die, my Qingyun Sect!" Zhao Wufu shouted to the sky, "Father, tell me, why do we want to protect this world, why?" As soon as the words fell, Zhao Wufu spit out a mouthful of blood and fainted, Zhao Wuxian hurriedly supported Zhao Wufu, with an unbelievable look in his eyes.

Zhao Zide and the others saw that their father suddenly fainted, and hurriedly ran to their father's side to inquire about Zhao Wuxian's condition, only to see Zhao Wuxian show a pity expression, and said, "Your father is just in a hurry, it's not a big deal." ”

"That's good, that's good. Zhao Zide was slightly relieved when he heard the uncle say this.

He was really afraid that something would happen to his father. But Zhao Wuxian's next words made Zhao Zide almost angry.

"Although there is nothing wrong with his life, your father has become a wasted person, his Dao heart has been destroyed, his cultivation has all gone, and there are only a thousand years of life left. Zhao Wuxian sighed.

Zhao Zide was speechless, and his face was pale. Zhao Ziyu was just secretly wiping tears on the side.

In autumn, the qi number of Qingyun Sect is the same as in this autumn.