The originally lush Monte Cristo was now charred and black, with black ashes all over the rocks, but the cross-shaped Monte Cristo was now like a hell on earth, with all kinds of strange rocks standing on the mountain like demons.

Even in the daytime, it looks extremely eerie, and it is said that at night there are bursts of ghost crying, and the grievances of those who died tragically at the hands of the Death Alchemist Guild linger on this Monte Cristo, and they do not want to leave for a long time.

Even so, there were many travelers from all over the world at the foot of Monte Cristo, who stopped at the foot of Monte Cristo, unwilling to leave for a long time, as if reminiscing about the earth-shattering battle of that night.

That night, the blood moon appeared, and the entire world was bathed in crimson light, and just as everyone was desperate, the sword god reappeared in their field of vision.

And after the defeat of the blood god, this sword god suffered a punishment from God, the whole sky was like boiling water, and huge lightning bolts were downstairs in the air as if they didn't want money, even ordinary people who were far away in the sky were awakened by this huge thunder.

A swordsman with a two-handed heavy sword on his back, standing at the foot of Monte Cristo for a long time, refused to leave, and after a long silence, he slowly knelt down on one knee and bowed very solemnly to the charred Monte Cristo.

"The sword god is above, and he is worshiped by the iron pillar!"

The swordsman said with a solemn face, and only slowly left when the sun set.

Such a scene happens almost every day, if the mountain has a spirit, maybe he will also sigh the twists and turns of his life, obviously has a cross-shaped Monte Cristo but does not have the slightest aura, it is precisely because of this that it was not selected as a holy place by the Holy See, but who would have thought that this place has become the nest of death alchemists who have always been against the Holy See.

And now there is a third identity here, suspected of the fall of the sword god, even if no one wants to believe that this sword god is dead, but there are many signs that this sword god may really have died in an ominous situation.

"Even if you become a god against the sky, you still can't resist this God!"

Just three days ago, the Pope's sigh was passed out by whom, and it suddenly caused a major earthquake on the mainland, and even the Pope who received the oracle said so, it seems that this sword god has really died ominously.

Some people have even made up the scene that these saints have not been able to see, it is said that Hua Yunfan turned into countless ashes after the dissolution, and these resentful spirits wandering in Monte Cristo are the embodiment of this sword god's unwillingness.

But this rumor is very untenable, the sword god is more like an existence that cannot be desecrated by these people, and it also represents a trace of yearning for beauty in people's hearts.

The time has gradually entered the late autumn, and the undulating mountains have been shrouded in gold, as the dragon capital of the middle dragon, but at this time there are bursts of mourning.

A team carrying the coffin of the old emperor of the Zhonglong Empire, walking towards an imperial mausoleum that has just been completed in the southeast of the dragon capital, the four princes who have become the new emperor are wearing a white filial piety dress at this time, riding on a white high-headed horse and walking at the front of the team with a sad face.

Even this other world will be said to be safe in the earth, and at this time, more than three months have passed since the night of bloodshed in the palace, and the construction of this magnificent mausoleum has finally been completed.

Hundreds of people spontaneously followed behind the spirit sending procession, they also wanted to send the old king to the last part of the road, and the spirit sending team became longer and longer as they advanced, all the way to the mausoleum.

As the most well-known academy in the Middle Dragon Kingdom, all the teachers and students of Qianfu Academy attended this huge funeral at this time, of course, there was a girl missing, and the girl who was still guarding in front of Huayunfan's window was missing.

Xue Wei was lying on the side of Hua Yunfan's bed with a tired face at this time, but her originally pretty face was full of vicissitudes and exhaustion, but these days were very tormenting for Xue Wei.

Today is actually a special day for Xue Wei, once upon a time today was the day that Xue Wei looked forward to the most, but now Xue Wei's heart is full of grievances and unwillingness.

Once when Xue Wei was separated from Wanzhi, she once made an agreement that Wanzhi and Su Muzhan would accompany her on her birthday together.

But today, Xue Wei lost the initial joy because of Hua Yunfan's injury, and at the same time, the communication between her and her father had been cut off for about half a month, and the last news half a month ago was the news that Su Mu Zhan was escorting the dart to the Demon Beast Mountain Range.

Now, she has never received any news about Su Muzhan, which makes Xue Wei's heart always go up and down, she always has a bad premonition, and always feels that something seems to be something to her father.

A ray of golden light shone in from outside the house, and the time had reached dusk, and the team that had rushed back from the imperial tomb had returned to the dragon capital at this time.

Just when Xue Wei raised her head to look at the golden world outside the window, Hua Yunfan's fingers moved slightly, Hua Yunfan had lost consciousness these days, but the green grass in his body was constantly moistening Hua Yunfan's body with a trace of green light.

After 3 months of repair, Hua Yunfan's body at this time finally regained a trace of vitality, and in these three months, Zhonghua Yunfan did not give up cultivation, and he has been constantly contemplating the sword light that seems to be born of heaven and earth in the stars.

This period of time has made Hua Yunfan have a lot of different thoughts about his sword intent, just like the vast sword technique has become more and more with the power of the stars, but Hua Yunfan, who is in a coma with these changes, has not found the slightest.

Listening to Xue Wei's long sigh in his ears, Hua Yunfan's eyeballs kept rolling under his eyelids, he wanted to open his eyes, but his body, which had not exercised in the slightest for three months, was soft and had no strength.

"Dad, Mom, where are you, Xiong Xiong is seriously injured, where are you now, come and hug Xue Wei!"

The emotions suppressed in Xue Wei's heart finally broke out in this no-man's twilight at this time, Hua Yunfan suddenly felt a pain in his heart when he heard Xue Wei's voice, and opened his mouth to make a "babbling" and "babbling" sound.

Xue Wei, who heard Hua Yunfan's moan, suddenly turned around in surprise, only to find that Hua Yunfan's bear paws were trembling on the bed.

"Bear!"

Xue Wei looked at the panda on the sickbed with an incredulous expression, and with countless joys and grievances in her eyes, she threw herself into Hua Yunfan's broad embrace.