Because Luohe was not from the Four Elephant Realm, no one knew the Ten Thousand Souls Spell at all, and everyone present was staring at the Ten Thousand Souls Spell in shock, not understanding what kind of pattern could have the power to make these strange insects retreat.

In the more than ten days they have been waiting here, they have tried countless methods to deal with these strange insects and cross the Lechuan River, but none of them have succeeded.

Now, Ye Dong just stepped into the Lechuan River with just one pattern, as if he was in a no-man's land, which naturally made them feel envious and surprised.

The same is true of Praruo, but when he heard Ye Dong's words, he immediately came back to his senses, and without saying a word, he turned around and left, Ye Dong pursed his mouth and followed behind him, and came to the place where Liao Yue was buried.

"This is it. ”

Ye Dong nodded and said, "I thank you for Liao Yue Xie Lu, but I promised him that I would save his younger brother, so I want to send his body back to his hometown for burial." ”

The people of the Vermilion Bird Continent all pay attention to the fact that the leaves fall back to their roots, and even if they die, they hope to die in the place where they grew up, so Ye Dong will have such an idea.

Although Liao Yue and Ye Dong are friends and foes, he died to help Ye Dong, so Ye Dong believes that he has this obligation and responsibility.

Prajna nodded in understanding and said, "I'll help you!"

"No, I'll do it myself!"

Ye Dong rejected the kindness of Praruo, and also refused the help of anyone else, neither using aura nor weapons, he used his own hands to silently dig up on the ground.

Everyone stood silently and watched, and no one dared to speak out, for fear of disturbing Ye Dong and disturbing the deceased.

Ye Dong's hands were tireless, painless, and they dug up the soil little by little, and when Liao Yue's corpse, which had been burned beyond recognition, appeared in front of Ye Dong's eyes, even when he saw Ye Dong, who had not shed tears when he saw his father, his tears were uncontrollable at this moment.

The boy has tears and doesn't flick, but he hasn't reached the sad place!

Bending down, Ye Dong gently and carefully cleaned all the floating soil on Liao Yue's body before reporting it out of the ground.

At this time, Liao Yue was still holding the broken sword in his hand tightly.

Holding Liao Yue's body, Ye Dong raised his head while bursting into tears, and after looking at everyone present one by one, he said loudly: "This person's name is Liao Yue, you may not have heard of it, let alone know who he is, but I want to tell you that it was him, who exchanged his life for me and all of you!"

"I don't need you to be grateful to him, I don't need you to pay tribute to him, I just hope you can remember him, remember that by this Lethe River, there was once a man named Liao Yue, who died here for all of us!"

"Nam no Amitabha Night, Dotagada Night ......"

Prajna's deep voice sounded first, followed by Master Long Beard, Master Long Eyebrow, and even all the disciples of the Buddhist Sect began to recite the "Mantra of Death" along with his voice.

In this underground world without the sun, a solemn chanting sounded, like the Yellow Bell Da Lu, like the Dusk Drum City Bell, into everyone's heart.

Everyone also bowed their heads solemnly at this moment, expressing their condolences to Liao Yue.

After the voices of the monks stopped, Ye Dong walked forward with Liao Yue's body in his arms, and his mood became more and more heavy, because there were still red wolves and Luohe couples who did not know their life and death in front of them.

Everyone silently followed behind Ye Dong, walking towards the square they passed by when they came, passing through the Huangquan Road where flowers bloomed on the other side, and finally saw the Yin and Yang Boundary Monument.

Along the way, although Ye Dong's steps were heavy, his walking speed was not slow, but when he saw this Yin Yang Boundary Monument, his speed suddenly slowed down, and his feet seemed to be filled with lead.

He was afraid, the moment he saw Liao Yue's corpse just now, he couldn't help but burst into tears, he was afraid that if the red wolf was no longer there, then he really didn't know if he could withstand the blows one after another.

The road is dead, no matter how scared you are, no matter how slow you go, there is a time to go.

When Ye Dong saw the familiar figure that was still standing and looking back at himself from a distance, there was a "buzz" in his head, and he almost fell to the ground.

Although he already knew that the red wolf was in a state of hovering on the line of life and death, he really didn't expect the red wolf to be in this posture, and he knew better than anyone else that the red wolf was trying to take a look at himself while maintaining his dignity as an earth spirit wolf demon!

At this time, Ye Dong's feet sped up, and like a ray of light, he rushed directly to the side of the red wolf.

The three Shi Dali, who were guarding here, originally wanted to step forward to salute, but when they saw Ye Dong's appearance, they dared to step forward and hurriedly retreated to the side of their respective sect masters.

Ye Dong first slowly put Liao Yue's body aside, and then immediately came to the red wolf's side, stretched out his hand to touch the red wolf as usual, but after the trembling hand stretched out, he stayed in the air, not daring to continue to move forward, for fear that his touch would make the red wolf fall to the ground.

"Red wolf!"

After whispering these two words, Ye Dong's tears flowed out again.

In the hazy eyes of tears, Ye Dong saw the red wolf's injuries in his eyes, not to mention the skinless scaly wounds all over his body, just the hind leg that had almost been broken, which made Ye Dong's heart drip blood.

Ye Dong suddenly looked up at Master Praruo and Changmei and said, "Can you really only wait for it to save itself?"

The two Buddhist cultivators and Prajna nodded silently at the same time.

Ye Dong took a deep breath, closed his eyes hard, forcibly put back his tears, and turned to look at Luohe and his wife again.

Although the husband and wife were also injured, their bodies were not destroyed, as long as their souls were intact, then their lives could be saved.

Ye Dong really wanted to summon them now to see if he could summon them, but considering that there were too many people here, he could only hold back and decided to let everyone leave first.

Standing up, Ye Dong bowed deeply to everyone and said, "Thank you, okay, this matter is over, everyone can go back." ”

At this time, Pan Chaoyang quietly transmitted the message to Ye Dong, and simply told him that he had deliberately lied about losing the antidote.

Ye Dong naturally understood Pan Chaoyang's painstaking efforts, and then took out the recipe of the antidote from the space dust maker and said, "The recipe for the antidote is here, and each of your sects will send someone to copy a copy and take it away." ”

[Author's digression]: There is a book friend who has a birthday today, I remember that two days ago, there was a book friend's birthday, so I added two more chapters, which is a birthday gift for all book friends, happy birthday everyone!^0^