Lu Ziwei looked at Chen Mo who fell to the ground, clenching her fists tightly.

There were constant sounds of sobbing and choking around her, which made her even more irritable.

She didn't know why she was so upset, obviously his death was what she wanted to see, because she followed the teachings of her master and did not fall into hatred for revenge, and the enemy died by herself.

But why is it that the enemy is obviously dead, but he doesn't feel happy at all......

I am, what's wrong?

Instead of feeling the joy of revenge, I felt a little lost in my heart, as if a piece of my heart had been gouged out.

There is a delusion in the dark that if you don't save this man, you will regret it for the rest of your life.

Why exactly......

"System, he's dead, right?" Lu Ziwei lowered her head and asked in a hoarse voice.

[That's right! Host, the villain of the world is dead! The world will have a better future! 】

A better future? Change just because of one person?

"System, my task is not yet complete."

[Host, what do you mean by that?] 】

The system realized that Lu Ziwei was a little wrong, and her tone gradually became gloomy: [Hurry up and completely wipe him out, so that your master can be resurrected!] 】

"No, it's not time yet." Lu Ziwei slowly stood up and looked at Xiao Zhan, who was rushing at a high speed not far away.

Her eyes were extremely cold, and the finger bones holding the Purple Spirit Sword turned white, but she still spoke calmly: "You two don't cry!" Hold that monster in tow and I can get him back. ”

"Woo... Are you sure? Fang Yiran stared at the big red eyes.

“…… Then trust you once. Luo Yu also glanced at Lu Ziwei deeply with red eyes, and turned around to intercept Xiao Zhan with murderous aura.

"Hey, hey, beauties, I'm coming!" Xiao Zhan, who was completely assimilated by the ancients, laughed uncontrollably.

His strength is constantly rising, and he has reached the late stage of the Yuan Infant that he himself cannot reach in his own life!

"Strength... This is the power of the ancients! Xiao Zhan became insane and bloodthirsty.

He licked his torn lips and stared at Luo Yu with greedy eyes: "The little beauty can't wait to give her a hug?" Tell the truth...... The reason why I killed that man was because of you......"

His bloodshot eyes greedily swept over Fang Yiran, Luo Yu and Lu Ziwei, and his whole body began to tremble violently: "I'm so jealous, why can he be accompanied by so many beauties, but as a loose cultivator, I can only be accompanied by stinky fish and rotten shrimp!" I'm so jealous, I'm so jealous, I'm so jealous......"

"Ahhhhh——!hh Xiao Zhan went berserk, and his five fingers instantly turned into slender tentacles and wrapped around Luo Yu.

At this time, Luo Yu was already red-eyed, holding two blood swords in both hands, and slashed at Xiao Zhan with injuries in exchange for injuries.

"Ah~ I just like stubborn beauties covered in wounds, the more stubborn I am, the more I like it~" Xiao Zhan's body constantly produces tentacles to kill Luo Yu.

"Unforgivable!" Hearing Xiao Zhan's reason for sneaking up on Chen Mo, Fang Yiran roared angrily.

Her body instantly triggered thousands of thunders, and in the blink of an eye, she struck in front of Xiao Zhan like lightning, and the thunder in her hand converged and instantly bombarded Xiao Zhan's face.

"Hey, hey, this kind of attack is useless to me."

Xiao not only did not flash, but grabbed Fang Yiran's jade hand holding thunder with one hand, put it under his nose and sniffed it, his face full of intoxication: "It's so fragrant~"

"So, what about this trick!" Luo Yu bit the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of essence blood flew out, turning into a pervasive killing of thousands of blood needles towards Xiao Zhan.

"Beauty's blood, I like it so much~" Xiao Zhan resisted these thousands of blood needles with a face full of enjoyment, and even opened his mouth to swallow this essence blood greedily!

"Well, the beauties are so nice to me, are they giving me a massage?" Xiao Zhan smiled obscenely, he was completely a monster face at this time, and he looked terrifying.

"Although I would love to kill you in the teasing, but ......" Xiao Zhan suddenly grinned, revealing all his sharp and yellowed teeth: "I prefer to play with corpses..."

As soon as the words fell, he instantly pounced on the two girls.

On Lu Ziwei's side, Fang Yiran and Luo Yu had already dragged the monster for a short time.

She also ignored the system's obstruction, and decisively chose to use the secret technique of the Purple Cloud Sect - Dream Creek Requiem!

The Purple Cloud Sect is located on the east bank of Mengxi Prefecture and is famous in Kyushu for its piano sound.

Lu Ziwei is the sect master of the Purple Cloud Sect and the closed disciple of the former sect master Chen Li, and her hand of the piano is unparalleled in the world.

The Dream Creek Requiem, which can only be learned by the Sect Master, was also taught by the former Sect Master himself.

She still remembers that when she practiced the Dream Creek Requiem, her master gently stroked the back of her hand and taught herself to play it hand in hand.

"I haven't used it for a long time, I don't know if it's rusty." Recalling the time when she was with her master, Lu Ziwei subconsciously hung a smile on the corner of her mouth.

Her wrist flipped, and a palm-sized jade qin appeared, and when she flipped it again, the palm jade qin transformed into a one-person-high giant qin.

Lu Ziwei closed her eyes slightly, and her slender and fair-skinned jade hands played gently on the piano, the music style was melodious, first of all, the cheerful rhythm, which made people can't help but sound the happiest time.

Unfortunately, the good times did not last long, and the light tune was gradually enveloped in sadness.

It seems that he has lost everything, has nothing to have, and only lives alone in the world.

The desolation was shocking!

Immediately after that, the tune became extremely painful, as if the loved ones were gone forever, and from then on heaven and man would never be separated, and generations would not see each other, even if they were close at hand, but far away from the horizon.

The rhythmic beating of the fingers on the jade qin, like a butterfly with broken wings fluttering on the strings, unwilling to be bound by fate, trying to incite the wings and confront the destined destiny!

And the sound of the piano guides the butterfly that rebels against fate and flies into the secret that has never been touched.

Lu Ziwei opened her eyes again, and she had already come to Chen Mo's dream.

She wants to bring Chen Mo back to reality in his dream.

But the moment she opened her eyes, Lu Ziwei was completely dumbfounded, looking at Chen Mo's dream in disbelief.

"Here it is... Purple Cloud Sect ......"

Why, the beautiful dream that could make Chen Mo indulge in it would be in the Purple Cloud Sect!

Just when Lu Ziwei was puzzled, a pleasant voice that was so familiar that it couldn't be more familiar, so gentle that it was like a spring breeze sounded.

"Ziwei, this Purple Spirit Sword has recognized you as the master, don't slack off your training."

In a hazy moment, a slender and tall figure wearing a dark purple robe appeared in Lu Ziwei's sight.

That figure was none other than her master, Chen Li!

"Chen Mo... Chen Li...... Chen Mo Chen Li......"

Lu Ziwei shook her head in discouragement, "I should have thought of it a long time ago, but I kept ...... I can't believe it... I should have known long ago......"