Sang Luo was a little puzzled when she heard this, what cause and effect could her cheap daddy buddy Zhang Jianting have?

Song Qingyun said,

"They are all in the Heavenly Calculation Pavilion now, Senior Sister, do you want to go and have a look?"

As he spoke, he paused slightly,

"The second senior brother is also in the Heavenly Suange."

Sang Luo listened to his slightly stiff body, his long eyelashes trembling slightly,

"Is the second senior brother still there?"

Song Qingyun was silent for a moment,

"I don't know. Since that catastrophe, he was taken away by Su Ruowan, and Xuanyuanzong's life card was also shattered, we wanted to bring his body back, but Su Ruowan didn't allow it, she seemed to use her own vitality to protect the second senior brother's body from decay. ”

When he went to Tiansuan Pavilion that day to see the second senior brother, he only saw Su Ruowan holding Lu Huaizhi in his arms, looking like a mad demon.

But he really saw that the second senior brother had no breath at all, but his face was ruddy.

It's a weird atmosphere.

Sang Luo listened and lowered his eyes,

"Let's go to the Heavenly Calculation Pavilion and have a look."

Regardless of whether it is weird or not, Su Ruowan has the supreme heart method of the Heavenly Suan Pavilion, and there may be some ways to keep a trace of the soul of the second senior brother.

As long as there was a glimmer of soul breath left, maybe she could find a way to save him.

If she can't do it, the ancestor should always have it.

On the way to Tiansuan Pavilion, Sang Luo kept praying that the second senior brother could still have a trace of soul breath in the world.

It was clear that she could appear directly on the main hall of the Heavenly Suan Pavilion, but step by step, she walked up the stone steps with Song Qingyun.

The divine sense spread over the entire land, and she didn't feel the soul breath of the second senior brother.

However, she was in a palace and saw the body of the second senior brother.

Sang Luo looked back at Song Qingyun,

"You go and tell Zhou Wenting that I'm here, I'll go find the second senior brother."

Song Qingyun nodded, and looked at Sang Luo again,

"Since that big battle, Senior Sister Su has been a little crazy, Senior Sister, you have to be careful."

He never forgot that when he and his senior brother came to Tiansuan Pavilion that day, they were beaten out by Su Ruowan's red eyes.

At that moment, he felt that Su Ruowan no longer looked like a descendant of the Xianmen, but like a demon.

Sang Luo nodded as he listened, and his figure disappeared in place.

And Song Qingyun went towards Zhou Wenting's residence.

He secretly prayed in his heart that his senior sister could save the fourteen states of Cangwu, hope. She can also bring the second senior brother back.

“.”

In the dormitory, Lu Huaizhi's eyes were closed, his hair was combed very neatly, he was wearing a jade crown, a blue cloud-patterned fairy robe, his waist was sealed, and his breath was stable, looking like he was asleep.

Ke Sangluo walked in, probed into his spiritual platform, and found that his soul was completely gone, and his spiritual power was gone.

What is kept is only a shell.

Sang Luo raised his hand to seal and spread his divine sense over the entire land of the fourteen states of Cangwu, intending to find Lu Huaizhi's soul breath fragments, if they could be gathered, there might be hope.

But time passed bit by bit, and she searched every corner of the Cangwu Fourteen Prefectures and the Yaotian space, but she didn't find a trace of the second senior brother.

She lowered her eyes slightly, her long eyelashes covered the sadness under her eyes, and her throat was bitter, choked badly,

"Second Senior Brother"

It's still good when you're separated, how can you say goodbye forever?

She didn't know what secret method Su Ruowan used to preserve the body of the second senior brother so well, but her soul was dispersed and she couldn't come back.

How just. Can't come back?

The second senior brother has all the inheritances of Uncle Changluo, the first in the world in the art of the rune array, and he can calculate the fortunes of the heavens, how can the soul dissipate so cleanly

The fourth more ~

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