When Nie Yuanhang heard the news, he was happier than anything else, "Okay, good ......" Qing Shu has always been his very important general, and he will not lie to him, "Qing Shu, help me sit up." ”

Qing Shu himself was already so tired that he didn't have much strength, Kecheng listened to Nie Yuanhang's request, quickly wiped away his tears, and came over to help him sit up with Qing Shu.

"The Imperial City has come to the Audience Order. Nie Yuanhang held Qing Shu's hand, "Tell the children, let's just try harder." ”

Qing Shu nodded heavily, "Okay! Old Island Lord, you have to work hard to persevere, waiting for the young island Lord and the Moon Priest to come back and reunite the family. ”

"Old Island Master, don't worry, even if there is only one Wind Clan left in the South Island, we will not give up our home to the enemy!" Ke Cheng said in a sonorous voice.

"Okay, good ......" Nie Yuanhang looked at this middle-aged, young man, as if he saw himself and Nie Xing, "I'm afraid there is no way, wait until Ah Xing and Ah Yue come back......

"Old Island Master!" "No!" Qing Shu and Kecheng shouted together.

"You!" Nie Yuanhang used his last strength, grabbed the two of them one by one, "Promise me, don't let Nandao fall into the hands of others!" His voice was weak and weak, and his eyes flashed with determination.

"Old Island Master!" Kecheng really can't stand it, this battle has been fought for nearly a year, and now that the young island master is not here, the old island master said something like this again, the sky is going to die on Nandao!

Qing Shu understood that this was Nie Yuanhang's last entrustment, his eyes were full of tears, and he knelt on his knees, "The last general, Qing Shu, swear here, exhaust the strength of my Feng Clan, and never let Nandao fall into the hands of the enemy!"

Hearing Qing Shu's promise, Nie Yuanhang was finally relieved, he grabbed the hands of the two of them and fell down, "Okay, ......"

"Old Island Master!" cried out Kecheng heartbreakingly.

"Child," Nie Yuanhang's chest bulged and he looked at Kecheng lovingly, "send me to the water barrier." This old bone of mine must be sprinkled on the battlefield to be worthy of our South Island and our entire clan. ”

Qing Shu's tears that she had endured for a long time finally fell, "Kecheng, do what the old island master said, get ready, let's send the old island master to the Jade Reef." His voice trembled, this was Nie Yuanhang's last wish, and he had no way not to do it.

Kecheng cried while setting up Nie Yuanhang, who was already dying, and Qing Shu changed Nie Yuanhang into armor, and then the two of them carried Nie Yuanhang like this, and flew to the Emerald Reef with the power of the wind.

"Old islander, here we are. Qing Shu said softly in Nie Yuanhang's ear.

Nie Yuanhang was already completely unable to stand on his own, but at this moment he struggled out of the support of Qing Shu and Kecheng, and just as the warrior of the Wind Clan next to him was about to step forward to help, he was stopped by Qing Shu, and the group just watched Nie Yuanhang staggering slowly to the front of the last layer of the water barrier.

"One day, we will defeat the enemy and return the South Island to its former state, with blue seas and blue skies. Nie Yuanhang finished speaking slowly, looking up at the sky, and raising his hands, "God, please give your people strength!"

He gave the rest of his life to the gods, praying for the power of the wind to protect the South Island.

Nie Yuanhang's figure was gradually wrapped into the huge waves created by the power of the wind, Qing Shu straightened up, and expressed the highest respect to the old island owner of the South Island with the etiquette of a soldier, "Salute!"

Behind him, the warriors of the WindClan moved in unison.