Zhi Qin's face was pale, and his eyes were a little red.

"Senior Lu, he fought with that Yuan Infant Polar Night, and was finally ...... The Polar Nightsa pulled into the bottom of the sea, and it has ...... so far didn't come out, and the few Yuanying seniors who came in time had already dived to the bottom of the sea to look for ......"

But they haven't come back yet!

The people around him couldn't help but clench their fists.

Su Baocai was even more uncomfortable in his heart, Senior Lu was there to protect them...... I was dragged to the bottom of the sea by the polar night!

The wind went all the way north from the Miliuhai, the spirit lotus of the Ethereal Sect had begun to show sharp corners, the maple leaves of the Spirit Sword Sect were fluttering, and the snow was falling in the Shangyao Sect......

Fenghui Island is the spring of busy farming, and flowers are blooming everywhere.

For a year, Song Qingwu and the others still didn't find Lu Qingye.

The few soul lamps she left behind in Shangyao Sect have been extinguished.

The rumors about her in the Qingxuan Realm have changed from the most dazzling and enthusiastic first day to a short-lived object of regret.

Some admired her sacrifice, but others shook their heads and lamented her stupidity.

A monk with an infinitely good future should have cultivation, status, and achievements that countless people can't reach, but for a group of low-level monks and a group of mortals, they fell at the most dazzling moment!

No one believed that she was still alive.

Although there was no trace of the Yuan Infant Polar Night, there were more claims in the Immortal Cultivation Realm that they had all died together.

After all, according to the analysis, according to the situation at that time, it was impossible for Lu Qingye to kill the Polar Night.

On Tianji Peak, a group of people looked at the Xuanji disk in front of Guannan.

Wenren Yuanjing clenched his fists and stared at Guannan.

Gu Changheng, Le Fengshiki, Yichen and others who were standing on the side also looked at Guan Nan intently.

"Senior brother, what's wrong? Can it be calculated? ”

In a year's time, from the very beginning when Lu Qingye disappeared, Le Feng sought to Guannan here.

It's a pity that the first two fortune tellings ended in "no result".

And there are only three chances to seek a hexagram for others, and this is the last chance!

After a while, Guan Nan closed the Xuanji plate, raised his eyes to look at a few people, and shook his head.

"No result, the final hexagram."

Guan Nan frowned.

"The hexagram shows three times that there is no such person as Lu Qingye here......"

Le Feng closed his eyes, and his face was full of exhaustion.

Thinking of that well-behaved and sensible child, his heart couldn't help but ache.

But fate is always so tricky, and that little girl seems to have been fighting those things alone......

Wen Ren Yuanjing's fists were clenched tightly, he didn't expect that he was just retreating, and after leaving the customs, he heard the news of his apprentice's fall.

He was furious in his heart, and he wanted to blame the group of people who questioned Shangyaozong.

Why are there so many of them! But he can't protect a Jindan monk! Can't protect his apprentice!

But he still has his senses after all.

only sighed that the world is impermanent, and between the two of them...... There is no fate......

Gu Qingchen's face turned pale instantly, and his figure couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Han Shuman held him, and his face was unbearable.

Gu Qingchen's eyes were a little moist.

What Master said was not wrong, he always thought that there would be unlimited opportunities in the future, so he never cherished the people in front of him.

But I never thought that the world is full of variables, and the mountains do not meet, it is easy to say goodbye, but it is difficult to say goodbye......

The sunlight shines through the glass window of the Star Sea Hall and falls on the coffee table.

The tea on the table has been cooled, and the fragrance of tea is no longer overflowing.

Gu Changheng sat at the coffee table.

His eyes were a little distracted, and the celestial star flowers outside the Star Sea Hall were still blooming, even more vibrant than at the beginning.