This made those monks who wanted to pick up the leak suddenly feel cold on the soles of their feet, and they didn't dare to take another step.

Everyone's eyes couldn't help but fall on Lu Qingye, who was lying on his stomach all over his body, like a broken tibia.

At this moment, she seemed to be hanging on her last breath, her meridians were bursting, cold sweat was dripping, and she looked very painful.

This made some monks think of the poison of extinction.

So Lu Qingye, is this really dead?

Yun Zheng left with Lu Qingye, and no one dared to stop him.

After seeing the two leave, the discussion on the scene finally broke out.

"Lu Qingye is afraid of death, it's really useless!"

"And she's all that...... What a pity! ”

"Alas, this world is unpredictable, you said that she has been in the secret realm of the Ten Thousand Worlds for so many years, and has been fighting with those monks for so long, who would have thought that in the end, it would be ...... The bamboo basket is empty! Suffered so much in vain and gained nothing! ”

"Yes, now I'm afraid I'm going to be a waste person in the future! Those monks are so ruthless! ”

"Back then, she entered the merge area and became famous in this desert cold Gobi, and now she is destroyed in this desert cold Gobi ......"

The battle of the Mohan Gobi soon spread.

Lu Qingye's fate made countless monks sigh.

Although countless monks speculated and discussed, there were still monks who did not believe it and thought it was a rumor.

When Lu Qingye appeared in front of everyone again, it was already half a month later.

At this moment, her face was pale and bloodless, sitting in a wheelchair like a waste, pushed by the force.

She was clean, with only a few broken storage bags and a storage bracelet left.

This reminded many monks of the storage rings, hostas, and earrings she had been wearing......

Thinking of those treasures who were caught up in the turbulence of time and space, the monks around him were distressed again.

Their eyes couldn't help but fall on Lu Qingye's weakly drooping legs.

The bare feet were covered with scars.

All kinds of strange eyes were cast around.

Pity, anger, ridicule, schadenfreude......

This made Lu Qingye's face extremely gloomy, and such a look made many suspicious monks believe that she was now crippled.

There were some monks with dirty thoughts, and their eyes had already fallen on the remaining storage utensils of Lu Qingye.

But because of Yun Zheng's presence, they didn't dare to make a move.

Yun Zheng still carried his Xuanjing coffin on his back and stood on the other side of Lu Qingye.

They walked to the teleportation array of the city, and the guards glanced at the three of them quickly.

The main thing is that their image is too eye-catching.

Yun Zheng handed over the desolate beast crystal that the three of them went out, and the guard monk wanted to speak and stopped, but he didn't dare to stop it.

Under the gaze of everyone, the three of them stepped into the teleportation array, and the things in their storage that belonged to the secret realm of the Ten Thousand Worlds were also counted and displayed on the light mirror one by one.

The monks near the teleportation array saw it, and the monks stationed in the immortal realm naturally saw it too.

Yun Zheng has a lot of things, which makes many monks blush.

But he is from the immortal realm, and he is still a golden immortal cultivator, and those little monks in the secret realm naturally dare not do anything to him, and some monks in the immortal realm can't help him for the time being.

There were few things in Liyan, and he picked up a lot of rags, which made many monks look disdainful.

After seeing the word on his face, the disdain was even greater.

And the things that Lu Qingye still had left were not few, at least much more than ordinary monks.