With Luo Tianhong's order, all the Daoists gathered together.

Luo Tianhong glanced at Zhou Jiuhui coldly, snorted heavily, and said, "One day, I will step on your demon path!"

As soon as the words fell, Luo Tianhong flicked his robe, and turned around with Qianling Ji to leave, and all the Daoists also followed the two sect masters to evacuate Shuangqi Mountain.

Zhou Jiuhui sneered: "When the time comes, let's see if you step on my demon path line, or if I will wash your blood in the Moon Worship Sect!"

Seeing the figures of those Daoists gradually disappearing from sight, all the Demon Dao disciples cheered excitedly.

Demon Land sighed deeply and said in a deep voice: "This battle is finally over......"

Demon Heaven and the Three Great Gate Masters all had heavy expressions on their faces, although they won this battle, they lost ninety percent of their strength after all, but in the eyes of everyone, the Supreme Respect has returned to the new level, and with the protection of the Spirit Clan, it is not impossible for this Demon Dao to flourish in a short period of time.

Sun Wukong looked at the Shuangqi Mountain, which had been completely split, his eyes showed a trace of solemnity, and he sighed: "It seems that this Heavenly Demon Sect has really been destroyed, and Shuangqi Mountain is no longer the foundation of the Demon Dao lineage......... Where are we going next?"

In the distance, the originally tall and majestic Shuangqi Mountain has now been covered with a layer of vermilion mist by the blood of countless people, and the ridge has also been destroyed by the 'Taiyuan Immortal Sword'.

Zhou Jiuhui pondered for a moment and said: "Although the foundation is no longer there, it can be rebuilt, let's go back to Tianzemen first, and then discuss where to build this Heavenly Demon Sect in the future." ”

Everyone nodded.

Gao Yanfei said in a deep voice: "It's okay, then our spirit clan will guard you during this time, I believe that those righteous paths will not come again, and when the Heavenly Demon Sect is re-established, we will return to the 100,000 Great Mountain." ”

Zhou Jiuhui patted Gao Wanfei's shoulder and said with a smile: "Thank you, brother." ”

Gao Wanfei also smiled.

Immediately, under the leadership of Zhou Jiuhui, everyone left the dilapidated Shuangqi Mountain and came to the Tianze Gate of the Wolong Mountain Range.

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After a year's absence, he returned to Tianzemen, but for Zhou Jiuhui, there was a special emotion.

Seeing the grass and trees here, those familiar buildings and scenes, Zhou Jiuhui couldn't help but think wildly, recalling the bits and pieces of their lives here with Lan Aojun in the past.

However, at this moment, he actually had an inexplicable sadness.

A year later, things are ...... But man is no more.

Liu Yu hated and returned to the Heavenly Demon Sect, his expression became more and more solemn, Lan Aojun's death made him silent, and that trace of deep sorrow was always condensed between his eyebrows, and it never dissipated.

"Qiushui, girl!" Liu Yu shouted hatefully, but no one answered for a long time.

Zhou Jiuhui frowned and said, "I asked Senior Uncle Xiao to take her back here earlier, it stands to reason that they should have arrived early." ”

Sun Wukong smiled indifferently, put his hand on the wall, and suddenly the stillness of the entire mountain peak was clear to his chest, and said, "They are in the back, I think they should be cremating Lan Aojun." ”

Yi Changfeng nodded slightly and said, "Then let's go quickly." ”

Before Yi Changfeng's words were finished, Liu Yuhate had already rushed over.

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In the back mountain, there was a terrible cry, which made people's hearts throb a little.

Xiao Qiushui and Lan Jun knelt on the ground, their pale faces covered with tears, and Lan Aojun's body was not far ahead, lying on a wooden bed made of tree branches, his face was as pale as paper, without a trace of blood.

At this time, Liu Yuhe rushed from a distance, like a mad cow, knelt heavily on the ground with a 'poof', sank into the ground with both knees, and cried: "Door master!"

Immediately, Zhou Jiuhui and others also came over, Gao Yanfei and Sun Wukong were both characters who had experienced strong winds and waves, but when they saw this scene, they still felt as if their hearts had been pinched fiercely, and there was a trace of heartache inexplicably.

Zhou Jiuhui walked over slowly, his steps were like a burden, and he looked extremely heavy.

When Xiao Qiushui saw Zhou Jiuhui and the others, a smile finally appeared on his defeated look, and said, "You...... You're back. ”

Yi Changfeng nodded slightly, and then roughly explained the battle situation.

Subsequently, the Heavenly Demon Guards and the various gate masters also came to Lan Aojun's corpse, and their expressions were extremely painful.

"I hope Aojun goes all the way!" said in a deep voice.

The demon on the side also sighed deeply.

Zhou Jiuhui came to Lan Jun's side, and looking at the discoloration of the flower, his heart was even more like angina.

"Nine...... Jiuhui!"

This may be the first time Lan Jun called Zhou Jiuhui's name, only to see her suddenly fall into his arms and cry loudly.

Zhou Jiuhui frowned tightly, didn't say anything, just hugged her tightly, which was the only thing he could do at the moment.

Sun Wukong stared at Lan Aojun, who had been dead for a long time, and said in a deep voice: "Brother Gao, believe it or not, there is a person who controls everything, including the cycle of life and death. ”

Gao Yanfei on the side shook his head slightly, and said, "No, I only believe in myself, and I never think that there is a heaven!"

Sun Wukong said indifferently: "Since a long time ago, I thought that the person who controlled everything was in the immortal realm, if I had the opportunity, I must go to the immortal realm to see, there must be an unexpectedly strong person there." ”

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Everyone stood around Lan Aojun's corpse and mourned for about an hour, and finally it was incinerated by Zhou Jiuhui himself.

In the firelight, watching Lan Aojun gradually become blurred, most people's eyes were covered with a layer of mist, Lan Jun couldn't cry anymore, and almost fainted in Zhou Jiuhui's arms.

Xiao Qiushui and Liu Yuhe always knelt in front of Lan Aojun's corpse, shouting loudly, "The master of the door is good", and the roar resounded throughout the Wolong Mountain Range.

By the time it was all over, the sunset had quietly disappeared into the mountains in the distance, and the whole world had darkened.

Under the placement of Xiao Qiushui and Liu Yuhe, the Heavenly Demon Shuangwei, the various gate masters, Sun Wukong and others all returned to the wings, while Jiang Lianshan led the elite of the Spirit Clan to stay at the foot of Wolong Mountain.

There were still a lot of immortal elixir spirit treasures that Zhou Jiuhui had picked in Zixuan Forest, and they had all been refined into pills by Lan Aojun.

Zhou Jiuhui distributed it to those injured and sick people, and after a period of pranayama, everyone was almost fine.

The night was deep, silent, Sun Wukong and Gao gradually flew in the back mountain, looking at the bright moon on the sky, thoughtfully, there were several jars of mellow wine beside them, all of which were sealed in the mud, and the fragrance of wine filled the entire mountain.

"Did you bring me here just to drink?" Gao Yanfei frowned.

Sun Wukong on the side glanced at him lightly and said, "Originally, Sun thought you knew my original intention......... I brought you here, just to let Jiuhui be quiet in the room alone, although he fused the supreme memory, but Zhou Jiuhui is always Zhou Jiuhui, and he is still very fragile in his heart, but after these joys and sorrows, I believe he will also become mature. ”

Gao Yanfei seemed to smile a little helplessly, and said: "He once told me that he was a disciple of the Tianze Sect of the Heavenly Demon Sect, but he didn't expect that there was such a big secret hidden in his body, which was really a bit incredible. ”

"In this world, there are many unbelievable things, and the first time I saw him, I had doubts, and destiny is destined to be bound together. ”

Sun Wukong said, took a big sip of wine, and did not use a trace of true yuan power, and his snow-white cheeks couldn't help but have a faint flush.

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In the wing room on the southeast side, this wing room was originally lived by Zhou Jiuhui, Sun Wukong and Gao Jianfei, but Sun Wukong and Gao Jianfei knew that Zhou Jiuhui was in a bad mood, so they simply went to the back mountain, and now he was the only one left.

Zhou Jiuhui was lying on the bed, after experiencing this battle, it was difficult to calm down for a long time in his heart, and he couldn't help but stand up, looking around with his eyes.

This wing room used to be where Lan Aojun lived, and near the left was an old bookshelf stacked with dusty books.

However, in the middle, Zhou Jiuhui suddenly discovered the "old goods" of the past...... "Heaven and Earth".

Zhou Jiuhui looked at the worn-out and somewhat unsightly ancient book, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth, but that smile turned out to be so pale at this moment.

At this moment, there was a slight knock on the door.

Zhou Jiuhui's divine sense swept over, and he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart: "It's her?"

Zhou Jiuhui hurriedly stepped forward to open the door, but found Lan Jun standing outside the door, his head slightly bowed, and his eyes that were a little swollen with tears looking at him brightly.

Unexpectedly, after a year of separation, she was already a lot haggard, and her pretty and lovely face seemed to be engraved with traces of wind and frost.

However, how did Zhou Jiuhui know that in the year since he left, Lan Jun has been living in the pain of missing almost every day, unable to extricate himself.