At night, there is indeed no bright moon in the Senhaiyuan Realm.

Even the stars don't exist.

The star is only seen in the daytime.

However, judging from the scene where the dragon god should be seated, Yuhengxing is not the source of light in this world.

The stars and the moon at night are all in their hometown.

The Senhai source realm has its own complexity.

But the scene of Guanyan dispersing his body only makes people see loneliness.

Five hundred years of loneliness in a foreign land.

There is only a little true spirit left, the loneliness of wandering in the cracks of the world.

For 500 years, I have looked at the bright moon, but the bright moon has not been seen.

Did he regret it?

Su Qiyun caught the slowly falling parasitic jade, and couldn't help but think of this question in her heart.

In the current parasitic jade, there is a little bit of the true spirit of the small fish. She held the parasitic jade tightly for fear of losing it.

The frost is gone.

Only Jiang Wang's fireworks and dragon incense were still burning quietly.

The three of them had their own thoughts, so they waited until dawn.

There were no more accidents on the way back to the Land of the Shadows.

Qing Qishu's body was returned to the clan, crying.

This guy who is babbling on weekdays actually has a good relationship with many people. Because people know that although he seems to be stinky and shameless, he has never had bad intentions.

Qing Bazhi looked up at the sky, unwilling to show his red eyes. The two of them usually have the most contradictions and-for-tat, but they have never really hated.

Qing Jiuye didn't say a word, but just took over Qing Qishu from Jiang Wang's arms.

Qinghua looked at Qingqishu's eternally closed eyes, and her mouth opened, but she didn't say a word.

It's not that she doesn't want to talk, and she's not dumb. But as a green holy woman, she serves the dragon god, and she can't talk to anyone other than the priest to convey the dragon god's will at an important moment, so as not to "pollute" the divine will.

"Did he say anything to Qishu?" asked Qing Jiuye.

His question was actually asked for Qinghua. It is also for the dead green seven trees.

After all, who doesn't know Qingqishu's thoughts about Qinghua?

He said. Jiang Wang said: "The Senhai source realm is very large, and after the blue and white, you can go to the end of the world to have a look." ”

Qinghua did not look up.

The crowd split their ways.

The old priest approached tremblingly.

She is very old and does not have an easy walk.

In Jiang Wang's eyes, this image and the beautiful and pure girl in Guanyan's memory slowly overlapped.

The old woman paused when she saw Qing Qishu's corpse, but continued to walk forward.

There was a very real sadness in his eyes, but it quickly faded away.

She looked at Jiang Wang and the three of them kindly: "Thank you for your hard work." ”

She is the aunt and grandmother of Qingqishu, but she is also the priest of the Senhai Holy Clan.

This kind of unusual strength reminded Jiang Wang of what Guan Yan said.

"It's been a long time, and we all need to endure it. If she knew I still had the True Spirit, she wouldn't be able to hold on. ”

For the sake of the Senhai Holy Clan, how much she has borne and how much she has sacrificed.

No one knows except Guanyan.

The current Senhai Holy Clan, she is the only one who has experienced the dark period. Those sins and histories are only on her shoulders.

Once upon a time, she was also a girl who loved her lover, and there was only tenderness in her eyes.

She carried the entire Senhai Saint Clan forward alone, so she didn't dare to be weak, she couldn't be weak.

Jiang Wang made up his mind and said, "I want to trouble you to open the altar, let's leave from here." ”

"Yes, please come here. ”

Su Qiyun and Wu Qujian didn't speak, and let Jiang Wang be their representative.

"Before that, I wanted to go to the bookstore, and I had some doubts and needed to find the answer in the records of the nobles. Is it okay?" Jiang Wang asked.

The old priest hesitated: "Of course. ”

She instructed, "Qinghua, you lead the two messengers to the altar first and wait." ”

Then he said to Jiang Wang: "Follow me." ”

Su Qiyun and Wu Qujian both looked at Jiang Wang, and when they saw him nodding, they followed Qinghua.

Jiang Wang followed the old woman to the study house of the Senhai Holy Clan.

He knew that the priest had something to say when he wanted to lead him personally.

"After returning from the Forest of Hanging Skulls, the other two envoys have trusted you. When facing Yan Xiao, you must have made a great contribution. Perhaps, you are better than I thought. The old woman chatted as she walked.

Jiang Wang didn't notice this himself.

"It's everyone working together, all working hard. He said.

The old woman continued: "Su Qi turned out to be a girl. Well, it looks good. ”

Jiang Wang explained: "I only knew that the magic weapon that covered his face was broken by Yan Xiao during the battle. ”

"I know it's going to be tough. The old woman repeated again: "Thank you for your hard work." ”

Jiang Wang was not modest.

The difficulty and tragedy of the battle process do not need to be said at all, and the traces of Qingqishu's corpse are enough to prove it.

"I thought she was going to ask me about 'Invasion of the Night', but she didn't. ”

The old woman casually talked about Su Qiyun, but after a pause, she suddenly said, "Did he leave anything in the Forest of Hanging Skulls?"

The previous one was Su Qiyun. The latter one, of course, is Guanyan.

Out of tacit understanding or emotion, the old lady was keenly aware of something.

Jiang Wang was silent.

Silence is answer.

Can't say the answer.

"I see. The old woman said.

She didn't let herself sink too deep into her emotions.

"He always arranges everything and takes good care of you. He is a reassuring man. ”

"You, if you have a girl you like, you might as well learn this aspect. ”

She shook her head, "The ones you taught the Seven Trees, no. ”

Jiang Wang was greatly embarrassed in his heart, he didn't expect that all the methods he had used to make good looks in Mengqing Qishu had reached the ears of this old woman.

The book house has arrived.

The priest stopped under the tree: "I'll wait for you at the altar." ”

She didn't ask Jiang Wang's true purpose for coming to the bookstore, didn't ask if it was related to Guan Yan, and didn't ask what Guan Yan left behind.

She trusts all of Guanyan's decisions.

Even if something is hidden from her, it must be out of love.

Jiang Wang stood for a while, calmed down the complicated emotions in his heart, and then walked into the bookstore. According to the clues given by Guan Yan, he found a moon-white monk's robe.

Nothing special.

It has not decayed for a long time, probably because of the special nature of this bookstore.

After putting away the monk's clothes, Jiang Wang left here.

He didn't turn a page of the various records in the bookstore.

It's all things that have been sorted out by Guanyan, and it's impossible to find any clues that Guanyan doesn't want them to find.

......

In front of the altar of the tree, the crowd gathered.

Jiang Wang thought that they would leave quietly, just like coming quietly.

At most, a few people who have contact with Qing Jiuye and Qing Bazhi will send it.

But unexpectedly, almost the entire Senhai Holy Clan came.

In front of the altar of the tree, it was crowded.

Of course, the entire Senhai Saint Clan has less than three thousand people.

Far from the scale of the dark period that swept through the Senhai Source Realm.

"All the Holy Clansmen are going to come and see you off. The old priest stood in front of the altar and said to them, "Thank you for your contribution to the Senhai Holy Family, and thank you for forgetting your life." May the dragon god bless you. ”

Jiang Wang, Su Qiyun, and Wu Qujian stood on the altar just as they had done when they had been authenticated by the Dragon God.

But the difference is that at this time the altar was crowded with people.

Men and women, big and small.

People looked at them with gratitude.

Everyone bowed their heads and caressed their hearts at this time: "May the dragon god bless you!"

It wasn't until this moment, in this kind of sacredness and solemnity, that Jiang Wang and the others really felt that they had indeed saved this place.