The siege formations set up by the various factions of the alliance still exist, and they are used as a way for the sect to be in danger in the future. Each faction also sent Jindan Zhenren, a disciple of the foundation building period, and will also send disciples of the Qi refining period to be stationed here in the future.

These elite disciples in the sect will follow the high-level of their sect back to the sect. After the order was issued, these disciples were given plenty of time to communicate and exchange.

The dream still continues to live in the past few days, going out early in the morning, wandering slowly at the exchange meeting, almost all of them don't buy anything, just casually shopping.

Wu Hao will still follow not far away, and his divine sense will always fall on her. He had been worried about the state of the dream, but there was nothing he could do.

The day has finally come to go back, as an elite disciple of the sect, although Wu Hao has completed the task excellently this time, he is still very uncomfortable, he can't control the decision of the sect, but he can't figure it out when he pulls such a young dream to the battlefield.

Isn't the sect a little anxious, the dream is still so young, you can investigate it again, and then decide whether the dream can come, this cruel battlefield that is rare in a hundred years.

Even Wu Hao, a person who has been cultivated as an elite disciple in his sect, can't stand this big battle, let alone such a young girl.

On the Dharma boat when she went back, Zhimeng didn't practice behind closed doors like when she came, she just chose a corner of the hall and stared blankly at the scenery outside the window. Seeing this kind of dream, Wu Hao's heart felt like someone had grabbed him fiercely, and his heartache was incomprehensible.

He walked over and sat down beside her. Dream didn't seem to feel his presence, and didn't react.

Wu Hao has always been by her side, and he didn't even go back to sleep in the night dream, Wu Hao still accompanied her.

In the few days on the road, the two of them have been in this state. This caught the attention of the real person who led the team, but the real person who led the team didn't say anything.

This great victory is a major event that can be recorded in the annals of history in the cultivation world. But no one who participated in the encirclement and suppression of this major incident will feel good.

Whether it is the Tibetan faction that has been exterminated, or the alliance members who have been affected by the self-explosion and died, these will remain in the memory of those who participated in the encirclement and suppression.

It is obviously a light matter to describe this great war of encirclement and suppression in terms of tragedy, but in what words can be used to describe this great war? No one can describe it clearly.

In the blood-stained Tibetan station, people can't say that after many days, everyone still seems to be able to smell blood on the tip of their noses.

And the smell of cleaning up the battlefield at the end, think about who isn't disgusting. In the end, Jindan team leader Zhenren shook his head and ignored the two of them anymore. If they want to overcome this obstacle, they have to rely on themselves.

After some days of flying, the spaceship finally arrived at the Blue Lotus Sect. The spaceship docked in the square of the outer gate of the Qinglian Sect, and the people in their spaceship walked out one after another.

As soon as the hatch of the ship opened, cheers rang out from outside. The sound was higher and higher, and even the dream of immersing oneself in one's own world was brought out in an instant.

They walked out one by one, and when they arrived at Zhimeng and Wu Hao, the sound outside was even higher! Zhimeng raised his eyes and saw the crowd of people under the spaceship outside, and he was not only shocked.

And when the people below saw that a girl as young as Dream was participating in the battle, the cheers were even louder. Zhimeng looked sideways at Wu Hao beside him, everyone cheered him!

Wu Hao raised his eyebrows, how could it be him, he usually didn't appear in the sect. The two of them got off the French ship together, and they were already at the end.

At this time, a few people walked out of the crowd, and a little girl rushed over and hugged the dream.

As soon as the dream of the dream was hot, tears almost fell from the eyes. Since I became sensible, I haven't cried as much as in the past two years. The dream that I didn't pay attention to anything and didn't put it in my heart before seems to have been gone for a long time.

Dream didn't cry, but her shoulders were instantly wet. Holding her Zhilan, her body twitched and twitched, and a low murmur sounded, "It's good to come back! It's good to come back......"

As soon as the dream turned his head, the tears still fell!

Zhilan: "I heard that many people died in this encirclement and suppression, fortunately you are still alive, fortunately you are still fine!"

Okay, alive! The dream's stagnant brain finally turned slightly, and she wondered if she was okay? She was indeed alive.

The breath that has been depressed in her heart has been blocked makes her very uncomfortable, and she can't get up or down. At this point, it's finally a little loose, and yes she's still alive!

Zhilan cried for a long time, and even the crowd of people who welcomed them behind her dispersed before she let go of her dream.

Her eyes were already red, but she still looked her dreams up and down carefully, for fear that there would be some damage that she hadn't noticed.

Zhimeng patted Zhilan and finally said a word, "I'm fine, I'm not hurt." Her voice was still a little hoarse, but the voice of her own dream was particularly good, which was one of the reasons why she was reluctant to talk more.

This bit of roughness and dumbness still made a difference to Zhilan, who was very familiar with the dream. At the same time, she also noticed that the dream eyes were also wet, and her tears were falling in large quantities.

Think about the two of them when they are at home, they are the treasures of the whole family, and they have never suffered any grievances. She had never seen a dream cry, not when she was very young.

The two of them looked at each other, as if no one could intervene in their world. Zhilan watched Zhimeng continue to cry in pieces, and Zhimeng looked at Zhilan with wet eyes.

There were other people around them, as if they didn't notice. In the end, the third senior sister of Zhilan felt sorry for the little junior sister, and felt sorry for her crying for so long, so she pulled her over to comfort her.

The world of these two people was broken, and the dream was then held by the second person. Zhimeng didn't even need to look closely to know that it was her senior sister, "Senior sister!" Zhimeng shouted.

Yang Wanying suddenly burst into tears, "Senior sister, fortunately you are still alive." ”

After crying bitterly for a while, Yang Wanying looked at Zhimeng and said with a sob: "In those days, it was often rumored that someone's soul lamp had gone out in the place where the sect stored the soul lamp! Master and I were guarding outside the Soul Lamp Palace, and later Master went in to guard your soul lamp for several days. ”

As soon as the heart of the dream warmed, something hot was about to pour out of the eyes.

"Senior sister, let's go back! Master is still waiting for you, Master hasn't rested these days, Master is still muttering, I really regret it, I really regret letting you go!"

Zhimeng's tears flowed down again, Yang Wanying took Zhimeng's hand, wiped the tears on her face, said hello to the other people and ran away.