Qin Ziyin looked at the phantom figure in the air, and her eyes were no longer focused.

She seemed to have gone back to the old days, listening to the sound of a low book on the big tsubaki tree.

At that time, she was still young and young, and she only felt that the scholar was very temperamental, and she was so cultured.

She was mischievous, shaking her body and sprinkling many wisteria petals, causing him to look up.

At that moment, she saw that delicate and handsome face.

The eyebrows are clear, the mind is pure, as if the jade hidden in the world is not polluted, bright and beautiful.

Gradually, the wisteria petals became fewer and fewer, and the aura slowly disappeared.

When the last wisteria petal fell, Qin Ziyin's body completely dissipated.

Killing Ring's arms were empty, and he looked at the room full of wisteria petals, his eyes red.

"Ahh

He shouted and cried like a child who could not find his way.

"Ziyin... Will you be back?"

"Ziyin, we've just started over, how can we end it so easily..."

"Ziyin, you leave me alone in this world, how can I live..."

"Ahh

A heart-rending howl from Killing Ring Heaven resounded throughout the sky above the Ninth Spirit Continent.

Within the Ninth Spirit Continent, all the grass, trees, and flower spirits were completely wiped out.

Even the top of the blue water spirit lake has lost all its spiritual light, and it is dead and silent, and there is no longer life.

At the top of the Great Wilderness Sea of Clouds, on the edge of the Blue Water Spirit Lake, Zhi Xi suddenly stood up, staring closely at the hut of the Ninth Spirit Continent.

"Qin Ziyin, she, what's wrong with her?"

Zhixi trembled, turned his head, and looked at Cang Ling in disbelief.

I saw Cang Ling slowly stand up, his gaze was distant and sad.

That was the first time Zhi Xi had seen sadness and helplessness in his ice-blue eyes.

"She's fallen. ”

Zhixi had actually guessed it, but when he actually heard it, he still found it difficult to accept.

Three years ago, she shouldn't have left Qin Ziyin alone in Tanglin.

Qin Ziyin is in her, only grace, not ever.

"Why? Why don't good people live long, but disasters can last for a thousand years?"

Choking in her throat, she turned around, her fingers clutching Cangling's sleeve tightly.

"Why? Obviously all this has nothing to do with her, obviously she is the most innocent one in the whole thing. ”

"Just because the person she loves is the Lord of the Fourth Temple, and because the person she defends is me? So what does it matter to her? Why is she dead when we are all alive in the end?"

Faced with a series of questions, Cang Ling didn't say a word.

His gaze always fell on the hut of the Ninth Spirit Continent.

He had no way to answer the question.

Who's to say it wasn't? The most innocent of all, but the first to die.

The evil is full of blood, but it is still safe and sound.

Zhixi didn't hold back, and cried bitterly, in her mind, she still remembered Qin Ziyin's weak appearance, and remembered the appearance of her calling her to leave.

"Why..."

Cang Ling stretched out his hand, took Zhixi into his arms, and hugged her tightly.

"Life is so fragile, just leave, don't even say hello, don't even have a chance to discuss..."

Zhi Xi lay in Cang Ling's arms and cried bitterly.

The sunset on the horizon was like blood, as if crying in a low voice.

The last rays of afterglow vanished on the Ninth Spirit Continent.

The Ninth Spirit Continent fell into a cold silence, and there was no longer any life, and it completely became a dead place.