The breeze swept by, the leaves rustled, and the clouds were blown out of direction.

Qingli stood with his hands in his hands, he looked at the back of Zhixi in the distance, and his face was calm.

His eyes, which were originally clear, were dyed a layer of blood red.

In the blood-colored eyes, the wind and clouds were surging, and the frenzy was not stopped.

"Master, it's getting late, it's time for you to go back and rest. ”

Behind him, the gentle voice of the Ethereal Divine Sect disciple came.

Qingli took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and slowly turned around.

When he opened his eyes again, they were clear.

"Let's go back. ”

Qingli's voice fell, and he walked back towards the Ethereal Divine Sect.

And behind him, the figure of Zhixi also completely disappeared into the clouds.

After leaving the Ethereal Divine Sect, Zhi Xi flew directly to the Demon Realm.

Entering the demon world, a restless breath hit, and Zhixi smelled a little fishy sweetness in the air.

She frowned slightly, and flew straight towards the seventh hall.

When she flew to the seventh temple, she saw blood all over the ground, and it was a mess.

Zhixi's heart was strained, wasn't the seventh hall washed away by the blood of Nishang long ago?

Has not the seventh temple been destroyed?

How can anyone still come?

How can there still be fighting?

Zhixi was just about to step into the seventh hall when he saw a long sword suddenly light up.

Immediately someone around them stepped forward and surrounded her.

She frowned, and was about to make a move, when the men put all the swords in their hands on the ground at once.

Then they all knelt down.

"Meet the hall master and welcome the hall master back!"

Stunned for a moment, she looked at all the people, and she was sure that this group of people was not from her original seventh temple.

So, what's going on?

At this moment, a familiar voice came, and a figure knelt down towards her.

"Meet the hall master and welcome the hall master back!"

Zhi Xi turned around and walked to Shen Tingfeng's side and helped him up.

"Listen to the wind, what's going on?"

"Hall Master, these are the new palace people, many of them are relatives or friends of the original palace people, and a large part of them are admired. ”

Hearing this, Zhi Xi sighed lightly, and his heart was full of feelings.

"The hall master, the seventh hall, has not been destroyed, as long as you are there, it is still there. ”

"Listen to the wind, you don't have to... Do these. ”

Zhixi thought that the seventh temple was destroyed and would never come back.

But she didn't expect that Shen Tingfeng, the only one who survived, would actually rebuild the seventh hall.

"How can you not do it? The seventh hall is the work of the old hall master, and it is also your hard work. ”

"I watched you struggle to survive and gain a foothold in the hands of the wind and the sun step by step. ”

"How difficult it is, I know how I can watch it ruin and be indifferent!"

Shen Tingfeng's emotions were extremely excited, and after he finished speaking, he coughed, and his face was still a little pale.

Zhi Xi raised his hand and grabbed his wrist, infusing his injured body with mana.

"Listen to the wind, thank you. I am incompetent, but you do your best, without regrets. ”

"Hall Master, why do you say thank you, without the seventh hall, there would be no me today, I should do my best to keep it!"

When Zhixi heard these words, he had an indescribable feeling in his heart.

Watching the seventh hall re-established, and watching Shen Tingfeng's dedication, she felt very guilty in her heart.