Liu Yiqing tried his best to suppress the stuffiness in his heart, and gently called his junior sister.

Everything is abrupt, trance-like and unreal.

"The book of resignation, it is a letter of resignation written by Senior Brother Zhou......" He Qing'er slowly came back to her senses and muttered a little sadly.

Leng You He Qing'er conveyed spiritual energy, slowly stopped at this time, and said, "Senior sister, this is nothing. ”

He Qing'er smiled reluctantly and bitterly: "Yes, it's nothing, we ...... Let's go to the main palace to see my brother. ”

"Senior sister, you're very sad. Zi Wu said coquettishly.

He Qing'er said softly: "Zi Wu and the senior brothers don't have to worry, I'll be fine in a while, let's go to the main palace to visit Senior Brother Zhou now......"

That weak beauty can't make too many expressions, and it can't be done, and now it's wandering, no matter how bad it is, there's nothing worse than now.

Zhao Buzhu's faces were forced to ease, and they didn't say much from beginning to end, and with a roll of their cold hands, several people flew over the immortal abyss.

At the end of the main peak square in the east, in front of the Taixu Palace, Zhou Sheng looked at the railing and looked down on all beings.

Sensing the arrival of Leng You, Zhou Sheng's face was suddenly filled with harmony and joy and walked down the steps, and his proud demeanor was flying.

"Senior Brother Zhou......" He Qing'er said with a weak smile.

Zhou Sheng put his right hand behind him, and said aloud to a few people: "Senior Sister Qing'er, Senior Brother Leng, and three senior brothers, you are here, I don't know what is the matter?"

Zhou Sheng stood upright, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, which made people feel like a spring breeze.

After looking at it in a daze for a long time, He Qing'er finally muttered bitterly: "It's nothing ......"

He Qing'er's weak body trembled, staggered, and was held firmly by Leng You.

He Qing'er was in a trance and muttered, "Senior brother, let's go......"

"Hmm. ”

Leng Youwei nodded slightly, and helped her senior sister to leave calmly.

"Senior sister...... Masters...... Senior Sister Qing'er!"

The voice seemed to come from outside the sky, He Qing'er looked around, and didn't know when he left the Taixu Palace, he was about to walk to the center of the square, and when he was clear about the person in front of him, He Qing'er smiled and said: "Senior Sister Xiaoxin......"

Yuping Palace Lin Xiaoxin led several senior sisters and sisters to smile strongly, and greeted He Qing'er closely, chatting and talking, several female disciples Lirong couldn't squeeze out a smile, how could they not see He Qing'er's serious state.

The mind is wandering, and the end is not far away.

Lin Xiaoxin asked several senior sisters and sisters to leave first, and said bitterly: "Senior Sister Shui's cultivation is regressive, I don't know where she was taken by the master, maybe she won't see it for the rest of her life, and now, Senior Sister Qing'er is seriously ill...... How so. ”

"Senior Sister Shui, we believe that she will always come back, as for Senior Sister and I, Senior Sister, you don't have to worry about ......"

“...... Senior sister, take care. ”

Lin Xiaoxin couldn't say anything when he said it, looked at a few people in Qushui Palace, said "take care" to He Qing'er, and turned to leave.

Who is He Qing'er, she is the granddaughter of Qingxiao Zhenren, the daughter of He Yi'an, and the daughter of Xu Yurou, a former fairy.

"Senior Sister Qing'er!"

"Senior Sister Qing'er!"

Along the way, many disciples who left the hated sky greeted each other, shushing the cold and asking for warmth, looking at He Qing'er's weak and trance-like appearance, everyone couldn't squeeze out the slightest smile, their expressions were solemn, and several families were sad.

As she walked, He Qing'er's eyes flickered, and her face gradually became dazed.

Liang Qiuming also came over, and was shocked when he saw this: "Why did Senior Sister Qing'er suddenly become so serious......?

Liang Qiuming's face was full of surprise, he originally wanted to say that He Qing'er could survive for a while no matter how bad he was, but now his state is obviously extremely poor, and he can't last long.

"What the hell is going on?" asked Liang Qiuming calmly.

"Not long ago, it was the senior brother in charge......"

Zhao Buzhu opened his mouth, and He Qing'er interrupted with a slight soft smile: "Senior brother, don't say anything, okay?"

He Qing'er didn't want to spread the news that would have a bad impact on Zhou Sheng, Zhao Buzhu was silent and nodded, "Listen to my junior sister, don't say anything." ”

He Qing'er smiled slightly, but in the midst of several people, her weak body seemed to have lost all her strength and went limp, her eyes were very dim, and her mind was spinning for a while.

With a cold face in front of her, He Qing'er nodded slightly and said softly: "I don't have anything." After those eyes looked around, the blank look on their faces became heavier and heavier.

He Qing'er can't remember much in his mind.

"This is Senior Brother Liang of the Heavenly Punishment Palace. Leng You introduced.

"Oh, Senior Brother Liang...... Forgive me......" He Qing'er tried her best to lift her spirits and muttered.

Liang Qiuming smiled bitterly.

"Senior Sister Qing'er, you must take care. ”

In the end, Liang Qiuming gave up his hand and strode away with a bitter mouth.

He Qing'er was dazed and muttered, "Senior brother, am I familiar with Senior Brother Liang before?"

"Well, it's very familiar, we also crossed the Northwest Ancient Desert together more than ten years ago, Senior Brother Liang took great care of Senior Sister, and after Senior Sister fell ill, he often came to visit. Leng Yu responded softly.

He Qing'er was at a loss.

Silently looked up at the square, looking at it, Lirong gradually looked stupid.

"Senior Sister is thinking about the East China Sea pearl that Senior Brother Zhou gave you in the past?" asked Leng You.

"Hmm. He Qing'er responded softly.

He Qing'er slowly retracted her gaze and smiled weakly: "Senior brother, let's go back." ”

"It's fine. Leng Yu simply agreed.

The direction He Qing'er looked at was Qushui Palace, but she hadn't moved yet, her eyes were dark, and everything suddenly went dark.

......

Qushui Palace.

Zhao Buzhu said coldly: "Senior Brother Liu, go and call Senior Brother Ding." ”

"Brother Keding......"

"If he doesn't come, he'll regret it for the rest of his life. ”

Liu Yiqing's body stiffened, his fingers trembled slightly, and he left silently.

He Qing'er was lying on the bed, confused, vaguely heard the human voice, followed the sound trail and woke up, when she opened her eyes, she was greeted by Zi Wu's flawless and delicate face.

"Senior sister!" Zi Wu exclaimed.

He Qing'er smiled at Zi Wu lightly, her eyes swept over the few senior brothers in the room softly, she was no longer as panicked as before, although her face was weak, she was calm and peaceful, as if she had changed a person, she had seen through the world, and she was no longer at a loss.

Leng You helped her senior sister up, and He Qing'er said with a faint expectation: "Let's go out for a walk......

Now, even He Qing'er knows that she can't do it.

"Hmm. Leng Youyou nodded quietly.

He Qing'er didn't have much physical strength, so he put a pillar of incense on his father and mother, and walked in the palace for a while, and he was gradually tired, and finally a few people from Qushui Palace stood on the edge of the cliff on the bank of Qushui Tianchi, hunting in clothes, and quietly watching the golden sunset in the distance.

"Senior sister. Zi Wujiao said.

He Qing'er smiled softly and reached out to touch Zi Wu's face.

Purple Dance is close at hand, but it is far away, illusory and ethereal, and her arms seem to weigh a thousand pounds, making it difficult to touch Purple Dance.

He Qing'er's body was weak, and when she collapsed, she fell into Leng You's arms.

"Senior sister, you're tired. Leng Yu spoke calmly, squatted down slowly, and tried his best to let the senior sister in his arms not suffer.

In Leng You's arms, He Qing'er's eyelids were heavy, and she struggled to open her eyes to see Leng You's faces, she squeezed out a slightly weak smile, and said quietly: "Senior brother, I'm going to die, right......?"

"Senior sister, you won't die!" Huaida suddenly said loudly.

"Yes...... Yes......" He Qing'er responded quietly.

Zhao Buzhu squatted beside him and said calmly: "Senior Sister Qing'er, don't talk nonsense. ”

He Qing'er smiled weakly and said, "Senior sister knows that senior brother is reluctant...... It's just a junior sister...... Tried my best......"

Zhao Buzhu slammed his right hand on the hard stone ground behind him, the skin was open, and the flesh was blurred.

"Senior sister, junior sister!" In the distance, Ding Zheng's low roar sounded.

Ding Zheng wore his hair and stumbled over, and when he saw the senior sister in Leng You's arms, the blood of the whole body was coagulated, his face was pale, his demonic nature retreated, and his voice was extremely hoarse: "Master...... Sister ......"

Behind him, Liu Yiqing followed, with an ugly and wry smile on his face: "Senior sister, how can you be like this......"

"Senior Brother Ding, Senior Brother Liu......" He Qing'er called the two gently, and smiled softly and weakly: "Senior Brother Ding...... You must not fall into the devil...... Senior Brother Liu...... Later...... The devil is attacking the mountain, you can live well......"

"Yes, brotherhood. Liu Yi smiled bitterly and nodded to his junior sister again and again, just a few days ago, he was covered in blood, which made the junior sister in front of him panic and fear.

"Purple Dance ......" He Qing'er slowly turned her gaze to Purple Dance, her gaze soft.

"Well, senior sister!" Purple Dance responded obediently.

"Senior brother, he ...... I don't know much about it, but ...... If you like to follow him, he will always protect your ......"

"Mmmm, I believe in Senior Sister, and I also believe in Leng You!" Zi Wujiao said.

He Qing'er smiled slightly, and finally turned her gaze slowly, her face smiled slightly, but her eyes were full of resentment, and she said quietly: "I feel it...... Someday...... Bro...... Will have a life-and-death battle with Senior Brother Zhou......"

Speaking of this, He Qing'er had a faint pleading on her face, and she spoke with great difficulty: "If Senior Brother Zhou is defeated...... Bro...... Can you spare his life...... He...... It's actually quite pitiful......"

Cold silence.

By this time, He Qing'er still did not forget to ask for a favor for Zhou Sheng.

Senior Sister faintly looked forward to it, and after a long time, Leng Youcai nodded slowly and said, "I promise Senior Sister." ”

He Qing'er was overjoyed, a touch of blush appeared on Qingli's face, and she had no regrets.

The golden sunset sprinkled on his face, and He Qing'er seemed to be reborn.

"Senior sister, junior sister!" Liu Yiqing, Zhao Buzhu, and Huai Da couldn't help but shout softly.

"Senior brother...... Purple Dance ...... Zhao Buzhu ...... "His eyes moved with difficulty, as if he wanted to carve everyone to the deepest part of his heart, and finally, his eyes moved to the west, and he quietly enjoyed the last round of sunset with a few people from Qushui Palace, as if he was carefree many years ago."

The sunset blurred people's eyes, and gradually, He Qing'er closed her eyes quietly.

"Senior sister, she's gone. Zi Wu grabbed He Qing'er's little hand and said coquettishly.

Leng Youyou quietly hugged He Qing'er, beside He Qing'er, the four senior brothers of Qushui Palace had cold hands and feet......

Before dusk sets, the deceased is gone.