Everyone in the presbytery is gathering together to chat.
Lan Cangze, Shalongdian, Yun Qingqing, Duan Shuang, Lan Zuiwu, and Chu Mubai were sitting at the table.
Lan Zuiwu said: "Brother, I didn't expect you to come to Da Yang Mansion as a teaching assistant."
It was obvious that Shalongdian was not used to coexisting peacefully with Lan Zuiwu at the moment, so he just responded with a hum, with an indifferent expression.
Lan Cangze smiled and said: "My dear grandson, I see you are not so cold towards Dean Yun. Why are you so cold towards your sister?"
Sha Longdian looked bad and forcefully explained to Lan Zuiwu: "Because I was injured and need to stay in Da Yang Mansion to rest."
Yun Qingqing on the side saw this and couldn't help but smile.
Lan Zuiwu couldn't help but worry when he heard that Dragon Killing Palace was injured, and said, "Ever since you left the Corpse City, Mubai and I really didn't trust you, so we followed you all the way to the Snow Mountain. What happened after that?" What happened? Why were you injured?"
Shalongdian's stern brows twitched slightly, as if he was extremely reluctant to recall what happened at that time. Yun Qingqing was worried that talking about the past would touch his sadness again.
Then he helped explain: "Your brother was captured by Yu Fengxing and taken to the Yuelang Kingdom. When I saw him, he was seriously injured and unconscious. Later, I took him back to Dayang Mansion to recuperate. What happened before, I I asked him but he didn’t remember.”
Lan Zuiwu wanted to ask further, but Chu Mubai on the side quickly saw the clues and reached out to hold Lan Zuiwu's hand to stop her from asking any more questions.
Chu Mubai looked at the Dragon Killing Palace and said, "Your Highness, I wonder if your injuries are better now?"
Shalongdian didn't have any objection to his prospective brother-in-law, but he was not enthusiastic either. He still said coldly: "Thank you, nothing serious."
Lan Zuiwu murmured in his heart, how can his brother teach his students well with such a dead look? You are really here to mislead others!
In order to break the dull deadlock, Duan Shuang said: "Well, His Royal Highness is very popular with the classmates here, especially the female classmates... Hahaha!"
He originally wanted to break the dull deadlock, but he didn't expect that his words, like his cold jokes, instantly silenced the situation and made the pressure even lower.
Lan Cangze shook his head, thinking that he had to intervene, and said: "Xiao Zuiwu, the elder has missed you so much these years. You don't even know how to come back to see the elder! Just know that Chengtian and Chu Mubai This kid is running around blindly!"
Lan Zuiwu suddenly blushed and said shyly: "Grandpa Elder, what are you talking about!"
Seeing Lan Zuiwu's blushing face, Lan Cangze couldn't help but raise his head and laugh loudly: "Okay, okay, elder grandpa won't say anything anymore, won't say anything anymore... I don't know what happened to this boy Zhenfeng..."
Speaking of this, he couldn't help but feel melancholy.
"Speaking of you three, it reminds me of your useless master. I wonder how he is doing now? He said he wanted to stop the Moon Worshiping Demon Lord before, but now he is gone forever... "
At this moment, Zuo Sima walked in holding a baby.
Lan Cangze was startled for a moment, and hurriedly stood up and said, "Zuo Sima, who is the child you are holding in your arms?"
Zuo Sima nodded, looked at him and said, "Elder Lan, he is my and Lingdu's child..."
Everyone couldn't help but be shocked. Lan Cangze had heard Zuo Sima say before that Ling Yun would find a way to find Zuo Sima's child, but they didn't expect that she actually did it.
Seeing the baby in Zuo Sima's arms, everyone was surprised and happy.
However, Zuo Sima's face was full of sadness, and Lan Cangze was puzzled.
, but he was well-informed, and he immediately understood what Zuo Sima was sad about, and said: "Could it be that this child..."
Zuo Sima said sadly: "The child is born weak, and he was born less than a month old. I'm afraid..."
Lan Cangze comforted him: "Don't worry, I will do my best to find a way to save this child for you."
Zuo Sima's heart felt warm, his eyes were slightly red, and he said, "Thank you, Elder Lan!"
Lan Cangze suddenly remembered something and said, "By the way, did you see Xiao Qi when you went to the Demon Palace? Is he okay?"
Zuo Sima felt a sting in his heart and lowered his eyes, not daring to look at Lan Cangze.
He knew how much Lan Cangze liked the cynical Nangong Qi, who loved him almost as if he were half a son. Now that he was suddenly told that Nangong Qi was dead, he might not be able to accept it.
Seeing Zuo Sima's silence, Lan Zuiwu was also very anxious. After all, her master was trapped in the devil's cave, and she was really worried.
"Zuo Jiezhi, what happened to my master?"
Chu Mubai also said: "Zuo Jianzhang, tell me quickly! Did something happen to Master?"
Seeing Zuo Sima gritting his teeth and crying, holding back the grief in his heart, Lan Cangze suddenly realized something and couldn't help but trembled: "Could it be that Xiao Qi him... Xiao Qi him... is impossible, absolutely impossible!"
Lan Cangze didn't want to believe it.
Zuo Sima choked and said: "Xiao Qi... is dead!"
As soon as these words came out, it was like a bolt from the blue.
Lan Cangze felt like the world was spinning. He staggered before he could stand and was about to fall. Fortunately, Duan Shuang on the side had quick eyes and quick hands and supported him.
"Elder Lan! Elder Lan!"
Upon seeing this, Yun Qingqing hurriedly rushed to help.
Lan Zuiwu and Chu Mubai on the side were stunned when they heard the bad news about Nangong Qi. They really couldn't accept that a living person would be gone without him, and that person was their most respected master.
Lan Zuiwu shouted: "No - it's impossible! My master is not dead! He is not dead! Master...Master..."
Lan Zuiwu burst into tears. Chu Mubai on the side supported her, then looked at Zuo Sima and said, "Zuo Jianzhu, is it true? Is my master really dead?"
He held on to a glimmer of hope that it was all just a misunderstanding.
Zuo Sima said: "I was like you at first, hoping that this was just a misunderstanding, that Xiao Qi is still alive, but this is true. Mu Bai, Nangong Qi... he is really dead."
Yun Qingqing on the side said: "Zuo Jiezhao, what is going on? Is it a scam by the demons?"
Zuo Sima shook his head in despair and said: "I saw Nangong Qi's grave with my own eyes. Ling Yun personally told me that he was dead. Ling Yun would not lie to others about Nangong Qi's life and death."
Lan Cangze finally regained his breath, pointed at Zuo Sima with a trembling finger, and said sadly: "He...how did he die? Did Ling Yun kill him? Really?"
Zuo Sima shook his head and said, "No."
Chu Mubai said: "Then how did my master die?"
Zuo Sima said sadly:
"On that day, Ling Yun and the Demon Emperor went to the Demon Valley. They wanted to use the God-Breaking Formation to open the seven-way god's restriction. Unexpectedly, the seven-way god's restriction was too strong and almost backfired on them."
"Nangong Qi originally wanted to stop him, but he was a step too late. When he arrived, Ling Yun and the Demon Emperor were both trapped in the formation.
In the midst of the law, seeing that Ling Yun was about to die in front of him, Nangong Qi did not hesitate to use the Demon Killing Order to break the formation and save Ling Yun's life. "
Lan Cangze's eyes widened and he said, "Devil-killing order?"
Zuo Sima nodded slowly, smiled bitterly, and said: "Perhaps it was already determined in the past life and this life. It turns out that Nangong Qi's previous life was the Youhuang Immortal Lord. He and the Moon Worshiping Demon Lord have been entangled for thousands of years. In the end, the two of them still... They didn’t escape the fate of falling in love and killing each other.”
Lan Cangze couldn't help crying silently when he heard this, and said: "Xiao Qi... Xiao Qi is really dead! Xiao Qi..."
"Master!" Chu Mubai and Lan Zuiwu said in unison.
The two of them burst into tears in the end. The master who had been with them for so many years, who was like a brother and a father, left them like this. They could not even see him for the last time.
The sudden bad news brought a layer of sadness to the entire Da Yang Mansion. The sun passed through the rich shade of trees on the walkway of Da Yang Mansion, and time slowly slipped through the gaps in the branches.
Zuo Sima carried his child to Mo Lingdu's grave, knelt in front of the grave and said: "Lingdu, I finally found our child. Look... how cute he looks, he looks so much like you. …”
Speaking of this, he couldn't help but choked up and said: "Although he may not live long, I will still give him a happy life, and I will let him spend every day happily. Lingdu... I will give him a happy life." I gave him a name, Zuo Pingan. I want him to live a peaceful life in the future, free from illness and disaster, do you agree?"
The wind gently blew the surrounding flowers and plants, as if the ink spirits were responding to him.
Zuo Sima choked with laughter, wiped away his tears gently, looked at the child sleeping soundly in his arms, and suppressed a sad smile.
The death of one life heralds the birth of another.
In this world, birth, aging, sickness and death are normal, and life and death alternate constantly.
What they can't let go of is just their emotional bond with each other.
In the Peach Blossom Valley, the Moon Worshiping Demon Lord Ling Yun stood alone, dressed in white, kneeling on Nangong Qi's grave, looking at it dreamily.
A white butterfly flapped its wings and landed gently on the tombstone.
Ling Yun raised his eyes and looked at the white butterfly with tears in his eyes.
At this moment, Ye Li came behind her without knowing when, and he said to her: "Demon Lord."
However, Ling Yun was still grieving silently, as if she didn't hear his call at all. She just stared at Nangong Qi's tombstone with dilated pupils, feeling sad and crying.
The corner of Ye Li's mouth suddenly twitched slightly, revealing a strange and sinister smile. He said again: "Demon Lord, I have a gift that I want to give to you, Demon Lord."
Ling Yun still didn't respond.
Ye Li walked straight up and stood in front of her, like a ghost, and whispered: "The Demon Lord will definitely like it after seeing it!"
Ling Yun raised his head and stared blankly at Ye Li standing next to him.
The afterglow of the setting sun hit Ye Li's tall body, and his stern face was shrouded in a layer of gloom. His eye sockets showed a deep black color, with a hint of femininity in his eyes, and he smiled crookedly.
There were still marks on his handsome cheeks from the last time Ling Yun hit him. The marks were deep and long, but they were the only thing Ling Yun left to him.
After that, he secretly swore in his heart that he would get what Yeli wanted, no matter what the means.
Ye Li smiled maliciously, then stretched out his right hand, slowly opened his palm, and a white hair tie slowly slid down.
