Pan Yue appeared outside the main peak hall. Her thoughts were confused and she weakly walked down the steps, as if she had lost her soul. My heart felt like it was being cut by a knife, and I thought to myself, "Why did the Holy Sect suffer such a calamity? Why is God so unfair?"
There were two lines of tears in his eyes, and he cried hoarsely. Walking in front of the temple, letting the breeze blow on my face, my back is so desolate.
Ji Xiyan appeared not far in front of Pan Yue and looked at Pan Yue, whose eyes were red and wet. Ji Xiyan knew the current situation of the Holy Sect and knew that the Holy Sect was no longer the same as before. They were all women, and it just so happened that women didn’t know how to comfort women the least, so they could only watch sadly.
Pan Yue turned her head to adjust her mood, then turned back and looked at Ji Xiyan with a smile, "Why are you here?"
"There's nothing going on at the door, so I just came out for a walk." Ji Xiyan said abruptly, then asked caringly, "Are you okay?"
"Well, it's okay! It just smells a little breathless," Pan Yue smiled so hard.
The two have known each other since they were childhood playmates for thousands of years. They used to be young and crazy, but as time goes by, the feelings, enthusiasm, and heroism of their youth have long been worn away.
"Whether it's an immortal or a human being, after all, it's just a fireworks. Sometimes it's brilliant, but it's also going to end. In the final analysis, it's like they're just chess pieces and dolls under the power of God." Ji Xiyan smiled calmly, "Now, since you're still alive , why don’t you live a more exciting life? It’s not your style to blame others.”
"Yes! Why not live a more wonderful life! But where does the wonderful life come from!" Pan Yue smiled slightly and added, "Two senior brothers died at the hands of the God King because they protected me. How dare I talk about a wonderful life." "
Ji Xiyan said softly, "I think...if the two senior brothers are alive in heaven, they don't want you to become like this."
"Then tell me, what do you think I should look like."
Ji Xiyan was silent for a long time. After a long period of silence, he pointed to a cloud on the horizon and said, "Look at that cloud, it is moved by the wind, and its shape also changes with the size and direction of the wind."
Pan Yue looked around and let out a sigh, then looked at the clouds indifferently, motionless, as if his soul had left the body.
Ji Xiyan walked over in a few steps, and the two stood side by side, "Clouds have no life, everything will be at the mercy of the wind. The wind has no life, it is just a sign of nature. But you and I are living, flesh-and-blood lives." Body. If I said that I can understand your mood at this moment, I would be lying to you. I dare not say that I can understand something that I have not personally experienced."
Pan Yue smiled with tears streaming down her face.
"Everyone is right, so why bother blaming yourself. You and I are just practicing our duties and truly enlightening." Looking at the stupid Pan Yue, Ji Xiyan didn't want to say anything else.
But Pan Yue suddenly said, "Suddenly I really want to go to the clouds and have a look." After saying that, the two looked at each other. There was no more verbal dialogue, just laughter.
At the edge of the foot of the mountain, Chu An, Yun'er and Ah Fu were walking slowly, but their eyelids kept beating and they were flustered, as if they had been hungry for two or three days. There is always a feeling that something is about to happen.
Ah Fu seemed to notice Chu An's uneasiness and asked carefully, "Master, what's wrong with you?"
"Huh? It's okay, let's go!"
Yun'er walked in front alone. She was still so happy as she was bouncing up and down. In Yatou Pianzi's eyes, the place where Chu An is is her home. As for sleeping in the open air or having good food and clothing, these really don't matter to Xiao Yun'er at all.
Ji Xiyan and Pan Yue smiled and then Ji Xiyan said, "Okay, let's go to the clouds and have a look."
The two of them were just about to leap up into the clouds when they saw a golden light shooting down from the sky. In an instant, two majestic men wearing golden armor appeared above the Holy Gate.
One of them said, "This is probably the place that King Yan Yang is talking about."
Another short-haired man agreed, "That's right."
The man who asked the question at first used his spiritual consciousness to inspect the entire Holy Gate, then pursed his lips and sneered, "It's just these ants, do you and I need to take action at the same time?"
"Now, do you think you're going or I'm going?" the short-haired man said casually, but his tone was full of contempt for those in the cultivation world.
"It's just that the ice fell and everything was sealed. Is there any need to face these ants?" The man who spoke before said impatiently.
The short-haired man answered, "Hey, you don't understand this. You and I are gods in the upper world. Since we were ordered to take the lives of these ants, we naturally have to explain it clearly to them, lest they return to dust without knowing why. Because what."
"Since you like to show off so much, then it's up to you!"
The short-haired man laughed and said, "Brother Li, how can this be showing off! You use this word inappropriately."
The man named Li asked, "Then how do you think I should use words?"
"I have a reputation as a teacher. Even though I'm just an ant, I still have to let them know cause and effect."
The godly man named Li just snorted coldly, but ignored the short-haired man.
"Haha, that's all. I won't argue with you, but things are more important." After saying that, the short-haired man appeared outside the Xuanming Peak Hall, floating several feet above the ground. The golden armor is dazzling, and under the high head, everything is things that no longer exist.
"I am the former goalkeeper of Yanyang God King, a great god. I have been specially ordered to come here to take your lives. Do you still have any meaning in peace?" The short-haired god looked scornfully.
Lord Yun Cang and his two senior brothers had already appeared beside Pan Yue and Ji Xiyan. They could only mourn silently as they looked at the aloof gods.
'Gods, immortals, gods and immortals, one god is worth hundreds of immortals. '
Pan Yue took a few steps forward and snorted coldly, "It's ridiculous. You said you want to take my life, but I have to let you slaughter me? It's really the most ridiculous thing in the world."
There was murderous intent everywhere around Youba. He said coldly, "Oh, do ants also want to compete with the sun and the moon?"
"It's not up to you to decide whether it's an ant or the sun and the moon, just show it. If you want to take action, why bother talking about it." At this moment, Pan Yue hated the so-called god.
He saw a big palm coming through the air, Youba said coldly, "If I don't want to repent, I will take your life first, so what!" At the same time, he followed the big palm closely, approaching Pan Yue.
How could Pan Yue, who was still seriously injured, be able to withstand the full palm of the god's anger? He could only retreat again and again. Just a hair's breadth away, the palm was already in front of Pan Yue. As a dignified immortal, Pan Yue, how could she dodge? He had no choice but to use his fairy sword to resist the big palm that had reached his face.
Everyone heard the roaring sound of palms breaking, and when they looked back at Pan Yue, they saw that she, who was already seriously injured... had been knocked several dozen feet away, spitting out blood, and her face, which was already bloodless, was now But even his expression has been lost, like a corpse that has long since lost its soul. But the beauty is a little more touching, or a little more heartbreaking.
