Corpses littered the fields, countless severed limbs, and blood gathered into a long rolling river, running through the entire eastern continent and flowing through the endless eastern sea.

In the past 10,000 years, this greatest corpse plague was countless times more tragic than the previous war between good and evil. After more than several months, it finally ended with the tragic victory of the human army again.

The tranquility , the desolation ...

The setting sun crossed the horizon and gradually set in the west. The vast continent seemed to be sleeping.

In that vast sky, dark clouds covered the whole land, and the entire land was enveloped in darkness, driving away the last trace of light.

The wind blew, the clouds surged, and the sky suddenly became bright and then dimmed. It was the nine-day lightning that tore the sky apart.

Is it the prelude to the storm, the lament of the earth, the roar of the sky, or the resentment of all sentient beings who have died in vain...!

The way of heaven is unkind and regards all things in the world as ants, destroying all living beings in the three realms into water and fire.

--well…!

The tall figure, with long hair and eagle eyes, glanced at the boundless battlefield for the last time, leaving behind a misty shadow and walked away with a flick of his sleeves.

——Rumble…

In an instant, several bolts of lightning illuminated the boundless darkness, and also illuminated the desolate ground. The nine heavens roared angrily, and the whole earth shook with difficulty. Strong winds came from all directions, whistling quietly, as if coming from

Jiuyou's condolences.

Big raindrops fell down, hitting the solid ground hard, making a crackling sound, and the whole land was covered in mist.

…

Deep underground in the Martial Arts Temple of the Eastern Continent, this is a dark world, where you can't even see your fingers, and skulls are all over the ground. Looking from a distance, you can see dark green light shining and floating, like a wisp of flame in the darkness.

"Humanity...! Huh, when this king is born, it will be the end of your life...!"

A hoarse and then thick voice broke the silence and spread slowly.

"Wangchuan-kun, how is he...?"

In the Sea of ​​Bitterness, Wangchuan Shrine, a white-haired man was lying softly on a soft couch. Next to him, Lord Wangchuan's palm was shining with light, resting on the white-haired man's chest.

Behind him, General Blackwater stood upright, with the corners of his mouth trembling slightly under the black bamboo hat.

"Now, although I have repaired his muscles, veins and bones, the damage to his Dantian is really nothing."

The mighty man looked solemn, stood up slowly, and sighed softly.

"Is he really that useless from now on?"

General Blackwater asked, with a hint of unwillingness in his tone.

Mr. Wangchuan turned around, hesitated for a moment, and said: "That's not necessarily the case. If we soak him in the underworld of my palace, there might be a glimmer of hope...but...!"

"Just what?"

Seeing Lord Wangchuan suddenly stop speaking, General Blackwater said anxiously.

"It's just that this method is too heaven-defying. If it succeeds, not only can his magic skills be reunited, but his own cultivation level will also rise significantly. By then, even you will be his opponent. But the hope is too slim, if a

If it’s not good, Brother Li might be wiped out in ashes.”

Mr. Wangchuan didn't care about Heishui's attitude and said leisurely.

"Is there no other way?"

"Do we have any other choice? Maybe we can succeed."

Mr. Wangchuan glared at General Blackwater and walked out.

Heishui was left alone, staring blankly at the unconscious Li Tianluo on the soft couch, not knowing what he was thinking.

The rainy night is bleak, but the thunder and lightning are still there.

In Xiling Bihai Palace, a small building in the middle of the lake, I saw two peerless beauties standing side by side, looking quietly at the west, saying nothing for a long time, as if they were sad, sad, or the hope of the past.

"Can you tell me how you met?"

There was a soft sound, and the two women looked at each other with complicated expressions, as if they were less hostile and more understanding.

After a while, one of the women in green clothes turned her eyes and stared blankly at the drops of rain in the night sky, with a faint smile on her lips and feet, as if she was caught in the deep memories in her eyes.

…

On a long rainy night, a ray of light rises from the east, and before you know it, it's dawn.

"Ling'er is a good girl."

Looking at the rising sun, the woman in white said softly.

"If it were you, you would definitely be like Miss Ling'er."

After a while, the woman in green shirt spoke, but there was a hint of sadness in her tone.

I saw the figure of the woman in white paused, looking at the beautiful woman in front of me who was no less beautiful than myself, and said: "If Miss Ling'er hadn't risked her life to save him, I believe you would have gone for him."

Although the voice of the woman in white was soft, she emphasized the accent on the word 'him'.

The woman in the green shirt turned slightly, and both of them looked at each other, their eyes flowing and misty, and at the same time they smiled lightly. After a night of conversation, the distance between the two stunning women seemed to be getting closer.

"The delicious fragrance came earlier...!"

The two of them were about to say something when they heard a crisp and cheerful voice outside the door. After a while, a fair and cute little maid walked in with a smile carrying a large plate of snacks.

"Puch...!"

Seeing the little maid come in, the girl in white suddenly covered her mouth and smiled.

"Uh...? Sister Yu'er, what's wrong with you?" the woman in green shirt next to her asked in shock. This was the first time she saw Xiaoyu smile in the past few days, and she couldn't help but feel a little confused.

Even the little maid was stunned at this time. She saw the strange look of the woman in white staring at her, which made the little maid feel a little uncomfortable. The carefree little maid was standing there at this time.

Not even sitting down, his face was flushed.

But they didn't know that Xiaoyu heard the woman in green shirt say last night that Li Tian had taught this disobedient little maid a lesson when he was in Bihai Palace, and now when he saw this little maid come in, he couldn't help laughing.

, I didn’t expect that Li Tianluo would have such a cute side after being frustrated.

Thinking of this, she suddenly remembered what Yang Luoqing said to her during the battle with Fei Zhan that day. The joy she felt just now disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by a faint sadness.

"Nothing..., I'm going out for a walk, you can eat first!"

Xiaoyu whispered and walked outside.

"Miss, what's wrong with Sister Yu'er?"

After seeing Xiaoyu go out, the little maid put down the plate in her hand and asked in a low voice.

"nothing…!"

The woman in green shirt said that almost at the same time, she also remembered the news that her father brought when he returned. There were faint tears in her eyes.

"Senior Brother Yan, how is your injury?"

At Qingshi Inn, Tian Xuan was holding a large bowl of medicinal soup, looking at Yan Xiaolong who was half leaning on the bed, and said with concern.

"Thank you for your concern, junior brother. It's just a hidden injury, nothing more. By the way, how is the reconstruction of our Divine Sword Sect going?"

Although Yan Xiaolong was injured in bed, his eyes were bright and clear, but his voice was a little weak.
Chapter completed!