Just when He Qing fell into a terrible guess, he saw that at the door of the main hall, a faint forbidden light curtain was flowing at this moment, and soon, a person walked out of it. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

He Qing and Lin Lin immediately turned around and looked at him vigilantly.

――It's not okay if you're not vigilant.,Digging out the body under the tree behind someone's back.,Although what Ying Niang did was not a good thing.,It's inevitable that there will be some embarrassment of being caught.。

It's a strange feeling...... Why didn't you do anything bad but were a little weak-hearted......

He Qing's heart was entangled.

Who knew that the boy didn't even look at them, but his hands and arms stretched forward slightly, as if he was holding something.

He Qing and Lin Lin opened their eyes wide and looked carefully, and their eyesight was exhausted, and only then did they vaguely see from his posture that the silhouette of the void was infinitely close to transparent.

This, is this Chen Yingniang? Obviously she was fine just now, why did her soul power deplete to such an extent in this moment's effort?

He Qing was shocked, remembering his guess about the furnace just now, and couldn't help glaring at the boy.

- In such a short period of time, if someone hadn't forcibly sucked the spiritual power from her body, according to the spiritual power that Yingniang had accumulated for many years, it would have been impossible to become like this. Looking at this young man like jade and snow, how can he do things so ruthlessly?

She was about to speak, but saw the boy hold Yingniang tighter again, and the aura in his hand was contained, barely helping her maintain the figure that was about to drift away.

"Ying Niang, you see, the world is so far away, and the mountains and rivers are so beautiful, it is really a prosperous era that we have never hoped for. ”

The man in his arms was speechless.

Mingjue looked down and saw that in his arms, Yingniang had fallen into the final dying.

He suddenly turned his head sideways, looked at the coffin behind He Qing and the others, and then looked at the overwhelming tung flowers, and suddenly smiled softly.

"Yingniang, is this tung flower beautiful?"

"When I was a child, I asked you, will this plane tree really attract a phoenix? When the flowers turn purple, the phoenix will naturally come. ”

"But I've been waiting for years, and the paulownia flowers have always been yellow-green, and never a single purple flower has ever bloomed. Now, with the spiritual power that remained in your body when you were banned, the flower has finally bloomed purple. But Phoenix, I'm afraid it will never come......"

The breeze was blowing, and the small lilac flowers were floating in the air, and those flowers fell mischievously into the body of the person in front of them, on the neck, in the hair, wrapped around the hair and sleeves, indescribably gentle.

Mingjue half-squatted on the ground, and with one free hand, he grabbed a small flower.

"Now that your body has seen the light of day, I am afraid that it will not be preserved. When you die, I will cremate it into thousands of dust, collect it in every paulownia flower, and wander in this vast world with the wind...... Count on it, you've fulfilled your wish. ”

Ming Jue said softly: "For so many years, you have never seriously seen this prosperous scene, now, please be free to go wherever you want." As long as it's windy, you can always see it. ”

The Ying Niang in his arms couldn't even maintain her silhouette at the moment, and her body was almost completely integrated into the air. Mingjue's eyesight was exhausted, but he only saw her lips, and finally showed a wistful smile.

He laughed too.

Although Mingjue's voice was small, he did not deliberately avoid He Qing, and with He Qing's keen five senses, he could naturally hear it clearly.

But...... How could what she heard be different from what she had imagined?

At this moment, seeing a soul disappear and no chance of dying, He Qing and Lin Lin stood aside, and they couldn't help but feel a little sour in their hearts.

Although Mingjue didn't show much sadness, that kind of heart-wrenching sadness couldn't be stopped. But Yingniang completely dissipated into his arms, and her trust in him was unparalleled. It's not what He Qing fantasized about just now, Ying Niang was forced to become this person's furnace and something.

He Qing tightened his brows, puzzled.

And only at this time, the boy in front of him finally stood up straight, and slowly approached the coffin exposed to sunlight under He Qingru's vigilant gaze of the enemy.

He stared at Ying Niang's face and didn't take it away for a long time.

He Qing couldn't help but feel a little weak and embarrassed when he thought of the depression on Yingniang's face that she poked, but Mingjue didn't care too much, he just sighed deeply after staring for a long time.

Then, with a flick of his fingers, a red flame fell into Yingniang's chest and abdomen. In just one breath, the bean-sized flame seemed to be boiling oil, and immediately burst into flames, staining the whole coffin into a small sea of fire.

He Qing was stunned for a moment, could it be that she really wanted to burn Ying Niang's body? She subconsciously stretched out her hand, wanting to use her spiritual power to suppress this red lotus-like flame. However, the strange thing was that no matter how much she mobilized her spiritual power, the flame did not dissipate at all.

The boy stood there, staring at everything in front of him, and suddenly said, "The fire of the Netherland will always only burn dead things, and will turn everything it wants to burn into dust. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, within a moment, the raging flames turned the entire coffin, along with the Ying Niang inside, into a small puff of gray-white powder.

The boy stretched out his hand and put it in his palm, and the burning ashes flew straight into his palm as if they had eyes. No matter how the breeze blew around in this courtyard, not a single trace was missed.

Mingjue stood there, holding the ball of powder in both hands, and suddenly the wind around him was fierce, shaking the tall plane trees with a rattling sound, and the branches rubbed against the flowers, making a fluttering sound.

One after another, the lilac tung flowers fell to the ground, and they were blown from side to side by the wind in the sky, and they didn't know what to do.

And Mingjue blew lightly on the ball of white ash he was holding in both hands.

At this moment, the dust in the sky immediately swept towards the scattered flowers, and He Qing and Lin Lin didn't have time to avoid it, but they saw that the surroundings were already clear.

In just that moment, it was all settled.

Only the strange flowers frozen in mid-air are still swaying slightly at the moment, and in the middle of each flower, there are three or five grains of white ash that are difficult to find with the naked eye.

And under the influence of this uninterrupted wind, the lilac paulownia flowers were immediately blown left and right, fluttering and falling on the branches, and then being swept by the wind, whistling out of the yard, flying to the alleys and houses, flying to the distant mid-air, flying to the unknown distance.

And when all this was back to normal, and the tung flowers all over the ground were scattered and flew into the distance, Mingjue finally turned his head sideways, his eyes were cold, and his expression was solemn.

He asked, "Who are you?"