Xuan Ming devoted his life to sending Qiao Shuying to the clouds. Just thinking of this day makes him excited, and his eyes shine.

  "By the way, it was her beloved gossip furnace that she jumped off, and she must be able to smile at Jiuquan——!"

  In an instant, the wind was raging, and the sky of the Immortal Palace was like a sea of fire——!

  Those clear and delicate eyes were extremely red.

  The disciples of the Immortal Palace conjured weapons in their hands, and their expressions were as solemn as arrows on the string, as long as Mu Zisu gave an order, even if they fought for their lives, they would never let anyone from the Shenxiao Sect retreat!

  But—

  Xuan Ming was not afraid at all, he said slowly: "Zisu, I advise you not to be rash, with you remnants of the defeated generals, how can I endure it?" Our Shenxiao Sect disciples are not the same as in the past, Gu Xiuyuan doesn't even have the strength to hold a sword now, right? What about Fudo Myoki? and forsake you, and go ahead. Oh yes, how can I forget your patron of the Immortal Palace, Mr. Xiao? In the past, I was jealous of him, but now he doesn't even know who he is, does he? His eyes narrowed slightly, "Master Mu, weigh it carefully, if I can't go out today, he will definitely visit the Immortal Palace with three thousand floating slaughter!! ”

  Now even a villain like Xuan Ming has gained ambition because of the Three Thousand Floating Massacre, and while Xiao Xian is seriously ill, he dares to use the Juggernaut and the Martial Emperor to oppress Mu Zisu.

  When everyone in the Immortal Palace heard these words, they only felt depressed in their chests, but they could only swallow their anger!

  Mu Zisu trembled with anger, but she had no choice at all!!

  Xuanming's laughter became more and more rampant.

  Mu Zisu raised his hand, and a flame burst into the sky, the explosion was deafening, and the entire sky seemed to be burning.

  Even the disciples of the Shenxiao Sect were terrified by this angry force.

  In the sea of fire, Mu Zisu walked towards Xuan Ming step by step, and under the shadow, her eyes were scarlet, "Xuan Ming, you remember, as long as you can't kill me, as long as I don't die, one day, I will bloodwash the Shenxiao faction to sacrifice Lin Dongqing's spirit in the sky!" ”

  Xuan Ming just thought in his heart that Mu Zisu would never turn over, and Xiao Xian would never wake up again, she could only struggle and sink in the mire, which was what he wanted to see the most, who let her once take away Qiao Shuying's brilliance.

  Xuan Ming raised his eyebrows and saluted: "The old man is waiting for the head of the Shenxiao Sect. ”

  In front of everyone's eyes, the disciples of the Xuan Ming and Shenxiao Sect swaggered out of the Immortal Palace, and the eyes of every Immortal Palace disciple who looked at their backs burst with scarlet hatred.

  Sooner or later, they will have to avenge this revenge.

  Mu Zisu instructed Shouyi and Ah Fu to pack up Lin Dongqing's belongings, and Ah Fu presented Lin Dongqing's suicide note to Mu Zisu, which said that she hoped that Mu Zisu would hand over all her savings over the years to her parents and younger brother.

  So, Mu Zisu took A-Yao to Lin Dongqing's house, and before leaving, he told everyone that he must not tell Gu Xiuyuan about Lin Dongqing's death, and let him recuperate with peace of mind first.

  Mu Zisu felt that the return of relics was the hardest drudgery in the world, and every time she faced the parents who lost their children, she didn't know how to speak. But in the future, she will say many more such things.

  When Lin Dongqing's parents learned of his death, they cried profusely, wondering if this sad cry was a sense of guilt that she threw into the woods because of her incurable disease.

  On the moss-covered steps, Lin Dongqing's father was smoking a cigarette pouch with a tired face, he was actually only in his thirties, but he looked very old.