"Hmm." Zhao Yue nodded, suddenly his eyes were red, and all the words were stuck in his throat and couldn't come out.

Luo Ci just glanced at him, then thought of something, pushed him away and strode in the direction of the Black Flag Army.

"Brother Zhao, what's going on? Miss Mu, hey, you, why are you crying? Jiang Shaoxin originally wanted to inquire, but he didn't expect to see a seven-foot man shed tears, as if he was scared of something.

"The young master is so good...... Zhao Yue wiped his tears, "And so young, why is she ......?"

Jiang Shaoxin understood in an instant, "You mean ......?"

Before Zhao Yue finished speaking, he had already hurriedly caught up with Luo Ci in front.

"Qingyin Immortal, something ...... something"

Luo Ci shook off his hand and pushed away the people who were stacked in front of him, no one spoke in the huge barracks, and the surroundings were so quiet that it seemed that all the sounds had disappeared.

When those people saw him, as if they had some kind of tacit understanding, they silently parted, made a way, and let him walk through.

With every step, Luo Ci had a feeling of stepping on the last journey of his life, as if he was getting closer and closer to the end of his life.

What's ...... The feeling that suffocated him tightened his shackles.

Finally, when the last person got out of the way, the scene that fell into his eyes almost made his body lose all its ability to support it.

The suffocating, quiet, stagnant air was constantly compressing and pushing around him, squeezing out all the air he could breathe.

His footsteps staggered, Jiang Shaoxin hurriedly helped him, he still pushed the hand away and walked towards the ...... step by step She.

She was lying on a wooden stretcher, was carried in and placed on the ground.

She was still wearing the same set of silver-white soft armor she had seen this morning, but the difference was that she was covered in blood now, which showed how fierce she had fought with the demon clan.

Her hair was tied up, and it didn't hide the scar on the left side of her face in the slightest, because she was flying from her heart, and her eyebrows and eyes were full of light that people couldn't ignore, how could anyone still look at her scars?

But when her eyes were closed, her skin was pale, and there was not a trace of blood, the scar was so stark.

"Qingyin Immortal Monarch, the young master died in battle, please ......" Shi Ying choked in his throat for a long time with a crying voice before he spoke, "Please mourn ......"

The Mu Lanjun who came with them, everyone's white robes were stained red with blood, just like their dead young master.

Luo Ci 'buzzed' in his ears, his legs knelt down uncontrollably, as if he couldn't control his body, his hands trembled for a long time, and he finally grabbed Mu Hanyan's hand.

Cold......

His heart seemed to be clutched, and he couldn't hear anyone around him, but he quickly confirmed his guess from her hand.

It wasn't her, but the truth made his heart even heavier.

This is the real Mu Hanyan, so...... What about her?

She just said this morning that she would not leave, why did she leave in this way?

"It's the Soul of the Van Spirit!" Mu Yunfei's voice suddenly sounded, he knelt beside Mu Hanyan, his face was pale, and he looked very seriously injured, "It's that demon sect demon girl, kill Yan'er!" ”

"No, it won't." Luo Ci whispered that she never killed innocent people.

"I saw it with my own eyes!" Mu Yunfei was full of hatred, "I heard her and the little demon king say that the Demon Sect Leader sent her to kill Yan'er, this is her mission!" ”

The color on Luo Ci's face receded in an instant.