At this moment, Li Qinglian's face was full of relief, but she did not show her figure, strolling under the city wall.

Compared with the city wall that stretches for hundreds of millions of miles, Li Qinglian's figure is as small as dust, which is so inconspicuous......

With the naked eye, it can be seen that the old lady's dragon body is the cornerstone, even after more than ten thousand years, there is still an amazing divinity in the dragon body, but there is no life.

On the already scarred dragon body, there were traces of knives and axes everywhere, and even if it died, its remnants were also mortal dust to resist the attacks of the heavens again and again.

The dragon's head is facing the direction of the desolation, making a head high, even if there is no divine light in a pair of dragon eyes, but what he is looking at is still his homeland!

It was not only the immortal corpse that was cast into the Fengtian Xiongguan, but also the monks who had fallen in the battle between the immortals and mortals......

Their reputation is not obvious, and perhaps no one can remember their names, but even so, when they were about to die, they still gave up the opportunity to reincarnate, and instead merged into the city wall with their stump bodies, using their last strength to protect mortal dust and clarify their intentions.

It is precisely because I have so many such existences that Fan Chen was able to turn over in one fell swoop and take the initiative!

Fingertips caressed the mottled walls, and there were even dried blood stains on them, and there were marks of knives and axes everywhere.

Through her fingertips, Li Qinglian can feel the heart-wrenching stories that once happened here, and the sad songs that burst into tears.

When I closed my eyes, the sound of rushing and killing seemed to be in my ears, the bloody rain and bloody wind, the mountains of corpses and the sea of blood, and the fight that threw away my life was vivid.

At this moment, the Fengtian City Wall seemed to have its own life, and it was in motion, silently telling the world all this.

In the future, these former impassioned and reverberating spirits will eventually sink in the long river of time, and no one may remember it anymore, but it remembers......

Li Qinglian stroked the mottled marks with her fingertips, felt the rhythm of the city wall, and finally met with her forehead, and the whole person fell silent.

There seemed to be tears flashing in her eyes, and there was a sad atmosphere in the air, Li Qinglian's mood swings had already been able to affect the real world.

Go home, these two words are not expectation or joy for Li Qinglian, but the heaviness he should carry.

Looking at Li Qinglian who looked like this, for some reason, even Ziwei felt uncomfortable in her heart, and was about to say something, but Qianlong grabbed Ziwei's little hand and shook her head......

The words that came to his lips also disappeared, and Qianlong knew that Li Qinglian at this moment did not want to be disturbed.

He stood under the wall, with his forehead against the wall, and for a long time, the whole world seemed to fall silent.

"Tell me about the things that happened in my absence......" Li Qinglian said hoarsely, with a slight tremor in her words......

Chitaki nodded, and opened his mouth to tell everything that had happened since the day he left, and in the quiet void, only Chitaki's voice echoed endlessly.

When she heard that the person she knew had fallen and left, Li Qinglian clenched her big hands......

Even the small bones...... No corpse was left behind...... In the face of the impact of Da Chi, the price paid by Fan Chen was far more tragic than imagined.

Li Qinglian didn't even want Qianlong to say any more, because he was afraid of hearing that someone he cared about had fallen......

"If I were here, maybe they wouldn't have to die......" Li Qinglian clenched his steel teeth, he originally thought that he was carrying it, but the countless lives that had passed away were so heavy to Li Qinglian......

Qianlong shook his head and said: "You are also not omnipotent, don't take all the faults on yourself, if you don't give up, how can you get it?"

"The flowers in the greenhouse can never withstand the wind and rain, but they are only short-lived, only the snow plum that blooms in the cold winter can endure, this truth, you understand better than anyone else......"

"I never felt like you did anything wrong, but now, it's not over!"

Li Qinglian didn't answer, but slowly closed her eyes, immersed in the rhythm of the city wall, and ...... for a long time Long......

Ziwei rarely stopped talking, but she was infected by Li Qinglian's emotions, she didn't know what kind of inseparability made the stubborn man in front of her immersed in sadness and couldn't extricate herself.

At this moment, she suddenly realized that the Li Qinglian in front of her didn't seem to be as she realized, and there were too many things she didn't understand, and she wanted to explore and pursue.

She also wants to experience this kind of fiery emotion......

Time passed minute by minute, Li Qinglian did not leave, Qianlong and Ziwei have been standing here with him, this is his tribute to the deceased.

Finally, Li Qinglian straightened up, although he was the emperor, he bowed three times to the city wall, and after three bows, it was the moment when he resisted this heaviness.

"Yes, as Taki'er said, all this is far from over, and the blood debt should be paid with blood......"

One step out, Li Qinglian is already in the city, at this moment, the city is full of people, as far as the eye can see, there are undulating pavilions, crowded crowds, on the city, countless monks fly through, a thick and majestic breath makes people feel relieved from the heart.

This is the most brilliant pearl in the prosperous era of the flood, Li Qinglian walked in the wide streets, silently watching all this, feeling the customs of the city, and the glory of the prosperous era.

However, no one noticed his presence, even if it was a passing one, because he did not want to be seen by the monks.

As long as he didn't want to, even the three Venerable Dao Peak Powers sitting in the Fengtian Xiong Pass would not be aware of it.

Li Qinglian just wandered around the city like this, never feeling the monks of time at all, he even saw the familiar Chen Heng, the mirage, and the kisses and tyrants walking together in the crowded sea of people......

Feeling the atmosphere of the prosperous world himself, the haze in his heart was gone, and at this moment, looking at the smiles on the faces of the monks, he suddenly felt that everything he had paid was worth it......

The deceased monks did not die in vain, and their own lives were also not meaningless struggles.

Unconsciously, Li Qinglian turned back to the city wall, standing on a high place, standing with her hands in her hands, looking at the prosperous scene in the Fengtianxiong Pass, which formed a sharp contrast with the broken immortal battlefield outside the pass.

Li Qinglian finally smiled, and now the scene reflected in her eyes will never be forgotten for the rest of her life.

"Once upon a time, everyone thought the sky had fallen...... But who would have thought that this hole in the sky would be like this?"

"I sigh that time flies, the years go by, and the future is really a wonderful thing......"

Chitaki smiled: "The future, isn't it because of the unpredictable that it is exciting...... The future that is already destined cannot be called the future......"

Ziwei exclaimed: "This level is really enough to be called a miracle in the world, I can't imagine how you did it......"

Li Qinglian rolled her eyes and said, "Remember, it's us!

Ziwei said impatiently: "Okay, okay, you have the final say, I will listen to you!"