Immortals, don't watch dramas

Chapter 363 Death
Thorn was forbidden to speak, and several people did not communicate much.

That's right, everyone has been traumatized at different levels, and they have their own affairs in their hearts, so naturally there can be no friendly exchanges.There is already a very harmonious atmosphere without verbally attacking each other.

A few people except Ningxia seemed to have been together for a while, and they were closer together.And Ningxia happened to be the one they rejected, and was closer to True Monarch Yuanheng.

And for other people, it's not so much that they are guarding Ningxia, it's more that Ningxia is guarding them.Although Ning Xiaoxia seems to be the one who needs to guard against others the least, because they all rely on True Monarch Yuan Heng to take them out.

Ningxia noticed that there were only four people here, including himself.

If she remembered correctly, there seem to be six who entered the tower, right?Where have the remaining two gone?

Was it eliminated?Ningxia tried her best not to let herself think about scary places.

Soon Zhenjun Yuanheng personally told them the answer.

True Monarch Yuan Heng, who had been sitting on the ground meditating, suddenly opened his eyes and faced a few little guys who were peeking at him, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth: "Wait? We have already communicated. Do as this seat says in a while. Don't be lazy."

"promise."

After that, there was a slight worry in the man's eyebrows: "I will take something out of this seat in a while. You try not to look at it, don't worry about it for now. We will talk about it after we go out."

What he said made Ningxia and others a little curious, wanting to see what he was going to bring out?
I saw that Zhenjun Yuan Heng ordered a storage bag, and a bar-shaped object with a huge size and the height of a person fell to the ground.Because they were wrapped in a cloth bag, Ningxia and the others couldn't see what it was, nor could they guess its purpose.

until--

Zhenjun Yuan Heng used his zhenqi to break open the thick lines tied to the cloth bag, and the very strong bag collapsed.

Hmm... how to say?It used to feel like something, but this release is more like it.Totally a corpse.Ningxia looked at the unknown object covered by her body with an ugly expression.

Obviously, the others thought so too, and they all had ugly expressions on their faces.Especially Qi Weirui, this guy is famous for his cleanliness, both physically and mentally, with only endless disgust on his face.

True Monarch Yuan Heng did not answer the intentions of the little guys, walked up wordlessly, and gently opened the cloth bag.The skin that had already turned pale when the skin inside was exposed, his eyes bulged and stared straight ahead, as if he had seen something shocking before he died.

Ningxia sees this way a lot.In the days when she was in the cursed land, she had to deal with guys who looked like this every day.But those guys' eyes are much more alive and vivid than the one in front of them.

The one in front of him is obviously a dead person.

Yes, it's a corpse!

No wonder Zhenjun Yuanheng told them not to look at it as much as possible.Looking at the clothes, this poor guy should also be a disciple who participated in the exchange conference like them, but he died here.

Ningxia, who had been suffering from visual torment these days, was no longer sensitive to the dead after seeing all the dead bodies. At least such neat bodies didn't scare her.But Ningxia still instinctively felt that it was difficult to face death itself, especially such a fresh life.

Ning Xiaoxia closed her eyes to cushion the shock in her heart.

Too many, too many people have died.She was a little breathless.

She could vaguely hear the others talking about the unfortunate dead, and they seemed to recognize it.Ningxia's mind went blank, she didn't hear anything, she just thought about something blankly.

Zhenjun Yuanheng didn't care about the disciples who were talking about it. After taking off the cloth bag covering the corpse, he seemed to take something out of him and made a move.

He turned his back to Ningxia and the others, they didn't see it very clearly.

After he stood up, everyone clearly saw a jade plaque hanging quietly on the corpse's chest, shining slightly.

Ningxia recognized that the token was the one the organizer had given them before entering the tower.After entering the tower, there is no use for ghosts, and they are placed directly to the end.Ningxia once discovered its use, and in the end, before it could be used, it was directly sealed off by Qin Ming's bottom line, and it became a piece of waste again.

Now that it was in front of them again, the time had finally come for it to come in handy.

"Take out your token. Don't tell me that the token is gone. If it's gone, just stay here." Yuanheng Zhenjun said lightly, with no other expression on his face, as if he planned to take action. .

Fortunately, the few people present were not those big-headed prawns, otherwise the show would have been better.

Zhenjun Yuanheng instructed these disciples to channel the spiritual power in their bodies into the sub-cards.But most of the mind has been divided into the outside world, the world outside the tower.

The preparations outside are also underway.True Monarch Yuan Heng, who had been contacted by the soul, instructed the disciples who had been waiting for a long time to jointly deliver spiritual energy to the mother stone, while City Lord Yue was in charge of controlling the formation and pulling everyone inside together.

You will soon be able to see your own disciples, and the long-awaited sect elders can't wait.They desperately want to know the comfort of their own disciples.

Of course, others were eager to find out.Like what happened inside, or did anyone get the inheritance?

But really when those little guys who had disappeared for a long time appeared in front of them, they found that things could not end as easily as they thought.

People are back, five are not less than one.If you ignore the lying one, it seems to be a happy ending.

When people come back, they naturally go back to their own homes and find their own mothers.

Ningxia, who was still delivering spiritual energy the moment before, had already landed on the square before she could react.There was a lot of people around, and many eyes fell directly on her, some scratching.

Immediately after that, several familiar figures appeared in front of me, but I felt a little unfamiliar after not seeing them for a few months, and I couldn't react for a while.

Chen Siye and the others couldn't manage so much, and one by one, he quickly dragged his little cabbage into the camp to cut off those infiltrating searching eyes, and by the way, to see if this person was okay.

"Chen...Senior brother." Ning Xia Zi slipped her nose, and she was covered with clothes from which teacher gave her, and was fed by several people.The five-star treatment made her a little drowsy.As soon as the tense person relaxes, the side effects will come out immediately.

Finally, finally came out.

Until he was woken up by a scream.

"Zhi'er! My son...you died so miserably."

Ningxia didn't almost spit the saliva out of her mouth.This line, really art comes from life.

Although Ningxia knew that she was not being kind, she should be a little sad now, but I don't know why she just wanted to laugh, how to break it?
Not far from the Wuhua faction, a real Jindan was crying around the monk who died in the tower.

really cry!really cried.

The eyes of the monks in the entire square are focused here.

(End of this chapter)