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Qiuqiu stretched out her hand in vain, but human hands couldn't grasp Liu Guang.

"Master." She called softly.

It was quiet all around.

After a while, she called softly again: "Master."

She just sat there blankly.

The color of the sky above the head gradually faded.Not only the sky, the medicine garden, the stone fence, and the distant mountains, the colors are becoming lighter and lighter, and even the shapes are becoming blurred, just like the ice and snow under the scorching sun, melting rapidly.

This illusion is about to collapse.

It may be that the owner of the illusion has removed the barrier she set up.

But it may also be that the owner of the illusion has left forever, and this illusion has lost its source of power and can no longer be maintained.

In the end, she was sitting in a void of pure white, without heaven and earth, without everything, only a blank blank.

Qiuqiu felt her spiritual power gradually recovering, she stood up and walked forward.

A big gap was torn open in the blank illusion in front of her eyes, and the pale blue sky light penetrated through the gap, making her unable to keep her eyes open for a while.

The illusion was penetrated by light and shattered into pieces.

Qiuqiu looked at Shi'er through the fragments in a daze.

"Master, are they leaving?"

Master Fujia and Master Yuxia didn't know why Master Fujia and Master Yuxia left, or Master Changyi saw the message left by Master Fujia later, and lamented that this senior is really a god who never sees the end, and the formation of Wulou Mountain is against him. To say that the root shape is like nothing.

As for why this real person of the complex generation left Xiuyuan Mountain and lived in the small town of Heshan incognito, and how he cultivated to this unpredictable ability today.These secrets were annihilated with the departure of him and Daoist Yuxia, and no one knew about them anymore.

Everyone knew that the chances of the two of them seeing each other again were slim.But more people are not so sad and sad.

Maybe there are, but only a handful of two or three people.

More people were looking in the direction of Xiuyuan Mountain, and the vibration from Wulou Mountain could be clearly felt.

A sect that has been passed down for thousands of years, and a fairy mountain stretching for hundreds of miles are collapsing.

Qiuqiu's feeling is clearer and clearer than others.

She didn't know if there would be any mysterious feelings and connections between each member of the sect and the sect.

Xiuyuan Mountain was still shrouded in a gloomy cloud and thick fog, and nothing could be seen.

But Qiuqiu could clearly feel something peeling off and collapsing layer by layer, as if his heart was being tightly grasped and clenched.It hurt so badly that she couldn't breathe.

Shi'er hugged her tightly, Qiuqiu's body curled up, her face was pale, her teeth were clenched.

Only when Shi'er lowered her head could she hear her indistinct groans and occasionally clear words.They are all calling for Master.

The collapse of the formation lasted for almost three or four full hours. After everything settled down, Xiuyuan Mountain no longer existed.The landslides and peaks cracked, and the main peaks of Xiuyuan Mountain, Pipa Peak, Lianhua Peak, and Changshou Peak all disappeared.Especially the main peak, it was almost shattered into powder.Not even a fist-sized rock could be found.It rained and snowed one after another, and the next one continued.

As for people.Not one escaped.

Master Fujia once said that those disciples may still be alive.

But now he and Daoist Yuxia have chosen to die together,

The name Xiuyuan was also chosen by the founding teacher Yanming Zhenren.There have been different opinions on where the word "xiuyuan" comes from.Some people say that when he was young, Master Yanming had a chance to meet immortals, and it was because of this that he got the chance to cultivate the fate.It's for cultivating immortality.It was also said that Master Yanming once had a bosom lover.But the two people have a deep relationship and a shallow relationship, life and death are separated, and the word "relationship" is to cultivate love in the afterlife.

No matter what the possibility is, what is left to future generations is just endless speculation.

Standing on the ruins of the main peak, Qiuqiu couldn't find even a trace of the past.

When she came, she was still holding on to a thousand or one ten thousandth hope, thinking that she might be able to find Master, who was still alive...

But now there is not even a trace of it.

The former main hall, Zhixing Terrace, library, Pipa Peak, the small courtyard where she lived...

All gone.

Qiuqiu looked around in a daze, if it wasn't for others saying that this place is Xiuyuan Mountain, she wouldn't believe it at all.

Never before has she realized the true meaning of the word "destruction" so clearly.

Only when the word "destruction" appeared in front of her as a reality did Qiuqiu realize how cruel it was.

There is no hope, nothing, nothing.The beautiful, the spiritual, the organic...all were destroyed.

Qiuqiu lingered on the ruins for two days, and when she came back at night, she only held the sword tassel that Master Yuxia had replaced in the past, and was in a daze.That was when she saw that Master Yuxia's sword tassels were old and had faded long ago, and she re-weaved a sword tassel with moon silver thread on it to form a beautiful hibiscus knot. At that time, Master Yuxia still smiled and said, This sword ear looks very strong and can be used for a long time.

Now, of course, the sword fringe was wiped out along with the sword and its owner, and the old sword fringe that was replaced was held tightly by her as if it could give Qiuqiu some comfort.

Shi'er stood in front of the door, and the room was dark.

He opened the door and walked in. Qiuqiu sat on the low couch with her knees hugged, staring blankly at a certain place in the void.

"Why don't you light the lamp?"

He sat down in front of her.

"I don't want to see the light." Qiuqiu said softly, "Leave me alone for a while."

Why is she afraid of the light?

Shi'er had the same experience as her.

When his mother died early and his father also passed away, he also wanted to hide himself, and he didn't want to see anyone.At this time, darkness is like a layer of protection.And once there is light, under the light, sorrow has nowhere to hide.

Shi'er took her hand and held it in his palm.

The room was quiet, Shi'er sat with her for an unknown how long, and Qiuqiu finally said: "I don't think it's real. How could Master abandon me so cruelly... I think of how I will be in the future. I will never see Master again, and no one will answer when I call her. My heart seems to be torn in two. One half thinks this is ridiculous. How is this possible? It must not be true. But the other half hurts It hurts so badly that I feel like I can't breathe, I know what it means to lose, I have lost my master once, but the last time I didn't feel so uncomfortable..."

"I feel so bad."

Shi'er didn't make a sound.

He is connected with Qiuqiu's spiritual consciousness.In the past, Qiuqiu's spiritual consciousness gave him the feeling that it was a fresh and bright color, but now it has become dark and stagnant, and the sadness is as thick as ink that cannot be melted.

"I regret it. If I knew this would happen, I would never have promised Master to return to the Central Plains. I would rather she stay in Jiufeng forever..." Qiuqiu looked at the sword spike in his hand.

The sword fringe is the simplest small Ruyi knot, the tail of the silk fringe is frayed and the length is uneven.

"Shi'er, I feel bad. I miss Master so much."

I will never see her again, and no matter how much I call, I will never hear her respond again.

The world is so big, but there is no place to find her.

Qiuqiu finally burst into tears.

Shi'er hugged her tightly and softly comforted her: "You still have me."

Until Qiuqiu was extremely tired and fell into a deep sleep, Shi'er didn't put her down.

Qiuqiu was pillowed on his lap.His brows were slightly furrowed, and there were still tears on his face.

Shi'er wiped her face carefully with his sleeve.

He knew Qiuqiu would figure it out.Maybe tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, she won't be down for so long, she'll cheer up.In the current situation, even heartbroken grief is a luxury.

Xiuyuan Mountain was burned, and none of the disciples survived.But it doesn't mean that all the monsters on the mountain were buried with them.The inner demon should be as insubstantial as the nightmare, will they perish together with the collapsed formation?What if they left before the formation collapsed?

None of this is certain.

Shi'er raised his head.

Monsters are very cunning.They rarely confront people head-on, but always lurk in the dark.Unexpectedly, a vicious and fatal blow is given.

Shi'er had a feeling that even if the other monsters were buried in Xiuyuan Mountain, the one that Fu Jin had encountered would not be wiped out so easily.

Qiuqiu will definitely figure this out.

She will definitely continue to investigate, not only to avenge her master, she has a naive and pure sense of justice in her heart.She knows the horror of monsters, and knows that they may ravage the Central Plains like hundreds of years ago. She may also be at a loss and afraid, but she will not back down.

Pull yourself together, that doesn't mean she has forgotten the pain.

She will bury her memory of Master and her own pain deeply.

The growth of a person is the accumulation of layer after layer of accumulated past events and pains, paving this road.Every step forward on this road will not be easy.

Qiuqiu slept deeply.

She is so tired.She has been tense for the past few days, both physically and mentally have reached a critical point.

Shi'er put her hand on her back, and her spiritual power slowly and carefully combed her meridians.

He heard footsteps approaching, stopped in front of the door, and after a while, gradually walked away.

He could tell who it was.

The guard also heard that there were two people in the room.

One is of course Qiuqiu, judging from his breath, he should be asleep.There was no suspense as to who the other person was.

He didn't have to go in.

Walking out of the courtyard, Guan Wei saw a person standing on the stone railing of the mountain road near the cliff from a distance.

His eyes sank slightly, and he walked over there.

Master Fang heard his footsteps, but he didn't turn around.

He looked in the direction of Xiuyuan Mountain and remained motionless.

The guard stood beside him.

The moon poked out from the clouds, and the cold silver light sprinkled the vast mountains and plains.

The guard seemed to hear a sigh.

But if you pay attention, you can't hear it again.

It was like the wind whimpering in the mountains, maybe he heard it wrong.

"Do you regret it?"

Master Fang didn't answer.

He certainly won't say he regrets it.

But he didn't say he didn't regret it.

He remembered that when he rejected her and left her, the moonlight was so clear, it was exactly the same. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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