cute little fairy

Chapter 1628 Farewell ([-])

The breeze passed by, the leaves rustled, and the clouds and mist were blown out of direction.

Qingli stood with her hands behind her back, and he looked at Zhixi's receding back with a calm expression.

His originally clear eyes were stained with blood red.

Inside the blood-colored eyes, the wind and cloud surged, and the frenzy continued.

"Master, it's getting late, you should go back and rest."

Behind him came the gentle voice of a disciple of Piao Miao Shenzong.

Qingli took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and turned around slowly.

When he opened his eyes again, they were already clear.

"Let's go back."

After Qingli finished speaking, she walked back into Piaomiao Shenzong.

And behind him, Zhi Xi's figure also completely disappeared into the mist.

After leaving Piaomiao Shenzong, Zhixi flew directly to the demon world.

Entering the demon world, a restless breath came, and Zhixi smelled a little fishy and sweet smell in the air.

She frowned slightly, and flew straight towards the seventh hall.

When she flew to the seventh hall, she saw blood and a mess all over the ground.

Zhixi's heart twitched, hadn't the Seventh Palace been washed away by the neon clothes long ago?
Hasn't the Seventh Temple been destroyed?
How come there are still people here?
How could there still be fighting?

Just as Zhi Xi was about to step into the seventh hall, he saw long swords suddenly flashing out.

Immediately, people stepped forward and surrounded her.

She frowned, and when she was about to make a move, she saw those people put all the swords in their hands on the ground at once.

Immediately afterwards, they all knelt down.

"Greetings to the Palace Master, welcome the Palace Master back!"

Zhixi was taken aback for a moment, and looked at all the people, she was sure that this group of people were not from her original Seventh Hall.

So, what's going on here?

At this time, a familiar voice came, and a figure knelt down towards her.

"Greetings to the Palace Master, welcome the Palace Master back!"

Zhixi turned around and walked up to Shen Tingfeng, and helped him up.

"Tingfeng, what's going on?"

"Hall Master, these are new hall members. Many of them are relatives or friends of the original hall members, and a large part of them come here because of their fame."

Hearing this, Zhixi sighed softly, feeling a lot in his heart.

"Hall Master, the Seventh Hall has not been destroyed. As long as you are here, it will still be there."

"Tingfeng, in fact, you don't have to...do these things."

Zhi Xi originally thought that the Seventh Temple was destroyed and would never come back.

But she didn't expect that Shen Tingfeng, the only one who survived, actually rebuilt the Seventh Hall.

"How can you not do it? The seventh hall is the painstaking effort of the old hall master, and it is also your painstaking effort."

"I watched with my own eyes that you took it step by step and struggled to survive in Feng Lieyang's hands and gain a firm foothold."

"It's not easy, I know it, how can I watch it ruined, but remain indifferent!"

Shen Tingfeng was extremely agitated, and coughed after he finished speaking, his face was still a little pale.

Zhixi raised her hand and grabbed his wrist, injecting mana into his injured body.

"Tingfeng, thank you. I am incompetent, but you do your best and have no complaints or regrets."

"Hallmaster, why do you say thank you? Without the Seventh Hall, I wouldn't be where I am today. I will do my best to keep it!"

Hearing these words, Zhi Xi felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

Seeing the rebuilding of the Seventh Hall and Shen Tingfeng's dedication, she felt very guilty.

(End of this chapter)