"It's terrible, miss. It's really terrible. Everyone is dead. I want to come to you as soon as possible with Xiaochi on my back. But the road is so far, I can't get there. I'm worried about Miss, but I'm desperate I thought I was dead and could never come back to miss... "

Qingluan cried very sad, full of the pain and grievances of venting despair. Xiyue raised his head stiffly and patted her back gently, without speaking.

Xi Jia and others also wiped away their tears over and over again. The scene before their generous death seemed to be still in front of them. They were ready for sacrifice, but unexpectedly, they survived.

It's very kind of them to be with the miss again.

"JOJO ~ ~ it's so noisy. Stop crying. I'm so tired of listening. Do you know how much Xi Yue paid to revive you? She's been tired all day and all night. She hasn't stopped working. Don't you let her have a rest first? "

"What?!" Xi Jia and other people suddenly woke up, and could not care about their sadness. They looked at Xi Yue nervously one by one, "Miss, you What did you pay? "

"Are you all right, miss?"

Xi Yue cried and laughed, "don't listen to that stupid bird, don't you think I'm ok now?"

The little red bird came out of the space long ago, flapping its wings and chirping to protest. Xi Yue glared at her and then hummed and said nothing.

Qingluan looked around and said, "Miss, where is this? What about the master? Did the master come to you later to save you? "

Qingluan's simple words turned Xiyue's face pale.

Everyone's heart thumped for a while, only to feel a bad premonition.

Xi Yue took a deep breath, but quickly recovered his peace and said lightly: "this is not the Miluo continent, but the Siam continent Ten years have passed since that war... "

Without going to Guan qingluan and Xi Jia, they were shocked to stand unsteadily. Xi Yue simply said what happened on the top of Cangshan Mountain, including how she came to Siam, and inadvertently returned to the wild land, knowing that the power of fautu could revive them.

Xi Yue's tone was very plain, and there was not much sadness in his eyes, but qingluan could not hear him cry.

She is not only crying for Nangong Yu's death, but also for Qinglong's disappearance. What she loves more is the girl in front of her.

Xi Yue is only a teenager. In the world of cultivation, he is such a young age.

But her young lady was carrying so much sorrow that even her newly married husband was lost. She came here alone, suffering, and her only belief was to revive them.

Such a young lady makes qingluan's heart seem to break apart as soon as she thinks of it.

Xi Jia's thinking is very simple, they did not say a word, kneeling down one by one, kneeling in a row.

There's no need to say words of allegiance, no need to say words of gratitude. This girl has become their only faith and their purpose of living.

Mingming is the superior master, but in order to revive them at all, even from the mouth of the little red bird know, almost, she ran out of oil and died.

This kind of master, can meet, it is the luck that they accumulate for several lifetimes.

After the mood of reunion, Xi Yue quickly returned to normal. Looking at several people, he asked, "how are you doing now?"

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