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Ji Ge looked empty.

She looked at this face quietly, engraved this person's appearance silently in her mind, and talked to herself.

"Is it God's will?"

The ends of her eyes were dyed deep red, like a faint rouge.

She walked into Qingshan Sect. The small sect had been completely destroyed in the battle. The girl walked to a corpse and closed his eyes herself.

This is the eighth junior brother.

He had secretly discussed with her before to create an unforgettable memory for the entire sect during the senior brother's Taoist ceremony.

She walked on.

This is the seventh junior sister.

The little senior sister who can coax her gently and bandage the girl's wounds when she is injured is careful and considerate and is loved by the entire sect.

She walked step by step, and Ji Qiu Sword followed her, buzzing as if to appease its master.

She turned a deaf ear and passed by the dead senior brother and sister, finally stopping at the sect hall.

That unreliable little house is in ruins. Although the eighth junior brother clamored to demolish it sooner or later, it has no sect style, but the master always feels sorry for Lingshi and inscrutably deceives them not to look at the shabby little house. But it's practical.

The master who said these words died in the sect hall to protect his disciples.

Cultivation is to go against heaven, so there is no afterlife for monks, and the souls of Taoist Qingxu and his senior brothers and sisters were brutally crushed, which cut off the possibility of resurrection.

Even God cannot bring back the dead.

She laughed softly, her voice a bit crazy and creepy, like the calm before a rainstorm.

"Is this the so-called impartial and selfless way of heaven?"

"Is this the legendary righteous sect with glorious scenery?"

Ji Ge gathered the body and buried it, then made a hand gesture to summon heavy rain.

White cold raindrops the size of peas washed away the red soil, cleaning away the blood. She did not hold an umbrella, nor did she use her spiritual power to protect herself, so her robes quickly became soaked.

She blinked slowly, water droplets dripping down her thick eyelashes.

——If it's dirty, you need to wash it off. Master and the others won't like the enemy's blood to stay in their sect. Her wet long hair stuck to her cheeks, making the soaked girl look like an evil ghost Shura who had walked out of the netherworld, with unresolved grievances, demonic obsession, and overwhelming murderous intent.

Jige tried several times to collect the soul of her master and senior brother, but failed. It seemed that the two god-transformation monks did not lie to her. She sighed regretfully, turned to look at the sect, and left without hesitation.

You can't stay here for a long time. The soul cards of these two people left in the sect are broken. Compared with Duantian Sect, people will come soon.

She waved her hand, and the Jingqiu Sword turned into a bell and adorned her hair, and its thin chirping sound reached Jinge's ears.

"Master, where are we going?"

"Go prepare and kill many, many people."

**
The fall of the two god-transformation monks quickly attracted the attention of the Duantian Sect. The leader of the Duantian Sect, who originally thought it was just a small task, was shocked. He came to the Qingshan Sect personally to check and used the retrospective spell to find out what happened in the Qingshan Sect. , only to find that the traces had been deliberately erased, and he found nothing.

The Tiandao Palace also sent people to communicate with him, saying that the mission failed, Ji Ge was not dead, and now he did not know where he had gone.

The sect leader did not dare to express his anger and promised that this miss was just an accident and they would kill Ji Ge soon.

However, in the next hundred years, it will be difficult to find traces of Silent Song.

She seemed to disappear out of thin air.

Thirty years later, the leader of the Duantian Sect was found tragically dead in a secluded cave. The murderer was particularly arrogant and left a message on the ground next to him, only three words.

--First.

The Duan Tian Sect was furious. The most senior elder of the Duan Tian Sect besides the sect leader personally went to the Tiandao Palace to ask for the identification of the murderer. The Holy Master gave the results after a divination. His demeanor was cold and emotionless.

"It was Qingshan Zong Jige who moved his hand."

The Holy Master smiled softly, and his tone was a bit strangely gentle, as if he had seen the cub stumbling out of the fence, "The reckless kitten is hiding in Tibet, and when it has some strength, it panics and wants revenge. It's so stupid."

The elder lowered his head, not daring to think deeply about the meaning of the Holy Lord's words.

Tiandao Palace personally issued a reward order.

The rewards offered are extremely generous, including huge amounts of spiritual stones and precious spiritual weapons. As long as traces of Ji Ge are found and reported to the Tiandao Palace, none of this is a problem.

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