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Xiang Qingtian commented, "It's like rain, pouring down. Sure enough, a lot of people have died."

Hejia again: "..."

He pinched his eyebrows.

Yan Shunhua raised an eyebrow: "Young Wang still needs to learn from the King of Chu about this optimistic attitude."

"What good is being pessimistic? Can it change the facts?" Xiang Qingtian shrugged. "Pessimism will only make you feel bad, but at least I can control my own emotions."

Yan Shunhua wholeheartedly agreed: "Uncle Wang's words make sense."

"Alright, stop being so sarcastic." Hua Yingyue was speechless. "Saving people... no, saving souls is the most important thing... Commander Huo?"

The fallen soul was undoubtedly Huo Jingyu.

He seemed completely unaware of his surroundings, his eyes filled with sorrow, oblivious to the people around him.

The other person is...

Hejia blurted out, "Teacher."

Imperial Tutor Han Yunsheng!
Han Yunsheng was originally a Taoist practitioner, proficient in Taoist arts.

He may not have lived as long as the Holy Maiden Yuezheng of Penglai or the Master Xingyun of Beiming, but he was still over a hundred years old.

But his appearance remains unchanged, and his youth seems to have stood still.

Therefore, among those rescued by Ye Wanlan, only Han Yunsheng remained calm and showed no surprise.

"Xiao He." Han Yunsheng stood up and nodded slightly to him. "It's A Lan."

“It’s Xiao Lan.” He Jia was slightly moved. “How could Teacher…”

He deduced that Ye Wanlan must have saved the people in the order they died.

Whether it was Xiang Qingtian, him, or Hua Yingyue and Huo Jingyu, they were all stationed on the border of Shenzhou.

They were naturally among the first to die.

But Han Yunsheng, as the Imperial Tutor of Da Ning, was supposed to guard Fengyuan City. How could he appear with Huo Jingyu?
"I know what you want to ask." Han Yunsheng was silent for a moment, then sighed softly, "I left Fengyuan to see the Holy Maiden and the Sect Leader."

Hejia's expression changed slightly.

Although they have always been one of the six major sects, the Penglai and Beiming sects have long been secluded from the world, only appearing once every five years at the martial arts tournament.

"I am going to find them to die," Han Yunsheng said calmly, his hands behind his back. "I want to use my life to ask the Heavenly Dao if there is any hope for China."

He was the emperor's tutor and also the protector of the nation.

To die for one's country is his duty.

Xiang Qingtian was also taken aback: "Yun Sheng, you..."

"I'm prepared to die." Han Yunsheng revealed a very faint smile. "I also know that when I met with the Holy Maiden and the Sect Leader, Alan was there. Although it was all Alan, it was not from the same time period."

Hua Yingyue was somewhat confused: "You mean..."

“I went to see the Holy Maiden and the Cult Leader in secret, and no fourth person should have known,” Han Yunsheng said calmly. “But Alan appeared in time, protected my soul, and brought me here, so she had already been here once before.”

Hejia exhaled slowly: "I see."

Is it because regrets are right before our eyes that Princess Yongning has returned this time to erase these regrets?

“Alan is incredibly formidable now,” Han Yunsheng chuckled. “I think nothing can stop her now.”

Xiang Qingtian said smugly, "My niece is of course one of the most powerful women in the world."

"Yun Qing!" Huo Jingyu suddenly woke up, looking up with tears glistening in his eyes. "Have you... seen Yun Qing?"

At the moment of death, the last thing a person loses is their hearing.

He heard the hurried, chaotic footsteps of Shuiyun rushing towards him, and he also heard her calling his name again and again.

But he could only listen; he couldn't move or speak.

But Huo Jingyu thought that being able to die in Shui Yunqing's arms in the end would be a perfect ending.

He just didn't know if she heard him call her name.

I'm afraid they didn't hear it.

Yan Shunhua frowned: "Palace Master Yun Qing? I'm afraid Palace Master Yun Qing is not dead yet."

Huo Jingyu's face turned pale: "Then it's possible that she..." He and Shui Yunqing had indeed only met three times.

Love at first sight.

Love at first sight.

Three times we met, separated by death.

They were all leaders of their respective sects, each bearing the responsibility of their sect.

Although he was in the Shence Army camp, every piece of news about Shui Yunqing was sent to his tent without missing a single one.

Huo Jingyu understood Shui Yunqing.

Shui Yunqing may appear frail, but she is actually extremely ruthless to herself.

In this battle, Shenzhou was powerless to stop it; even Shui Yunqing's unparalleled medical skills could not change anything.

So she... might very well turn herself into a Gu person at the last moment!

“Once you become a Gu person, there’s no way to help you.” Huo Jingyu closed his eyes. “Gu people have no memories, no emotions, and no senses; they only retain their abilities.”

"Commander Huo, don't panic," Hua Yingyue comforted him. "You must believe that Alan will definitely have a way. Perhaps Palace Master Yunqing is like us..."

"No, she will definitely make herself a Gu person in her last moments before she dies." Huo Jingyu shook his head.

The flowers reflected the moon in silence.

The atmosphere suddenly became somber.

At this moment, even Xiang Qingtian remained silent.

Everyone is waiting.

Until a new soul appears in the Chaos Orb.

Huo Jingyu suddenly looked up, but the next second, her expression darkened.

"Sect Master of the Brahma Sound Sect!" Xiang Qingtian exclaimed in surprise.

Tianyinfang was the last line of defense deployed by the six major sects in Shenzhou.

If she dies in battle, it means the invaders have already breached Fengyuan.

Before the others could react, more new people fell.

They were very familiar with this face; it belonged to the Sword Saint, Xie Linyuan.

"Fan Yin?!" Xie Linyuan's pupils contracted, and he quickly stepped forward and hugged Lin Fan Yin tightly. "You're still here... That's wonderful, that's really wonderful!"

People are falling faster and faster, and there are more and more of them falling.

Ye Wanlan said she would protect the souls of the soldiers and the people, and she did just that.

At this moment, the number of souls inside the Chaos Pearl has approached one million.

Xiang Qingtian paced back and forth anxiously, saying, "Please, please don't..."

"Bang!"

Before he could finish speaking, a familiar face appeared in front of him.

"Little sister!" Xiang Qingtian strode forward. "Are you alright?"

"Brother Wang?" Xiang Mingyu was shocked. "How...how could you..."

what is happening?
"Let's put aside my matter for now. How did you die, little sister?" Xiang Qingtian frowned. "What about Yongshun and Yongle?"

"Me?" Xiang Mingyu was stunned, his voice low, "Torn apart by five horses..."

"These sons of bitches!" Xiang Qingtian roared in fury. "How dare they... how dare they treat you like this!"

With Princess Jing'an dead, there truly is no one left to protect Emperor Yongshun and Princess Yongle.

At this moment, Xiang Chen had already climbed onto the city wall.

He lowered his head.

As far as the eye can see, the mountains and rivers are stained with blood. (End of Chapter)