After reading the mind of Sword and Spirit, I brought all the grievances in my family and went crazy

However, when Zhou Huaian thought of the old things of Xiaoyao Taoist Sect, he also felt a headache.

Everyone has their own difficulties and their own stance, and no one can tell who is right or wrong.

But, he didn't want Chu Xuan to die, and Ye Chuyi couldn't die either.

Zhou Huaian let out a breath, and while Chu Xuan was going crazy, he formed a seal with his hands and shot a stream of spiritual power into the back of his head.

Chu Xuan was unable to dodge and was hit by the spiritual flow, falling straight backwards.

The long sword fell to the ground with a clanging sound.

And Ye Chuyi seemed to be relieved.

Zhou Huaian walked forward, picked up the unconscious Chu Xuan with one hand, and looked up at Ye Chuyi.

"time to go."

Ye Chuyi nodded slightly.

Then he made some hand gestures.

The three of them turned into a stream of light and disappeared on the spot.

The world inside the reincarnation stone is still running. It is a dream woven by Chu Xuan with his soul.

It’s a pity that the dreamer is leaving.

All the people in the dream are still there.

***
On Zhaoyao Peak, Ye Chuyi opened his eyes in the cemetery.

At the same time, there was some sign of life on Chu Xuan's body.

Zhou Huaian pressed his neck and thought, "Hmm, that thing Chu Xuan used was pretty heavy-handed just now."

Song Wenjing bowed to him.
"Thank you."

Zhou Huaian waved his hand.
"You are too polite, Master. Ye Chuyi can wake up even without me."

Maybe, you can even become an immortal.

It was because of her interference that Chu Xuan survived, but her chance to become an immortal was cut off.

Ye Chuyi also bowed to Zhou Huaian. In comparison, she did not lack this opportunity to become an immortal.

It was just a dream. The demonic barriers were broken and the inner demons disappeared. For her, becoming an immortal was only a matter of time.

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She focused her eyes on Chu Xuan who was still unconscious. Song Wenjing also looked in the direction of Chu Xuan.

Zhou Huaian noticed the two people's gazes, raised his eyebrows slightly, put his hand on Chu Xuan's coffin lid, and smiled at the corner of his lips, which was quite unscrupulous.

"You two, do you want to kill him or not? If you don't, I will take him away."

Song Wenjing sighed softly and said,

"Take him away."

He is a bit complicated now, but after knowing his past, I can't bring myself to kill him.

But again, he couldn't accept him.

The same is true for Ye Chuyi.

The woman's beautiful eyes swept across the coffin and finally tilted to one side.
"When he wakes up, tell him to move forward. As for Xiaoyao Dao Sect, don't come."

It was right for him to seek revenge back then.

But too much blood was shed on Xiaoyao Mountain, almost killing off their generation, and what lay before them was still a sea of ​​blood feud.

Sorry, she couldn't take his side.

Zhou Huaian nodded to show his understanding, then carried the coffin and left.

"Well, everyone, see you later!"

He had somewhere to go—

Ye Chuyi watched Zhou Huaian leave, then turned to look at Song Wenjing.
"Did a lot of things happen during the time I was away?"

She could now feel the fluctuations of spiritual energy above the Fourteen Continents of Cangwu, which seemed much more desolate than before.

Song Wenjing didn't know where to start for a moment. He sighed and started from the beginning.

A lot of things really happened during this period of time.

In a trial in the Canglan Sea, the human race suffered heavy losses and even gods descended.

Their unyielding junior sister stepped forward, slew the god, and disappeared for a long time.

Now, there is good news again.

She was a clever little girl when she came down the mountain, but now, she seems to have left them all behind. (End of this chapter)