Martial Arts Peak

The heavy rain, which lasted for a day and a night, finally stopped.

On the ground of the whole Qingqiu forest, the cloud and mist evaporated, as if the miasma had already disappeared, and came back again.

The birds and animals in the forest reappeared, but they all lost their former dexterity. One by one, they looked into the deep forest and shivered, as if they were afraid of something.

Along the direction of the eyes of birds and beasts, a corpse was lying on the ground side by side, and the fox people were staring at the distance.

At this time, chen fan is lying in Ali's arms, he has fallen into a coma.

Before that, he used the power of demon tail to cut three Marquis peaks, which had emptied all his spiritual power and made him extremely weak.

"PATA."

A drop of tears fell on Chen Fan's face, which was cool.

The tears slid down Chen Fan's cheek to the corner of his mouth, a trace of bitterness, instantly filled the whole heart.

Slowly opened his eyes, Ali appeared in front of Chen fan.

The small face that charms all sentient beings is now dirty, and even can't tell whether it is tears or blood.

"You are awake."

A Li's voice is hoarse, no longer as crisp and smart as before.

"Cough..."

Chen Fan got up with difficulty, only felt that there was a fire burning in his chest, and he coughed continuously.

Some heartache looked at a Li, he pondered and said: "I'm sorry, if it wasn't for me, your people would not be robbed."

Ali shook his head and said, "it has nothing to do with you. A few months after you left, my father left with half of the prepared people."

"The remaining half of the people did not want to leave here, so they delayed until now. At first, my father didn't expect that the Terran army would arrive so soon, so he only left grandfather Hu to take care of the remaining half of the people with me."

Ali said more and more sad, tears fell like raindrops.

Chen fan knows that grandfather Hu in the other side's mouth should be the fox clan elder before. He turns his head and looks at the body of grandfather Hu, which is not far away.

"Even he died..."

Chen Fan's fists clenched involuntarily, and nearly 300 corpses were found on the ground, all of them were light Zhuang fox people with the strength of World War I.

Today, there are only more than 100 old and weak people alive, most of them with injuries.

From their eyes, chen fan saw the despair and numbness. The sudden blow broke the heart of the whole tribe in an instant. Looking at the tragic death of friends, lovers and even relatives in the past, who can not be heartbroken in this world?

"Help me up." Chen Fan said, pulling Ali's arm.

In this way, with the help of Ali, chen fan comes to xiao'an's body. His brain is in a mess. All the fox people die miserably. The despair in the eyes of the survivors is interwoven in the bottom of his heart all the time.

Chen Fan thinks he should do something.

I didn't kill Boren, but he died because of me. After all, it had a lot to do with his sudden visit.

"Xiao an..." Chen Fan bowed to the corpse on the ground, and then firmly said, "let me take you to a new home!"

As the voice fell, a wisp of weak spiritual power sprang up in Chen Fan's palm. The spiritual power turned into a flame in the wind and ignited Xiao an's body.

The fox people have no tradition of cremation. In the past, if they saw Chen Fan's practice, they would certainly come forward to stop it. But at the moment, everyone has become numb, so they accept everything passively.

Seeing Xiao an's body turn into fly ash and Chen Fan's ashes in a jade box.

The whole process went on, and no one said a word.