Hua Yuan’s hand froze in mid-air, and finally dropped slowly.
He followed Ye Ling’s footsteps.
The snow on the Snow-covered Peak has melted, and those snow lotuses that can only grow have also withered to death, and the scene of withering is everywhere.
As soon as Tang Qiong stepped onto the Snow-covered Peak with her face covered, she heard a female disciple discussing that the red ginseng fruit tree was not doing well. Many of the fruits on the tree had rotted and fallen, and it looked like they were about to die.
She was not in a hurry, Fu Xuefeng was not very big, and she had lived here for more than ten years.
Tang Qiong went to Xue Gu’s house, where the furnishings have not changed.
Mu Chenshui respected Xue Gu very much. After inheriting the position of head, he did not live in the original house, but chose a side room, and preserved more of the house where Xue Gu lived.
Tang Qiong looked at those… familiar things, the scenes from the past were vivid in her eyes, and her eyes were red.
I found that people are like this, and only after they are completely lost will they understand how precious those…boring and anxious days are.
Finally, Xue Gu’s tomb was found in the back mountain. Her tomb was covered with a thin layer of snow, which was extraordinarily white.
Tang Qiong didn’t think it was dirty, she sat down and took out a piece of cake from her sleeve.
That is the most famous snow cloud cake at the foot of the Kunlun Pai Mountain. Xue Gu has always been clamoring to eat it when she has time, but she has never had the chance.
“Master, I brought it here.”
Tang Qiong’s voice was low, as if it would be blown away by the wind at any time, her eyes were tender and tender.
It was divided into half and placed in front of the tomb, and the other half was placed in the mouth.
The taste melts in your mouth and is not too sweet.
It was still slightly sour, just like Tang Qiong’s current mood.
“Master, Aqiong is back, but you will never see me again.”
Tang Qiong burst into tears as she spoke, and behind her was the blue sky.
“Then I… come to find you.”
The meridians of the whole body exploded inch by inch, the pain was unbearable, and blood dripped from the corner of the mouth, “Master, don’t blame me when you come to pick me up.”
Chapter 943 Silver Bell Remnant Soul
The overnight light rain finally stopped, Ye Ling’s clothes were soaked, but she didn’t care.
He held a woman’s body firmly in his arms, preventing her from getting a little rain.
“Aren’t you all without eyes? What are you doing standing still!”
Hua Yuan stepped forward and scolded those… the little shrimps who were blocking the way.
A young boy jumped out and shouted: “Who are you blindly commanding here? Didn’t you see that these two disciples of the Kunlun faction practiced different techniques… Could it be that you betrayed our Demon Race?”
Hua Yuan didn’t bother to talk nonsense with him at all, and with a wave of his sleeves, he fanned the person out of the distance.
“The eldest princess’ injury is a serious matter,”
He turned his head and said to Ye Ling, “Come with me, you don’t have to report to the Demon Venerable.”
Ye Ling nodded and quickly followed, but her heart was still slightly sour.
He knew that Hua Yuan said that Jin Linger was injured because of his own feelings. He hugged her all the way, and naturally knew that she had lost her breath.
The body of the person in his arms was cold, only the silver bell around his waist made a light ring from time to time.
The Demon Venerable was concentrating on cultivating when he was suddenly interrupted and was extremely furious, but when he saw that it was Hua Yuan, he forced himself to calm down, and said displeasedly, “What happened? Even you are in a panic and don’t know what to do.”
Hua Yuan said: “The eldest princess is injured.
When Tang Qiong and I went to hunt down the black mist, the eldest princess was injured and her cultivation base decreased, and she was hurt by the black mist.”
When they arrived at the black fog together, Mozun became nervous all over, and when he heard that Jin Linger was injured, he was even more anxious, and quickly asked Ye Ling to carry the person in and put him on the couch.
Jin Linger’s face was pale and lifeless.
The Demon Venerable couldn’t believe it and checked it again, only to conclude that her three souls and seven souls had left her body.
Immediately, her face changed greatly, but fortunately Hua Yuan Lingya hurriedly explained the situation.
Seeing this situation, Ye Ling thought that Jin Ling’er was helpless, and her heart accumulated, and she couldn’t help shedding two lines of clear tears.
“Demon Lord,”
He suddenly knelt down, “I didn’t protect A Ling well, is there any way to bring her back to life? Even at the cost of my life!”
His words were excited but sincere, and every word came from the bottom of his heart.
The Demon Venerable looked at the talented young man in front of him for a moment, and immediately felt that there were two auras of righteousness and demons in his body.
Now that his mood was fluctuating, these two breaths collided in his body, Ye Ling felt a sweetness in his throat without the source, and then the smell of rust filled his mouth.
He swallowed the blood and looked up at the Demon Venerable.
The Demon Venerable nodded, “A Ling was not completely taken away from her life, you see, isn’t the silver bell on her waist still lit?”
As soon as these words came out, everyone’s eyes turned to the silver bell on Jin Ling’er’s waist, and sure enough, the whole body of the silver bell exuded a faint aura.
Demon Venerable sighed and said patiently: “You get up first, A Ling is not completely helpless, but the process may be a little difficult.”
