Looking at the ruins and corpses around, the person came to the only place where there was aura of living people. When he got closer, he realized that this was a child.

Originally, on a whim, I wanted to meet the Lord Xixin who had not died, but unexpectedly I discovered a child, which seemed to be a master and discipleship relationship from heaven.

Chen Xi sighed, reached out and picked up the child, his eyes stopped on the collapsed stone sword for a moment, and turned into a sword light and disappeared into the sky.

It was not until Chen Xi's breath completely disappeared that Rong Xian walked out of the shadow.

As soon as she reached the exit, the overwhelming fire started to burn.

Through the fire, Rong Xian vaguely saw a group of men in black outside staring at the sword tomb with bright eyes.

Obviously, now is not a good time to go out.

She was standing in the fire, but the fire was so strange that it did not burn her at all.

Rong Xian's eyes fell in the distant sky, and a regret flashed across his heart. It was a little short of getting all the essence and blood. What a pity.

The energy that the seal just now could protect the essence and blood of the Sword Emperor will not overflow for ten years, so Yu Xiu, since you are the only one left, you must protect the essence and blood of the Sword Emperor for me. I will definitely take it in ten years, if there is any loss...

A bit of cold light flashed in the eyes of the girl, covered in blood, as if the cold weather was cold and cold.

The fire burned for two days and two nights, and the entire Shiqiao Stream was burned.

After all the men in black evacuated, Rong Xian walked out of the sword tomb.

She looked at the scorched corpses all over the ground, not knowing what she was thinking. When she came to her senses, she had already squatted down and dug many pits, burying all the corpses burned into charcoal and erecting monuments.

Fill in the last handful of soil, Rong Xian engraved Yu Qing's name.

"Class leader, Yu Xiu has survived. Are you happy?" Rong Xian whispered to the stone tablet: "You only have such a son and love him so much. Although I am not sincere, I still protect him and survive. After he steps in here again..."

Rong Xian didn't say the rest of the words, but the corners of her mouth moved, covering up the emotions in her heart.

Seeing familiar names appearing on the tombstones and recalling the kindness given by these people during this period, Rong Xian didn't know if she should say sorry.

She picked up small stones from the sword tomb, took out the dagger she took in the pharmacy, and sat on the ground without any particularity. She carved everyone in Shiqiaojian for a day and night.

She moved her fingertips and finally carved Yu Xiu and herself into it. Everyone in the Yu clan was here, not losing one, not one would be missing.

Rong Xian had gentle eyebrows and carved a small village with stones, and put these people in the same posture as they were once alive.

She rubbed against the stone carving village with her mouth slightly raised, and it seemed that no one was dead, but instead changed her form and lived.

Looking at this small stone village, Rong Xian's heart, like iron and ice, suddenly stinged.

"So, I still have a heart..." Rong Xian covered her heart, her big phoenix eyes were full of confusion, and she was immersed in her thoughts.

She was too weak after she was reborn. Among the people in the safekeeping village, she chose herself without hesitation.

She had been enjoying the kindness brought to her by the Yu clan, but in the end she could only watch them die. Her mood was undoubtedly heavy.

But reason told her that this world is the prey of the weak, and the weak are the original sin. As early as when they chose to guard the essence and blood of the Sword Emperor, as early as when she took over the body and re-cultivate the weakest, all the endings were destined by fate.

What does it have to do with her to die along the established fate? It is not her move.

Even if she has not appeared here, people who have never given up looking for the Yu clan will find this place sooner or later. They only have the path of death, and the last one cannot survive - there is no change, and she doesn't need to feel guilty, right?

No, not.

After living for thousands of years, she has been growing up into a strong man in killing and loneliness. She knows that there is not only indifference in this world, but also kindness, love and affection. No one has ever given her kindness, and she doesn't need it.

But in this month in Shiqiaojian, she had personally experienced it, and she felt that the warmth and ease that seemed to burn a person's soul, so real and so attached.

Rong Xian paused his hand when he touched the stone, and looked at the lifelike stone men with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

It was just a month to get along. Why did she carve everyone's voice, appearance, smile and appearance so clearly? It was just a group of weak people, so why did she remember so clearly?

Rong Xian was silent for a long time, dragged the Xiaoshitou Village into the sword tomb, guarding it with thousands of swords, no one would disturb him anymore.

Walking out of the sword tomb, she came to the cemetery, leaning against the colorful tombstone, she fell asleep with her eyes closed on the tombstone.

She has not had a rest these days. Not only is she in a state of tension, but she has no time to deal with her injuries. She has been sleeping and has been putting everyone in peace and carving everyone down.

Now the man in black will not come again, and everything is over, so she will rest for a while.

Shortly after Rong Xian fell asleep, a young man in a purple robe walked slowly into the place.

Seeing the thick smoke coming out here, he was stunned and walked in quickly.

When he came here twenty years ago, although there were restrictions to block it, he could clearly see the satisfaction of self-sufficient and living and working in peace and contentment here through the restrictions.

The people here are very simple and live happily. Every time they see them, men feel warm in their hearts. It seems that all the darkness can pass, and the future will definitely be better.

Today I wanted to come and have a look, but I didn't expect that this place has become a ruin.

The once simple and lively place was only silent, and there was no more children playing, nor the warm scene of a family playing with their children.

A devastating incident happened here!

A trace of regret flashed through the man's eyes and walked gently towards the front.

Suddenly, his steps stopped, his eyes full of shock.

Nearly a hundred graves and tombstones in front of them were all erected in the place where children used to practice martial arts. At the front of the tombstone, a child leaned there and seemed to be asleep.

The man subconsciously looked at her hands. Sure enough, the hands were covered with blood-stained soil. He was not sure whether the child's hands were intact. It was obvious that the tombstones on the graves here were all done by the child alone.

The child was not comforted when he slept, and seemed to feel the strange breath, so she slowly opened her eyes.

Rong Xian's clear phoenix eyes reflected the figure of the man in front of him. One side was as clean as a banished immortal, and the other side was as dirty as a beggar.

The man who suddenly appeared here did not have any malicious intentions, and his aura was also very pure. After judging that this person would not pose a threat to her, Rong Xian felt relieved.

After the two looked at each other for a long time, Rong Xian leaned on the tombstone and fell asleep again, as if the eyes just now were really just judging whether the person in front of him was in danger.
Chapter completed!