The closer to the exit, the stronger Wu Ming's uneasy feeling became.
first time since getting
Under the illumination of the golden light group, the people from the demon world around Tian were twisting in pain. Only Tian, who was sweating on his forehead, was struggling to support himself.
"Ksitigarbha once said: If I don't go to hell, who will? Today, Ran Deng will help Fairy Xianle." As he spoke, Ran Deng's body was blazing with gas, and a relic floated into the golden light ball from his burning body.
During this time, the people around Zitian were in even more pain, and some weak intuitions were turned away.
Those who can come here are all senior Arhats and Bodhisattvas in Lingshan. Xianle and Randeng have been leading them for thousands of years. Now that Xianle and Randening have died, these Arhats and Bodhisattvas are all filled with grief and anger.
The silent spontaneous combustion soul turned into relics to provide mana and merit support for the golden light group.
One, two, ten...hundreds. Ever since Xian Le turned into a ball of light, Wu Ming has been watching everything in front of him silently, as if nothing was wrong at all.
There is no greater sorrow than heartbreak. Although Wu Ming seemed fine on the surface, Wu Zetian knew that Wu Ming must be in great pain at this moment. If Wu Ming cried and made a fuss, Wu Zetian might feel more at ease. However, Wu Ming looked so quiet.
, but Wu Zetian was worried.
She opened her mouth to comfort him, but Wu Zetian couldn't say anything. Wu Zetian sighed deeply, and quietly accompanied Wu Ming to watch the light ball transformed by Xian Le eat away the sky and the black light ball.
After the death of the golden light group, most of it floated to various places in the sky. Wherever the golden light group floated, the evil spirits who were doing evil underground disappeared. No one knew whether they completely disappeared or whether they were directly reincarnated.
or something.
But a small part of it turned into a jade pendant and floated into Wu Ming's body, and finally stayed in Wu Ming's Dantian, where it seemed to have settled down.
Wu Zetian could see clearly that the jade pendant was a butterfly jade pendant. Feeling the faint "immortal music" breath exuding from the jade pendant, Wu Ming cried.
When Yang Guo and others arrived, what they saw was Wu Ming sitting on the ground crying like a child. At first, some people thought it was funny and thought Wu Ming was embarrassed, but when they felt Wu Ming's voice
After that sadness, no one could laugh anymore. No one present was a fool or fool. The sadness in Wu Ming's voice could not be faked. The pain that could make Wu Ming lose his composure must mean that something big had happened.
And what is the thing that can make Wu Ming suffer at this moment? Yang Guo seemed to have thought of something, used Qing Gong to gently float to Wu Zetian, and whispered: "Did something happen to Fairy Xianle?"
Wu Zetian didn't speak, just nodded silently. Looking at Wu Zetian's heavy expression, Yang Guo guessed what happened no matter how stupid he was. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote at Qidian.
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