.Huang Lingtian's defeat showed the failure of the plan to destroy the Sword God Sect. The masters of each peak also returned to their respective peaks to distribute some aftermath matters.
At the foot of each peak, disciples of the Sword God were everywhere cleaning up the battlefield. Blood was flowing in the pits everywhere, while the disciples of the Sword God helplessly covered it with soil.
The corpses of the Sword God's disciples were also cleared from the battlefield and sent to a place dedicated to burying disciples, but the man in black burned them directly.
For a time, an unpleasant smell spread everywhere in the Five Sword God Peaks, and the originally beautiful scenery of the Five Sword God Peaks gradually became unsightly.
A heavy atmosphere spread in the hearts of the Sword God's disciples. Not only their amiable and respectable master died in this disaster, but also their brothers who were sincere and sincere. Silent mourning was carried out in the rapid pace of everyone.
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The law of the jungle is the theme of this world. Although the world has gradually become accustomed to this rule, when faced with the tragic death of a loved one, they still cannot suppress the sadness in their hearts.
Ye Chen quietly shuttled among the crowd, quietly looking at the disciples of the Sword God Sect who passed by. The pale moonlight seemed to cast a veil over the blood-soaked earth.
Perhaps after seeing it too much and getting used to it, Ye Chen's heart calmed down, and the previous sadness was dissipated a lot.
The moonlight gradually became thicker, and the breeze slowly came. A slight whine echoed in the wind, blowing through the quiet mountain road, making the bunches of leaves on both sides rustle and sway, and the blood stains on the leaves also followed.
It fell, as if it was raining blood.
The magnificent swordsmanship in the past has now become a bloody path. Holding the broken sword, Ye Chen did not fly directly into the air.
Instead, he walked along the sword path like a normal person, looking at the collapsed tombstones and broken stone steps, speechless for a long time.
I don't know when the snowflakes fell again and hit Ye Chen's body. Ye Chen listened to the sound of the breeze blowing through the mountain stream anytime and anywhere, and Ye Chen's mood gradually calmed down.
There was no sound of killing in my ears, only the rustle of the breeze blowing through the sword path, and the sound of snowflakes falling to the ground.
Just like in the past, Ye Chen walked quietly on the sword path, feeling the weak sword intentions.
A few moments later, Ye Chen sighed slightly, jumped with both feet, and transformed into a rainbow and jumped towards the top of Luoxia Peak.
The Qilin phantom was removed after Huang Lingtian's defeat, and the sword array also stopped operating.
Pointing his feet slightly, Ye Chen's figure slowly landed on the sword platform. The clouds and mist rolled under his feet, and the whole person seemed to be above the clouds. When he came to see Huang Wushuang in the past, Ye Chen would always see Huang Wushuang standing there.
The picture of this place, but at this moment, Ye Chen stood here like an unparalleled emperor. At this moment, Ye Chen actually felt a kind of loneliness, a kind of coldness at high place. Through the clouds, Ye Chen saw the busy scene of Luoxia Peak disciples.
The broken sword in his hand slipped away, and the broken blade was stuck horizontally on the rock.
Sword energy filled the broken sword. With his hands behind his back, Ye Chen stood quietly on the sword platform, his eyes slightly narrowed, thinking.
Snowflakes fell on Ye Chen's head, dyeing Ye Chen's long hair white.
The eyebrows of the sword frowned slightly, Ye Chen sighed slightly, raised his right hand slightly, and dragged the falling snowflakes, with a look of helplessness in his eyes.
For him, this Sword God Sect is just a stop in life. However, Huang Wushuang handed over Luoxia Peak to him first. Ye Chen knew that one day he would leave this Sword God Sect.
Follow the wind! Come with the wind, go with the wind!
"How do you want to treat Luoxia Peak? Huang Wushuang is no longer here, and Luoxia Peak has been completely entrusted to you!" Huo Qilin's voice resounded.
Hearing this, Ye Chen sighed slightly and said: "I came here originally for the fourth jade pendant, not Luoxia Peak. Although this place is good, it is not suitable for me!"
"Then how should we treat Luoxia Peak?" Huo Qilin said helplessly.
"I can't afford to be the master of Luoxia Peak! If I were not the master of Luoxia Peak, then this would not conflict with our original plan!" Ye Chen said solemnly.
"If you seize the jade, your actions will be no different from betraying Luoxia Peak. At that time, Luoxia Peak may become even more ruined!" Huo Qilin sighed softly.
Hearing this, Ye Chenruo looked at the Qilin Ring with deep meaning and murmured softly: "You seem to value Luoxia Peak very much!"
Hearing this, Huo Qilin smiled faintly and said: "Because I have stayed here for too long, I still have some feelings more or less!"
Bang! The sound of footsteps sounded from behind. Ye Chen did not turn around, but continued to look at the clouds below. Even though the figure had not arrived, Ye Chen knew who was coming.
A white silhouette, like snowflakes, fell beside Ye Chen. Her cold eyes looked at Ye Chen's handsome profile with complicated eyes.
"Yesterday and today, life suddenly changed!" A gentle voice sounded in Ye Chen's ears. Her clothes were as white as snow. Under the moonlight, this beautiful figure looked so eye-catching.
Ye Chen rarely turned his head, looked at the familiar figure in front of him with a little surprise, and said lightly: "Maybe!"
Their eyes looked at each other, but neither of them moved away. In the end, Ye Chen turned away and continued to look at the rolling clouds.
The breeze blew, and the faint fragrance spread out from the woman next to him, wrapping around the tip of Ye Chen's nose. The two of them stood quietly, silently for a long time.
The cold wind made the martial robes of the two people rustle. After a few breaths, Ye Chen finally said: "Li Shiyue, what would happen if a gust of wind trapped you in a valley?"
It turned out that this white figure was Li Shiyue. Hearing this, Li Shijian was startled, looked at Ye Chen with a complicated look, and said softly: "The wind does not belong in the valley, that is where the wind should go!"
Lifting her long and slender jade fingers, she looked in the direction pointed by Li Shiyue, where was the vast starry sky.
"That's where the wind should go. The wind can't be restrained, can it?" Li Shiyue smiled. Perhaps only standing next to this person could she express such a smile.
"Yes! That's the world that belongs to the wind!" Ye Chen looked at the vast starry sky and murmured softly.
There was a brief silence between the two of them. Opposite was the hazy Xiyue Peak. At this moment, Ye Chen noticed that there was also a figure on the top of Xiyue Peak.
Sensing the change in Ye Chen's eyes, Li Shiyue sighed slightly: "That's the master!"
"It's just that Imperial Master Uncle is no longer here!" Li Shiyue sighed: "Do you think you, the disciples of Luoxia Peak, like to peek at Xiyue Peak?"
Hearing this, Ye Chen just smiled lightly and said, "Maybe the disciples of Xiyue Peak like to see Luoxia Peak, right?"
The two looked at each other and smiled. Although they were laughing, Li Shiyue knew that the distance between the two was getting farther and farther. People from the two worlds never met again after they met.
The cold wind stirred up the snow all over the ground. Li Shiyue took a step forward without saying anything, and her figure was directly submerged by the clouds and mist.
"Follow the wind, the vast starry sky is where the wind should go, so where should you go? The Sword God Sect is not suitable for you, it really is not suitable for you!" Li Shiyue's voice floated out from the clouds.
Looking at the figure fading away, Ye Chen's heart trembled, and an inexplicable emotion spread in his heart.
That figure was still familiar, but Ye Chen felt inexplicably strange.
With a slight sigh, Ye Chen didn't say anything and continued to look at the rolling clouds.
Bang! The sound of footsteps sounded again. This time, Ye Chen still did not turn around. Instead, he said: "Yuewuxie, since you are here, why are you standing behind?"
Before he finished speaking, a tall figure emerged from the wind and snow.
With a pale face and long hair draped over her shoulders, Yue Wuxie smiled casually, walked forward and stood behind Ye Chen.
"You don't get cold at high places!" Yue Wuxie said in vain. Seeing Ye Chen's doubtful eyes, Yue Wuxie smiled faintly and said, "Have you noticed any changes?"
"Change?" Ye Chen frowned slightly and said, "What change?"
"The change in Yue Jingxian, the way he looks at you is different!" Yue Wuxie chuckled.
Hearing this, Ye Chen did not say anything, but continued to look at the clouds, because he knew that Yue Wuxie had something to say to him.
"Do you know? I should call Yue Jingxian my father!" Yue Wuxie said with a smile, but at this moment, the smile was so lonely... ro!.