The sea water is surging, and the once glorious first academy was in a flash, and in a mess.
The students of Jialan wanted to escape, but were dragged into the deep sea, and their vitality was disappearing little by little, gradually leaving them.
"Save their lives."
Qingge looked at the disciple Jialan who was shackled by the sea and frowned slightly.
She was not pretending to be hypocritical, and was sad about spring and autumn at critical moments. But she didn't want to be seriously guilty. There were so many disciples of Jialan, they did not do anything wrong, nor did they offend her. Even if she was very particular, there was no need to harm the innocent.
"Okay." The golden light flashed deep in the spiritual boy's eyes, as if two balls of flames were floating.
Eye of Dawn!
He was imprisoned in the deep sea and got the Eye of Dawn. Because the Eye of Dawn was sealed under the sea for tens of thousands of years, it has a close relationship with the Blue Sea. The Spiritual Child with the Eye of Dawn naturally has the ability
The ability to control the blue and fall seas.
After many years, the spirit boy stood in Jialan again, and his mood was very complicated. Once upon a time, he wanted to let everyone in Jialan fall into hell. Until now, he felt that as long as An Suyou and the other ones died, he would be fine and let go of others.
Why do people involve innocent people?
Besides, Jialan was considered Wuyu and An Suyou for half of their life to destroy Jialan, which means that they would be destroyed.
Qingge and Lingtong hit it off, and then they saw Lingtong controlling the tsunami of falling and letting go of the disciples of Jialan. After such a fuss, these people were exhausted and had no strength to fight. After the sea water receded, An Suyou was blessed.
Standing with his hands, standing still, his blue-gray robe was a little wet.
Wuyu looked back and saw that everything in Jialan was destroyed, and even the soil was wet. In the evening, the fire burned the sky, the setting sun was like blood, and the afterglow fell on Wuyu's wrinkled face, all over his eyes
Sorrow and anger, he is the great elder of Galan, but now...
"Ga Lan, it's gone." Wu Yu murmured softly, his body as soft as boneless, and he fell to the ground.
Without Jialan, he was nothing, but an elderly waste.
He is not An Suyou. Even if An Suyou loses the identity of the dean, with his own strength, he still has a place in the four-star continent.
Despite this, An Suyou, as the dean, could not be sad, but at this moment, he was surprisingly calm.
He stood not far from Ye Qingge, facing thousands of massacre troops, and was filled with darkness. Behind him were the disciples of Jialan who were like dogs falling into the water and the black demon guards in a very strong contrast between the two sides.
An Suyou moved his footsteps, and he looked down and saw a pit on the ground, which was his footprints.
An Suyou narrowed his eyes, looked up at Qingge, and smiled with a smile on his lips.
If one day Ye Qingge reaches the peak, he must have sent it to him.
Now, he no longer wants Qingge to see his painstaking efforts, but only wants everything to go as he imagined.
Qingge and An Suyou looked at each other, feeling strange in their hearts. Suddenly, lightning flashed in Qingge's mind, his eyes suddenly tightened, and his hands were clenched.
"What's wrong?" Lord Glory noticed something was wrong with Qingge and asked.
Qingge pursed her lips, without saying a word, but her face turned pale.
She looked at An Suyou unwillingly and saw through everything.
In fact, An Suyou had expected this day long ago. He gave up on Jialan and used it to temper her and make her closer to the sky.
Qingge lowered his head, and all three thousand white hairs were hanging down, and a smile broke into the corner of his mouth.
One by one, why are they so self-righteous?
Ming Qianjue is, and An Suyou is the same.
He kept saying that it was for her good, but he forced her to go to a desperate situation, making her doomed and burned to ashes by the raging flames.
Even though they are more selfish than the other, they still talk about great love with her.
Oh--
Qingge sneered, she clenched the Mingwang sword tightly, instilled all the spiritual energy into the Mingwang sword, and then threw it towards An Suyou suddenly.
An Suyou looked at Qingge and frowned, subconsciously avoiding Mingwang Dao. Mingwang Dao changed direction as he turned around and stabbed Wuyu.
At this point, An Suyou realized that this was just a cover, Qingge's target was not him, but Wuwu!
With Wuyu's strength, she naturally could not avoid Qingge's attack. Qingge did not kill her. After all, she wanted to leave Wuyu's life to Bixishuang.
The Mingwang sword was inserted into Wuyu's shoulder, lifted Wuyu up, and threw it to Bixishuang. The Mingwang sword passed through Wuyu's body and floated in the air. The blade was filled with bright red blood, rushing to Qingge's side.
Qingge suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the handle of the Mingwang knife. The blood that had been poured on the blade condensed on the tip of the knife and dripped to the ground.
Qingge had a expressionless face and a cold expression. He took out a blue handkerchief and wiped the blood on the Mingwang sword, ruthless and cruel.
An Suyou raised his foot and walked towards Wuyu when he was about to pass by Qingge. Qingge suddenly made a move, and the blade flashed with a cold light. The Mingwang sword was extremely sharp. He cut off several hairs and then pressed against An Suyou's neck.
If An Suyou moves a little further, he will be in a different place.
"Dean, everything has its cause and effect, and blood debts are paid for. This is what the great elder owes Xishuang." Qingge said.
"Do you think I'll sit still?" An Suyou said coldly.
"You can." Qingge was extremely confident.
After a pause, Qingge said again: "Don't you just hope that I can gain experience in adversity and grow up? In the end, I will become a knife for you to use, and it will be useless for you, and it will be useless.
Lan Mie, Wu Yu died. Actually, you don’t care at all, right?”
An Suyou opened his mouth, but he wanted to speak but stopped.
He turned to look at Qingge, and suddenly realized that she was no longer the little girl from two or three years ago. Now she is mature and steady, exuding a unique charm.
Wuyu, who was lying on the ground, asked An Suyou for help. An Suyou just took a light look, then withdrew his gaze and chose to ignore it.
Indeed, as Ye Qingge said, Wuyu has no value in use anymore, and useless people are meaningless to live in the world.
Wuyu covered the wound on his shoulders, and bright red liquid kept gushing out of the blood hole. Wuyu coughed violently and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood. The blood fell to the ground, dazzling red.
Wuyu supports the floor with one hand, and the purpose is to look like a pair of particularly beautiful embroidered shoes.
Wuyu's heart suddenly beating. He raised his head and looked over. He saw the dazzling red sunset. A figure and a face gradually appeared in the flowing red light.
Bixishuang was wearing a purple long gown, bright eyes and white teeth, and was so beautiful that he squatted down, stretched out his hand, and his white and slender hands stroked Wuyu's old face.
"Master."
Bixi's red lips twitched, shouting that he had long been known for his long time.
When I heard this title, Wu Yu Lao's tears flowed and his eyes were deep red.
The soft touch on his face made him nostalgic.
Wuyu closed his eyes, and hot tears fell. (To be continued)