After all, he failed to take Xiaojiu home.

Moreover, he forced her to death.

If history were to repeat itself again, he thought, he would accompany Xiaojiu before she left, because the road to Huangquan was so desolate, how could he be willing to leave her alone.

"Uncle Nine Emperors!"

"You have been standing here for seven days and seven nights. What are you looking at?"

"Master Qiyao, why have you been standing here and not leaving?"

The Quan family didn't understand why these people kept staring in the direction in mid-air and didn't say anything.

On the square.

There is such a picture.

The Lord was wearing a black gown and a mask on his face, revealing only a pair of empty eyes without any emotion. He looked unblinkingly at the direction where Quan Jin had disappeared.

The official's long boots hit the ground, and his black trench coat was blown up. The curve at the corner of his mouth froze, and his eyes remained motionless, as if he had lost the most important person in him.

As for Si Yu, wearing a fiery red dress, she had no expression at all. Even though tears were rolling in her eyes, she refused to shed them.

Qiyao stood there blankly.

He blinked his sore eyes and suddenly smiled like a fool.

"What...are you looking at?" Quan Yu clasped his hands behind his back, wearing a cold and noble aura. His white gown was blown by the wind. He withdrew his gaze and glanced at several people.

What are you looking at?

Looking at that place, it seems like something important is missing.

"Sir, my subordinate has seen you staring at that place for a long time. There is obviously nothing there, so why do you keep staring there?"

"Is it possible...that some treasure could have fallen off?"

How powerful is prophecy.

Everyone justifiably forgot about her.

I forgot that she had been here before and amazed the world.

I also forgot that she once lived and gave hope to 4.3 billion people.

The Lord withdrew his gaze and lowered his hands naturally. He turned around and answered towards Quan Yu: "I don't know either, but I just feel that my heart is empty."

"It seems that something is missing."

Quan Yu heard about it.

Suddenly smiled.

Qi Yao stretched out his palm, patted Quan Yu's shoulder, and said lightly and fearlessly: "Let's go, it's time for us to go back to Kyushu. That's the place we want to go back to most."

besides......

That was the place she regretted most not going back.

She left, leaving quietly.

Everyone has forgotten her, and she did not take Qiyao and Quan Yu home after all. Everyone's life will return to peace, but they have forgotten one person named Quan Mingjin.

"Kyushu..."

"Quan... power over the Nine Provinces... for one life... for this life..." The Lord stood on the same spot. It seemed that there was no need to remember this word. It came naturally.

Just blurted it out.

He raised his palm involuntarily.

Lower your head.

I bumped into two English letters at a glance, so dazzling and dazzling.

In an instant, a stream of memories rushed into his mind like a flood, and then the empty heart was instantly occupied by a name.

The Lord pressed his heart violently with both hands.

Looking at the backs of several people leaving.

They are still so familiar, but why are they a little more desolate and desolate? Quan Yu, Guan Si, Qi Yao and Si Yu look like this, making Shang Jue feel his heart hurt like needles.

He suddenly spoke up.

The voice was light and calm, but he spent the rest of his life murmuring: "Even if it's a prophecy, I can't forget her..."

"She is Quan Jin."
Chapter completed!