In front of the Wen Rou Township by Yueming Lake, Miss Wu'er's eyes were red and she looked at the gradually approaching figure.

Jiang Zihua looked up at Miss Wu'er's pretty face. He hesitated for a long time before he slowly said it.

The madam girl knelt on the ground and cried.

Jiang Zihua's eyes were also filled with tears. He suddenly stepped forward and hugged Miss Wu in his arms. The two of them hugged their heads and cried bitterly.

Ning Haoran looked back at Langya City a hundred miles away.

He clenched the sword in his hand.

Turn your attention to the direction of Yan State.

There was a blazing fire in my pupils.

The sound of hard and difficult to roar echoed in the night sky like a rolling wheel.

It's getting farther and farther away.

Senior Sister, who was watching somewhere, looked at the scene of the black smoke rising, frowned tightly and said softly: "I really want to let him go?"

Zhuo Bingchun, who was standing beside her, said in a hoarse voice: "I can understand what Your Majesty means, but I also understand that Xiao Si cannot keep it. Perhaps the dynasty forces belonging to those practitioners who were killed by him in the Qianhai Realm will spare no effort to chase him in the world, but we can no longer do anything. He has his own way to go, and the result depends on how he chooses in the end."

The third senior sister said, "I want to see Chu Canglan."

Zhuo Bingchun said: "Even if Chu Canglan has no intention of being an enemy with Xiao Si, it cannot change the situation where Xiao Si will be hunted down. We have more important things to do."

In a very distant place, a embarrassed figure was rushing. He suddenly stopped at some point, gasping slightly, looking back at the direction of Langya City, his blood-stained appearance exposed the wound on his skin was slowly recovering. In a short while, he was like a new life.
Chapter completed!