Xu Yourong looked out the window, without saying a word, waiting for the man to come out of Zhouyuan. Although the green curtains on the car window were falling, they could not block her gaze.

Time continued to pass ruthlessly, the sun slowly rose, and the sky light gradually moved, moving from the walls of Hanqiu City to the official road, until it illuminated the whole world, and also passed through the curtains, shone into the car, and landed on her face, making her face paler.

After leaving Zhouyuan, she immediately told Bishop Meilisha and Zhu Luo what happened inside. The sky in Zhouyuan was falling. The reason why these people had time to leave was because a young man was on Zhouling in the grassland, supporting the sky with an umbrella, and he had to find a way to save him as soon as possible.

If she was not Xu Yourong, Meilisha and Zhu Luo would definitely think she was crazy, but even if she was Xu Yourong, Meilisha and Zhu Luo believed her words, but there was no way to save the young man who was alone in Zhouling and supported the sky - only Tonggu Realm can enter Zhou Garden, and as she said, if you want to save the young man, you need a higher level of power. Zhu Luo may have this ability, but Zhou Garden is collapsing now and it is very unstable. As long as he enters Zhou Garden, that small world may be destroyed instantly.

No one could save the boy, only the boy himself, so Xu Yourong could not do anything and could only wait for him. At this time, a senior sister of Qingyao Thirteen Session hurried to the car window and said to her through the green curtain: "No one called Xu Sheng, and I have checked it. No one has come to the Snow Mountain Sect this year."

Xu Yourong was silent for a while and asked, "How many people haven't come out?"

"There are more than forty people." The senior sister of Qingyao Thirteenth Secret hesitated for a moment and whispered: "Chen Changsheng from the National Education College... has not come out yet."

After saying this, she was very worried about Xu Yourong's situation. She thought Xu Yourong was concerned about the safety of her fiancé, so she asked her to inquire about these matters. However, Xu Yourong had no reaction, which surprised her a little.

The person Xu Yourong was waiting for was not Chen Changsheng. The register of practitioners entering Zhouyuan was not Xu Sheng, a disciple of the Xueshan Sect, on the list of the Xueshan Sect, but she knew very well that the Xueshan Sect disciple Xu Sheng was in Zhouyuan, and was now on Zhouling, holding the big umbrella formed by ten thousand swords.

It is very common to enter Zhouyuan to use a pseudonym, or even change the sect with the acquiescence of Ligong. In her opinion, since Xu Sheng is a genius disciple of the Hidden Sect who is entrusted with hope of revival by the Snow Mountain Sect, it is very likely that he can enter Zhouyuan with another identity like her and cannot find it in the roster.

In fact, she had no hope of seeing the boy's name on the roster. After leaving Zhouyuan, she sat silently by the car window, watching everyone walking out of the fog deep in the woods or being carried out. She was very sure that she had not missed it, because she didn't blink.

She saw many senior brothers and junior brothers of the Changsheng Sect, some fellow disciples of Nanxizhai, the injured who had been cured at night, and the wolf clan boy who ran down four trees on his back and walked to the roadside, but she never saw him.

Finally, several figures supported each other and walked out of the fog, and then an unimaginable terrifying aura burst out from the thick fog. The rainbow falling in the fog instantly shook uneasily, as if it would break at any time. At the same time, the Zhouyuan Huating, which was looming in the fog, suddenly twisted and dissolved into countless pictures, as if it was about to disappear.

Looking at this scene, Meilisha became even older, and Zhu Luo floated up and swept into the sky above the fog. When the rainbow finally broke, a bright and beautiful sword light slashed from his hands, directly building an extremely powerful barrier, isolating the world behind the thick fog from the real world.

A loud bang spread hundreds of miles around Hanqiu City.

Even though Zhu Luo is one of the strongest people in the continent, the sword that he cuts down with all his strength was not able to completely seal the powerful aura. A hurricane swept the green leaves and soil, rolling into the woods, roaring constantly, swallowing the official road in an instant, until it hits the solid walls of Hanqiu City.

The wind stopped and the smoke and dust were gathered, and the world returned to Qingming. There were groans and coughs in the woods. People looked behind the woods and saw that the thick fog had dissipated, but the green mountain that was supposed to be behind the fog... had disappeared without a trace.

The door of Zhouyuan disappeared, and Zhouyuan also disappeared. I wonder if anyone can open the door of Zhouyuan again in the future. Even if it can be opened, it has no meaning. The energy that radiates from before the collapse of Zhouyuan directly blurs a real green mountain. How can Zhouyuan itself exist?

The forest was silent, and the frightened birds were also shocked by the splattering breath when Zhou Yuan was annihilated, killing them between the fallen leaves and the soil.

What broke the quiet was the sad cry. Many teachers from the sects and academy were wearing Qi Rong, and many young practitioners knelt down next to the corpses of classmates and classmates and classmates and cried bitterly. The priests and officials of the palace calmed down and conducted statistics again to confirm that there were still twenty-seven human practitioners entering Zhouyuan who had not come out. They just didn't know whether those people had died long ago under the conspiracy of the demons or were killed in the annihilation process of Zhouyuan. At this time, there were more than ten corpses in the forest.

The curtains were stained with thick dust, blocking the light and gaze, making Xu Yourong's face dim.

She closed her eyes and her long eyelashes blinked gently.

She didn't say anything, and gently stroked the pheasant beside her with her right hand, trembling slightly.

"Let's go." She whispered.

The car of Qingyao Thirteen Division went along the official road and towards the distance.

The wind on the official road brushed the soil on the curtains, and she could see the scene by the road, and the wounded lying on the stretcher were moaning.

This made her a little sad.

In the first nights of Zhouyuan, she and Chen Changsheng never met and kept saving people. The wounded were rescued together.

And Chen Changsheng was unable to leave Zhouyuan.

Only then did she understand the fact that the little Taoist priest on the other end of the letter paper a few years ago... was also dead.

She originally thought she would not be sad because of him, but she found that she was still a little sad.

If he had not had this engagement, he would not have come to Kyoto, participated in the Grand Court Examination, entered the National Education College, or came to Zhouyuan, so he would not have died. He should still be facing the Three Thousand Daozang every day in the old temple in Xining Town, right?

She had already forgotten all the letters, but for some reason, she suddenly remembered that Chen Changsheng once said in the letter that he had to obey the truth every day, which made him feel very hard, but... no matter how hard he worked, it was better than dying now, right?

The wheels crushed the official road and made a rumbling sound, this is separation.

Everyone must learn to separate.

Separation is always sad and sad. Even if she is Xu Yourong, she is just a fifteen-year-old girl after all.

What made her most sad was that the person she was waiting for did not show up in the end.

Are you really called Xu Sheng? Are you really a disciple of the Xueshan Sect? You don’t know that my name is Xu Yourong, right? Does anyone know that we have been together in the grassland together, living and dying together, and quietly facing each other? Your relatives and teachers may be sad for you, but I... don’t even have the qualification to be sad, this is a sad thing.

Shortly after the Qingyao Thirteenth Division's car left, another sad thing happened in the woods outside Hanqiu City.

Someone is going to die.

Zhouyuan opened this year. Due to the conspiracy of the demons, human practitioners suffered heavy casualties. Logically speaking, death is very common.

But the person who is about to die is Liang Xiaoxiao from Lishan Sword Sect.

This matter becomes less ordinary and very sad.

Then, this sadness will quickly turn into anger.

Because everyone present thought that it was not the demon clan who killed Liang Xiaoxiao, but the Chessie.
Chapter completed!