Although Gongsun Shilian heard it a little confused, she was shocked.

This truth is beyond the scope of what ordinary people know.

After a while, she came to her senses: "In other words, the members of the Loulan royal family, and even the people of the entire Loulan City, are not dead yet?"

Luo Yeci nodded: "Ling Jianqiu's trip must be for Loulan's regret. As long as you let him know this news, you may be able to turn swords into jade."

Gongsun Shilian shook her head: "He may not trust us so easily, and he will even regard us as the biggest obstacle."

Luo Yeci seemed to have expected this, "Since that's the case, let the Luo God Clan help him see the final truth. That is, let the Loulan City wake up from the clouds of the fairy tomb."

Gongsun Shilian pondered for a moment, and finally expressed her concerns, "Don't ask if Dong knows about this."

"Even if he knows, it will be useless. Because the key to awakening Loulan City is in the hands of the Luoshen clan, he cannot step into the mirage. I have already given instructions that without my order, the Luoshen clan members will not step out of the mirage. He will not get the key to unlock the lock, no matter what." Luo Yeci said softly.

Gongsun Shilan asked, "What is this key?"

Luo Yeci said: "The life of a Luoshen clan."

Gongsun Shilan opened her mouth and couldn't speak for a moment.

"Don't worry, by then, I will personally walk out of the mirage and step into the fairy tomb. This matter has happened because of me. The entire Luoshen clan accompanied me into the mirage for no complaints in the years since he stepped into the mirage. I have no reason to let them finish this old thing." Luo Yeci said firmly, "I hope to die in exchange for Mo Wendong's reciprocity."

The night is over.

In the Luoshen Village, Luo Feiyu and Ren Shaohua looked at each other speechlessly and remained silent for a long time.

"If he dies, who will that person be?" Ren Shaohua became more and more upset when he thought about it.

Luo Feiyu looked at him, "You should have an answer in your heart."

Ren Shaohua suddenly looked up, "I want to go out."

"You are going out?" A teasing sounded behind the two of them.

Luo Feiyu turned his head and said, "Luo Wen? Haven't you died of drunkenness?"

"Yes, the guy who made the patriarch sad is not dead yet, how could he get drunk?" Luo Wen smiled, "If you two want to go out, I'll take you for a while?"

Peach Land and Dead Forest.

Mo Wendong, who was sitting cross-legged in meditation, suddenly opened his eyes, then stood up, and laid three incense sticks on the tombstone beside the thatched cottage.

Yan Jingchen sat on the treetops not far away, staring at Mu Huai in his hand at the rising morning light, not knowing what he was thinking in his heart.

Mo Wendong just waited silently in front of the tombstone for the incense to burn out, and then turned around.

Yan Jingchen also jumped down, lowered his head and smiled, unable to see the expression on his face.

Mo Wendong walked past him and said, "Go to the fairy tomb."

At the other end of the Taoyuan, Tang Zangtian slowly stood up, lifted the black broad sword, and headed in the opposite direction.

The morning light gradually opened, and the night outside the peach land had passed. Tang Yunying looked at the shadows that were constantly extending on the ground and sighed slightly, then her whole body turned into a shadow and merged into the earth.

At the in-depth breaking station, a group of people from Naiheqiao made a difficult decision.

Persuasion and disobedience.

After Tang Yunying woke up last night and Mo Wendong's punishment for the green face and fangs, the girl in Maple has gradually realized how terrible they are in now. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a life-and-death death.

They can accept being a knife in the hands of others, but they cannot accept being a pawn.

And what they have to do now is to put it to death and live.

"When all this is over, we will go find her." The girl in Maple whispered.

Gusu, Hanshan Temple.

The one-armed nun sat on the futon, trying to start a new day's morning recitation.

But the moment she picked up the Buddhist beads, the bead lines inexplicably cracked, and the Buddhist beads scattered all over the ground, and the unsettling sounds sounded repeatedly.

The nun slowly looked up and looked west.

On the nameless cliffs in Xizhou.

Ling Jianqiu's robe was raised in the wind, standing by the cliff holding his sword, looking down at the wind and sand surging under the cliff, as if he wanted to see clearly the fate between himself and another person.

Mu Kexin stood behind him and looked at his back sadly.

Finally, Ling Jianqiu turned around and walked under the cliff.

From beginning to end, he didn't look at Mu Kexin at all.

In an abandoned temple.

Murong Haoyue's white robe was stained with blood and she was already asleep on the pile of thatched trees.

Mo Haochen bowed slightly to Murong Haoyue and then opened the door.

"Senior Brother Murong, I will definitely settle the accounts." After Mo Haochen said this, he walked out.

Murong Haoyue's fingers trembled slightly at this time.

The fog is getting thicker, and the love is broken and the future cannot be distinguished on the river, leaving only the lonely moon in the water lonely.

Luo Wen shook his oars and carried Luo Feiyu and Ren Shaohua on the sand sea.

Ren Shaohua suddenly said, "This is your home."

Luo Feiyu nodded, "Yes."

"If I remember correctly, you should have said goodbye for many years. I finally came back last night and left today. Are you willing to give up?" Ren Shaohua asked.

"If I remember correctly, Mr. Guzhou once said that if a person sinks into the past, wouldn't it be extremely ridiculous?" Luo Feiyu said in his tone.

Ren Shaohua smiled silently, "You boy."

"Don't worry, I'm not as heartless as you. Of course I will come back after finding Jinghua with you." Luo Feiyu said with a smile.

Ren Shaohua was about to say something, but was interrupted by a low cry.

At this time, the ship had already docked. Luo Feiyu hurriedly looked up, but found that Luo Wen was holding a feather arrow in his hand, and his entire body was still trembling.

There is a letter above.

Luo Feiyu intercepted the letter and opened it to see it, "For me."

"Ling Jianqiu, he has made a fight with me."

Ren Shaohua frowned: "I'll go with you."

Luo Feiyu shook his head, "Don't worry, I'll go alone. My senior brother won't kill me, nor will he let others kill me. If I had someone to accompany me, it would be different."

Ren Shaohua said in a deep voice: "Is it really OK for you alone?"

"Everyone has what he should do. Not only I have it, but you have it too." Luo Feiyu jumped up, "Believe me, maybe I can still use my three-inch tongue to persuade him to abandon the darkness and turn to the light."

"Don't die." Ren Shaohua said softly, watching him leave.

It was not until he couldn't look for his body shape that Ren Shaohua lowered his head, but was shocked.

Because Luo Wen is no longer ahead of him.

Only a dagger came from behind him and wrapped around his throat.

Flowers in the mirror, daggers in the sleeves.

At the same time, there was the sweet call that had been away for years -

"Young Master."
Chapter completed!