Brilliant and lonely, glorious and dark.

Then.

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She opened her eyes and looked at the sky was empty.

The boss of the God-Ching Evil who killed each other disappeared.

It's gone.

She is the only one left.

Qin Yu sighed a long sigh, and then raised his bloody hand, with his hands covered with wounds, took off the mask and exposed his face.

It seems weak, tired, lonely.

Then she lowered her eyes and curled her lips.

Smiled faintly.

Then she fell down.

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The people from Sanwang City took people over after the movement calmed down, but they only saw a desolate area.

Nothing was left behind.

"There are so much blood, not just one or two people, and many people die here."

"Not only the Zombie King, but also the Ghost King."

These people are all elites of the Three Kings City. After searching this place, they came to some conclusions.

Ming Chu was in a place where people in the palace were destroyed before. She squatted on the ground, stroked the somewhat sticky land with her fingers, and turned over her white palms, and her face was dyed red.

In fact, the corpses have been destroyed, but some things will be left behind.

Corpse powder, or blood.

"Many people died."

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When Ming Chu and others were searching the ground, Tian Dazhuang set up a barrier not far from them to cover up the traces of himself, Yue Zhijing and others.

“It’s over.”

He said.

The moon mirror looked at the place in front of him that was surveyed by many people without expression.

They arrived earlier and knew earlier where all their disciples died.
Chapter completed!