"Crack!"

Qi Jiu, who was caressing the heart of an unknown flower in front of him, suddenly dropped the jade pot in his hand to the ground.

Everyone looked over in confusion, only to find that his face was pale. What was even weirder was that he clutched his heart, and his gentle and indifferent brows were filled with shock and disbelief.

"Brother Wang...what's wrong?" Qi Zhuo stepped forward to support Qi Jiu, with a worried expression on his face.

"I...can't feel Su Su's soul breath anymore..." Qi Jiu slowly closed his eyes.

Qi Zhuo's pupils trembled violently.

Everyone was silent.

"Is Young Master Qi joking?" Qian Xing looked unbelieving.

"When I was setting up this formation, I did some tricks - I could feel the life breath of the two of them no matter how far away they were, even if they were in another world. Now, I can't feel Qin Yue's, and...

...I can’t feel her anymore.” Wei Wuhen quietly clenched his fists, and the slight coolness in his eyes was an expression that he had never noticed.

Everyone fell silent again.

Long Buli gritted his teeth, lowered his head and looked at the land dimly, making no sound.

"Since Qin Yue is dead, we will go back and recover first." Qian Fei knew that he should not stay around at this time, so he bowed and pulled Qian Xing away.

"I want to be here, waiting for Su Su to come back." Qi Jiu took a deep breath to calm the pain in his heart, and looked at the direction Luo Ge left with gentle and calm eyes, "She won't leave just like that."

At least for that matter, she would never allow herself to die like this now. To die cowardly at the hands of a cult godson.

One day passed and everyone was still waiting quietly at night.

Two days later, Qian Xing couldn't bear it anymore and came over to persuade them to rest.

"If we leave now and wait for my sister to come back, how cold will her heart be when she sees no one in peace?" Luo Tian glanced at Qian Xing and stopped talking to her.

Qian Xing choked, and with a sour heart, he still tried to persuade him: "Then you should eat something, your body can't bear it."

"Once you have cultivated to the realm of the golden elixir, you can move beyond the grains. According to Sister Luo, living in the mortal world and experiencing all kinds of flavors is also a kind of cultivation." Long Buli also glanced at him.

Qian Xing: "..."

The rhetorical skills of these little ancestors are too embarrassing. However, it seems to be the case.

After Zuo Yi left, Qian Xing met Qian Fei at the door of the farmhouse.

Qian Fei waited for a long time, and when he saw his younger brother coming out, he couldn't help but ask: "Is he coming out?"

Shaking his head, Qian Xing sighed with regret: "Apart from her lip service, Miss Luo is actually pretty good. It's just that God is jealous of beauties, and beauties have a bad fate."

Through these days of silent interaction and observation, he knew that Luo Ge was indeed a decent girl who could be called a gentleman.

When Long Buli, Xuanyuan Yunjing and Luo Tian encountered difficulties in their practice, she would take the trouble to patiently teach them the secrets; when they encountered obstacles in their practice in the mountains, she was always the first to stand up.

She never shrinks from anyone, nor does she hide behind others.

She is also a good girl with a proud character like a dragon.

It's just a pity, a pity.

"A beauty has a bad life because of the small waves in the mortal world. And Miss Luo -" Qian Fei turned around and looked at the farmhouse, a ray of depth emerged from his eyes, "She is by no means an ordinary beauty."

So she won't die there, absolutely not.

Especially Luotian.

He looked at the two people who were like golden boys and girls in the sky. Envy flashed through his eyes at first, then became silent and brewed, turning into tenderness and sadness. In the end, it returned to elegance again.

You are still the same, but you are like a stranger. Do you know, do you know, it should be the flower yellow and thin you sang in the past.
Chapter completed!