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Chapter 1603 Reunion

Endless void, silent darkness.

"Sect Master Zhao, can you move a little faster? I'm afraid it will be too late if you wait a little longer..."

Bei Ran's voice was harsh, and his heart was filled with the pain of being helpless.

In her perception, a long, long time has passed since she left Dengyun Star. God knows how far the battle is going at this moment.

Grandpa Luan, Sister Chenruo... please don't let anything happen to you.

Beiran bit her lip, and the sweet smell filled the air. However, the anxiety in her heart was still burning like a fire, causing her to endure great suffering every moment.

Although to her surprise, Zhao Lan simply agreed to her request for help and brought along all the elites of the Tianxue Sect who were staying in Lixing, but such power was still extremely meager.

Zhao Lan must have known it well, but he did not hesitate or shirk at all. This made Beiran feel how lucky he was to have a truly trustworthy ally in times of crisis.

But at this moment, she was in a state of confusion. Even though she knew that Zhao Lan had tried his best, she still couldn't help but push.

Zhao Lan did not answer, but glanced at Lin Qingheng beside him.

His spatial attainments are limited, so along the way, Lin Qingheng and others were basically constantly calculating nodes and moving around in space. This consumption of mental energy was undoubtedly astonishing.

"Miss Beiran, I can understand your mood, but after all, we have not Hekong Kongzun, so the speed in the past two days has been the limit." An elder of the Tianxue Sect said with a bitter smile.

"Actually, you shouldn't have come with me." Zhao Lan was silent for a moment and then said, "I think that the spirit girl from the Phantom Clan just wants to send you to a safer place. In this case, no matter what happens on the Deng Yun Star,

Whether they are destroyed or not, the Xuanling Clan will still be alive."

"But I can't do it..." There were tears in Beiran's eyes. He took a deep breath to barely let the tears fall, "Zongzhu Zhao, I am very grateful for your help, but I really can't do it. Even though I know

They will die one by one on the Dengyun Star, but I am hiding far away and will not even be able to see them for the last time..."

Zhao Lan was silent for a while: "I know, of course I know. I was like that back then... wasn't that the case?"

"I'm sorry..." Bei Ran suddenly realized that her words had touched Zhao Lan's past, so her voice became softer.

Wu Qing on the side sighed and said: "But in fact, for those Xuanling tribesmen who persevere to the end, the living are the hope they fight for regardless of life and death."

Zhao Lan said lightly: "So I don't want to see the same tragedy happen again. If the Xuanling is destroyed, it will be our turn next."

Lin Qingheng, who had been calculating with her eyes closed, suddenly opened her eyes and said: "If we move three more times, we will be close to the coordinates of Dengyun Star, but I think we should keep a safe distance of three stars and observe before making plans."

"Sister Lin, please!" Beiran's tone was almost pleading.

Lin Qingheng just hummed slightly and nodded, seemingly unconcerned, but her brows were full of exhaustion, and it was obvious that she had gone all out.

The last three moves were like the most excruciating torture in the world to Bei Ran.

When Lin Qingheng said the word "arrived", she didn't even dare to look straight ahead, for fear that what she saw would be numerous corpses floating in the void.

But no, nothing.

The void was surprisingly clean, so clean that not even a single Yuanling clan member was found.

"Didn't you say that the Yuanling army has surrounded Dengyun Star?" Wu Qing couldn't help but ask.

"It was like this before. Could it be that they have all entered the surface of the stars?" Beiran's mood suddenly sank, because this means...Dengyun Star has completely fallen, so there is no need for the Yuanling Tribe to seal off the void.

She couldn't help but rushed towards Dengyunxing in the distance, but was caught by Zhao Lan and stopped back.

"Elder Lin, go and investigate. If Dengyun Star has been occupied, withdraw immediately." Zhao Lan said in a deep voice.

Bei Ran looked at Lin Qingheng and others disappearing into the void. He squatted down weakly and buried his head in his arms. Tears burst out uncontrollably in an instant.

Although there were many people around her, the boundless regret and despair had swallowed her up, leaving her with no intention to care about her image. Only her last bit of self-esteem kept her from crying.

"Miss Beiran, the situation may not be..."

Vaguely, she heard Wu Qing's voice, but she no longer wanted to respond.

"Bei Ran..." It seemed that Zhao Lan was also calling her.

She just felt so tired, so tired. She would rather sink into the endless dark night and not wake up at all. Otherwise, she would have no idea how to face it, leaving her alone in the world.

"Ran'er... Ran'er?"

Whose voice is this? So familiar...

Bei Ran thought in confusion.

Before she could react, someone had already held her shoulders and said softly to her: "Ran'er, it's okay. I'm back."

Beiran slowly raised her head, and what came into view was a face that she would never forget no matter what.

"Brother?" She called hesitantly, her expression blank.

"It's okay, everyone is okay, don't worry." Yu Ling pulled her to stand up and kept comforting her.

Bei Ran still seemed to have lost her soul. It was not until Yu Ling raised his hand and waved it in front of her eyes that she suddenly hugged him tightly as if she had just woken up from a dream. Tears rolled down her eyes and she choked: "Brother.

, I miss you so much, why am I so useless..."

"Who said you are useless? You have completed your mission, otherwise you would still want to go head-to-head with the masters of Li Dao?" This was the first time Yu Ling saw Bei Ran crying like this, even though the evil heart had fully exploded before,

That kind of pain didn't make her so weak.

"But I'm still late, aren't I..." Beiran cried until her eyes were red, looking like a little rabbit.

"Isn't it still me? Although, I came a little late." Yu Ling sighed softly.

"What about the people from the Yuanling Tribe now?" Beiran sniffed and asked nervously.

"They are basically dead. Ying Huan has retreated. It doesn't matter how he reports to the Spirit Emperor. It has nothing to do with me." Yu Ling said.

"All, all dead?" Beiran's eyes widened in shock.

"We'll talk about the details later. If you haven't finished crying, just cry for a while longer, and then I can greet Sect Master Zhao, who has been standing next to him for a long time." Yu Ling said.

Bei Ran blushed and said angrily: "Brother, you are making fun of me! You are going too far!"

"No, no." Seeing that her mood had stabilized, Yu Ling turned to Zhao Lan and said, "Sect Master Zhao, you have worked hard traveling long distances. Why don't you go to Anling City to rest for a while? I just have something important to discuss with you.
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