When Ancestor Hongjun and the others sped up to fly back to the Qingjiang River, they found that this place had turned into a large ice field. The canyon was filled in by the snow-capped mountains on both sides. The Qingjiang River that used to flow endlessly disappeared, and everything in sight was pure white.

No other noise

Donghuang Zhong, who was nestled in the arms of Ancestor Hongjun, felt like he had stopped. He still closed his eyes and asked, "Are you home?"

"Well, we're here..." Ancestor Hongjun's tone was a little floating.

Donghuang Zhong felt something was wrong. It was too quiet here. Why did the private band that performed day and night stop suddenly? A bad premonition hit her. She opened her eyes and said, "Liar, they haven't arrived at all!"

"Here we are, this is our home, by the Qingjiang River!" Patriarch Hongjun was very sure

Donghuang Zhong is quite certain that her home is in a canyon that is like a fairyland: green trees, lush grass, fragrant wild flowers, and dancing butterflies. "Nonsense, there is white snow here, but where is the beautiful Qingjiang River!"

"The Qingjiang River is under the snow, and our home is also buried under it!" Patriarch Hongjun's tone was still calm, but a little more cold.

Donghuang Zhong asked innocently: "Is there an avalanche or an earthquake?"

"Nothing. Someone wiped out Qingjiang and destroyed our home!" Patriarch Hongjun stated the facts.

Murong Ye interjected: "This must be Siyue's doing, he must have saved the God Emperor!"

"The God Emperor is dead..." Ancestor Hongjun said coldly

"Oh my God! No wonder Siyue went crazy and flattened the snow-capped mountains." Murongye knew the relationship between the Divine Emperor and Siyue very well. Although the two were wearing short-sleeved shirts, which was a taboo that most people couldn't accept, they had always been very affectionate: Shen

There is not a single concubine in the emperor's harem, and even the emperor's capital is called Siyue; and Siyue is much higher than the God Emperor in terms of sanity and magic power, but he is willing to succumb to the background because the God Emperor is very fond of power.

You know how much they love each other. If one party is suddenly lost, it is unimaginable what the other person will do.

Home is a very warm word. When you think of it, your heart will become soft involuntarily. If someone destroys home? Who is the enemy of that family?

The bank of Qingjiang River was the home of Donghuang Zhong, the love nest of her and ancestor Hongjun. Now it has turned into a piece of white snow, without even a trace. The big eyes turned red, angry, absolutely angry, and more importantly, sad.

Holding the lapel of Patriarch Hongjun’s clothes, tears fell down and he choked and said:
Chapter completed!