Fighter of the Destiny

Xu Yourong looked out the window without saying a word, waiting for the man to come out of Zhou Garden. Although the green curtain on the car window was down, it could not block her sight.

Time continued to pass ruthlessly, the sun rose slowly, and the skylight gradually moved from the wall of Hanqiu City to the official road, until it illuminated the entire world, also passed through the curtains, shone into the car, and fell on her Her face became paler and paler.

After leaving Zhou Garden, she immediately told Bishop Melisha and Zhu Luo what happened inside. The sky in Zhou Garden was collapsing. The reason why these people had time to leave was because a young man was on the grassland. On the Zhou Tomb inside, holding up the sky with an umbrella, we must find a way to save him as soon as possible.

If she were not Xu Yourong, Meili Sha and Zhu Luo would definitely think she was crazy, but even if she was Xu Yourong, Meili Sha and Zhu Luo believed her, but there was no way to save the young man who was holding the sky alone in Zhou Ling—— Only the Tongyou Realm can enter Zhou Garden, and as she said, if you want to save the young man, you need a strong man of a higher realm. Zhu Luo may have this ability, but Zhouyuan is collapsing now and is very unstable. As long as he walks into Zhouyuan, the small world may be destroyed instantly.

No one could save the boy, only the boy himself, so Xu Yourong could do nothing but wait for him. At this time, a senior sister from the Thirteenth Division of Qingzhen hurriedly came to the car window and said to her through the green curtain: There is no one named Xu Sheng, and I checked, there is no one from the Snow Mountain Sect this year.

Xu Yourong was silent for a while and asked, How many people haven't come out yet?

There are still more than forty people. After hesitating for a moment, the senior sister Qingzhi Thirteenth Division whispered: Chen Changsheng from the National Education Academy...has not come out yet.

After saying this, she was very worried about Xu Yourong's situation. She thought Xu Yourong was concerned about her fiancé's safety and that's why she asked her to inquire about these things. However, Xu Yourong had no reaction, which surprised her.

The person Xu Yourong was waiting for was not Chen Changsheng - Xu Sheng, a disciple of the Snow Mountain Sect, was not on the registration list of practitioners who entered the Zhou Garden, but she knew very well that Xu Sheng, a disciple of the Snow Mountain Sect, was in the Zhou Garden and was currently on the Zhou Tomb. , holding the big umbrella formed by ten thousand swords.

It was very common for Xu Sheng to enter the Zhou Garden using a pseudonym, or even change the sect with the tacit approval of Li Gong. In her mind, since Xu Sheng was a genius disciple of the Hidden Sect who placed the hope of revival in the Snow Mountain Sect, he would enter the Zhou Garden with another identity like her. It is very possible that the park cannot be found on the roster.

In fact, she had no hope of seeing the boy's name on the roster. After leaving Zhouyuan, she had been sitting silently by the car window, watching the mist coming out of the deep woods or being carried out. Everyone, she was sure she hadn't missed a single one, because she didn't even blink.

She saw many senior fellow apprentices from the Changsheng Sect, some fellow students from Nanxi Zhai, the injured who were treated by her at night, and the wolf who knocked down four trees with Qijian on his back before walking to the roadside. A young man from the tribe, but he never saw him.

Finally, several figures walked out of the fog, supporting each other, and then an unimaginable terrifying aura broke out from the thick fog. The rainbow falling in the fog instantly shook uneasily, as if it would break at any time, and at the same time, the rainbow loomed in the fog. The Zhou Garden and Hua Ting were suddenly distorted and decomposed into countless pictures, and seemed to be about to disappear.

Looking at this scene, Meili Sha became even older. Zhu Luo floated up into the sky above the fog. When the rainbow finally broke, a bright and beautiful sword light fell from his hand to the ground. Directly building an extremely powerful barrier, isolating the world behind the thick fog from the real world.

A loud bang spread hundreds of miles around Hanqiu City.

Even though Zhu Luo was one of the strongest men in the continent as Bafang Fengyu, the sword he slashed down with all his strength could not completely seal the powerful splash of breath. A hurricane rolled up the green leaves and soil. It rolled toward the woods, roaring non-stop, swallowing the official road in an instant, and finally stopped when it hit the solid wall of Hanqiu City.

The wind stopped, the smoke and dust settled, the world returned to clarity, and the woods were full of groans and coughs. People looked behind the woods and saw that the thick fog had dissipated, but the green mountain that was supposed to be behind the fog... had also disappeared without a trace!

The door of Zhou Garden disappeared, and Zhou Garden also disappeared. I wonder if anyone will be able to reopen the door of Zhou Garden in the future. Even if it can be opened, it has no meaning. The energy that escaped before the collapse of Zhou Garden directly transformed a real green mountain. How can Zhou Garden itself exist?

There was silence in the forest, and the frightened birds were directly shocked to death by the breath sprayed when Zhou Garden was annihilated, and they were frozen between the fallen leaves and the soil.

What broke the silence were sad cries. Many teachers from sects and colleges looked sad, and many young practitioners knelt down beside the bodies of their classmates and cried bitterly. The priests and officials from the palace gathered their thoughts and counted again, confirming that among the human practitioners who entered Zhou Garden, there were still twenty-seven people who had not come out, but they did not know whether those people had died long ago due to the conspiracy of the demons, or whether they had lost their lives. During the annihilation process of Yu Zhou Garden, there were still more than ten corpses in the forest at this time.

The curtains were stained with thick dust, blocking the light and sight, making Xu Yourong's face look a little darker.

She closed her eyes and blinked her long eyelashes gently.

She said nothing, and gently stroked the pheasant next to her with her right hand, trembling slightly.

Let's go, she whispered.

The car of the Thirteenth Division of Qingzhen went into the distance along the official road.

The wind on the official road blew the dirt off the curtains, and she could see the scene on the roadside, where the injured lying on stretchers were groaning.

This made her a little sad.

In those first nights in Zhouyuan, she and Chen Changsheng had never met each other, and they kept rescuing people, and they were the ones who saved these injured people together.

As for Chen Changsheng, he could not leave Zhou Garden.

Only then did she understand the fact that the little Taoist priest on the other end of the letter a few years ago... also died.

She originally thought she wouldn't be sad because of him, but she found that she was still a little sad.

Without this engagement, he would not have come to Kyoto, would not have taken part in the Imperial Examination, would not have entered the National Education Academy, and would not have come to Zhouyuan. Naturally, he would not have died. He should still be in Xining Town now. In the old temple, three thousand Daozangs were faced every day, right?

She had forgotten all those letters a long time ago, but now for some unknown reason, she suddenly remembered that Chen Changsheng once said in a letter that he had to betray Taoism and Tibet every day, which made him feel very hard, but... no matter how hard it was, it would always work. It's better than being dead now, isn't it?

The wheels rolled over the official road and made a rumble sound. This was parting.

Everyone must learn to say goodbye.

Parting is always sad. Even if she is Xu Yourong, she is only a fifteen-year-old girl after all.

What saddened her the most was that the person she was waiting for didn't show up in the end.

Is your name really Xu Sheng? Are you really a disciple of the Snow Mountain Sect? You still don’t know that my name is Xu Yourong, right? Does anyone know that we once walked side by side in the grassland, lived life and death together, and watched each other quietly? Your relatives and teachers may be sad for you, but I...I'm not even qualified to be sad. This is the sad thing.

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Not long after Qingji Sansi's car left, another sad thing happened in the woods outside Hanqiu City.

Someone is dying.

This year the Zhou Garden opened. Due to the conspiracy of the demon clan, human practitioners suffered heavy casualties. Logically speaking, death is a very common thing.

But the person who is about to die is Liang Xiaoxiao from Lishan Sword Sect.

This incident has become unusual and very sad.

Then, this sadness will quickly turn into anger.

Because everyone present thought that it was not the demons who killed Liang Xiaoxiao, but Zhexiu.

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(See you tomorrow.)