Unconsciously, Ling Juncong's footsteps suddenly stopped. He had already walked outside the courtyard of Tsinghua University, but he did not take another step.
Because the person in his arms is no longer alive, he still maintains the posture of holding up his hands, but his hands are empty.
The younger sister didn't even leave her corpse behind, it turned into fly ash and dissipated in the sky and the earth.
"Yi'er, Yi'er..." Ling Jun fell to the ground with a bang, tears streaming down his face in pain.
He watched helplessly as his sister died in his arms, but he couldn't do anything, he couldn't even keep her body.
Rong Xian looked at all this with an expressionless face, it was really a reincarnation of heaven.
See, how simple it is to die, but the suffering of the living is multiplied.
Ling Juncong was heartbroken with pain, and her heart was also aching.
Sister, I seem to be... a little regretful, but I still don't want to lose you.
Hearing the movement, Anyang, Lu Yuan, Yan Fei and the others didn't know what they were talking about, but when they saw the aura of grief emanating from Ling Jun's body, they knew that something bad had happened.
The first time Shen Jiulu walked out the door, he saw Yun Youfeng. Although he was in a heavy heart, he was still surprised: "Youfeng, why are you here?"
Yun Youfeng heard the familiar voice and looked up quickly: "Kyuu, you are really here."
He looked at everyone here, and said in a harsh voice, "Where's Rong Xian?"
Shen Jiuliu felt a pain in his heart and did not speak.
The light in Yun Youfeng's eyes dimmed, it seemed that the rumors heard on the road were true, and Rong Xian was really gone.
He didn't bring up this uncomfortable topic again, didn't turn his head to look at Ling Juncong, who was kneeling on the ground, and said, "I met this young hero's younger sister on the way here, and then... send that girl to see this young hero at the end. one side."
Everyone understood the meaning of these words. Tsinghua, Yangming, and Sixin stood at the door, looking at Ling Juncong with painful eyes.
Bai Changyue stepped forward with a pale face, squatted in front of Ling Juncong, looked into his eyes and asked, "Jun Cong, what happened?"
Ling Jun raised his head, his eyes were hazy, and a layer of blood covered it. He said in a hoarse voice: "Yue'er, Ling's family is gone, Yi'er she..."
His voice was choked, and the pain of despair and powerlessness made his body tremble slightly: "After Yi'er sent the news, her soul was dissipated. I couldn't even keep her body, I..."
He closed his eyes tightly, not wanting to let the tears fall.
Rong Xian floated in front of Bai Changyue with a very soft tone: "Bai Changyue, are you sad too?"
She said in a daze: "Ling Junyi is your friend, and you are so sad when she died. Back then, after my cousin Jing died, I have been living in hell without me. Everyone is so miserable, but why do they have to be there all the time? Create pain."
As long as people live, they will always create troubles. You don't want to let go, and I don't want to let go. It has been entangled in everything for a long time.
Rong Xian was like a bystander, looking at the joys, sorrows and sorrows of these people in front of her, she could only watch it, and couldn't get involved.
Bai Changyue covered her mouth and tears fell. She and Ling Jun were childhood sweethearts, and they were even more familiar with Yi'er's girl. She thought that she would die, but she never thought that Yi'er would die in front of her. .
"Who is it? Jun Cong, tell me who she is, and my Bai family will definitely avenge her." Bai Changyue said angrily.
Ling Juncong's tone was gloomy and cold, like an evil ghost from hell: "It's a demon cultivator!"
The silent Shen Jiulu raised his head sharply, a look of malice flashed in his icy eyes, and he walked out while holding the sword tightly.
"Stop, Jiulu, where are you going?" When Yang Ming saw Shen Jiulu walking out with a firm pace, his heart skipped a beat, and hurriedly ran over to block his path.
Rong Xian also looked back, the corners of her lips parted lightly, and the words 'Shen Jiulu' circled around her mouth and called out softly.
Yun Youfeng realized that his friend's mood was not right, and was busy with Yang Ming to stop people.
The cold aura around Shen Jiulu's body became extremely sinister, and the madness that was suppressed to the extreme seemed to be able to drag everyone to the funeral: "Get out of the way."
"Don't let it." Yangming was crazy to let Shen Jiuruu leave, who was completely irrational: "Kujiu, calm down."
"I can't calm down." Shen Jiulu broke out in a rare way, no longer as calm and calm as before, "Xiaoxian is my clan, my beloved. She suffered so much for me, and I finally saw her and her. Recognize each other. After returning to the Yu clan, we haven't had time to reminisce. She hasn't told me about my childhood, and she hasn't told me the story of the stone bridge, the grass and the trees..."
Shen Jiu has red eyes: "The devil killed her, she is so kind and good, how can those people do it!"
He shouted in a bit of a breakdown: "Xiao Xian didn't even leave her body, those people may have drained her blood, and will..."
Shen Jiuli closed his eyes, he didn't dare to imagine those cruel scenes, he really couldn't bear it.
After Mo Xiu left, he didn't even know which direction to pursue.
Shan Shuhua, who had been leading the way, seemed to be unable to be summoned again because of the disappearance of the other half. He could only stand in a daze like a fool, unable to do anything. This sense of powerlessness drove him crazy.
Yun Youfeng felt dull pain in his heart, and the hand that was holding Shen Jiuliu drooped down weakly.
Although he was well prepared, when he heard the news of Rong Xian's death from Shen Jiuliu's mouth, it was still difficult to accept.
Will he never see that pure and clear girl again? He hadn't asked when exactly she recognized him.
Rong Xian approached step by step, and came to Shen Jiulu, Yun Youfeng, and Yang Ming. The spotless skirt gently floated over Shen Jiulu's leg, but passed through his leg strangely.
Her eyes are clear, as if accommodating thousands of landscapes.
She spoke, her voice like a spring breeze blowing: "I'm very happy to see you care about me so much."
That fake side is too successful and can affect the minds of so many people.
She nodded affirmatively and repeated, "I'm very happy."
Then, a bright and charming smile appeared on that gentle face, making thousands of fragrances pale, but unfortunately no one can see this beautiful scene that can be painted.
Rong Xianyan said insincerely, "Dr. Rong is more pleasing."
She pondered, pondering what flaws she still had to remove as soon as possible, obey Amei's words, and live a clean life.
However, living as a famous doctor in the world is really touching.
Here, the farce continues.
Yun Youfeng was unreliable, Yang Ming could only stop Shen Jiulu himself, listening to Shen Jiulu's guess, he was heartbroken: "That's my little junior sister. Shen Jiulu, my pain will not be less than yours, but it's so straightforward. Leng Leng rush out who you are looking for revenge, who can you find!"
"Can't we just sit here and wait? I can't stand it!" Shen Jiulu yelled.
Rong Xian: I'm watching you throw the blame to the magic door (/__\)
PS: There are some things to deal with today, and we can only maintain the basic second update, sorry everyone T_T
(End of this chapter)