The third senior brother said that the new master of the Nether Realm collected so many materials and attacked so many sect families in order to light the resurrection lamp.
And lighting the resurrection lamp is to revive them.
Muyan patted Luo Yu on his shoulder lightly.
Her emotions have been vented just now.
There is no such gaffe and sadness like a catastrophe.
But at this time, seeing the gazes of the masters and brothers, I still couldn't help feeling sour and pained in my heart.
She took a deep breath, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, and said softly: "We have found the little uncle."
"Little Martial Uncle, he is still alive."
"We, Xiaoyaomen, are finally reunited."
Yes, they, Xiaoyaomen, were finally able to get together alive.
Because of this, everything else is irrelevant.
"Little Uncle!!!"
Luo Yu reacted suddenly, rushed forward and hugged Luo Yunxiao, crying loudly.
Ling Yusheng and Leng Yumo also rushed up, "Little uncle, where have you been these days!!"
"We have searched many places, and my junior sister has posted announcements over and over again in Tianguangxu, but there is no news of you!"
We told ourselves over and over again that the little uncle would not die.
But when he dreamed back at midnight, he still remembered the tragic battlefield on the floating island.
There is no soul lamp, no news, no trace of being alive.
There is always a voice in their head speaking to them.
What if he died
What if the little uncle really died at the seaside
Just like on the Continent of Comprehension, they watched their master disappear in front of their eyes.
It only takes a little bit of this kind of thought to make them feel so painful that they tremble with fear.
But now, all fear is gone.
They confirmed with their own eyes, felt with their own eyes that the little uncle was still alive.
Their Xiaoyaomen didn't lose one person, and they didn't fall apart.
Yun Ruohan stared at this scene in a daze. The seven-foot man's eye circles were a little red.
He stepped forward and grabbed Qin Jiu and Muyan's necks one by one, and hugged them together.
Then the seven surrounded Luo Yunxiao and hugged each other tightly.
The thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and the blood color slowly faded from the pupils.
The silver hair like a galaxy gradually turned into pure black like ink.
On Luo Yunxiao's expressionless cold face, there was an almost imperceptible tenderness.
But almost at the same moment, deep in his soul, there was a tearing and burning pain.
This life, this night, will last forever, and you will be free and easy forever.
For this reunion at this moment, the sufferings and pains of the past, the parting of life and death, the blood on the hands...
And the splitting of the soul now is worth it.
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The An Ye San who saw this scene not far away were completely dumbfounded.
Is this handsome young man who was hugged by the seven little fellows but still harmless and did not commit any murder at all, is he really the master of their Fen Tian
"Third brother, just now, did you hear clearly just now, what do those little brats call master?"
"Little... little master?"
An Yeqi swallowed his saliva, "And the master wants to light the resurrection lamp, so it's just to revive these cubs?"
Everything is so mysterious and confusing.
One must know that when the body of Hong Chen's robbery was parasitized by the [world-destroying half-soul], it was already doomed to the fate of the lone star of Tiansha.
Their relatives, close friends, and lovers are all destined to betray, alienate, and loathe them.
And those who refuse to alienate them, the final outcome is that their fate will be affected by the [world-destroying half-soul], and they will die without a whole body in the end.