"master!"
"Ajiu!"
"Xiaojiu!"
When the people nearby saw her faint, they cried out in surprise and reached out to catch her. In the end, it was Leng Shuang and Leng Hua, who were kneeling behind her, who reached out to catch her falling figure.
Guan Xilin stepped forward and picked her up, saying, "I'll take her back first. Leng Hua, you take care of this..." He looked at the pile of ash and charcoal, pursed his lips, and said bitterly, "Pack it up!"
"Yes!" Leng Hua responded, and watched them leave first. Then he stepped forward and kowtowed three times respectfully in front of the ashes and charcoal. Then he took out the jar and put it away.
Guan Xilin carried Fengjiu to her residence on the floating island. Wanyan Qianhua and Leng Shuang helped her change her wet clothes, while Guan Xilin, who was waiting outside, paced back and forth anxiously.
"You said Mo Ze, is he really gone?" Guan Xilin couldn't help but ask, looking at Jun Jueshang.
Jun Jueshang pursed his lips and said, "He is the master of heaven and earth, he shouldn't have died so easily, but if it was a heavenly calamity, it's hard to say. And you also know that when we came here, we noticed the changes in heaven and earth, and the number of heavenly thunders he endured this time was 7749."
His voice paused, he looked at him, and said, "Although Fengjiu didn't say anything about that pile of ash and charcoal, it is probably Xuanyuan Moze's."
Hearing this, Guan Xilin clenched his fists and said, "No! He won't die just like that! He even managed to survive against the Demon Lord and his men, how could he die just like that under the thunder? I don't believe it! I won't believe it!"
His eyes were red and his voice was choked with sobs: "If he really died, what would happen to my sister? What would happen to their children? He wouldn't be so cruel as to abandon them, absolutely not!"
"Then tell me, how did that pile of ashes come back? Where did he go? Where is he now? If he is still alive, how could he bear to see Fengjiu so heartbroken?"
Jun Jueshang said, looking at the closed door in front of him with his hands behind his back, and sighed: "It's really not easy for these two people to come this far! I thought that the Demon Lord was dead and they could finally reunite as a family, but I didn't expect so many things to happen again."
Guan Xilin sat on the stone bench in the yard in a daze. He looked at the tightly closed door and murmured, "If he is really gone, how can Xiaojiu bear it? And the children, if they knew their father..."
For a moment, he was filled with grief and mixed emotions. He himself had been without a father since he was a child, and he knew that kind of pain, and he didn't want his sister's child to suffer that kind of pain.
"Fengjiu's condition is not very good. Coupled with this blow, I'm afraid it will be difficult for her to recover in a short time." Jun Jueshang said, and as soon as he finished speaking, the door creaked open.
"Qianhua, how is Xiaojiu?" Guan Xilin hurriedly stepped forward and asked.
"Her body was burning with fever. She kept talking nonsense, crying and laughing. I saw that she couldn't even sleep well, so I pressed her sleeping point. Now she has fallen asleep. I will make a bowl of medicine for her to drink later." Wanyan Qianhua said as he came to Jun Jueshang.
"I'll go in and take a look." Guan Xilin said, and immediately strode inside.