The image slowly zoomed in, just as it was about to see the appearance of a person, suddenly the halo above fluctuated and dispersed like water waves.
"Cough!" Jun Yueze's face turned pale, but his lips were bright red, as if blood would overflow.
"Master! How are you?" Ji Wei supported Jun Yueze anxiously, wanting to send him spiritual power, but he didn't dare.
Because he knew that Jun Yueze's body could not bear the spiritual power of a warrior or a monk at all.
Taotie blinked and said, "What happened?"
Jun Yueze took out a elixir and took it, his face returned to normal color, "I can't divination her exact location, I can only know roughly that she is in the southwest of Qingyang Realm."
"Young master, this has never happened before in your divination." Ji Wei said worriedly, "What's going on?"
Jun Yueze's expression was still calm, but his eyes were a bit more thoughtful, "There are only two situations where I can't divination, one is that this person has a deep connection with me, and I can't divination myself; Yes, the fate of the world controlled by this person is far greater and deeper than mine."
"She is the real destiny!"
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To the north of the Ten Thousand Beast Forest in the Dark Cloud Realm, in a remote valley, Xi Yue followed An Lingyao and others to land on the grass.
As soon as An Lingyao landed, he blew his whistle.
Soon, several figures rushed over from the depths of the valley.
"Yao'er, didn't I ask you to escort Yan'er to Yaoyue Palace? Why are you here... Yan'er?! You, why are you back?"
An Lingyan knelt down towards the visitor, and said in a choked voice, "Grandpa, it's because of Yaner's fault that you can't even return home."
Xi Yue's eyes fell on the visitor, who was an old man with gray hair.
Although the cultivation base is in the distraction stage, the whole person looks extremely old, and there is deep pain and fatigue in his eyes.
An Lingyan called him grandfather, so he is An Lingyue's father, the grandfather of his own body, An Lingyang
Xi Yue's gaze was a little complicated, as if something was heavy in her heart.
These people may be the only remaining blood relatives of her and Xiaochi in this world, but these relatives are not doing well now.
An Lingyang helped An Lingyan up with red eyes, and learned the ins and outs of the incident from An Lingyao.
When he heard that An Lingshuang and his wife were killed by the people of the Jinwu tribe, An Lingyang couldn't bear it any longer and burst into tears.
"How did this happen? How did this happen?" An Lingyuan, who followed An Lingyang, looked up to the sky and cried bitterly, "What did our Anling family do wrong? Why did God treat us like this?"
An Lingyuan is An Lingyao's father and An Lingshuang's eldest brother.
He has loved this younger sister very much since he was a child, and this younger sister is also well-behaved, sensible and filial to the family, but he did not expect to end up like this.
How can I make him not hate or complain
An Lingyao supported his father, choked up and said, "Father, grandpa, don't be sad. At least Junjun and An An are still alive, and my aunt and uncle will have children. There is still hope for our Anling family."
An Lingyang staggered to the side of the two unconscious children, gently stroked the heads of his grandson and granddaughter, tears streaming down his face.
He searched the bodies of the two children with spiritual power, and said in a hoarse voice: "Yao'er, Yan'er, fortunately you rushed there in time, otherwise, Junjun and An'an may also encounter misfortune. They have suffered serious injuries, and now they can Slowly getting better is nothing short of a miracle."