Everything is still at this moment.

There was confusion all around.

Only Ying Qian was frozen in Shen Yan's sight, extremely clear.

Her eyes were closed tightly.

His expression was peaceful.

There was a soft smile on her lips.

As if falling asleep.

Just wait until she wakes up.

Every day will be like before again.

Return to Youxian Pavilion and continue to smile at him.

However, all these fantasies turned into ashes.

fleeting.

Yingqian's clothes, soaked in blood, trembled and danced in mid-air.

Like a butterfly with broken wings.

Shen Yan's fingertips seemed to have brushed against a strand of her black hair.

But he still couldn't touch her.

He could only stare blankly.

Looking at his master.

His redemption.

Everything about him.

Under his gaze.

Swallowed by the abyss.

She left nothing behind.

He never even looked at him.

It was as if the past few years had been a dream that Shen Yan had longed for alone.

Now I wake up from the dream.

There was a sharp pain in my heart.

Shen Yan slowly bent down.

His eyes were scarlet.

"Master..."

Fugui's confused voice came from behind.

He stumbled to Shen Yan's side, rummaging through the gravel under his feet, as if trying to save Ying Qian out in this way.

But his hands were broken.

Tears also obscured my vision.

But still couldn't see Ying Qian.

"Uncle Master."

Fugui raised his head, looking in the direction of Qin Qinglang with a miserable face, and begged:

"My master will not die. She is so powerful. She will be fine. Please save her!"

He wiped away tears.

I want to make a living.

Don't embarrass Yingqian.

But Fugui just couldn't help it.

He doesn't understand.

Why did things become like this?

Qin Qinglang's face was as dark as water, and the anger in his eyes almost burned into a prairie fire.

"What's there to cry about? Immortal Shura has fallen. This is a great thing!"

"Return to Shura Immortal... Bah!"

"She was expelled from Qingheng Mountain and killed so many monks. It would be best if she died!"

"If she doesn't die, the head of Qin will have to personally execute her, that witch, so that she can give an explanation to us immortal sects."

Every word and word fell on Shen Yan's ears.

Those snickering and mocking.

And joy at Ying Qian's death.

Every face.

Shen Yan wrote them all down one by one.

These people...

All deserve to die!

"Although it is a good thing that the cracks in the abyss have disappeared, regarding Yingqian, I would like to trouble Master Qin to give me an explanation in the future."

Among the chaos and noise, a single voice penetrated the noise and clearly reached the ears of all the monks.

Everyone turned around.

He saw a handsome young monk looking in the direction of Qin Qinglang with a smile.

He coughed lowly and said again:

"I believe that the head of Qin is not willing to ruin the reputation of the entire Qingheng Mountain for many years because of one Yingqian, right?"

Qin Qinglang's face became darker.

Under the gaze of countless eyes, he slowly closed his palms, took a deep breath, and said in a cold voice:

"Don't worry, I will give you an explanation!"

"With the words of Master Qin, we can believe that Qingheng Mountain is still the right path of the Immortal Sect and has nothing to do with the demon girl Ying Qian."

The young monk took a step back and took the lead to leave with his sword.

He took the lead.

It's not easy to stay with other monks.

Although they are also angry at Qingheng Mountain.

But after all, Yingqian is the only culprit.

She is dead.

He also cut ties with Qin Qinglang.

It’s better not to pursue Qingheng Mountain anymore.

The monks gradually left.

In the end, only the Qingheng Mountain group was left.

Qin Qinglang glanced at the place where the crack in the abyss disappeared, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes. He was about to leave when he heard a deep voice.

"What do you mean, give them an explanation?"

He looked back.

He met Shen Yanru's blood-soaked eyes.

He took a step forward and asked again in a mute voice.

"What's wrong with her?!"

Qin Qinglang sighed.

Just said:

"Your master is right. She is here for Qingheng Mountain, so... I cannot let her fall and lose her value."

"But...but..."

Beiyang staggered forward and ran forward. He didn't know where he got the courage to block Qin Qinglang's way and asked:

"Why Master? Someone just said that Master was expelled from Qingheng Mountain and died without any explanation. This... this is simply impossible!"
To be continued...