Is there any!

Is there any!

Long Yi and Situ Nan had already rushed into the crowd, appearing in any corner of the ancient city like a stream of light.

After all, Long Yi stopped first and found a woman in white under a peach tree. She also murmured in pain, with memories of her past life intertwined.

Long Yi burst into tears and suddenly stepped forward and carried the woman into his arms.

That was Murong Miaoxin, who made a promise to him in his previous life, and now he has found it.

On the other hand, Situ Nan hugged an old woman with white hair into her arms. Even though her face was old, he still recognized her at a glance. Her name was Ye Ruxue, one of the nine true teachings of the Qing generation of Hengyue Sect. He was also the one he loved the most in his previous life. Now he has found her here.

At some point, the people in the entire ancient city let go of their hands holding their heads.

Everyone raised their faces at this moment, staring at Xutian Ye Chen and the others in a daze. The last trace of confusion disappeared in their eyes, and was replaced by crystal tears.

Holy... Holy Lord!

Everyone's bodies trembled and looked at Ye Chen in disbelief. A hundred years ago, they fought side by side and were willing to use their lives to pave a bloody path to help him complete the battle against the will.

Even though that figure has passed through the past and present life, even after a hundred years, it is still engraved in the soul.

Welcome back!

Ye Chen smiled. Although his words were misty, they were extremely gentle, like a spring breeze that blew across the world.

Have met the Holy Lord!
Chapter completed!