Bai Qi had not arrived yet. He had only arrived at another city a few hundred miles away from the Yuan family's main sect.
This was also the territory of the Yuan family. A large number of Yuan family disciples had gathered here.
The heavy rain poured down. Yang Xuan's hair stuck tightly to his body. The rainwater flowed down his hair and split into several streams like streams.
He could hide from the rain, but he did not.
This was because he had a splitting headache.
It was as if someone was using an axe to hack at his forehead. The intense pain attacked his nerves like a tidal wave, causing him to see double.
The rain was heavy, and so was the person.
"Ah … so painful." His eyes started to turn red. He panted heavily, and his chest was like a bellows.
"Bai Qi, you … what are you trying to do?" The person in charge of the Yuan family in this city shouted with a pale face. Behind him, there were many Yuan family disciples.
"Me?" Yang Xuan looked at the double images in front of him. He could not tell who was who. "I just want all of you … to disappear from this world … that's all."
"What?" The person in charge almost suspected that he had heard wrongly. However, in the next moment, the scene that appeared in front of him almost made his eyes fall out.
The gigantic locust tree rose from the ground, its branches blotting out the sun and its black leaves blotting out the entire sky.
Huge black thorns pierced out from the void, from the soil, from the crowd, from the rain. They pierced out from all sorts of places.
Screams, shouts, curses, and all sorts of despairing voices rose and fell. They intertwined into a music of death, shattering the heavens and the earth.
"Bai Qi, you …" The person in charge trembled. He was terrified and in despair.
However, in the next moment, a huge black thorn pierced out from the back of his heart, bringing with it a beautiful flower of blood.
This day, the seventh day of the fourth lunar month. It was taboo to break the ground, build a grave, and bury a person.
On this day, Yang Xuan destroyed four of the Yuan family's citadels. He killed more than a million people.
He broke the ground, but did not build a grave, nor did he bury a person.
Perhaps 99% of them did not even know why they died.
Yuan Zizhen, who received the news, was so shocked that his voice changed.
"How dare he? How dare he? "He asked repeatedly. His voice was filled with doubt.
"Why wouldn't he dare? He just dares. " Yuan Xinqiu laughed heartily. "Yuan Zizhen, remember this. These millions of people died because of you. They all died because of you. Hahahaha."
"If you don't want to die, then shut the hell up." Yuan Zizhen was furious, and with a flick of his sleeve, he sent the boulder beside Yuan Xinqiu flying.
"I won't die. I want to watch you lead the Yuan family to destruction." Yuan Xinqiu smiled bitterly, looking a little crazy.
In the back mountain of the Yuan family, Gu Shentu stared blankly at the weeping Ling Xiner, not knowing what to say.
"Brother, you want me to leave?" Ling Xin 'er's eyes were red and swollen. She couldn't believe what she had just heard. Tears welled up in her eyes.
Gu Shentu took a small bag from his back and hung it on Ling Xin 'er's shoulder. Then, he took out a thread-bound book and handed it to Ling Xin' er solemnly.
"Let's go, leave the Yuan Family!" He said with a sigh.
"Why? Why? "Ling Xin 'er's tears began to flow again.
"Have you forgotten what master said before he died?" Gu Shentu's eyes were also a little confused. He said, "The Yuan family is finished. Even if it's not, it's no longer the Yuan family of the past."
Speaking of master, Ling Xin 'er's tears began to flow again. She asked while crying, "Is it because of Bai Qi? He's not a bad person. If I beg him, maybe he won't kill so many people. "
Gu Shentu patted her head lovingly, then shook his head and smiled bitterly. "You don't understand. If you stay here, maybe he will kill you too."
Ling Xin 'er cried, "Brother, what about you? You won't leave? "
Gu Shentu continued to shake his head. His eyes were filled with confusion. "I won't leave. My roots are in the Yuan family. I can't leave."
"Then I won't leave!" Ling Xin 'er said stubbornly.
Gu Shentu patted her head again and said gently, "What nonsense are you talking about? Let's go!"
Ling Xin 'er wanted to say something, but suddenly, she felt darkness come over her. She suddenly lost consciousness.
"Take him away, as far as possible!" He held Ling Xin 'er and said.
The two of them walked out from behind the rockery. Without saying anything, they carried Ling Xin 'er and turned to leave.
Looking in the direction Ling Xin 'er left, another beautiful figure appeared in front of Gu Shentu's eyes.
"If you don't leave, how can I leave?" He muttered to himself.
… …
The Yuan family was very powerful in the Northwest. Their forces were divided into one main force, two vice forces, and four guards. At this time, outside the second vice city of the Yuan family, a beautiful figure stood there alone.
She had been standing there for a long time, so long that she didn't know how long she had been standing there.
She was waiting for someone, a demon god who had killed millions of people.
An old man appeared behind her. As soon as he appeared, he bowed anxiously and said, "Miss Yueshu, there's a letter from the main city asking you to return to the main city immediately."
Yuan Yueshu didn't move. Her eyes were still staring at the horizon in a daze.
Over there, the setting sun was like blood.
After a long while, she asked, "Is it my great grandfather asking me to return?"
The old man hesitated for a moment, then said, "Yes!"
Yuan Yueshu smiled and said, "Go back and tell him that I'm not going back. I'll stay here."
The old man was anxious and said anxiously, "Miss, Bai Qi has killed countless people. It's too dangerous for you to stay here. You'll only be safe if you return to the ancestor's side."
Yuan Yueshu didn't turn around. Instead, she pointed behind her and asked, "What about the disciples of the Yuan family in the vice city? What about the people who submitted to the Yuan family? "
The old man looked troubled, but he said matter-of-factly, "They can only pray for their own good."
"Pray for their own good?" Yuan Yueshu turned to look at him. Her eyes were clear, without a trace of impurity.
The old man lowered his head and didn't say anything.
"Is this your idea or the ancestor's?" Yuan Yueshu asked.
"It's the ancestor's idea!" The old man said honestly.
"I don't agree!" Yuan Yueshu looked determined. She stared at the old man and said, "They're all disciples of the Yuan family. They're all my people. Do you have the heart to give them up?"
"This is something we have no choice." The old man said, "Bai Qi has the help of a True God expert, and there's more than one. The ancestor has to defend the sect to prevent Bai Qi from attacking the Yuan family."
After pausing, he continued, "As long as the Yuan family is here, no matter how many disciples and people die, it doesn't matter. We'll be able to develop a huge force soon."
Yuan Yueshu's face was filled with disappointment. She said dejectedly, "So, from the start, the people in the city were destined to be abandoned?"
"No one would have thought that Yang Xuan wouldn't even let the people go." The old man said hatefully, "Only Yang Xuan could do such a thing."
"No one thought?" Yuan Yueshu's voice became sharp, "Just saying no one thought is enough to cancel out the lives of millions of people?"
The old man didn't say anything. He didn't know how to explain this point.
"Go back. Go back and tell the ancestor that I, Yuan Yueshu, swear to live and die with this city." Yuan Yueshu's voice was so loud that even the deaf could hear it.
Just as the old man wanted to say something, he suddenly stopped. Then, his pupils shrank!
On the horizon, the setting sun was like blood.
And in the blood-red setting sun, a giant tree stepped on the void.
On the giant tree, a faint figure could be seen.
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