Five Hundred and Eighty, the Death of Qingyan
At the competition site, a man in green clothes flew over the sky.
The person who came was none other than Qin Chuan.
He was holding a woman in his arms.
This woman is none other than Qingyan.
Qing Yan was wearing heavy makeup and a red outfit today, looking carefully groomed.
It's just that there's no look on her blushed face.
under.
Zhu Jiahong raised his head and looked into the distance, feeling a knot in his heart, as if something very important deep in his heart had left him forever.
Everyone present raised their heads and their eyes fell on Qin Chuan.
On the high platform,
An elder shouted loudly: "Today is the last battle of my Qingyun Sect disciples. Who dares to make trouble? Leave quickly, otherwise you will be suppressed."
Qin Chuan ignored it.
He slowly descended and stopped in mid-air.
"Brother Zhu, I'm sorry, I was late." Qin Chuan blamed himself.
Hearing this, Zhu Jiahong seemed to understand something.
He immediately let go of Xu Zhanfeng's wrist and flew up.
Qin Chuan handed Qingyan to Zhu Jiahong.
He really doesn't know what to say now.
Two minutes ago, he came to the entrance of the cave where Qingyan lived, but found that there was a barrier on the door.
This barrier is unusual and cannot be broken without some ability.
He felt at that time that something must have happened inside.
Qinchuan had the Xuanting Aurora Shuttle, a boundary-breaking artifact given by Immortal Emperor Silver Moon, and could easily enter the cave.
As soon as he entered, he saw several people lying on the ground.
These people were obviously lifeless.
Going further inside, Qin Chuan found Qing Yan in a room.
Qingyan also lost her life.
But judging from the way she died, she was different from others outside.
The people who died outside were obviously killed by others, but Qingyan committed suicide.
There is a letter in Qingyan's hand.
"To Bless You"
Qin Chuan knew that this was written to Zhu Jiahong.
He couldn't figure out why Qingyan committed suicide and what happened here.
Qingyan was Zhu Jiahong's rival. If he knew that Qingyan was dead, it's hard to imagine what he would do.
Qin Chuan considered this at the time and hesitated whether to tell Zhu Jiahong.
After much thought, he finally wanted to know, and Qin Chuan didn't hide it.
At this time, Zhu Jiahong held Qingyan tightly, tears pouring down like rain, and he couldn't stop. He couldn't tell how sad he was. This was tens of thousands of times more painful than killing him.
Qin Chuan understood this feeling.
Things have happened, and we can only choose to accept it. Although it is cruel, there is no other way.
Although there is magic that can bring people back to life, Qingyan's death took a while, and her soul has dissipated, so it is too difficult to resurrect.
Now everyone is looking at this pair of miserable mandarin ducks. Some people sympathize with them, while others are gloating about their misfortune.
At this time, the referee elder loudly said: "Zhu Jiahong, you have violated the rules of the competition. I will sentence you to abstain. Xu Zhanfeng wins the final victory."
Zhu Jiahong chuckled and slowly wiped away his tears.
He looked at Qin Chuan: "Brother Qin, I have something to ask you again."
Qin Chuan knew what he was going to say.
"Qingyan will be left in your care for the time being. I will pick her up after I finish handling the matter." Zhu Jiahong said calmly.
"Well!" Qin Chuan didn't say much, took Qingyan, took out a high-grade ice coffin from the storage room, and put Qingyan in it.
Before closing the lid of the ice coffin, Qin Chuan poured a large amount of life essence into it to keep the fair skin like a living person.
Zhu Jiahong returned to the ground.
His eyes were unwavering, indifferent to everything, and so calm that it was scary.
"You said Qingyan came to see you last night." Zhu Jiahong looked at Xu Zhanfeng.
Looking into Zhu Jiahong's eyes, Xu Zhanfeng felt inexplicably afraid.
He stammered: "I...I was talking nonsense."
Zhu Jiahong looked indifferent and took two steps forward.
Xu Zhanfeng was extremely scared.
He wanted to move, but his legs were out of control, as if they were filled with lead, and he couldn't lift them up at all.
Zhu Jiahong came to Xu Zhanfeng, and there was only one body difference between them.
Then, Zhu Jiahong stretched out his hand, grabbed Xu Zhanfeng's neck, and then lifted him out.
Xu Zhanfeng had no power to fight back.
He was struggling in mid-air, his legs stepping on the air, kicking back and forth. He was extremely embarrassed and showed no signs of genius.
"Let me go, I'm really talking nonsense." Xu Zhanfeng suppressed his blush and had a high desire to survive.
Zhu Jiahong's expression remained unchanged and he said coldly: "Since you still refuse to tell the truth, then I have no choice but to search for your soul."
At this time, the elders on the high platform could not sit still.
"Zhu Jiahong, stop being so arrogant and let Xu Zhanfeng go immediately." The elders shouted angrily.
Wang Shanheng, the leader of the Qingyun Sect, was ready to take action.
He is the Immortal King, and it would be easy to kill Zhu Jiahong.
But he won't do that.
He was still somewhat interested in Zhu Jiahong's opportunity. If he killed him, it would be of no value at all.
At the same time, Bai Luoxiang and Zhuang Yanxiao, who were not far away, looked at each other as if they had reached some kind of agreement.
Suddenly, an explosion sounded in the viewing area.
In an instant, smoke was everywhere.
A big crater was blown out of the viewing area, and there were immediately a lot of casualties and wailing.
Immediately afterwards, an explosion also occurred on the high platform.
However, the people on the high platform were basically above the Golden Immortal level, and they all flew out at the moment of the explosion.
In the competition arena, due to two explosions, Zhu Jiahong was given enough time, and he had completed the search for Zhu Jiahong's soul.
After reading it, the anger in his heart completely exploded.
He broke Xu Zhanfeng's neck and used fire to destroy him both physically and mentally.
This scene was seen by the elders of Qingyun Sect above.
"You evil beast, you dare to kill your fellow sect members. Now you are looking for death." An elder hit Zhu Jiahong with a magic hand.
That elder has the cultivation level of a golden immortal. If he were hit, he would definitely die with Zhu Jiahong's current cultivation level.
However, Zhu Jiahong reacted quickly and instantly turned into an afterimage, dodged to the side, and narrowly avoided the attack.
Subsequently,
Zhu Jiahong escaped into the sky and said loudly: "Today, I, Zhu Jiahong, voluntarily quit the Qingyun Sect. From now on, I am no longer a disciple of the Qingyun Sect. The Qingyun Sect has nothing to do with me anymore."
"Hmph! Do you think this will make everything okay? Ridiculous!" an elder responded.
As soon as the words fell, the elder would go over and capture him.
Suddenly, a hand penetrated from his vest to his chest.
The elder's body was shaken, and when he looked back, the person who attacked him turned out to be Qingyan's master.
"Lu Meng, you..." He didn't understand, and his face was full of doubts.
Lu Meng's eyes were cold, and he blasted out the magic power in his hand, shattering the elder's body in one fell swoop. Then he opened his big hand and created a restriction, trapping the elder's spirit inside.
"Lu Meng, what on earth are you going to do?" The elder's spirit shouted loudly.
Lu Meng did not answer, but cast a spell to kill the elder spirit within the restriction.
This process happened very quickly, and everyone around was very surprised.
"Elder Lu, I need an explanation." Wang Shanheng's face turned dark and he said solemnly.
"You will know soon." Lu Meng smiled contemptuously, and then ran away into the distance.
"Don't even think about escaping." Wang Shanheng was the Immortal King. He grabbed Lu Meng's direction with his big hand, and the space there immediately became distorted.
But this failed to stop Lu Meng.
Wang Shanheng was extremely angry.
Just as he was about to start chasing, a new situation arose.
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