Autumn water.

As Kunpeng rises into the autumn water.

Mu Ningshuang stood on the city wall of Yanchao Pass with a serious expression, and a whistling wind blew up her clothes.

Her eyes looked towards Baishishan, and the Baishifeng shrouded in black clouds became smaller and smaller in her sight.

Finally, she let out a long sigh as if she was determined, and then she took a sudden step forward on the city wall with a resolute look on her face. Then she stretched out her hands and prepared to jump down the city wall, wanting to jump off the back of Kunpeng, which was thousands of feet above the ground.

But as soon as her feet left the ground, a hand suddenly rested on her shoulders.

And this hand seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and it was lightly pressed on Mu Ningshuang's shoulder. Mu Ningshuang, who had just jumped up, sank and couldn't move at all.

"Do you want to save my disciple?"

Just as Mu Ningshuang was wondering who this was, Yang Wanli's voice came from his ears.

"Uncle Yang, why are you..."

Mu Ningshuang turned to look at Yang Wanli in surprise and said.

At this time, Yang Wanli had already returned to his bad old man's appearance, but his face was very bad at this time.

"Yeah?"

Yang Wanli continued to ask with a smile.

“Yes…yes!”

After hesitating for a moment, Mu Ningshuang finally nodded seriously.

"But do you know that if you continue like this, you may never be able to get back to Qiushui."

Yang Wanli stared straight at Mu Ningshuang's eyes, and a cunning light flashed in his eyes.

"I...I know."

Faced with Yang Wanli's problem, Mu Ningshuang hesitated again, and then spoke after dodging her eyes:

"So even if I can't save him, I don't want to leave him alone. It would be nice to be his companion on the road to the underworld."

When she said this, there was a sense of determination shyness on her cold and beautiful face.

"Hahaha……"

Upon hearing this, Yang Wanli burst into laughter.

"With me as a master here, I will leave it to me for saving people."

After laughing, Yang Wanli looked at Mu Ningshuang and said.

"but……"

"Your opportunity is there."

Mu Ningshuang was interrupted by Yang Wanli as soon as he opened his mouth. He pointed to the direction where Kunpeng flew.

"The opportunity for my disciple is not there, but among the ten states. If you two can seize the opportunity for each other, you will have a time to meet again."

He continued.

After saying that, he stopped explaining and jumped down.

Then Mu Ningshuang saw that a ray of light shot out from Yang Wanli, who was leaping down, and two huge wings were born from his back.

As the pair of huge wings swelled violently, after a harsh explosion of air, Yang Wanli had disappeared from the spot, and the next moment it turned into a small dot of light and fell to the top of Baishi Mountain.

"Where is my chance?"

Mu Ningshuang, who was full of astonishment, came to her senses, muttered to herself, then bit her lip and looked towards Baishishan:

"Li Yunsheng, you must live well, and I will definitely come back to find you."

...

The altar of the sword tomb.

The surviving Qiushui disciples who witnessed this series of changes were all sitting in their original positions with pale faces, and they all fell silent.

Fortunately, there were basically some elders in each cave, so Song Shuwen followed the plan he had set with Mr. Da and others at the beginning to let these elders appease the surviving disciples, and then sent them back to each cave in batches.

As the only survivor who knew about this plan, Song Shuwen felt extremely sad when he looked at the empty altar and the stone pillars with only holes left by Kong Luoluo.

"Senior brother."

The owner of Baiyuan Garden Liu Qingqing walked to Song Shuwen. Although a large part of the seal of Kunpeng was relied on Qiushui, the old men and women who were helping to remove the seal, Liu Qingqing was almost at the point where the oil well was dry.

"Junior sister, why don't you have a good rest and what to do?"

Song Shuwen looked at Liu Qingqing's weak appearance and said with a worried look on his face.

"It's okay, I'm very good. Compared to those old people, what we do is really insignificant."

Liu Qingqing shook her head.

"The last mantra left in my white ruler, which is a prayer mantra."

She suddenly took out the white ruler from her arms.

Upon hearing this, Song Shuwen immediately understood what Liu Qingqing wanted to do.

"I'll help you."

Although he was very worried about Liu Qingqing's body, he understood Liu Qingqing's feelings more clearly.

As he said that, Song Shuwen stood on the altar with Liu Qingqing. The two of them held the white ruler in their hands together. Then the white ruler emitted a white halo, completely illuminating the dim altar.

"I hope my disciples in a foreign land will not be humiliated by others, not be hungry and cold, and be safe..."

Liu Qingqing's voice "walked away" with the gradually cold wind above her head, and finally became inaudible.

After Kunpeng's huge figure dragged out a long trajectory in the air, it quickly disappeared in the sea of ​​clouds and disappeared into the north.

Qiu Shui also completely disappeared into Shizhou, just like she had never appeared before.

...

An unknown mountain next to Baishi Mountain.

Although Qiushui left, the battle here has not yet subsided.

Because all the Water Moon Stones were destroyed, everything that happened on this nameless mountain next to Baishi Mountain has become the largest secret talk in the ten states in nearly a thousand years.

Although Yang Wanli had already made up his mind, even though he had seen countless weird scenes over the long years.

But at this moment, everything that happened on this nameless mountain was still moved by him.

I saw that there was no chance of life on this mountain, and there were very rhythmic collisions. Every time the impact sounded, the entire mountain shook violently.

When his feet stepped onto the land of this mountain, a desperate intention suddenly came towards his soul, but he did not care too much, but continued to move forward until he saw Li Yunsheng.

When I saw this, I didn't look like a disciple at this time.

He roared and asked Qin Ke, who had been smashed by him, "Who am I?" while mechanically punching him.

It was obvious that Qin Ke still had a little vitality, but his body of the ghost king that was repairing rapidly could not keep up with the speed of Li Yunsheng's fist damage.

Just when Yang Wanli was only a hundred steps away from Li Yunsheng, Li Yunsheng turned his head alertly.

"Do you know, who am I?"

When he saw Yang Wanli, Li Yunsheng paused for a moment, then looked at Yang Wanli in confusion and pain and asked.

"I know."

Yang Wanli continued to walk towards him, and nodded calmly.

"who I am?"

Seeing Yang Wanli nodding, Li Yunsheng's turbid eyes suddenly lit up. He lowered his fists and stood up and looked at Yang Wanli.
Chapter completed!