Perhaps the subsequent impact of the war still exists, and along the way, there is an extremely calmness. Calmness is no longer enough to describe the current Great 6, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as silence.

It took nearly five days to return to Yehuang Gate, and the journey was unobstructed. During this period, the little monk never woke up. The demon liked to bite Ye Qian's fingers with a smile if he had something to do. If he didn't have that slightly cunning smile, he would definitely be a baby who everyone loved.

Following a special route, we advance and retreat from time to time, and pass through the hiding formation of the Night Emperor Sect, in front of us, there was a familiar sect, the Night Emperor Sect. However, everyone in the sect was dressed in mourning and deeply sad.

"Ye Qian, why are you now coming back?" A voice called Ye Qian, who was at a loss, and was displeased with Ye Qian's return for many days. The news of the fourth elder's death had already been sent to the voice transmission jade of all the disciples of the sects. All the sects returned seven days ago, but Ye Qian was missing.

Ye Qian looked at Ye Wu in front of him, his eyes full of inquiries.

Ye Wu struggled in his heart and finally began to speak, "The Fourth Elder is dead." He knew Ye Qian would know the news eventually.

Ye Qian felt his mind suddenly blank, and a "buzzing" sound came out in his ears. His steps took two steps back uncontrollably. Ye Wu's eyes were quick and his hands were quick, holding Ye Qian who almost fell down, and sighed.

It took a long time before Ye Qian recovered his will, "What's going on?"

"There are too many masters in the evil sect, and the high-end combat power of the upright sect is not enough. When the fourth elder covers us for retreating..." Ye Wu did not finish his words, Ye Qian could also know what happened afterwards. He must have spent his energy to stop the pursuers.

"Where are the others?"

"More than a hundred people died, and their vitality was severely damaged. I guess they would have to be unborn for decades." Ye Wu knew what Ye Qian asked meant.

Ye Qian stood up and said, "Don't follow me." After leaving a sentence, Ye Qian walked towards the master's pavilion. Along the way, Ye Qian didn't dare to look up. He couldn't believe that he had just been away for a while and the sect had such a thing. He suddenly felt a deep sense of powerlessness, a sense of powerlessness towards death. Looking at the demon in his arms, he still smiled at him, but he thought that he had not appeared. If it weren't for him, his sect Ye would not have joined this battle.

Standing at the entrance of the main hall of the sect, Ye Qian stopped and looked up at the retreat of several old guys behind the main hall. One of the magic circles at the entrance had dissipated. The reason was of course that the magic circle had lost the person who provided it with vitality and could not continue to operate. And the hole was undoubtedly the fourth elder.

He walked into the door master's pavilion with heavy steps. Four figures stood on both sides of a red wooden coffin. The coffin board was not covered. It was seen that there was an old man with a slightly blessed figure. The elder who usually gave the most small kitchens for his disciples was him. He liked to eat the most. Everyone knew that the disciples often laughed at him. As a genitalist, it was embarrassing to be so fat. He just smiled and patted his stomach and said, "Life is impermanent. If you go out one day, you will encounter a heavenly tribulation or something. It's so uncomfortable to be hungry. Of course, you have to be full all the time. Then you get close to the other party and whisper, "I have hidden something good, do you want to eat with me."

Usually, the Fourth Elder often took Ye Qian to steal good food from several other elders. Of course, the Fourth Elder ate much more than Ye Qian. He was a shield that Ye Qian was the key target of training for the sect. After taking the things, he also said to Ye Qian, "You are still young, and eating so much is a waste." So, a fat man and a thin figure began the battle to seize food.

Ye Qian lived so much that his relationship was Ye Yinglian, followed by the fourth elder.

Unexpectedly, now, he really left. He walked so suddenly that he didn't even give Ye Qian some time to react, and did not give Ye Qian a chance to say goodbye, so he left.

Ye Qian raised his hand and threw the demon in his arms out hard. The place was the sect leader Ye Feng. "He, I brought it back. No one except him survived." He pointed to the little monk behind him. Ye Qian turned around and left without looking at the fourth elder. He was afraid that he would cry, "I will take care of this child myself. I promised an old man that he would take good care of him."

"Oh, this kid doesn't look at the fourth child more." The elder sighed.

"This child has a deep relationship with the fourth child. But the fourth child left like this, and he didn't even have time to say goodbye to the child." The second elder looked at Ye Qian's back as he left and sighed. They all knew that Ye Qian and the fourth elder had a deep relationship, as deep as father and son.

Ye Qian returned to his residence and put a set of white plain clothes on the table. Ye Qian quickly stepped forward, raised his hand to pat the clothes on the ground, placed the little monk on the bed, and sat on the chair in a daze. All the memories of the fourth elders came to his heart, and what they brought was longing, deep thoughts.

When I was a child, the Fourth Elder brought back Ye Qian was the Fourth Elder. At that time, the Fourth Elder would always bring some powerful elixirs and liquids to cleanse the muscles and marrow for Ye Qian to use, saying that he would become very powerful when he grows up like this. However, Ye Qian didn't like this kind of thing, so the Fourth Elder kept it for Ye Qian, saying that when he would wait for Ye Qian to use it, he would give it to Ye Qian. However, now he has no chance to give Ye Qian. Life is impermanent, deep affection and deep injuries.

Once Ye Qian's dantian was damaged. Ye Qian, who had not yet started practicing, was likely to be unable to practice in this life. When the fourth elder, he led a few old guys to the Medicine Valley, and risked becoming the enemy of the world, brought back the holy-level elixir and cured Ye Qian. Ye Qian didn't know anything at that time, and didn't know what the holy-level elixir meant. Now he understands that holy-level elixirs can make two top sects fight to the death. If it weren't for that elixir, Ye Qian would be a mortal who could never practice anymore.

Ye Qian picked up the clothes on the ground, patted the dust off, and carefully replaced it. Afterwards, he meticulously checked every part, and the wrinkles were flattened. Finally, he wrapped his white headband, but couldn't take any steps. He wanted to cry, but he wanted to vent, but he didn't know what to do. As if he had lost all his strength, he sat on the ground, raised his head, and finally couldn't hold back his tears.

The tears broke through, and he could no longer hold back. He covered his eyes with his hands and kept wiping with his sleeves, but he couldn't finish it. The sleeves had been wet, but he didn't realize anything. He could only hold his knees and let the tears fall.

Outside the door, there was a face with pear blossoms and rain, with a beautiful face, but it was destroyed by the swollen eyes. She wanted to go in and hug the helpless figure, but she knew that he didn't want anyone to disturb him. What she could do now was here, accompanying him without him appearing.
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