Through the villains, I may have worn a fake book

Li'er, who was teleported a million miles away, was anxious in her heart, and hurriedly flew to Lianhua Lake, wanting to enter the secret land.

But before arriving at Lianhua Lake, the Tianwen Secret Realm opened the exit, and everyone, no matter where they were, was forcibly teleported out.

After a lapse of six months, the Tianjiao returned to Tianwen City, but this time, the number of them was much smaller.

Half a year ago, there were [-] Tianjiao, but now, only [-] Tianjiao came back alive.

The number of personnel dropped sharply, and the scene of shouting for teammates was staged everywhere in Tianwen City:

"Long Jin! Where are you? Answer me quickly!"

"Lin Chensong! Where did you go, we didn't see you!"

"Xuan Xiteng, are you still alive?"

"I'm still alive, how about you?"

"Hey, what a coincidence, I'm alive too."

……

In the inn, Leng Qianao slammed the fate stone in his hand on the ground, cursing:

"This thing has a der use, but I just couldn't find a teammate."

Seeing Qu Linglong, Zhong Yandan, Ye Zhiqiu and others returning safely one by one, the stone in my heart fell to the ground.

"Huh, there are only Muli and Jimo left. Nothing will happen to these two. It seems that this trip to the secret realm of Tianwen was a success."

At the same time, the Yanli Holy Land was in chaos—the Holy Son's fate card was shattered.

The Holy Master frowned in thought:
Why did the Holy Son die?
When the disciples heard that their idol had died, they couldn't believe it.

"Sacred Son, such a powerful person, died?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, how could the Holy Son fall?"

……

In Tiandi Palace, Tianhou looked at the extinguished soul lamp in front of her, feeling desperate.

Eyes were instantly moist, and tears flowed down helplessly.

"Husband, Yuan'er, Yuan'er has left us."

The Emperor of Heaven also had a look of disbelief, his own son actually fell?
A deep regret welled up in my heart.

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault, he shouldn't be allowed to practice alone."

The Queen of Heaven covered her face and wept, sobbing and saying:

"Yuan'er, mother is sorry for you."

"Mother shouldn't have sent you away when you were just born."

"It's all because of your mother's dereliction of duty that you grew up alone, and your mother didn't even hug you properly."

Jimo Liufeng also had a sad face, hugging his wife.

Yu Wanrong cried to her husband:
"Husband, Yuan'er is only 17 years old, and he just disappeared. I don't even know where his bones are. As a mother, I have failed too much."

"He may not even know who he is, are we being too cruel to him?"

The pain of losing his son made Jimo Liufeng feel so sad that he couldn't speak, but just hugged his beloved wife without saying a word.

Next to her, a little girl carved in pink and jade knew that her brother had passed away, and she also cried "wow".

Seeing this, Yu Wanrong's tears fell even faster:
"Husband, Yuan'er doesn't know who her parents are, and she doesn't even know that she has a younger sister. I'm really, really sorry for Yuan'er."

"Yuan'er, my poor Yuan'er, why did you just go there?"

The Heavenly Emperor closed his eyes, and tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

sighed:

"If I could do it all over again, I would rather raise a healthy son than Huaisha who can succeed me."

Li'er couldn't get in touch with Jimo Yuan, and was so anxious that she hurried back to the inn, saw everyone, and fainted before she had time to ask.

Seeing everyone's doubts, Leng Qianao revealed Li'er's identity to the public, and Ye Zhiqiu and Lian Qiu also testified.

Li'er was lying on the bed, as if she had entered a dream. In the dream, Jimo Yuan was covered in blood, but looked at Li'er affectionately.

Seeing her sweetheart like this, Li'er's heart twitched fiercely, she hurried forward, grabbed Jimo Yuan to look him up, and asked worriedly:
"Genro, what's wrong with you? Why is your body covered in blood?"

Jimo Yuan hugged Li'er and said apologetically:
"Li'er, I'm sorry, I might miss the appointment."

When Li'er heard this, her heart felt empty, and she quickly asked:

"No appointment? What kind of appointment? I won't allow it!"

Jimo Yuan caressed Li'er's cheek lightly, his eyes were full of affection, and he said softly:

"Li'er, from the beginning to the end, I only love you alone, and I have never been tempted by other women."

"In this life, I love you, and I have no regrets."

"Don't blame me, okay?"

After all, the figure gradually dissipated.

Li'er felt the person in her arms disappear slowly, flustered in her heart, and hurriedly asked:

"Where are you going? What's wrong with you?"

Finally, with a hint of crying:
"Yutoro, don't scare me!"

Looking at Jimo Yuan's almost transparent figure, Li'er begged:

"Yuenlang, come back, please, come back soon!"

Around Jimo Yuan's body, there was a hurried sound of the Great Dao:
"Knowing that death cannot be surrendered, please don't love me, tell the gentleman clearly, I will think you are like me."

After the sound fell, Jimo Yuan's figure completely disappeared.

Li'er cried out:

"Yutoro!"

When he woke up with a start, his big eyes were full of tears, and he stared at the ceiling in a daze.

Leng Qianao saw Wu Muli's pale face, and found that the other party's cultivation base had instantly broken through from the [-]th Heavenly Heaven of the Immortal Sovereign to the [-]th Heavenly Emperor of the Immortal Emperor, and immediately had an ominous premonition.

As if verifying, a crying voice sounded:
"Yuanlang has fallen."

Li'er's eye sockets were instantly rosy, and crystal clear tears rolled across her delicate cheeks.

Ye Zhiqiu and Lian Qiuyi hurried forward to comfort Li'er.

Leng Qianao was very surprised when he heard the words. The young master of Shenji Pavilion, who had always been calm and calm, now looked like he couldn't believe it.

"Jimo, has he fallen?"

When You Xueyan heard the words, she felt that her faith had collapsed—young master, she left.

Sitting directly on the ground, tears dripping down, covering his mouth with his right hand, sobbing silently.His eyes were full of disbelief.

Qu Linglong's glamorous persona also collapsed, she leaned against the wall weakly, her eyes were full of pain, and she murmured absently:

"Young master, has he fallen?"

Chu Tianwei's originally ferocious face was now full of bitterness, a nine-foot strong man with tears in his eyes.

Howling:

"Wow, young master, why did you leave me, my old Chu, and go away! Young master!"

Chong Yandan didn't believe it at first, how could his young master fall?
But seeing everyone's reactions, and Wu Lilihua's rainy appearance, it felt like the sky was falling—the young master had indeed fallen.

Kneeling on the ground weakly, weeping:
"Young master, young master!"

Immediately shouted:
"Who is it? Who is it? Who attacked the young master?"

Li'er lay on the bed and slowly said a name:
"That Risong."

……

When Jun Jiuque heard that Jimo Yuan had fallen, he felt sad and sighed:

"Brother Jimo has saved me many times in the sea of ​​suffering, but today, hey, it's time and fate!"

"At first you promised to get drunk, but now you have broken your promise, Brother Jimo, you are not kind."

"It is a huge loss for Shentong Continent to lose you."

When Mu Qian got the news, her eyes were red, and she cried to Tai Shi Juechen beside her:
"Brother Taishi, woo woo woo, brother Jimo Yuan has fallen."

Taishi Juechen sighed inwardly, stroking Mu Qian's back, and comforted him constantly.

When Qi Muling learned that Jimo Yuan had fallen, her cheeks were filled with astonishment, she hesitated for a long time, and then told Qi Hongdou.

Heartbroken, talking to himself:

"Jimo Yuan is dead, sister Hongdou must be sad for a long time, hey."

Fu Lihen appeared from nowhere, and wanted to say something to comfort Qi Muling, but he didn't know where to say it.

Yuan Xianyu, Hongdou State.

A female emperor with a phoenix crown and xiapei put away the sound transmission talisman, her phoenix eyes were dim, and tears welled up faintly.

self-mumbling:

"Brother Yuan, did you leave Hongdou alone again?"

"Hongdou can continue to wait, but do you really have an afterlife?"

"Brother Yuan, Hongdou, I really miss you."

Tianwen City Gate.

A figure in white clothes and white hair, covered with a white cloth to cover his injured eyes, away from the noisy crowd, with a Guqin on his back, slowly walked out of Tianwen City.

No one knows, no one asks.