Junior sister, she reached the pinnacle of life by picking up rags

Yan Yun successfully left the city and headed towards Yu Shui City.

The war was raging, and she saw too many tragic scenes along the way. The corpses of countless demon soldiers were piled up with the corpses of humans, and the ground was littered with corpses and blood flowed like a river.

It was all so heavy that she could hardly breathe.

……

Inside Yu Shui City, they started cursing when they learned they had been ambushed.

The one who cursed the most fiercely was Zhou Zhengyuan. He held a knife and cursed at the same time. If he had not been stopped by others, he would have rushed out to fight the Lord of the Jinfeng Demon to the death.

"This bastard! When our people come, we will beat him until he calls us grandpa."

Zhou Zhengyuan snorted coldly and fired several flares into the sky.

Among them, there are disciples from large and small sects, children of immortal sects, and independent cultivators from all over the world.

Now that the world of immortal cultivation is in trouble, they gather together without hesitation.

Wu Yue helped heal the injured companions, and did not forget to comfort Zhou Zhengyuan, "Brother Zhou, you are tired, why don't you take a rest first? This Jinfeng Demon Lord is very cunning, don't fall into his trap again."

High in the sky, Yan Yun looked at the dark masses of demon soldiers in front of Yu Shui City and landed carefully in the distance.

The strong smell of blood in the air was pungent, and she had to find a way to get in.

At that time, a long horn sounded, and the war was about to break out.

This was the first time she felt the cruelty and desolation of war at such close range.

The people in the city came in waves, holding on tightly to prevent the demon soldiers outside from entering. Continuously, people were blown into pieces and turned into bloody mist, disappearing from the world.

Demonic energy mixed with pure spiritual energy, and the shouts were endless and deafening.

Yan Yun watched all this but could do nothing. A tear slid down her cheek without her knowing when.

She took advantage of the chaos and finally found an opportunity to sneak into the city.

The city was in a dead state, with everyone sitting on the ground in silence. Outside the city, one could hear their companions shouting bravely, while inside the city, one could hear their companions wailing in pain.

Some people were invaded by the evil spirit into their bones and kept begging their companions to kill them.

Yan Yun's entry did not attract much attention, they were numb and tired.

Suddenly a person was thrown in and fell heavily to the ground, causing the floor tiles to dent.

When Yan Yun saw the familiar face, it was Wu Yue at that time.

"Master..."

She ran over, her eyes sore, and she knelt on the ground in a mess, hugging the dying Wu Yue tightly.

Even though she knew that her master was alive, she couldn't control her emotions when she saw it all with her own eyes.

When her eyes fell on Wu Yue's right hand with broken bones, she could no longer hold back her tears.

The strong smell of blood around her almost overwhelmed her mind.

The last second, they were still imagining how to dash out beautifully when reinforcements arrived, and they were still thinking that after defeating the demons, they must have a good drink with their family and friends...

But now their bodies just lie on the ground, allowing the dirty rain to wash them away and the dirty evil spirit to infect them.

At this moment, her hatred for Yu Feng almost reached its peak.

Why should everyone give way to his love!

Her tears suddenly fell on Wu Yue's face, leaving a wet spot.

Wu Yue opened her eyes a little and raised her hand to wipe her tears. "Why are you crying? I'm not dead yet."

"We must have faith in everyone. We can definitely hold on until the reinforcements arrive, right?"

Even at this moment, she still believed in her companions.

Yan Yun wanted to tell her that no reinforcements would come, and they were all cruelly abandoned...

The feeling of powerlessness and anger came over her again. She wiped away the tears from her eyes fiercely and forced a smile, "Of course I am. Please take a rest and stop talking."

She transferred all her spiritual power to Wu Yue and fed her some elixirs. Only then did Wu Yue's breathing barely stabilize.

"How did you get in here as a foundation-building person?"

Zhou Zhengyuan's voice sounded behind him. He looked pale and his clothes were covered with dark blood stains, unlike a few days ago.

"Junior sister's hand..."

He noticed Wu Yue's hand and his voice began to tremble. Wu Yue was obsessed with swords. What should she do from now on?

……

Yan Yun knew that his cultivation was low, so he quietly took on the role of logistics and treated everyone's injuries.

Even if all this is in vain, at least their pain can be temporarily relieved at this moment.

They did not receive any reinforcements until the very end, so they had to risk everything and fight their way out together, using their flesh and blood to buy a glimmer of hope for their companions.

In the end, only a thousand people escaped.

The demon soldiers entered the city to clear out the enemy. At this moment, she stood still, and they walked straight past her as if they couldn't see her.

At this moment, Yan Yun understood that the story was over.

When she was expelled from the secret realm and returned to the main city of Demon City, looking at the bloody sky, she began to feel dazed.

Everything that just happened seemed like a terrible nightmare.

But when she raised her hand, she still had the green bracelet on her wrist.

Its existence reminds her all the time that it is not a dream, but the obsession of countless people.

She looked up suddenly and saw the familiar wall, but there was no camellia and no man who always smiled.

Yan Yun entered the yard and kept searching in the yard and the house.

Finally, she found a partially intact body in the backyard.

The familiar aura above made her feel as if she were in another world. She collected his body and said softly, "I'll take you out."

Ronghui's obsession is to leave the demon world and become the free wind.

Duocai, who was forced to stay here just now, reminded: "Host, they went to Yushui City."

Why does it feel like the host seems to be more depressed? What did she see?

As soon as it mentioned Yu Shui City, Yan Yun couldn't help feeling pain in her heart. She rushed towards Yu Shui City with a heart full of grief and indignation.

In Yu Shui City, Yu Feng looked at Qinghui who still had no reaction, and a hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes again.

"Master, I really can't remember. Shall we go back?"

Qinghui felt very uncomfortable. She shook Yu Feng's hand and begged.

Yu Feng felt sorry for her and said yes in a low voice.

"Wait for me here, I'll be back later. Remember not to walk out of the formation." He was going to check the seal, cast a formation on the ground, and instructed the little girl.

Qinghui nodded obediently and watched him go away.

What he wanted to see was the formation that sealed Song Qingyue.

He had used the Chaos Formation before, but it was unable to eradicate the evil spirit, so he had no choice but to replace the two of them.

Song Qingyue had also been infected by the evil spirit and could no longer cultivate his evil roots, so he found Yan Yun.

But what he didn't expect was that Song Qingyue came back...

He was still reminiscing, looking at the woman sleeping in the formation, it was Song Qingyue.

"Do you know how many people died here because of you?"

The girl's voice sounded like a voice from outer space behind him.

Yu Feng was very familiar with this voice, but he was a little surprised.

There was murderous intent in his eyes. Since she had followed him here, he could not keep her any longer.

"This is a war, not a game. It's not surprising that some people died. Don't you understand that sacrificing some lives means more people can live?"

Yu Feng looked back, with a sinister look between his brows.

The girl in front of him looked at him, with tenacity and anger in her eyes, making it difficult for him to reconcile her with the former Yan Yun.

"Okay, then what about her? What about Wen Qingyu and Jiang Qinghe?" What about the original owner?

Yan Yun couldn't help but sneer. She raised her hand and pointed at Song Qingyue who was sealed behind him.

"In the final analysis, you are a selfish and self-centered person."

Yu Feng's raised hand suddenly became heavy, but he quickly clenched his palm.

Over the past thousands of years, he has saved so many people, but he couldn't save the one he loved. How could he accept this!

"You shouldn't care so much."

"Since you have escaped from the Endless Abyss, you'd better keep your tail between your legs and hide yourself, never to appear in my sight again." His voice was low and light, with a kind of suppressed, cold brutality.

Facing his contempt, Yan Yun remained calm and silently said in his heart: Yin and Yang alternate, life and death cycle, one thought is heaven, one thought is hell.

If possible, she wanted to pay back all the injustice with her own hands, so she made this wish.

Her eyes were solemn as she felt the spiritual power in her body suddenly surge. Even though Yu Feng was already in the late stage of Spirit Transformation, she was not afraid.

Even if she died, she would drag him to death with her.

She will either succeed or perish.

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