(Let me talk first, it is not a tragic ending. Don’t send me a blade, I won’t accept it. It is not a tragic ending.)

"It's done! Miss Magong! Miss Divine! Leave from there!"

Mou Chiying's Tomb raised his head and shouted loudly.

The moment this sentence fell, the light of the soul-guiding flower in the air was slowly extinguished.

At the same time, Mamiya Eisheng and Kamizumaki turned into two balls of light gold airflow to avoid it, and also took away Nishikojo who was jumping around on the ground.

"good!"

Mou Chiying Tomb slapped his hands and the golden light in his palm turned into two balls!

A terrifying fluctuation leaked out from her palm, and the light of light of gold gathered together, then turned and transformed, as faint as the firefly blooming in summer!

A huge and bright column of light surged out from the petals of fireflies, and then gathered in a ball and shot out quickly at the coffin pillar!

Rumble!!!

“Purify!”

An ethereal and crisp sound rang out, and the good thoughts of light gold dyed the tips of Mou Chiying's tomb's hair into a light gold color.

She stared at the coffin pillar bound to the spot, her lips slightly moved—

Brother...I'm sorry.

Mou Chiying's tomb knew that the figure there was no longer the elder brother, but the coffin pillar.

The real brother has long been completely eroded by constant disasters.

I don’t know when... I can enjoy the summer fireflies with my brother again?

Mou Chiying cried out, and good thoughts surged out!

This overly powerful force made her smooth and white skin burst everywhere!

Bang!!!

The rich column of light turned the upper body of the coffin pillar into ashes in just a moment.

But this is useless!

As long as the other party exists in the world, you can still use Fujin to repair your body!

Mou Chi Yingzuo separated his hands and then spread them apart, making a gesture that seemed to be holding something.

Then waved it down hard!

“That’s…”

Mamiya Yongsheng held Nishikotsu pitiful and swept his eyes away.

Under her gaze, the beam of light condensed by good thoughts turned back, and with the gesture of Mou Chi Yingzhong's hands splitting apart, countless rays of light appeared in the air!

These lights penetrated the coffin pillars that kept wriggling and wanted to restore to their original state, and then—

Mou Chiyingzuo held it hard with one hand!

The accumulated good thoughts shine brightly, then-

Bang!!!

Good thoughts explode!

A shocking explosion!

The roots were lifted up, the soil was splashed everywhere, and the violent wind pressure made Mu Chiyingzuka's black kimono press tightly against her ketone body.

The explosion of wind pressure lasted for a full minute before gradually dissipating.

Pick, Pick...

Mou Chiying's hands were limp, and blood gradually began to seep from the place where his palm burst.

But it was just a little price-

Mou Chiying's tomb raised his head.

It is the light of good thoughts that keep circling up, and the crystal soul fire that keeps shooting out from the light of good thoughts.

Among the strings of soul fires, a crystal clear soul light flew towards her.

It flew around Mou Chiying's tomb twice, then it reluctantly followed other soul fires to the sky.

It is where the sky bird dwelling is located, and it is where that world is located...

"Brother...Brother...All the way. Everyone in the Mouchi family...All the way."

Looking at the soul light that keeps flying, they are like meteors.

Mou Chiying's cheeks were pale and she couldn't help but mutter to herself.

My own brother... all the spirits that were trapped in the place where the soul binds... are now free from the tragic fate of the Mouchi family.

But why...

"Tears...the tears cannot be stopped."

Mou Chiyingzuo wiped the tears with the back of his hand, but the tears seemed to be unable to be wiped out at all, one by one... oozing out from his fingers.

Mou Chiying's tomb covered his mouth and tried not to let the sad shouts emanate.

All she could do was cry quietly.

Looking at the soul light in the sky... I cried quietly.

Mamiya Nagashi and Kamizumae stood aside with Nishikotsu Poori, looking at each other, leaning against each other.

They watched the scene that exuded a mysterious beauty quietly, without saying a word.

Yes... there is no need for any words to express the emotions hidden in the heart at the moment.

......

"call..."

Kitakawa Temple stands on the wooden road.

He stared at the quiet lake.

I was also staring at him in the lake.

Behind him was a backpack that was thrown to the ground and was stained with blood.

But that was not the blood flowing out of Kitagawa Temple.

In fact, it was very smooth to get to this place along the way, and basically no obstacles were encountered.

"Let's go." Kitagawaji's expression did not change at all, and he stepped onto the wooden path step by step.

The lake was covered with gray and white miasma, so dense that Beichuan Temple could not see clearly what was waiting for him.

The next moment, he stopped and looked at it.

Because in front of him, a figure was constantly squirming out.

Kitagawa Temple's Xu-sha, the deep dead energy gathered together—

The hideous sledgehammer fell down hard!

"Don't be so anxious."

A gloomy voice came from the shadows, and the same dead hammer was hit by the Kitagawa Temple.

Bang!!!

Two dead hammers contacted each other and then flipped over and flew out.

Death breath?

Kitakawaji moved his fingers, and the dead silk thread pulled the sledgehammer back into his hand, while his cold black eyes raised to look at the other person.

Standing opposite... is a person who looks exactly like Kitagawaji.

Yes.

Not only his appearance, but even his clothes and height are almost the same as that of Kitakawaji Temple.

The other party's body was also surrounded by a stern death aura, and the continuous rolling death aura was no weaker than Kitakawaji Temple.

Perhaps the only difference is that his face was gloomy and looked irritable.

But Kitakawaji was not shaken in any way. He rushed up expressionlessly and smashed the dead hammer under his hands!

Bang!

The sledgehammer and the sledgehammer were intercepted again, and at the same time it was the other party's cold voice.

"Didn't you think of anything when you look at my face?! You plagiarist!"

Kitakawaji turned a deaf ear to the point where the sledgehammer in his hand continued to fall.

"You replaced me!"
To be continued...