Establish a monument for me: Chen Junyao.

When Qin Junyao spoke, she had a calm smile on her face, and she did not have the righteousness of looking at death, nor did she have the fear of dying.

She was very calm, as if she had made a decision long ago and had prepared for it, knowing that she would do what she thought was destined to do.

I had already thought about what she was going to do. She is the bloodline of the ancestor and has a common ancestor with Qin Hongyi. She wants her soul to be left here, break the soul-suppressing technique, and let the Kunlun Emperor Seal see the world again.

Her words were muttering to myself, but the little wish she knew was not heard from me, and she didn't know that she would be able to see and hear all of her actions.

At that moment, my heart seemed to be stabbed in by a sharp blade, but what was flowing out was not blood, but warm current.

I really want to stop her and tell her not to do stupid things.

But I was unable to do my best. I was a thousand miles away from her and it was impossible to get over it. Even if I could get over it, I could not accept the painful consequences, because the Holy Dragon Ridge will become the place where the Yanxia Xuanmen collapsed.

Qin Junyao obviously didn't want to wait for anyone to change her decision, and she was moving very quickly.

Put your hands together, your knuckles bent, and your fingers are like dancing lightly, and she is giving talismans.

The talisman technique is extremely difficult and complicated, and it is not something that she, a Fengshui master in the Heaven Realm, can even be understood by me.

In a vaguely, I saw the innate appearance from the talisman in her hand. She wanted the acquired power to form the innate technique.

She could not have such skills, she must have taught her by a master, and that master is probably the grandfather's Qingma Ghost Hand, Chen Yan.

Soon, her talisman was sealed, and she pushed out with one palm, and the talisman opened two seals.

One seal pushed the imperial seal on the coffin of the Ghost Mother God, and the other seal slapped at his own eyebrows and soul.

"No!" I roared silently in my heart.

I hate my incompetence. Although I don’t have the deep feelings with Qin Junyao like Red Fish, I have known her for a long time, at least I am a friend, and she is indeed my nominal wife.

Now, she wants to sacrifice her life for me. Not only can I not save her, but I can’t even say a word to her due to the situation. This feeling of depression made me almost collapse, but I had to pretend to be evil and pretend that nothing had happened.

After a seal was slapped on his spiritual platform, Qin Junyao's soul instantly broke out.

Her body fell down with a bang, poured into the coffin, and her soul floated towards the imperial seal.

At this time, the restriction in Qingqiu Tomb was activated again, and the iron chains that bound the soul floated out of the stone house and locked towards Qin Junyao.

"Brother Huangpi, see you in the next life." She smiled.

"don't want!"

Seeing this scene, I couldn't control it anymore. At this moment, my emotions were like a collapsed dam, and a flood and beast broke out.

What are you enduring humiliation and burdened by heavy burdens, what are you going to make a big plan if you can’t bear it?

I can't watch the kind people die for me, but I don't help me.

If you don’t even save your own people, how can you talk about saving all living beings in the world?

I raised my hand and pushed a palm print towards Qingqiu Mountain. At the same time, I sent a message to Qin Junyao: "Go back to my body immediately, I don't want you to make such a sacrifice!"

My palm prints cannot arrive quickly, so I have to talk to it and hold back the time.

"Brother Huangpi, with your words, Jun Yao will die without regrets."
Chapter completed!