breaking Dawn.

In the east, the morning glow gradually dyes the sky red.

Li Xia sat alone at the top of the city and looked far away.

Enjoying the moment of peace after the war.

Linghai City was defended.

At the heaviest price.

"So you are here."

Qiu Yue's voice came from behind.

Li Xia nodded lightly.

After a pause, Li Xia said in a deep voice: "Mr. Chen, he is dead."

Qiu Yue hummed and opened her mouth, but couldn't say a word.

Facing the death of her master, she didn't know how to face it.

I could only bite my lips tightly and try to control the emotions that were about to collapse.

"If I could have taken one step earlier, he might not have died." Li Xia suddenly said.

His tone was full of self-blame.

"It's none of your business." Qiu Yue took over and said, "Actually, master, I have already made such a plan."

"When he ordered us to support the north of the city, he was already determined to die."

"He can hide it from everyone, but he can't hide it from me."

As he said that, Qiu Yue's voice became a little more choked up, "Maybe for him, leaving in this way is the best result."

"Really..." Li Xia murmured.

As soon as he finished speaking, the morning sun had already emerged.

A ray of sunshine shone on his face, but it couldn't sweep away the gloom in his heart.

Li Xia didn't speak anymore, just stared into the distance with dull eyes.

…

Time flies by like a white horse.

In the blink of an eye, a week has passed.

Linghai City is still the same as before, and life in the city is still in order.

The Demon Slayer Tower finally made the battle that night public.

But what was announced was only the good news that the Demon Slayer Tower had won.

Not a word was mentioned about the tragedy behind that battle.

Maybe people occasionally talk about the bright lights flashing outside the city walls that night.

They praised the light as dazzling, beautiful and as brilliant as fireworks.

Like fireworks, they are fleeting.

Today is the day when martyrs enter the tomb.

Early in the morning, Li Xia was already waiting in the cemetery.

It's rare to see him wearing a straight suit today.

Every inch of the body has been tidied up.

At noon, the sun is shining brightly.

The rest of the experimental team arrived one after another.

Although the serious injury has not healed, no one was absent on this day.

Xu Changyuan, who was the least injured, pushed Wang Sicong in a wheelchair into the cemetery.

He smiled and said hello to Li Xia.

Jiang Xiyan and Lan Ke followed them with bandages on their hands.

Walking at the end was Qin Churan, still cold and cold, with an aura that kept strangers away from him.

"Hey! Isn't this Kakashi?" Wang Sicong joked, "You can't see anyone during the battle, and it's quite early now!"

"Keep your voice down!" Jiang Xiyan scolded.

Then he looked at Li Xia and asked, "Li Chou, why are you here so early today?"

"Anyway, I have nothing to do at home."

After saying that, Li Xia bypassed Jiang Xiyan and walked towards Qin Churan.

"Are you okay?"

Qin Churan smiled slightly and said, "What questions can I have?"

After being stunned, Li Xia continued: "Thank you for that day."

"Thank me for what?" Qin Churan said calmly.

"Thank you for helping me."

Qin Churan said lightly: "You don't need to thank me."

"If I had any other choice at that time, I would never have helped you."

After saying that, Qin Churan walked to the cemetery.

"What are they talking about?" Wang Sicong asked in confusion: "Why is it like a code, but I can't understand a word?!"

Xu Changyuan shook his head in confusion.

Then, everyone uniformly cast curious glances at Li Xia.

When Li Xia saw this, he sighed deeply, simplified the experience of that night and told several people.

After hearing this, several people fell into silence.

After a moment, Lan Ke said in a deep voice: "You mean, Qin Churan's superpower was stripped away by that person named Liu Qingfeng?!"

"Yeah." Li Xia nodded.

Wang Sicong: "And you asked her to do this?"

"Um."

Xu Changyuan: "She can actually agree?!"

"Promise."

Hearing this, everyone showed admiration.

It would be impossible for any of them to be as decisive as Qin Churan.

After all, in this era, losing your superpower means losing sight of everyone.

Just when everyone was still praising Qin Churan's courage, the movement outside the cemetery brought them back to their senses.

Turning around and looking, it was the people from the Demon Slayer Tower and the families of the martyrs.

Led by Qiu Yue, everyone held an urn covered with black cloth in their hands.

The scene instantly became solemn and solemn.

Following Qiu Yue, everyone arrived at the tombs.

There are thousands of tombstones lined up on a wide green field.

On every tombstone are engraved the names of heroes who died fighting for the human race!

Qiu Yue led the people behind her to bury the hero in her arms.

The funeral was very simple, there was not even a eulogy.

Whatever I wanted to say was buried in the ground along with the soil in everyone's hands.

These heroes have left a profound mark in the history of the human race.

After the funeral, everyone dispersed.

The experimental team still stayed in front of Chen Xuan's tomb, with sadness on their faces.

"You think, are we a little too memorized?" At this moment, Wang Sicong suddenly said something coldly.

"What do you mean?" Jiang Xiyan asked confused.

"Have you not noticed that becoming the captain of our team seems to be..." Having said this, Wang Sicong paused, carefully glanced at everyone's faces, and said weakly: "Nothing good..."

Everyone was silent. Although they didn't want to admit it, if they thought about it carefully, it seemed like this was the case.
To be continued...