The entire Tianxing Sect was shrouded in a layer of sadness.
It seems that even God senses the anger and grief in their hearts and cries for them...
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Thousands of miles away.
Fanxu Emperor's Palace.
Ling Xuewei stood at the window, looking at the heavy rain outside, her eyebrows slightly raised.
On the horizon, dark clouds rolled and thunder flashed.
It’s another autumn rain.
The weather is getting colder.
For some reason, she had been feeling restless these past two days, as if something was about to happen.
At this time, there were rapid footsteps outside, and Xiong Cang walked in, looked at her, and hesitated to speak.
"What's wrong?"
"Mother...something happened."
Outside, there was a sudden thunder.
Deafening.
After a moment, Ling Xuewei's slightly trembling voice came, "What did you say...?"
"The Tianxing Sect was destroyed. Sect Leader Zhuo is unconscious. Young Master Xiao and Young Master Yuwen were kidnapped. Miss Xiao and Young Master Huangfu were also seriously injured and unconscious... My eldest brother, Mr. Ling... passed away."
The last three words were difficult for Xiong Cang to say.
Ling Xuewei's face turned pale and she suddenly stumbled.
Xiong Cang immediately stepped forward to support her and said worriedly, "Empress..."
"Who is it..." Ling Xuewei dug her fingers hard at the corner of the table.
"He's from the Thousand Emperors Sect."
Ling Xuewei closed her eyes, then opened them for a moment.
It was already freezing inside, as if countless storms were brewing.
"Send the order and you can return to Tianxing Sect."
Ling Xuewei paused and continued.
"Go and find Fu Ji."
"yes."
Xiong Cang left in a hurry, and outside, it was raining heavily.
Ling Xuewei stood there and didn't move for a long time. She just stood there, like a sculpture, the hill flashed, and she said worriedly, "Empress..."
I want to say something comforting, but I don’t know where to start.
At this moment, any language seems pale and weak.
As a secret guard, all he can do is fight for her.
When Fu Ji hurried over after hearing the news, Ling Xuewei had returned to normal.
At least on the surface, it looks no different from the past.
However, there was always a layer of coldness surrounding her body.
It was so cold that Fu Ji shivered.
"Xue Dian is on his way back. Madam, you don't have to worry about the palace. I'll let Yue Feng escort you back."
After burning the incense, Fu Ji looked solemn as he looked at the flying boat rushing into the sky.
Those people...how dare?!
How can they, the empress and empress of Fanxu, allow others to bully her?
"Lord Fuji, why did you only let Yue Feng go and not me? How could I just watch if something happened to my empress?" Yue Qing was a little dissatisfied, "What's more, that boy Yue Feng is impulsive, wouldn't it be safer for me to go?
some?"
Fu Ji said, "I have more important things for you to do."
Yue Qing was puzzled, "What's more important than the empress's affairs now?!"
Fu Ji turned around slowly, his eyes flashing coldly, "Rally the army and prepare for war."
Boom!
Another thunder exploded in the sky!
It seems to indicate that a bigger storm is coming.
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Feizhou used the fastest speed and stayed awake for two days before finally arriving at Tianxing Sect.
When the flying boat landed from the sky, Ling Xuewei looked at the familiar and unfamiliar sect below, her heart surging.
There is scorched earth everywhere, broken walls and devastation.
In the distance, dozens of gluttonous corpses like hills were being burned. The air was filled with a strong smell of corpses and burning gas. The disciples below were carrying the corpses back and forth in a hurry.
The flying boat landed directly on the main peak, and the soldiers of the independent army stationed there were the first to spot them and immediately came up to greet them.
"City Lord."
"Up to the peak."
"Junior sister Ling!!"
A group of disciples came over after hearing the news. When they saw Ling Xuewei, they shouted and surrounded her. The leader was none other than Kuishan.
When they came to Ling Xuewei, all the disciples were silent, but their eyes were red.
In just one night, the sect was turned upside down.
In just one night, so many people died. Those were their senior brothers, junior brothers, junior sisters, and masters...
The entire Tianxing Sect has no trace of its past.
It was riddled with wounds and rivers of blood.
It rained heavily for three days.
But the blood on the ground is still not clear.
"sister!!"
Suddenly a figure rushed from behind and plunged into her arms.
"Sister! Brother, he... and Aniang, they are all gone! Wuwuwu..."
Ling Yu cried loudly, as if he wanted to cry out all the sadness, fear, and despair of the past few days!
Ling Xuewei's eyes were red, she hugged him and gritted her teeth to hold back her grief.
"Junior sister Ling..." Kuishan's voice became more choked up. This call was too depressing and sad. The other disciples finally couldn't bear it anymore and started crying.
Ling Xuewei pursed her lips tightly, then spoke after a moment, "...just stay alive."
Ling Xuewei's voice was hoarse.
"Junior sister... but the sect master... has been unconscious. Uncle Shao and Uncle Sheng are all dead! They died trying to save us! It is our incompetence... that has caused them trouble..."
Ling Xuewei comforted her, "Don't say these words again. If Uncle Master and the others... knew about it underground, they wouldn't feel at ease."
"Junior Sister Ling, please go in and see Senior Brother Ling Yun...and Lingxi and the others! They are all seriously injured..."
Ling Xuewei nodded and wiped away Ling Yu's tears, "Xiaoyu, I, a disciple of Tianxing Sect, bleed and sweat but not shed tears. Put your tears away. You are weak and sad and cannot solve any problems."
Ling Xuewei's eyes were heavy.
Deep down, there seems to be an endless abyss.
"sister……"
"Don't worry, I will avenge my eldest brother."
Ling Xuewei looked at Kuishan and said, "Please take care of him."
Kuishan nodded, "Junior sister, don't worry."
Ling Xuewei left, her back as straight as a bamboo.
"Brother, what's wrong with you?" a disciple asked.
"Junior Sister Ling... seems to have changed..." Kuishan looked at the back of Junior Sister Ling as she left.
"Changed? No, she is still our Junior Sister Ling!"
"...Well, maybe I saw it wrong."
Just now, just by her side, I couldn't feel any warmth.
It's frighteningly cold.
"No matter what, my sister is my sister." Ling Yu said suddenly.
Kuishan was startled, then relieved and smiled, "Junior brother is right, junior sister... is junior sister."
"Well, Xiaoyu, let's go."
…
Ling Xuewei entered the meeting hall. The hall was full of wounded people. There were many military doctors and soldiers from the Independence Army. In order to protect their safety, Di Jian specially allowed 3,000 people to stay. The rest were taken back to the Independent Prefecture by several captains.
.
When Di Jian saw her, she and several military doctors immediately came over to greet her.
"Master, where are they?"
"Inner courtyard."
Ling Xuewei went straight into the inner courtyard, "You all stay outside. Di Jian, come in with me."
The two of them entered the inner courtyard one after the other.
After letting the remaining military doctor go down and entering the room, Ling Xuewei saw Zhuo Tianzhan lying motionless on the bed.
She walked over and sat down. The master lying there seemed to be sleeping, no different from usual. But she could feel the faintness of Zhuo Tianzhan's breath, as if it would disappear in the next second.
