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The guards were stunned for a moment before turning their heads awkwardly to look at Yanran, unsure as to whether or not they should chase up to her.

"Don't go." Yanran did not say anything else. After all, she knew that even if these ordinary guards were to chase after them, they would only be sending themselves to their deaths.

Regarding Qing Yang, not only did he display the powerful strength of a Spirit Refinement cultivator, Yan Ran also blindly trusted him. If that person intentionally wanted to kill someone on his side and did not do anything, it might be because of Qing Yang's strength.

Within a few breaths, the Azure Sun rushed into the dense forest. Looking at the swaying branches in front of him, the anger in his heart grew even stronger.

Apparently, that person's speed was not as fast as Qingyang's, and the sound of the grass rustling revealed his location without a doubt.

However, there were many branches and rocks in the dense forest, so Qingyang couldn't fly. At this time, he was only relying on his abnormal body to run and chase. Even so, the distance between him and Qingyang was rapidly shrinking.

Just as he was about to catch up, the person suddenly stopped and simply stopped running. Qingyang was slightly stunned and chased after him in a few steps.

The slim figure standing in the bushes was carrying a great sword on her back. She was wearing a green robe and her hair was fluttering in the wind. She was actually a woman!

As if he was acquainted with her, Qingyang didn't rush forward but instead stopped ten feet away on a patch of grass. A thick golden flame suddenly appeared on his hands as he prepared to deal with any changes to the situation.

"Miss Lu?" No matter how he dressed up, he resembled his old friend, Lu Xianhan.

Xiao Yan's body trembled slightly. He was quiet for a long while before he slowly turned around. Unsurprisingly, the expression on his cold and arrogant pretty face was strangely lonely. He stared at Qingyang in front of him without responding.

As the two of them stared at each other, it was true that they felt somewhat awkward. However, Qingyang was curious as to why Lu Xianhan had appeared in the forest near Qingyang Village.

"Miss Lu, why have you come to Azure Sun Village?" Not a criminal, Qingyang retracted his aura into his body, took two steps forward, and softly asked.

"Elder Yun just wanted me to follow him and take a look." Lu Xianghan responded indifferently, and asked in a low, difficult voice, "Don't be too sad about your family matters."

Feeling pain in his heart, Qingyang turned around. The muscles on his face twitched as he said in hatred, "Mmm, I will definitely investigate this matter."

Clearly, his words had pierced into Qingyang's heart. Lu Xianhan's mouth twitched a little, but in the end, he did not open his mouth to say anything. He softly sighed, "Go back. Otherwise, Miss Yanran will be worried."

Without waiting for Qingyang to reply, Lu Xianghan stepped towards the village entrance.

Sensing Lu Xianhan's worry, he was not only trying to console him with polite words. Thinking back, his tone just now might have been a little over the top.

As he brushed past, two lines of indistinct tears appeared in the corner of Qingyang's eyes. His heart quivered, and he wanted to reach out and grab Lu Xianhan who was walking away, but stopped his hand in midair.

It was obvious that he had just shed tears. Perhaps it was when they were chasing each other. However, why would the ice-cold Lu Xianhan cry at this moment? Did he cry for his own misfortune?

"Qingyang, some people are destined to be extraordinary. Some people are destined to have many disasters." While Qingyang was lost in his thoughts, Lu Xianhan stopped walking, suddenly said something in a low voice, and quickly left.

Staying where he was, Qingyang didn't chase after Lu Xianghan. Some people were destined to be extraordinary, and some people were destined to bring disaster upon themselves. These two words lingered in Qingyang's ears.

"Is Miss Lu referring to me?" After muttering to himself in a low voice, Qingyang felt a twinge of pain in his heart. He raised his head and roared to the sky, "But I would rather be ordinary than to lose my parents!"

A roar scared thousands of birds away. That roar was mixed with grief, sorrow and self-blame. It lingered in the air above Azure Sun Village for a long time.

"..."

She watched as Qingyang walked out of the dense forest with a somewhat grave expression. When she recalled that earth-shaking long whistle just now, she let out a soft sigh. She quickly walked forward and inquired, "Qingyang gege, that whistle just now ?"

Qing Yang waved his hand to indicate that there was nothing wrong. He raised his head and revealed an ugly smile. He softly said, "I'm just a bit worried. It's fine."

"You didn't manage to catch up to the person you went after earlier?" Is he really an Innate Ranker? " She glanced behind Qingyang and discovered that no one else had come out with him. She knitted her eyebrows and asked.

"Hmm? "Just now, no one came out from the jungle?" Upon hearing Yan Ran's words, Qingyang was stunned for a moment before he asked in surprise.

Looking doubtfully at the shocked Qingyang, Yanran shook her head and said, "No one came out of the forest. What happened?"

As he turned his head to look at the dark forest, his mind seemed to recall that teary, green clothed man. He turned around and softly said: "Nothing much, that person was just a disciple of the Eastern Dragon Tribe. I thought that he would come out from here."

Before he could finish his words, Qingyang held onto Yanran's hand and walked towards the village entrance.

Seeing that Qingyang seemed to be hesitating, Yanran obediently did not ask about the matter. Feeling the warmth from the large hand, she softly said: "Qingyang gege, I've already ordered the coffin to be moved to the mourning hall. Do you need the help of the guards ?"

"No need, I'll do it myself." Qingyang tightly held onto Yanran's hand after hearing this. He responded without waiting for Yanran to finish.

Yanran did not open her mouth to dissuade him. She knew in her heart that this was perhaps Qingyang's responsibility.

One person, three hundred and eighty-four coffins, and a corpse wrapped in three hundred and eighty-four beds. Qingyang silently picked up every single white mattress and gently placed it inside the coffin.

After half a day of hard work, Qingyang finally put all the corpses into the coffin and buried them in the huge pit he dug. From beginning to end, Yanran stood silently at the side without a word or assistance.

She understood that what the boy in front of her had done was for him to accomplish by himself, just like his unordinary fate in the future. He might be the only one who could accomplish everything, but he would not be alone, because she would bear the pain and joy together with him.

After finishing his work, Qingyang turned around and walked towards the village entrance. He lightly tapped his feet on the ground, leaped up, and took off the wooden signboard that was hung at the village entrance.

The three words "Azure Sun Village" were engraved on it. Even though it was unknown how many years had passed since the ancient times, it was still simple and powerful.

"Azure Sun Village." Qingyang's sleeve caressed the wooden signboard as a deep sense of attachment appeared in his eyes. He softly murmured something to himself before turning around and returning to the giant hole that had been filled.

Qing Yang raised the wooden signboard with both hands and inserted it into the soil. He took a deep look at the signboard and was silent for a moment. No one knew what he was thinking about.

However, after the time it took to make a cup of tea, Qingyang pulled Yanran, who had already walked to his side, and left with large strides without looking back.

A golden flame flashed across his eyes in the dark night. The Primal Chaos Bell seemed to have sensed the hatred of its master.