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"How can Ling Feng not be sad when he sees his eldest senior brother fall in order to help him?" With a thud, he knelt down beside his senior brother. "Eldest senior brother, your junior brother is unfilial and has exhausted you to the point of death. I, I have let you down!"

Ling Feng kept kowtowing as he looked up at the sky in grief.

The other three senior brothers had been friends with Tie Ruyun for dozens of years. They cultivated together, paid homage to their master, and became famous together. Their grief was even greater than Ling Feng's as they all knelt beside Tie Ruyun and wiped their faces with tears.

Seeing Ling Feng kneel down, all the elders who were already hurt from their heartache also knelt down.

Soon after, the Five Tigers General, Nai Yun, Heng Ze, and the other sworn brothers also knelt down.

"Rustle, rustle." In the entire battlefield, over a hundred thousand generals were kneeling down in a dense mass.

Ling Feng faced the sky and roared, "Annihilate the Dark Sect and pay the debt of blood! Annihilate the Dark Sect and repay the debt of blood! "

Hundreds of thousands of voices followed, "Annihilate the Dark Church, pay the blood debt, wipe out the Dark Church, pay the blood debt …"

The battle of destiny had already ended, but they still had to walk on the road ahead. The dead were already dead, and the living also had their own paths ahead of them!

When the garrison troops left for the battlefield to clean up, the exhausted soldiers and magical beasts all retreated back into the city to rest.

The next day, all the cities under the command of Duke Lingfeng were covered in silver makeup.

Long white cloths hung from the trees of hotels, shops, and streets. They fluttered in the wind, as if in mourning for the heroic souls of the fallen warriors.

The three senior brothers carried Tie Ruyun's coffin back to the imperial capital to be buried. That was where the eldest senior brother had been born.

The officers and soldiers weren't celebrating their victory, but the magical beasts were all lamenting the fact that their own clan's elders had fallen.

Ling Feng brought the black and white girls, Mu Di, Baby and a few other female servants to carry Tian Xue's coffin to the top of the snowy mountain.

Originally, the towering mountain of snow had already disappeared. It had been caused by the intense bombardment of the Aerial Cannon.

The powerful Snow Mountain Sect had disappeared. The sect that originally belonged to Tian Xue had also disappeared. The Snow Mountain disciples either died or were injured. They had long since scattered like birds and beasts, leaving behind only half of the peak that was completely silent, as if it was telling of its former glory and the desolation of today.

Ling Feng personally carried Tian Xue into the grave, and large snowflakes drifted down. Seeing the snowflakes constantly covering Tian Xue's beautiful face, Ling Feng felt his heart tremble, and he began to cry towards the sky.

A man does not easily shed tears because he has not yet reached the point of sorrow! The black and white girls also had tears in their eyes as they cried until their blouses were wet with tears.

"Xue'er, I am useless. I wasn't able to protect you. Once the world is settled, I will move to this snowy mountain and live with you, okay?" "Xue'er, wait for me!"

The excessive grief caused Lingfeng to suffocate and his internal breathing to become chaotic. He had no choice but to half sit on the ground to reduce his physical energy consumption.

Xue'er floated down one by one and buried herself on Tian Xue's body until it covered her entire body.

Thinking about Xue'er's smiling face, Ling Feng seemed to be obsessed with it, "Looking for her, cold and lonely, sad and sad." When it was warm and cold at first sight, it was hard to breathe. Three cups of wine and two cups of wine. "Yan Zhaoge, at this moment, his heart was broken, but he was an old acquaintance!"

"Xue'er, did you hear my voice?"

The snow was getting thicker and thicker. Xue'er had been deeply buried in the snow pit. Not long after that, the snow pit was completely smooth, and she no longer smelled any breath from Xue'er's body.

Suddenly, a sword soared into the sky from the grave. That sword was exactly the snow sword Tian Xue was using!

Immediately after, a snow butterfly floated out. The snow butterfly continuously flapped its wings at Ling Chen, and Ling Feng tightly stared at that butterfly.

"Xue'er, is that you? "Answer me, Xue'er, is that really you?"

Snow Butterfly flew up and down, seemingly answering Ling Feng, "It's me, Teacher, it's Xue'er!"

The snow sword flew all the way to the sky, and after a while, it was hard to see even a little bit of the snow sword's shadow.

The Snow Butterfly circled Ling Feng a few times, seemingly very reluctant to leave. Then, it chased after the Snow Sword and flew away.

Die'er continuously turned her head to look in the direction of Ling Feng, as if she was about to say endless love.

Ling Feng seemed to have gone crazy. His hands frantically dug open Tian Xue's fragrant grave, only to see that the grave was empty. Tian Xue's figure was nowhere to be seen …

"Xue'er, my Xue'er, come back! Xue'er, your husband is willing to exchange his life for yours. As long as you can live ten more years, I will not hesitate to sacrifice my life.

No, no, as long as I can see you again, I'd rather kill myself on the spot. Please, Snow, where are you? Let your husband see you again! "

Ling Feng, who was already unstable, saw this unforeseen event with his own eyes. His mental state was approaching its limit, and with countless shouts, he could only hear countless voices resounding across the snowy plains. However, he could not hear any response.

The cold wind blew over, and it seemed as if it carried a knife as it blew towards Ling Feng's face, seemingly ridiculing him, "Stupid, stupid, your Xue'er is already dead. She won't come and see you again, not even once. "Don't linger, this world isn't something that you can control …"

Ling Feng's face was already pale. He spat out a mouthful of blood into the air and fell to the ground, unconscious.

One day, two days, three days …

When Ling Feng woke up on his bed, he saw that it was already surrounded by people who were paying attention to him.

The ones in the front were naturally the black and white girls and Mu Di, followed by the baby, then father Ling Kext, the Five Tigers and the rest, and the Crown Prince Kehan was also in the house.

"You're awake! Big Brother, you're finally awake! You must be worried about a dead baby!" The baby took the lead and held the wind by the crook of her arm.

"It's been half a month, an entire half month! Big Brother Feng, without you, how Qiu'er and I would live on in the future!" The little princess burst into tears. Thinking about it now, she still felt some lingering fear.

Siya gently said, "It's good that you're fine. It's just that I'm too tired. There's no need for everyone to worry!"

Pandora also put down her emotions, "Alas, I've been unconscious for so long, and called for Xue'er a thousand three hundred and three times."

As soon as he mentioned it, Ling Feng's face turned ugly again as he began to cough loudly.

The Crown Prince, Kehan, came over and pounded on Ling Feng's chest, "Mister, without you, there would be no Central Plains Empire, much less me. I thank Mister on behalf of the Empire!"

As he spoke, he half-knelt on the ground.

Ling Feng did not want to move, so he made a hand gesture and the Five Tigers quickly helped the crown prince up.

"Sir, if you have any requests, please state them. Our royal family will grant them anything."

Ling Feng thought for a while, "Sigh, I'm really tired. How about this, my territory is all under my father's control. Crown Prince, in terms of military power, can this be arranged?

Koman was the commander in chief of the Western Army, and I gave him the Army of the God of War so that I could clear my burden.

Wang Zhuang was the commander in chief of the Eastern Army.

Li Ming was the commander in chief of the southern army.

Yu Zhikai was the commander in chief of the northern army.

He Xin could guard the imperial capital and become the city's defensive commander.

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