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Being told by the Dragon Catcher, Mountain immediately felt awkward. Seeing this, the Dragon Catcher smiled, cupped his hands in salute towards Mountain, and said, "But my lord will draw this dragon to appear. The Dragon Catcher is willing to assist my lord, and it will be a great accomplishment!"

When Hai Dongqing heard about the things that had happened a long time ago, her eyes were filled with memories. She was shocked. She thought it would be difficult to recruit these people, but unexpectedly, it was just a few hours of hard work.

There was also Li Chunyuan, who was also his father. He had actually made the entire sect's aristocratic families tremble in fear.

There were too many things that Hai Dongqing did not expect. Although he did not want to hear it, he was still shocked when he heard it. He rubbed Hai Dongqing's head and slowly lowered his hand.

"Shi …" Master? Master, what happened to you? " When the gyrfalcon saw this, he held onto the hand of Yuanshan and was so flustered that he didn't know what to do.

When he slowly placed his hand next to the nose of the distant mountain, Hai Dongqing's face immediately turned pale.

Tears rolled down Hai Dongqing's face. Her voice was a bit teary as she said in disbelief, "Master …" "Master." Then he threw his head back and roared: "Master!"

The gyrfalcon's voice resounded through the vast Demonic City. The red robed people outside all lowered their heads, some even choked with sobs.

On that day, the entire Demon City decided not to eat. They didn't need to fight, and the peddlers didn't sleep. Dressed in filial piety, they hung white lanterns and lit incense sticks to burn paper. Afterwards, all of them kneeled in the direction of the residences of the distant mountains.

The sound of crying could be heard in every corner of Demonic City. To the common people, it was Mount Yuanshan that gave them a peaceful place to live and work in peace; to the chivalrous heroes, it was Mount Yuanshan that gave them hope, gave them a sense of belonging, and gave them the opportunity to speak with the members of the clan on equal terms.

In their hearts, Mount Yuanshan was an existence that they revered, but in the end, Mount Yuanshan was not a god. He would be sick, and he would die.

It was also on that day that Qing Ye returned to Demonic City and heard the news of the distant mountain's death. She didn't seem to care about it, but it wasn't difficult for anyone to see her sadness.

"If he dies, then so be it, just like who won't die. Didn't he still have a disciple with a similar temperament to him? Didn't the sky still not collapse? Why are you looking at me? "

"Why are you looking at me? Do you want me to cry? Would I cry? Where was the corpse of the distant mountain? Let's see what this fellow will look like when he died. At the beginning, he even solemnly vowed to lead us to victory.

Really, if you can't do it, don't boast! " As Qing Ye spoke, he headed straight for where the corpses of the distant mountains were parked.

No one stopped her. The last thing they saw was her power.

Hai Dongqing was currently grieving, the younger generation members who were close to her were afraid that Hai Dongqing would be too sad, so they arranged to come together to comfort her.

The gyrfalcon wasn't as desperate as they had feared. On the contrary, he was calmer than most of the others, and he hid his sadness when he walked out of the room where the corpses of the distant mountains were kept.

He knew what he had to do. Grief was unnecessary.

Hearing a familiar voice outside the door, the gyrfalcon stopped his training and stood up. "Please enter!"

The moment this voice was heard, a group of people rushed in. To Hai Dongqing's surprise, even Mo Li was present, the only ones that could be seen were Changyue and Ji Qing.

The gyrfalcon avoided Mo Li's gaze and walked straight to the side of his grandson Mu Xue and the others. He patted them on their shoulders and said, "It's been hard on you all."

Yes, not a single one of the people responsible for escorting the rations were unharmed. The terrifying saber wound on the face of the eldest grandson, Mu Xue, was Fu Hu's.

There was also Xiao Heng's pale face. It was said that his body had been pierced by a blade. Luckily, he was lucky enough to survive.

"No, it's our brothers from the Yellow Springs who suffered. It's just that we didn't think that we would end up losing in the hands of our own people instead of the Western barbarians." Let me laugh and cry, it was a very sarcastic laugh.

Seeing that everyone had fallen into silence, the gyrfalcon looked at Xiao Heng and asked, "Are Brother Xiao's injuries alright?"

"What can happen? "It's good that he's alive." Xiao Heng said with a grin.

"What about Ji Qingqing?"

"He fainted, he hasn't woken up yet." The eldest grandson Mu Xue said.

"What's going on?"

"His injuries were too severe, he was dragged back from the gates of hell." Zhangsun Mu Xue sighed and said.

"Got it. Everyone, take a seat. I'll tell the chef to prepare some food and wine. Let's eat together." The gyrfalcon laughed.

No one was polite. Mo Li continued to stare at the gyrfalcon, who continued to avoid Mo Li's gaze, not daring to look her in the eye.

Seeing Hai Dongqing walk out of the room, Mo Li followed her and the group led by Zhangsun Muxue began to gossip.

"What do you think is the relationship between this Hai Dongqing and Mo Li's little sister?" The eldest grandson Mu Xue said in a mysterious manner.

"It wouldn't be good to be talking behind Brother Dongqing's back like this, right?" Xiao Heng rolled his eyes at Zhangsun Mu Xue as he spoke.

"Senior Xiao is right. From what I see, Mo Li likes Brother Dongqing." The corner of Xiao Heng's mouth twitched when he heard that.

Just as Jiang Wang was about to reply, Fu Hu spoke up, "Right now, Brother Changyue is missing. The High Lord's corpse has yet to turn cold. I feel like this young master won't talk about the love between a child and a girl."

As soon as Fu Hu finished his words, the atmosphere became awkward again.

But Fu Hu was right, the Heroic Assassin had suffered great losses. Even the High Lords had left, and the entire Heroic Assassin was in an extremely tense moment. However, everyone was clear that they did not know what to do.

"Fortunately, the gyrfalcon isn't sad anymore and isn't around anymore. Otherwise, I would really be angered to death by you!" The eldest grandson, Mu Xue, looked at Fu Hu with an expression of disappointment. Fu Hu shifted his seat, afraid that the eldest grandson, Mu Xue, would anger himself and then attack him.

"Although we're in a tense situation, but aren't we talking about the aristocratic families in the sect? Even the leaders of the five great sects were severely injured. I heard that the South Sword Sect's leader was dead, and the leader was also dead. The Sect Leader is heavily injured, and it will take at least five or six years for him to recover. Xiao Heng comforted everyone.

"I heard that senior Qing Ye has returned, is that true?" Ren Yuanxing looked at the eldest grandson Mu Xue and asked.

The eldest grandson, Mu Xue, nodded. "I heard that elder Diao Long's disciple that I've never seen before has returned as well."

"Fu Hu!" The eldest grandson Mu Xue glared at Fu Hu and said angrily.

"Could it be that elder Diaolong is about to reach his end?" Xiao Heng asked in shock as he looked at his eldest grandson Mu Xue and Fu Cheng.

Outside the house, the gyrfalcon was walking in front and Mo Li behind. Suddenly, the gyrfalcon stopped and Mo Li also stopped. After a long silence, Mo Li opened her mouth and said, "Brother Dongqing."

"You know about it?" The gyrfalcon turned to Mo Li in surprise and asked.

"I've seen him." Mo Li smiled.

"Then?" The gyrfalcon was speechless.

"I'm here to thank Dongqing gege." Mo Li smiled and bowed to the gyrfalcon.