C425 The Memorial Service

"Wen Yue... did you see that?" Yi looked at Lust Devil Lord's soul, which was gradually burned to ashes by her Black Flame. It slowly drifted in the air and suddenly laughed softly.

Yi instinctively wiped the corner of his eyes. Unfortunately, Yi could only smile helplessly.

"Wen Yue, I have already killed the lewd. I hope that..." Yi said quietly and slowly closed his eyes.

After a long time