Master's Chief Disciple

Chapter 221: Death

The scene that Mu Huayan was most reluctant to see was still before her eyes. Bing Luo, who had been clamoring to sign a contract with her, was now lying there motionless. He was a quasi-immortal emperor-level beast...

You can imagine how brutal the battle was at that time...

She staggered and trotted to kneel beside him, pushed away the rubble on his body, and stretched out her trembling hands to pull out a sharp weapon from his abdomen. But the moment she touched him, his body gradually turned into the shape of a dragon. She cried with joy and called out his name, "Bingluo!"

"Don't you want to sign a contract with me? I promise you..."

Suddenly, the dragon body of the divine beast Bingluo gradually became transparent, and Mu Huayan could sense that his life had reached a critical point. "I am originally a sea-guarding divine beast, and I am destined to perish! Life and death are determined by fate, there is no need to be sad!"

"Bing Luo!" Mu Huayan stretched out her hand to grab him, but missed. He had already turned into golden particles and gradually dissipated.

Feng Yichen stepped forward to help the numb Mu Huayan up and held her in his arms. She was powerless to push Feng Yichen away and walked away, looking for other people. "Mu Qing, Luo Yan, Xia Kui, Duan Qiuran..."

She called out for a long time but received no response. Only the sound of flowing water echoed in her ears from the vast seabed. She knelt on the ground powerless and desperate, sobbing uncontrollably. She forced herself to open her spiritual sense to explore their whereabouts.

They found Luo Yan based on their scent, and the most heartbreaking and shocking thing was that Dragon King Luo Xiao was kneeling in front of Luo Yan with multiple arrows in his back, his halberd leaning on the ground, its mottled cracks reflected in the sea water.

Mu Huayan walked around to the front of Luo Xiao. Luo Yan was curled up on the ground with tears in his eyes and his lips trembling constantly, "Luo Yan..."

Luo Yan sat up and hugged Mu Huayan fiercely, as if she was the only person close to her in this world. She choked with tears and said, "Senior Sister, I can't wake up my father. Why doesn't he answer me? And I can't find my brother..."

She let go of Mu Huayan and led her to Luo Xiao, crying and laughing while waving her hands and gesturing. Her words were a little confusing. "Senior Sister, look at my father... He has been kneeling here. He has done nothing wrong. I called him many times, but he just wouldn't open his eyes and look at me..."

Mu Huayan forced a smile while holding back her tears and said, "Your father is just going to survive the calamity. He will come back one day."

Then she gently embraced Luo Yan in her arms, tears falling down her cheeks. Luo Yan pushed her away and cried, "My father is not dead. He has always been here. He is right in front of me..."

Luo Yan reached out and gently touched the War God's cheek and said with a smile: "Father..."

But the next moment his body gradually became transparent. Luo Yan kept grabbing him, but he penetrated his body. "Father, don't go. Don't leave your Luo Yan..."

"Why... why... my father... died." Luo Yan stopped crying and sat quietly on the ground.

Mu Huayan knelt on the ground and held her weakly, "I'm sorry, Senior Sister is late..."

But suddenly she realized that Luo Yan's life force was fading, "Luo Yan..."

"Senior Sister, I seem to have seen my father..." Luo Yan raised his right hand and said with a smile.

Mu Huayan tried to use her spiritual power to heal her but was interrupted by Luo Yan. She shook her head and smiled, "If I could be as strong as my senior sister, maybe my father wouldn't have died..."

She turned into a lifeless little dragon lying in Mu Huayan's palm. She felt her head buzzing and her heart aching as if it was stabbed by thousands of knives. The little dragon gradually turned into golden particles and floated away.

Feng Yichen's eyes were filled with tears and his heart ached. The situation was far worse than they had imagined.

Mu Huayan wiped the tears from her cheeks, stood up, and called out the names of others in a dull voice, "Mu Qing, Xia Kui, Duan Qiuran, where are you..."

She trembled as she opened her spiritual sense. The tragic situation of the entire Cang Mi Sea was reflected in her eyes, stabbing and torturing her heart. She came to another ruin in an instant and saw Xia Kui hugging Mo Cheng and crying.

"Mo Cheng, wake up! You have not yet written our future chapter with me, watching the prosperity of the world and spending a good time together!"

Mu Huayan noticed that Xia Kui had very little spiritual power left, but she continued to infuse spiritual power into Mo Cheng, who had lost all his breath in her arms. The next moment, Mo Cheng turned into golden particles and drifted away. She kept grabbing the drifting particles and crying, "Mo Cheng! No, don't leave me."

Xia Kui stumbled to Mu Huayan and said, "Senior Sister, please save Mo Cheng quickly. He can't die. I can't live without him..."

The only thing she could do was to hold her in her arms and keep apologizing, "I'm sorry, if I had seen through the demon clan's conspiracy, none of you would have suffered this disaster..."

Xia Kui kept patting her back, but it was very gentle, forming a sharp contrast with her crying. "If he hadn't protected me and ran away alone, he wouldn't have died... It's all my fault for being useless..."

Mo Li, who was far away, saw Mo Cheng disappearing and was heartbroken. Her face was fierce and tears were streaming down her face. She strode forward to separate the two of them and was about to slap Mu Huayan in the face, but Feng Yichen grabbed her wrist and said, "Let me go. Why did you let our dragon clan get involved in this war?"

She broke free from her wrist and screamed, "If you humans want to fight the demons, just go ahead and do it. Why do you want us to risk our lives fighting the demons?"

"Even if our dragon clan becomes puppets of the demon clan, at least we still have a life, and my brother and the others will not die!!"

"By becoming a puppet driven at will by the demon clan, you won't be troubled, no one will lose their lives, and your clan won't be exterminated! Where do you get the confidence and self-confidence?!" Mo Qi walked out of the darkness, covering his injured chest and said.

Mu Huayan had quietly left the place to look for the whereabouts of the others. Feng Yichen came to his senses and realized that she was gone. "Mo Qi, I will take you back to the sect to heal your injuries."

After Mo Qi nodded, he wanted to help Xia Kui up, but was interrupted by Mo Li who rushed over.

"Mo Qi, where is your brother?" Mo Li kept shaking him.

"Sister, my elder brother has passed away..." As she finished speaking, tears rolled down her cheeks.

She suddenly collapsed to the ground, tears pouring down like a flood, and her silent crying gradually turned into loud crying.

Mo Qi said in the direction where Mo Chen was standing: "Second brother, follow me back to Shenyang Tianzong."

He was startled at first, then nodded and picked up Mo Li, who had fainted from excessive grief, and Feng Yichen tore open the space to send them back to Shenyang Tianzong, and then quickly followed the scent to find Mu Huayan's trace;

Mu Huayan followed the faint breath all the way to the outside of a ruin, and found Ji Baiyuan and the other two lying on the ground. After sniffing their breath, she found that they were still alive, so she simply treated their wounds and woke them up. Su Yun pointed to the front and said, "Sister Mu, go and save Elder Duan and the others..."

Feng Yichen followed closely behind and arrived here. Mu Huayan left them and went in the direction they pointed. They came to the island adjacent to the Ten Thousand Demons Valley. After using her spiritual sense to detect the traces of Duan Qiuran and the others.