Xingtie: After my death, Liuying will understand love.

Chapter 550: Death of Phantom

Although the death of the envoy was not as grand as that of the star god, strange phenomena still occurred.

A withered lotus of destruction appeared in the sky above Luofu, and the reflected glow dyed half the sky red like dusk.

At this moment, Huanlong witnessed her own death in Luofu, and until the end she still could not escape the fate of death.

"What a luxurious firework."

Jing Yuan looked at the withering lotus in the sky and smiled. The hunting revenge came as expected, bringing true destruction to the Lord of Extinction.

It was the first time that Fu Xuan witnessed the fall of an envoy. It was so grand... as if a part of his destiny had turned into a falling meteor.

Feixiao looked in the direction of Sanyueqi. For some reason, she could sense the scent of hunting from the girl.

The originally biting cold was dissipating with the warmth of early spring, and the pupils in March Seven's eyes, which were like blazing gold, were gradually returning to a soft pink-blue color.

"An Ming."

San Yue Qi spoke calmly, her eyes just staring at him quietly, "I'll wait for you over there."

When the peach blossoms lightly touched her hair, San Yue Qi blinked and looked at the large group of people around her in confusion. Although she had killed Huan Long in the spiritual world, why were everyone looking at her?

"An Ming?"

It was then that Sanyueqi noticed An Ming in front of him and found that his shirt was frozen to pieces. The naked little Sanyue felt a little embarrassed.

An Ming responded by hugging San Yue Qi tightly. "Welcome back, San Yue."

"I am always here, and you can't chase me away even if you want to!"

San Yue Qi chuckled, and when he looked down, he saw the long sword at his waist that looked like a first cherry blossom, and belatedly said, "Did we...really beat Huan Long?"

"Yeah March, it's all thanks to you."

Fu Xuan smiled and nodded at her not far away. No one saw the thrilling battle in the spiritual world, but when March 7 woke up, everyone felt his transformation.

That was an aura that was completely integrated with Kenshin.

In that battle, San Yueqi officially obtained her sword heart and the sword that truly existed for her.

"Wuwuwu March-!"

Xing rushed over crying, and Sanyueqi was moved and opened her arms, wanting to welcome her best friend.

"Give me back my hunting destiny, wuwuwu! I will hate you forever!!!" Xing cried and elbowed March Seventh. Obviously, awakening her hunting destiny and March Seventh's victory over Huanlong were both things to be happy about, but why did these two things make her so sad when they became one?

I'm not afraid of my best friend driving the star train, I'm just afraid that my best friend will wake up and turn into a peerless master.

Sanyueqi comforted the defenseless Ah Xing with a helpless look, "Okay, okay, don't cry," she suddenly showed a gentle smile.

How could someone as happy as her need Chiyue?

Sanyueqi condensed the red moon from his palm again and handed it to Jingyuan, with a faint smile on his lips, "Next time, you have to roast it well."

Jing Yuan scratched his head, laughed dryly and said, "Then you really need to open a Yunqi BBQ restaurant and train for a few years." He accepted Chi Yue and nodded slightly to Fei Xiao.

It was not until this moment that Jiaoqiu finally breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the result was perfect. Chiyue was not scrapped, and Feixiao's illness could still be cured.

"March 7, thank you."

Feixiao walked up to thank Sanyueqi solemnly, and looked at Anming with some confusion, "I still don't understand what the marshal said at that time."

That opportunity has not appeared until now. Could it be because of the relationship between San Yueqi and An Ming?

After so many years of dealing with the Riddler, An Ming finally understood what Hua wanted to express, and a dazzling golden color lit up in his eyes.

"Live."

Fei Xiao was slightly startled, and was a little dazed at first, until he realized that his body was recovering to its peak state at a terrifying speed.

"that's it?"

"that's it."

An Ming sighed helplessly. If every riddle teller could speak human language these days, it would surely reduce a lot of troublesome guessing.

Feixiao also showed a hearty smile when he heard it, thinking that he was indeed the marshal, and he must have seen everything that happened in Luofu from the very beginning.

"I'm going to go back and have a rest," Fu Xuan yawned sleepily. She seldom stayed up late, unless she was communicating with An Ming at a negative distance, then she would not feel sleepy.

"Miss Tingyun is fine too. It looks like a happy ending for everyone," Liuying pursed her lips and smiled. This was the best possible result.

In this way, the crisis of Luofu was completely resolved, and all that remained was the smooth holding of the martial arts ceremony.

"An Ming An Ming!"

San Yueqi pulled An Ming's arm with excitement, her cheeks flushed, "My swordsmanship has improved a little... Do you want to practice it tonight?"

An Ming didn't understand what San Yueqi meant for a moment, and thought he wanted to practice swordsmanship, so he nodded without hesitation, "Okay, but will it be too late to sleep?"

"Oh, it's not too late!"

Sanyueqi laughed and did not forget to bring Liuying along, so that at least he would have teammates to help share the firepower of Fu Xuan and Robin tomorrow.

Liuying blinked innocently and asked softly, "What about me in the second half of the night?"

And at this time in the inn.

Huang Quan, who was eating a peach, looked at the clock silently and blinked slightly in confusion.

"Why are they all missing?"

Huang Quan was confused and puzzled, wondering what went wrong. She came out in the early morning to get a peach to eat, only to find that she was the only one left in the inn.

Caring for the lonely and widowed starts with Anming.

In fact, An Ming was simply afraid that Huang Quan would chop Huanlong into pieces with one sword, which would make it impossible to save Chiyue, not to mention that it would affect the main storyline. What would happen if Feixiao's evolution was chopped off with one sword?

Although in the end he was chopped off by March Seven's sword...

At this time, Robin pushed the door open and came back, holding a hot barbecue in his hand. He looked at Huang Quan and said, "Want a midnight snack?"

There was no chance for Little Bird to play in tonight's Illusion crusade, as it was a typical battle with no shortage of output. Coupled with the auxiliary buff of the Robin, Big Illusion teacher had no chance of survival.

Huang Quan nodded and picked up a string of bird skewers and started eating.

The robin was also a little hungry, and was slightly burned when it put the bird skewer into its mouth.

Huang Quan Ling Frame next to him started to fight: "Look, you are anxious again."

Robin: "?"

I, Aqing, won’t make up for it!

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