She is the white moonlight in my heart

Chapter 721 Silent Sorrow

Darkness loomed over the sky.

"Master Xu Huan is dead, I advise you to surrender!"

The strangest man smiled evilly, very proud, he flapped his wings and flew into the sky, like a huge bat, watching from the sky, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

After Xu Huan died, Hou Zhe was stunned, and his face turned pale.

Feng, Lan... They, like Hou Zhe, couldn't believe what they heard. Xu Huan died.

They don't believe it, they don't want to believe it.

At this point, the war seemed to be coming to an end.

The chaotic battlefield became quiet because of what Su Yi said in the air: "Master Xu Huan is dead..." It was extremely quiet, so quiet that it was creepy.

"Xu Huan is dead..."

Xu Huan is dead, Xu Huan is dead...

The sound spread to Yun Luoxi's ears and to her heart. Suddenly, her complexion changed and she convulsed.

"Where is my Huan?"

Suddenly, a lingering female voice echoed in the air above the circular square, echoing twice.

Her voice was loud and empty, and the echo was strange and sad.

Everyone there heard it, they all heard it, they heard it.

Someone suddenly shouted: "Queen Rossi is back..."

Yun Luoxi appeared, in front of everyone.

She was dressed in a plain white dress. She was still wearing the same clothes that she fainted that day. With her bare feet, she stepped on the bloody ground.

She, one step, two steps, three steps... walking, stepping heavily on each step.

The black crowd automatically gave way to a path, which led directly to the round platform in the circular square.

She saw the figure on the round platform from a distance, and the figure lying there was so familiar that she couldn't be more familiar.

Yun Luoxi's footsteps could no longer be stretched, she stepped on the blood-stained ground and rushed to the round platform.

She flew past like a butterfly, a hurt butterfly.

When her line of sight got closer and closer to the figure she wanted to see, she stopped like a brake, holding her breath.

She didn't dare to get close, and she didn't dare to get close to the figure that was close at hand.

She didn't dare to approach, he just lay there.

Xu Huan lay on the ground.

The blood on his chest, like a huge rose, bloomed with patterns of death, colored her eyes, and deeply numb all the blood in her body.

The moment she saw Xu Huan, her whole body felt cold, numb and cold, and she froze.

She walked over slowly, she was very calm, very calm walked over.

He was lying on the ground with his eyes closed.

His face was very white, whiter than paper, and his lips were even less bloody, they were already dark.

She stretched out her hand and gently touched his side face. It was cold, the cold penetrated into her fingertips, stinging her skin.

She leaned her head slowly and tremblingly, forehead to forehead, and she touched him.

Yun Luoxi closed her eyes, tears of sorrow slipped from the corners of her eyes, dripped down her face onto Xu Huan's forehead, one, two, three...

None of the people present spoke, everyone was silent, and looked at the white shadow on the stage quietly.

Her current clothes were dyed a gorgeous rose color, and everyone could feel the extreme sorrow in her heart.

Anyone who can feel the extremely depressing sadness exuding from her body can hear the sound of her tears dripping down.

Her silent pain infected the soul of everyone present.

They fell silent, bowing their heads silently.

Yun Luoxi and Xu Huan's foreheads were pressed against each other tightly, and this posture was maintained for a long, long time, 1 minute, 2 minutes...

Half an hour has passed.

The strangest thing in the sky landed on Yun Luoxi's back silently, facing her back, he raised his long sword and landed.

Hou Zhe, Gu, Lan, Si, Feng, Twins, Twins.

Their pupils trembled, and they wanted to shout in unison, "No..."

But it's too late...

Will Yun Luoxi die?

(End of this chapter)