However, when the line of sight in front of her was clear, her heart seemed to stop beating. The whole person stood there with a dazed expression, as if the whole person had lost his soul. There was no words for a long time, let alone a movement.

The dark clouds in the sky dissipated, the muffled thunder stopped, the wind stopped, and the rain was still falling. A white figure and a red figure, together with Guan Xilin Lengshuang and Lenghua, volleyed into the air. When they saw Feng Jiu standing below, they glanced at each other and hurriedly moved towards her.

"Little nine!"

"Ajiu!"

"master!"

Jun Jueshang, dressed in white, hugged Wanyan Qianhua. The two looked at each other, with solemn expressions on their faces. They couldn't help looking at the scorched black on the top of the mountain, with faint anxiety in their hearts.

"Xiao Jiu, Xiao Jiu, what's the matter? Where's Mo Ze?" Guan Xilin hurried to her side and saw that she hadn't even opened her spiritual body protection, letting the rain slap on her body. The red clothes are soaked, and the rain on the ink hair drips down the tips of the hair. I don’t know if it’s rain or tears...

He hurriedly used his robe to help her cover the wind and rain, but saw that she didn't even look at him, and walked forward, one step, two steps, slowly to the mountain top, where there is In front of a small pile of charcoal, he knelt down with a plop.

Seeing this, the hearts of the few people behind sank. Leng Shuang and Leng Hua didn't say anything, but when they saw the master kneeling, they also knelt down silently.

Jun Jueshang motioned to Wanyan Qianhua beside him, Wanyan Qianhua paused, then walked forward, came to Feng Jiu's side and squatted down: "What's the matter? Moze, what's wrong with him?"

Feng Jiu stared at the pile of charcoal in front of him, moved his lips, and muttered, "He is gone, he is gone..."

Wanyan Qianhua looked back at Jun Jueshang, and the anxiety in her heart became stronger.

"The world he is in charge of, we sensed the changes in the world, the mountains and the earth cracked, and the sky thunder continued, guessing what happened to him." Jun Jueshang walked to Wanyan Qianhua's side and looked at the pile of coals in front of him. , His eyes flickered slightly: "He has experienced the catastrophe?"

"Seven seven forty-nine sky thunders, one a day, lasted for a full forty-nine days. The sky thunders are getting stronger every day, and today, it is exactly the forty-ninth."

Feng Jiu murmured, "He is full of wounds and can't find a complete piece of skin. That day, Thundercutter struck him with lightning, which has already left him exhausted."

"Before today's sky thunder fell, right here, the sky pillar formed by nine lightning bolts surrounded him. I couldn't see him. Once the sky thunder fell, he was gone."

Her voice was hoarse and astringent, she raised her head again as she spoke, letting the rain wash her face, she looked at the sky like crying and laughing, and suddenly shouted loudly: "Mo Ze! Mo Ze! Come out! Come out!"

Tears flowed down with the rain. She seemed exhausted, and her voice gradually became weak: "Mo Ze, where are you? Husband, come out, come out... We are still looking for children, our children have not been found yet. Come, how can you bear to leave? How can you bear to leave me and the children? Mo Ze, you come back, let's go home, OK..."

Her figure shook slightly, as if the exhaustion of the forty-nine days had erupted at this moment, and because of the rain, she could no longer sustain herself.