Dead!
Just died like that!?
Turned to ash!
No longer exists!
Yu Junling looked at the place where Zhu Xi originally stood, her expression dumbfounded, eyes wide and mouth open, momentarily unable to react.
This is Zhu Xi!
The Grandmaster of Neo-Confucianism, the Saint of the Confucian Sect!!
Just like that, killed with a slap!?
It really feels like being in a dream, Yu Junling couldn't help rubbing her eyes, discovering that the scene in front of her hadn't changed, ensuring she wasn't hallucinating.
Zhu Xi really is dead!
Zhu Lang is also dead!!
Recently, the gloom that had been hanging over Yu Junling's heart suddenly dissipated, leaving her slightly bewildered, filled with excitement and joy, as well as infinite gratitude towards Qin Heng.
Ever since Zhu Xi returned with Zhu Lang half a month ago.
