1917: I'll See You Again

I'll See You Again

These women could not resist the attack of this group of enemies after all.2

Their bodies were covered with blood and wounds, but they still did not retreat from the battlefield...

The blood-colored sunset enveloped the entire land.

Blood stained this mountain red, and they fell in a pool of blood within a few moments…

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"Qing'er..."

A soft voice caught Feng Ruqing's ears, causing her to regain her senses gradually.

All the memories disappeared from her mind. She lowered her eyes to look at the woman in the ice-coffin; tears streamed down her face.

"I'm fine..." Feng Ruqing shook her head.

That… should be the memory left by the girl in the ice-coffin.

It was such an unforgettable moment as if she had witnessed the destruction right before her eyes.

Perhaps until their dying moments, their hearts still firmly believed that the Ninth Emperor would return.

Yes, the Ninth Emperor did return.

But… It was too late.

Feng Ruqing fell heavily to the ground.

"Mother!"

Fu Chen was a little puzzled and did not understand what had happened to Feng Ruqing.

He wanted to go forward, but Nan Xian stopped him.

"Don't."

Fu Chen was stunned and looked at Nan Xian blankly; he felt like his father knew something.

However, he still obeyed and stood still, pursing his lips.

"I'm back..."

Feng Ruqing's voice was filled with grief. "I do not remember anything, but... I know I have arrived late."

A thousand years have passed.

She came back this time, but it was really too late.

All these people could never come back.

Feng Ruqing clenched her fists tightly. She gradually closed her eyes, and only after half a second did she open them abruptly; a hint of coldness flashed in her eyes.

She remembered that Fu Chen once told her that after the Ninth Emperor's disappearance, all the enemies came to her door, leading to the destruction of the Divine Herbs Sect back then, and they became homeless…

"State Preceptor..." Feng Ruqing stood up, looking at the ice-coffins in front of her. "These ice-coffins are set up with a formation that prevents their souls from being reincarnated. I want to take them away and bury them properly so that they can come back again."

"Alright..."

Nan Xian's eyes fell upon those ice-coffins. His voice was expressionless.

Feng Ruqing waved her hand and sent all these ice-coffins into the medium.

"Just now, when I touched the ice-coffins, I could see the memories they left behind.

"I saw a lot of people attack them, and they died here. I guess the enemies build this ice-coffin not to let them reincarnate, trapping them in this palace forever..."

Feng Ruqing's heart ached as she thought of those scenes.

'These girls were so silly and refused to leave…

'They died while guarding the gate because they always thought that the Ninth Emperor would return…

'But the Ninth Emperor was already dead…'

If she were still there, no one would have dared to attack them.

"Let's go."

Feng Ruqing exhaled slowly, forcing herself to shut her mind from thinking of that memory.

She did not know what else was inside, so she did not dare to let her guard down.

Nan Xian gently brushed Feng Ruqing's head. He lowered his eyes and smiled faintly. "After we take them away, they will be able to reincarnate, and who knows if fate will bring them together again..."

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