Qinggeng Stone Heart Records

A traditional novel about mountains and seas, a virgin novel, it will get better and better as it gets written. The content refers to Chapter 162. Chen Yao stood quietly in the storm, looking at Shi Heng at this moment, the crazy excitement in his eyes gradually faded away. What she has been seeking all her life is a glimmer of hope for the clan; but now, she can neither get it nor fight for it, and Shi Heng has also moved towards chaos, and she has no obsession anymore. The flush on his face slowly faded away, but in his heart there was a trace of indifference towards dying generously. "That's fine." "There is nothing to fight for, nothing to ask for, so be it." Chen Yao calmly dispersed the turbid energy and spiritual energy from his body, letting the mountain-like pressure sink down, and the corners of his lips curled up with a hint of relief. The power of the four great spirits surged and roared, intertwined with the chaotic evil light that filled the sky, and condensed into a giant black palm covering tens of feet that covered the sky, and slammed it down towards Chen Yao's head. Chen Yao closed her eyes. The roar that shook the wild valley exploded, and there was a sigh hidden in the roar of the wind, as if all the obsessions and shackles of a lifetime were put down. When the smoke and dust cleared, there was no more little girl Chenyao in the world.