After rebirth, Senior Sister, she has the power to be close to others

"Boom—"

The dull thunder became louder and louder, and the chaotic purple thunder seemed to break out of the shackles of the thick clouds and tear the holy clouds apart.

The dazzling purple light rushed past quickly, followed by the roar of huge thunder, which shocked the monks below.

Finally, Zi Lei broke through the restraints.

The sound became increasingly deafening, like swords striking each other, like mountains collapsing and the earth cracking.

"Boom--!!"

In an instant, a huge purple light tore through the sky.

From the depths of the vast clouds, they surged towards Su Chanyi.

The moment the chaotic purple thunder descended, Su Quan also threw a pagoda-shaped magic weapon out of thin air, covering an area hundreds of miles around Su Chanyi.

As soon as the magic weapon came out, the ground seemed to shake for a moment.

The pressure dissipated instantly.

Quiet.

It was quiet as if nothing happened here.

If it weren't for the cracked ground and the holy clouds that had not yet dispersed in the sky, they would have doubted whether it was just a dream or an illusion.

"Failed to overcome the tribulation?" Until someone said something.

The discussion spread instantly.

"Where is Su Chanyi? Under the pagoda?"

"I seemed to see Su Chanyi disappear the moment she came into contact with the Chaos Purple Thunder. Before I could see clearly, she was isolated by the pagoda."

"What level of weapon is this tower? Why haven't I seen the Su family master use it before?"

"There is no movement around. The monks who successfully overcome the tribulation will be baptized. Su Chanyi is afraid..."

"Hush, you're looking for death, let's talk about this now!"

"..."

"Grandpa, little sister..." Su Qingxi was choked with sobs.

Su Yunxiao also looked at Su Quan with hope.

Su Quan didn't answer. Feeling the gradually weakening life force in the spirit beast bag, Su Su's fingers couldn't help but tremble.

He slowly walked under the glaze-colored pagoda, his eyes a little cloudy.

Why..., this is not what you should suffer.

Survive, as long as you survive, you will be you from now on.

Seeing Su Quan's appearance, Su Qingxi finally couldn't hold back the tears she was holding back. Her body became weak and she fell to the ground instantly.

"Little sister..."

Even Su Yunxiao, the "cold-blooded and ruthless" Pavilion Master of the World according to outsiders, had tears in his eyes.

Seeing this, the monks who were surrounding him scattered.

They didn't want to get into trouble with the Su family at this time.

Wu Mingzi and his four disciples stood beside the Su family and remained silent for a long time.

The disciples and elders of the Su family who came here all had sad expressions on their faces.

In the corner where no one could see, Ye Xuan staggered, no matter how Yao Sheng called in his mind, he just walked towards the pagoda blindly.

Pain, heart trembling like a knife.

Seeing this, Yao Sheng sighed helplessly and directly used his spiritual energy to condense a magic circle around Ye Xuan. In an instant, Ye Xuan disappeared from the place.

……

After a few days and nights, the monks around him had dispersed, and there were a few more figures.

Xiao Lingyun put away his laxity, sat beside the pagoda and drank bottle after bottle of Taoyao wine with a wry smile.

"Fellow Daoist Su, we will have a good fight when you come out. Tell me, why did Chaos Purple Thunder choose you..."

Fu Wuchen stood aside, twisting the beads in his hands, and finally took Xiao Lingyun's bottle:

"Master Xiao, Miss Su..." Maybe she is still alive.

But Fu Wuchen didn't dare to say this. They had been inseparable for a year. He understood Xiao Lingyun and Su Chanyi. To him, they were equally close friends and a bosom friend that was rare to find in the world.

……

It was a few days later.

A white figure with celestial energy came with a sword. Looking at the surrounding situation, he couldn't help but shake his head.

Finally, he said to Su Quan: "Master Su, my condolences."

Hearing this, all the eyes around him fell on the visitor angrily.

"What do you mean!" Xiao Lingyun stood up instantly, holding the Su Wushuang flute at his waist.

Su Qingxi's eyes were red and swollen, and she immediately stood up and looked directly at the visitor: "Immortal Yuanqing! Please pay attention to your words!"

Before Yuan Qing could speak, he saw a head sticking out from behind Yuan Qing, and then a woman with a delicate face walked out.

The woman's aura is as bright as orchid, and she is also dressed in white.

If you look closely, you will find that the woman has an innocent expression. Although she is young, her face is as beautiful as a lotus in the water.

The woman walked up to Yuan Qing, looked at Su Qingxi with a slightly coquettish tone and said:

"You are so rude. My master is just discussing the matter. People cannot be resurrected after death. Senior Sister Su is already dead. What are you doing?"

Hearing this, everyone's faces darkened again, and their gazes towards the two people seemed to be quenched with poison, and they all stood up one after another.

Before they could make any move, Su Qingxi whipped out her whip and swung it at the two of them.

"Master."

Yuan Qing felt that the person next to him was holding the corner of his clothes nervously, with a hint of fear in his voice. He quickly pushed the person behind him and knocked over Su Qingxi who was coming towards him with a wave of his sleeve.

Everyone else picked up the weapons in their hands and looked at the two of them angrily.

Su Quan looked unclear, stopped everyone's movements, and slowly stepped forward:

"Yuanqing? What is it?"

Unexpectedly, the woman behind Yuan Qing spoke again: "Master Su, but you are only at the Nascent Soul realm. My master is much more powerful than you. If it weren't for the Su family behind you, what qualifications do you have to talk about my master."

Yuan Qing heard that his disciple was obviously scared, but he still defended himself and gently hid the person behind him:

"Yao'er, it's okay, leave it to my master."

Su Quan looked at this scene of deep master-disciple love with cold eyes.

Seeing this, Wu Mingzi on the side shook his head in disappointment. As the head of the first family, his strength is beyond what Yuan Qing can shake.