Chapter 2061 Distressed

"Miss, it's scary, it's really scary. Everyone is dead, I want to get to you quickly with Xiaochi on my back, but the road is so far, I can't get there, I'm so worried about miss, but I'm so desperate... ...I thought I was doomed and could never go back to Miss..."

Qingluan cried very sadly, full of grief and grievances to vent her despair, Xiyue raised her head a little stiffly, patted her constantly wiggling back, and said nothing.

Xi Jia and others also wiped away their tears again and again. The scene before their generous death seemed to be still in front of them. They were already ready to sacrifice, but they did not expect that they would survive.

It's really nice that they can still be with the lady again.

"啾啾~~ It's so noisy, don't cry, I'm tired of hearing it. Do you know how much Xi Yue paid for resurrecting you? She was tired all day and night and didn't stop her spirit and spiritual power running. You won't let her rest first?"

"What?!" Xi Jia and the others suddenly woke up, unable to care about the sadness, and looked at Xi Yue nervously, "Miss, you... What price did you pay?"

"Miss, are you alright?"

Xi Yue didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Don't listen to that stupid bird, don't you think I'm doing fine now?"

The little red bird came out of the space long ago, flapping its wings and chirps in protest, only to be stunned by Xiyue's glare before she stopped talking.

Qingluan looked around and said, "Miss, where is this place? Where is the master? Did the master come to your side to save you later?"

Qingluan's simple words made Xi Yue's face turn pale all of a sudden.

The hearts of everyone froze for a while, only to feel a bad premonition welling up in their hearts.

Xi Yue took a deep breath, but quickly regained her calm, and said lightly, "This is not the Miluo Continent, but the Siam Continent... Ten years have passed since the original war..."

Ignoring Qingluan and Xijia's shocked expressions, Xiyue briefly recounted what happened on the top of Cangshan, including how she came to the Siam mainland, and returned to the wild continent unintentionally. Knowing that the power of the Buddha can bring them back to life.

Xi Yue's tone was flat, and there was not much sadness in her eyes, but Qing Luan could not help crying.

She not only cried about the death of Nangong Yu, but also about the disappearance of Qinglong and other partners, what she felt more distressed was the girl in front of her.

Xi Yue is actually only a teenager. In the world of cultivation, this is such an immature age.

But her young lady had so much sadness on her shoulders, she even lost her newlywed husband, she came alone in torment, and her only belief was to revive them.

Such a young lady makes Qingluan's heart hurt as long as she thinks of it, as if it will shatter.

Xi Jia's thinking was very simple, they didn't say a word, they knelt down one by one and knelt down in a row.

There is no need to say the words of swearing allegiance, and there is no need to say the words of gratitude, this girl has long become their only belief, the purpose of their life.

Even though she was a high-ranking master, she did not hesitate to give everything to resurrect them. She even knew from the mouth of the little red bird that she almost died when she ran out of oil.

It is the luck that they have accumulated over several lifetimes to meet such a master.

After the emotional reunion after a long absence, Xi Yue quickly returned to normal, looked at a few people and asked, "How is your cultivation now?"