The arrival of the great wing caused a stir among the people within the Seven Blood Pupils. While countless individuals looked up from below, Xu Qing was trying to transmit a message to his Second Senior Sister, but it didn't go through.
When Old Master Seventh sent him off, he had mentioned that Second Senior Sister was in seclusion, attempting a breakthrough.
Hence, Xu Qing didn't stay in the Seven Blood Eyes. As the great wing moved, he left this place and sped toward the eastern part of the Nanhuang Continent.
To Xu Qing in the past, the Nanhuang Continent was very large. It was so large that he had to undergo teleportation no matter where he went. However, after experiencing so many things and looking at the Nanhuang Continent again, Xu Qing already understood why Old Master Seventh said that the Nanhuang Continent was an island back then.
Compared to the Wanggu Continent, the Nanhuang Continent was indeed just an island.
With the great wing's speed, Xu Qing arrived at the scavenger campsite in just half a day.
The place was still as dirty and chaotic as before, and the scavengers inside were no longer familiar to Xu Qing.
For those scavengers who wandered between life and death, unless they were very lucky, their lifespan would usually only be a few years.
Xu Qing looked at all of this from the sky. A while later, he walked over alone and stepped into this familiar and unfamiliar scavenger campsite.
As he walked, Xu Qing passed by scavengers and buildings. The natural concealment aura from his body caused him to be forgotten in the eyes of mortals.
This was the ability of D132's nascent soul.
There was an increased difficulty to affect cultivators and make them forget, but within the scavenger camp, this ability could erase everything.
Xu Qing silently walked over. His target was very clear.
It wasn't his former residence he was heading to, but the small street that had been stained with blood years ago.
There was a general store there.
The shop was still there but the shopkeeper was no longer the same as before.
Across the street from the shop, under the eaves of a building, sat a figure in a black robe.
The robe concealed their frail body, and their face was obscured. Only a massive demon scythe rested on their shoulder, indicating their presence.
It was Qing Qiu.
Around her, there were a few scavengers' corpses that no one dared to take away. Clearly, they were people who didn't know their place and provoked her. After all, not everyone in this world had normal thoughts.
It was also because of Qing Qiu's existence that this small street was very quiet. All the owners of the shops were trembling and didn't dare to speak.
She had clearly been here for some time. Perhaps it was to investigate some clues, or perhaps she couldn't believe what she had seen in the county capital.
Hence, she waited here silently.
Perhaps even she herself didn't know what she was waiting for.
The sound of footsteps rang out from this empty street.
Xu Qing walked toward Qing Qiu step by step until he reached her side.
Qing Qiu looked ahead but didn't turn her head. Her grip on the evil ghost's scythe tightened slightly before slowly relaxing. She didn't speak.
Xu Qing followed her gaze and looked at the general store.
Vaguely, he seemed to see a dirty little girl with a scar on her face busying herself in the shop.
It had been seven years.
Seven years ago, when they met here among the scavengers, they were all lucky survivors who had experienced the gaze of the god's fragmented-face.
Seven years later, they returned again.
Xu Qing didn't speak and Qing Qiu was also silent. However, her shoulders began to tremble.
After a long time, Xu Qing took out a small ball of oil paper and placed it on the ground in front of Qing Qiu.
"Someone once gave me a piece of candy here and told me that when she was sad, she would feel better after eating it."
Xu Qing spoke softly.
"I can roughly guess the waves in your heart, but I want to tell you that I ate that piece of candy back then and resolved the sadness in my heart. I bought this piece for you from the Seven Blood Eyes."
Xu Qing's voice was filled with reminiscence. After he finished speaking, he turned and left. After taking more than ten steps, Xu Qing stopped in his tracks. He didn't turn his head and spoke solemnly.
"Also, remember to report back to the Secretariat Department."
"Yes!" Qing Qiu replied instinctively. After she finished speaking, she reacted and immediately lowered her head, gripping her scythe tightly.
The corners of Xu Qing's mouth curled up and he didn't say anything else as he walked into the distance.
After he left, the wind blew, stirring up the dead leaves on the ground. It also caused the oil paper to sway. It also landed on Qing Qiu's body, shaking her mind.
Previously, when she saw Xu Qing's nascent soul above the platform in the county capital, her heart stirred like never before.
That sudden scene was a little hard for her to accept.
She couldn't believe that the source of her efforts to become stronger, the person she had been longing to find in the Nanhuang Continent, was actually by her side for the past two years.
Moreover, he was so outstanding and powerful that even she, who wasn't willing to admit that she was inferior, had no choice but to admit this fact.
This caused her to be at a loss and endless complicated feelings rose in her heart. This was because all her efforts and bitter cultivation in the past were all for the sake of protecting that important figure in her life one day.
Just like back then, when the other party stood in front of her and replaced the bamboo slip to protect her.
This was her pursuit and also her dream.
But now, the person she wanted to protect didn't need her to do anything at all.
In fact, these few days, she recalled the past in the county capital. Ever since the Ten Guts Trees, she had actually been silently protected.
Hence, she came here with a complicated heart. While she slowly sorted out all of this, she also had some anticipation. Would she meet Brother Kid here?
And she really met him.
"Damn it!"
Qing Qiu gritted her teeth and thought of her instinctive response earlier. Hence, she angrily lifted her hand and reached for the oil paper in front of her. However, when she touched it, it became incomparably gentle. She treated it like a treasure and held the ball of oil paper in her palm.
