The group of dead moths wanted to continue chasing the man in black robes, but after listening to the old monk's words, they seemed to be spiritual, and they all flew back and hovered over the old monk.

The old monk was not afraid of death. He smiled happily, as if he really saw his old friends: "I never thought I could see you before I really died. With brothers like you, I will die without regrets!"

The dead man moth could not speak, and was surrounding the old monk unwilling to leave. Soon a moth came over and landed on the old monk's forehead. Several other moths also surrounded it and wiped the old monk's blood on it.

On the moth's wings on the forehead.

The old monk seemed to understand what they wanted to do. He shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "It's useless. I died more than a hundred years ago. I have no soul and cannot be a dead man moth."

Those moths were unwilling to give up and continued a series of actions, but as the old monk said, it had no effect.

"Please take this sword for me and give it to the white cat. This is an ancient artifact given to me by the tower. I will give it to him when I don't need it anymore. I..." The old monk had something else to say, but

He didn't finish speaking, but closed his eyes.

The old monk's expression did not show any pain, but with a faint smile, he died peacefully.

The group of dead moths surrounded the old monk and refused to disperse. After a while, they all came to the Phoenix Blood Sword.

Those dead moths that looked so weak were actually not weak at all. More than a dozen moths were able to hold up the Phoenix Blood Sword, safely cross a large snow-capped mountain, and fly in the direction of Chen Chen.

The man in black robe did not leave. Looking at this scene from a distance, he was sure that the old monk was really dead, so he left with peace of mind.

He did not go to Chen Chen because his soul was severely damaged just now.

Chen Chen didn't know how far he had walked, and he could no longer hear the sound of the old monk fighting.

Looking back, the man in black robe could not catch up. Chen Chen stopped and stared in that direction.

"Master, before today, I have always been suspicious of you. From this point of view, I think too much, but don't worry, I will help you take care of this grudge."

Chen Chen said again: "No matter who the man in black robe is, I want him to die!"

Just like that, Chen Chen had one more enemy.

He added: "When I find the bronze door, I will try to resurrect you, Master. I hope this method works."

Chen Chen took a deep breath, suppressed all the complicated emotions in his heart, and was about to go back to the tower. The only one who could help him now was Xueyin.

Thinking of this, he had to rush back as soon as possible.

But not long after walking, Chen Chen felt a cold wind blowing behind him, and was surprised to see a large group of death moths coming behind him.

Chen Chen was about to run away, but when he looked carefully, the death moths actually flew over with a blood-red sword in their hands. The sword was placed in front of Chen Chen. Isn't this the old monk's Phoenix Blood Sword?

"This sword..."

Chen Chen's voice choked up. Although he had expected that the old monk would die under the silver spear of the man in black robe, he always maintained hope in his heart that the old monk could escape.

When he saw the Phoenix Blood Sword, Chen Chen understood that the old monk was really dead.

"You are the old monk's comrades, and he asked you to give me the sword?" Chen Chen raised his head and asked the dead moths with sobs.

The dead man moth couldn't speak, but it flapped its wings at the same time and made a sound of the same frequency, as if responding to Chen Chen's words.

Chen Chen pressed his cat's paw on the hilt of the sword, and the Phoenix Blood Sword immediately buzzed and slowly flew up.

"Don't worry, I will definitely use this sword to avenge the old monk." Chen Chen raised his paw and promised.

He was about to put the Phoenix Blood Sword into his inventory, but found that the two sides were mutually exclusive and couldn't put it in.

"Why is this? Does the Phoenix Blood Sword really need to be nourished with my blood before it can be used by me?" Chen Chen thought of what the man in black robe said when the old monk took out the sword.

In this case, Chen Chen dropped his own blood on the Phoenix Blood Sword, but a strange scene suddenly happened.

All I saw was that the red light on the Phoenix Blood Sword surged, and there were waves of sword sounds, and finally disappeared along the wounds on Chen Chen's body.

Chen Chen can clearly feel that he and this sword are integrated into one. Is this the integration of man and sword?

After standing there and thinking for a while, Chen Chen decided to return the same way. He was going to find the old monk's body and take it away. After finding the bronze door, he could resurrect him as soon as possible.

But when Chen Chen returned to the scene of the battle, he found that the body was gone and only a handful of ashes were left on the ground, with scattered snowflakes falling to cover the ashes.

There are also some dead man moths left here, unwilling to leave for a long time.

"Is this body gone?" Chen Chen gritted his teeth. He once again felt that his strength was too weak.

He is so weak that he despises himself.

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Returning to the tower, Chen Chen did not feel the joy of the Fire Lotus Ice Snake, but only felt depressed.

"Bad woman, I'm back!"

Chen Chen approached the first floor of the tower and shouted inside.

No one responded to Chen Chen, but a strong smell of blood came from inside, making Chen Chen shocked: "Not good!"

The man in black robes could attack him and the old monk, and he would definitely attack Su Bing and the others. Chen Chen thought he had missed this point, and he had an uneasy premonition.

Something must have happened.

Immediately he walked inside the tower and what he saw was corpses all over the ground, scattered inside, both human and animal.

"Xueyin!"

Chen Chen also saw Xueyin's body, its snow-white hair stained red with blood, lying in a corner of the tower.

Chen Chen walked over quickly and found that Xueyin's body was already cold. He might have been dead for a long time, but he might have just died because it was too cold here.

"Bad woman, Miss Ling!"

Chen Chen immediately got up and shouted loudly, but no one responded.

He quickly searched around and found no one alive, and among the corpses on the ground, they were all those of the enemy, not them.

"They should be fine. Whoever dares to hurt my bad woman, I will make his life worse than death." Chen Chen gritted his teeth and slapped his cat's paws hard on the ground, making a loud sound.

The strange thing is that there is not even a crack in the ground.

Chen Chen added: "They will be fine. They may have been caught, or they may have escaped, yes! They must have escaped. As long as they reach the second floor, they can be teleported away. That must be the case."

Chen Chen comforted himself for a while, telling himself that he needed to calm down.

Only when you calm down can you know what to do next, whether to find someone or kill the man in black robe.

But Chen Chen's heart was still very confused. The more he tried to calm himself down, the less he could calm down.

Those dead moths also flew back with Chen Chen. The stars were twinkling beautifully, but Chen Chen was not in the mood to appreciate them.

squeak!

The death moths suddenly let out a shrill chirp.

Chen Chen, who was irritated, just wanted them to stop making noise, but when he looked up, he found that the moths were all surrounding the wall.
Chapter completed!