Chapter: 8873

Try it for a few days.

They are disappointed.

"It's over, it's over."

"Go back, without Patriarch Tongtian, without Prince Warren, Immortal Hanyang will rule the world."

"Yes, it's over."

People of all races left one after another.

And the ancient martial arts world.

The whole world is beautiful and exquisite, everything is revived, and many seriously injured people have recovered.

But still lost a lot.

Zhang Han sat alone on the stone platform.

"Wooooow,"

Xiao Hei approached slowly, lying beside Zhang Han, his eyes filled with tears, and he cried out in a low and pitiful voice.

Dahei was the orangutan that Zhang Han met for the first time. Sitting behind Zhang Han, looking at the sea in front of him, he also fell into a daze.

The little ship of the curse moved slowly in the rear, and it was in its nascent state, but the muffled sound from inside the spaceship sounded sad.

"Xiaoyan."

Zhang Guangyou, Rong Jiali, Yue Wuwei, Chen Changqing, and everyone stood there motionless.

"Why is this the result?" Rong Jiali broke down and cried.

"Master." Mu Xue covered her mouth and wept silently.

Kong Linger stared blankly ahead.

That figure, and the scene just now, he loves Zi Yan deeply, it's deep in his bones.

Think about how ridiculous it was when she wanted to pursue Zhang Han.

Gone, Zi Yan died, left, no one can heal the pain in his heart.

"Daughter, daughter."

Xu Xinyu was paralyzed and sat on the ground.

Ziqiang, Zilong...

At this moment, this group of people in the ancient martial arts world felt very uncomfortable.

Five hours passed.

"ah!"

Suddenly, Mengmeng woke up like a dream, shouting: "No!"

She opened her eyes and immediately looked around, how longing, this is a dream.