"Happy?" Ling Chuxi was slightly puzzled. Immediately, Ling Chuxi understood and her heart felt extremely bitter.
Jun xiyue nodded her head and waved at Ling Chuxi. Her figure began to slowly disappear. Her expression had become so relaxed. Rather than saying that she was walking towards destruction, it would be better to say that she was free, completely free.
Ling Chuxi also waved her hand. She understood that from the beginning, everything Jun xiyue had done was not to complete The Last Wish of heavenly venerate six paths to resurrect him. It was merely for a mission, which was also her destiny.
As a talented cultivator, from the moment she was born, she had to shoulder such a mission and welcome such a destiny. She could not have a cultivation heart like other cultivators to pursue the great Dao, and could not even have a little fantasy like those hot-blooded young people. This was a kind of sorrow.
