The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady
chapter-2753-30041322

However, in the sky, they could not see the familiar figures, making people suddenly feel as though their hearts was hanging and a lump was stuck in their throats.

"Over there!" Vicious Wolf rubbed his eyes and saw a familiar figure not far away.

A white-clad small figure. Standing all alone there.

Around that figure, more familiar figures were lying quietly on the ground.

They seemed to be sleeping.

"They..." Vicious Wolf also wanted to speak, but after seeing the picture over there, his voice was completely broken.

Shen Yanxiao stood on the ground with her head down and without saying a word. By her side, Xiu was leaning against her leg with his eyes closed as if he were asleep.

Qi Xia, Yan Yu, Yang Xi, Li Xiaowei, Tang Nazhi, Shen Siyu, Dragon God, Lan Fengli, Vermillion Bird and others…

Those familiar figures were all silently lying on the ground, their chest without a trace of ups and downs.

Everyone covered their mouths and sat down in heartache. They gritted their teeth tightly or else a mournful cry would escape their mouths.

No one thought that the result of Satan’s self-destruction would be so tragic.

Of all the members, Shen Yanxiao was the only one who survived.

However...

Could this be considered living?

Shen Yanxiao looked at the familiar faces one by one and stayed on the same spot for a long time. She remembered that when Satan finally blew himself up, Xiu held her in his arms, and all the charging forces of destruction fell on Xiu without hurting her at all.

"What is this..." Shen Yanxiao pulled up the corners of her mouth stiffly and looked up at the dazzling sunshine in the sky.

"What is this..."

Barren Land, once a place where there was no sunshine all day long, but now you could feel the warmth of the sunlight everywhere.

The golden sunshine looked so full of warmth, but at this moment, she could only feel the chill from her soul.

Why was she the only one still alive?

Why must her lover, her companions all die?

“Du Lang.” Shen Yanxiao’s voice, which was so serene without any ups and downs, suddenly sounded.

"Lord, you..." Du Lang suddenly didn't know how to speak. He clenched his teeth to keep himself from crying.

Even the Lord War God was dead.

Their Lord, she...

"Listen carefully, from now on, the power of the Lord of the Barren Land will be distributed to the heads of the five great clans. They will choose suitable candidates to lead this land in the future. Everyone in the Barren Land will rest as soon as possible and contact the other four countries in the shortest possible time to determine their situation. Before the new lord is appointed, the human army will be managed by you, and the demons will remain under Fu Tu’s supervision." Shen Yanxiao said in a monotonous tone, without the slightest trace of undulation.

"Lord, what are you doing? I beg you, please don't do this. We... we really can't bear this." Even an iron-blooded man like Du Lang, upon seeing the current appearance of Shen Yanxiao as if she was saying her last words before death, couldn’t help but burst into tears.

"I am still the Lord of the Barren Land right now. You must heed my orders." Shen Yanxiao waved her hand and said nothing more.

Alone, she carried the corpses of her companions one by one to her side and stared at those familiar faces. Shen Yanxiao's heart had long been broken into tiny pieces.

She could no longer even feel the pain.

Her entire body was shivering with cold.

Du Lang and others wanted to come forward to help, but was blocked by the barrier created by Shen Yanxiao. They could only watch helplessly as Shen Yanxiao moved everyone neatly to her side one after another in a circle. Then she sat quietly inside the circle.