Just lowered his head, looking at Yuan Xiaoyue's physical body, feeling a bit sad again.
"Xiao Yue ultimately could not be saved."
Luo Chen silently looked at this corpse.
Suddenly, he took out a piece of profound ice!
This profound ice was originally intended for Cang Long, but now it had another use.
Sword Qi burst from his fingertips, and ice chips fell away from the profound ice.
In an instant, an ice coffin took shape.
Luo Chen bent down, picked up Yuan Xiaoyue's body, and placed it inside.
"Everyone must die eventually, to leave the whole body to rest where one belongs, can be considered fulfillment."
Putting the ice coffin into the storage ring, Luo Chen waved to Bai Meiling.
"Let's go, we can't stay here anymore."
Bai Meiling was a bit dazed watching that scene; she found that Luo Chen had become much calmer about the death of friends.
As if he was already accustomed to it?
"Hmm?" Luo Chen glanced back at her.
Bai Meiling quickly caught up with him.
