Chapitre 1172: The Worries of the Higher-ups

Even though Gu Xinghe shouted at the top of his lungs, Qin Yu no longer paid any attention to him.

He returned to the Divine Alchemist Pavilion.

At this moment, the Divine Alchemist Pavilion was already in ruins.

Qin Yu carried Zhai Xing's corpse and went to the back mountain.

He had built a tomb for Zhai Xing, and the name of Zhai Xing was engraved on the tombstone.

There was a bit of desolation on the back mountain. Qin Yu looked at Zhai Xing's tomb and felt a myriad of emotions in his heart.

Along the way, how many people around him would die, and how many people would make it to the end?

"Zhai Xing has never done any bad things in his life," the Pavilion Master said in a low voice from the side.

Qin Yu didn't make a sound.

This world had never been judged by good or bad. Who knew how many evil people got away, and who knew how many kind-hearted people had died unnatural deaths?