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Zi Yin's trust was suddenly cracked, I'm afraid... But LY827 is far away in the sky, and the stronghold he knows is also far away from the hinterland of the Central Plains. Where did they launch such a dense rain of bullets?Could it be—— Xie Yi thought of this, and sighed again: "This attack is aimed at me, and it has affected you, I am really sorry."

"Two questions. How did you know you were the target? How do you explain what you just showed?"

"The first question... the coating on the barrel is from my old acquaintance. For some reason, they want to kill me. I suggest you stay away immediately. They probed my shield and there will definitely be follow-up attacks .With your technique, it has limited effectiveness against high-density and high-intensity attacks. The second question," Xie Yi looked up at Ziyin's icy face, laughed at himself, "Why do you still have to listen to the liar's one-sided words? What else can I say, I'm afraid it will be difficult to win your trust. If you escape by chance this time, you will definitely be at your mercy."

"You are still under surveillance by BPI, and I won't let you go casually." Ziyin stared at Xie Yi thoughtfully, and slowly approached, "As for your one-sided words, I don't need you to speak, I will explain it myself." look."

Xie Yi became anxious: "The speed of their pursuit is unimaginable. This time it is just a test. Come again next time. I can't protect you all by myself!"

"I've offended you." Zi Yin ignored Xie Yi's protest, and stretched out his hand to press on the side of the other's neck, "Give me Qingluan, climb to Ru Lingtai, and pass by."

"Master, the magic circle has been activated..." Gu Jun stared blankly at Xie Yiruan lying on Ziyin's body, "Mr. Xie?"

"It's not safe here anymore, you and Hongyu will set off immediately and return to the BPI Headquarters in the imperial capital to stand by." Ziyin picked up Xie Yi in one hand, and walked past Gu Jun to the direction of the magic circle, "When you see Caiwei in the future, ask her to send Ah Ruan there Return to the ruins."

At the same time as the circulation circle was closed, the sharp sirens on the high tower also stopped.The sunlight in the mountains shone on Gu Jun's body, giving him a peaceful pastoral atmosphere. He looked at the direction where Zi Yin was leaving, and felt a faint uneasiness in his heart like a shadow under the sun quietly growing and lingering.

Returning to the ruins, the great ravine outside the square, the source of all water, has been silently dormant in the depths of the East Sea for thousands of years, leaving only a piece of legend handed down to the world.If it weren't for the chance of an old friend, he might never set foot here in his lifetime.Zi Yin's fingertips drew a smooth arc in the salty sea water. The fluctuation of the water flow showed the bullet rain attack on the sea thousands of miles away. He died.

The sealing formula lying between the cliffs on the bottom of the sea slowly rippled with the current in the twilight from the abyss of extremes, gently patting the clothes of the comer.A deep and vague voice slowly came out from behind the formula: "It's you."

Ziyin lowered his head and narrowed his eyes, and replied in a deep voice: "Yes."

"Come in." Feng He Jue followed the voice and opened a gap, Zi Yin took Xie Yi and dodged in, leaving the diffuse gunpowder far behind.

After the magic formula, Guixu was still quiet, and the boundless sea water seemed to be soft and heavy barriers, firmly covering Zi Yin and the people in the formation at both ends.

Zi Yin found a reef to settle Xie Yi, then stuffed a water-proof bead into the opponent's mouth, and bowed slightly to the surroundings: "Thank you."

After a long silence, the people in the formation responded: "You are old."

"Thousands of mother-in-law, thank you for prosperity and decline, all living beings in the world are like this."

"It turns out that many years have passed..." The people in the formation seemed to sigh, "You have never tried to get close to the magic circle for hundreds of years. You came here this time for this person?"

Zi Yin looked down at the sleeping Xie Yi, and a bitter smile seemed to spread from the corner of his mouth: "He is just an opportunity."

"What a chance to change your fate against the heavens," said the people in the formation with sarcasm, "it's hard for you to find such a person with so much effort in the vast world... How did I not see your obsession so deeply back then? No wonder you haven't cultivated yet True fruit."

"I cultivated the Tao, and I didn't seek any results. As for him, it was a chance for you and me."

"Heh... chance, the waves on the sea were born because of him, didn't they?" The people in the formation smiled and said, "The 500-year time limit is approaching, and the formation here has weakened, and I alone can break it." Why do you need to lead other people to fight, why do you need to do anything unnecessary?"

Ziyin said: "You give him a place of refuge, and he will help you. It's God's will. It's the right time."

"God's will...haha, God's will," the people in the formation said through gnashing teeth, "It's a pity that they were disappointed. To this day, I still don't accept my fate, and I will never obey God's will!"

Dense shells dragged long snow-white water trails to disrupt the silence of the deep sea. Before the crumbling seal, the turbulent waves lifted up the long algae on the seabed layer by layer. The sleeves flashed by.

Ziyin cast his eyes on the direction of the shells, ignoring the sharp killing intent brought by the weapon, just based on what he saw in front of him, the fragments of the magic formula exuding faint light fell like fine snow, which is indeed a rare encounter in the deep sea Magnificent spectacle.A spectacle... Maybe in the eyes of those who don't know, the scene of the mountain crumbling and falling like stars is nothing more than a rare and magnificent spectacle in life.He retreated to the corner where Xie Yi was, and sat down against the stone wall.The past of the old man passed away like a river, and at this moment, the last old acquaintance in the initial stage of his life will also be gone. Zi Yin let out a long breath, feeling that something in his heart was finally going to be let go.He glanced at the sleeping Xie Yi, and held his hand: "Sleep, I hope you can face me calmly after you wake up."

The faint blue light of You Meng Jue emerges from Zi Yin's palm, penetrating into Xie Yi's hand holding him one by one.

Xie Yi's palms were dripping with cold sweat.

"What's wrong?" The elder priest who was holding him squatted down, "Uncomfortable?"

The child wrapped in a large cloak shook his head and squeezed the priest's hand: "Please take me in."

"It's okay, if you feel uncomfortable, you can breathe outside, it's okay." The priest smiled and stroked his soft forehead hair, "Your palms are sweating."

"I am fine."

"After all, you are a commoner, so you can't get on the stage." A strange voice came from behind him, "Hey, if you don't dare to go in, don't block my way, get out of the way!"

"Fengya," the priest in charge of maintaining order said displeasedly, "it's not your turn to dictate here."

Feng Ya was not convinced: "Am I wrong? The Xie family was never brought up on the stage. If the descendants of this kind of family can enter the main temple, how can high-ranking priests convince the public in the future?"

"I'm fine, please take me in." The child repeated in a low voice.The elder priest patted his thin shoulder affectionately, and led him into the magnificent temple.

The morning light was clear, tracing the messy dancing traces of dust particles, and he was led to walk in the middle of the empty corridor.The heavy cloak was tightly attached to his back like a shadow, and the patterns woven with golden threads were reflected brilliantly.The slender windows on the corridor are closed one by one, like a squeezed organ box, folded and tightened at the end of the hem.

At the end of the long corridor, there was a gorgeous curtain hanging down. The senior priest let go of his hand, and saluted respectfully behind the curtain: "Your Highness Ziwei, I have been brought here." After finishing speaking, the senior priest turned around and pulled him to the In front of the curtain, he smiled encouragingly at him, and retreated along the long corridor where he came.He stood alone under the heavy curtain, faintly flustered in his heart.

"Come in." A majestic male voice came from behind the curtain.

He hesitated, opened a narrow gap in the curtain, and squeezed in cautiously.

Behind the curtain was an unusually spacious hall. The thick and delicate carpet was laid out from under his feet, and extended to the arched altar and throne in the middle of the hall.The man on the throne was wearing a complicated and gorgeous sacrificial robe, watching him quietly.

With his head down, he stepped on the carpet and approached step by step, and didn't stop until the god steps: "I have seen His Highness Ziwei."

"Look up," the man ordered. "Tell me, who are you?"

He raised his head as he said, and the long-lost familiar face came into view, as if in a trance, the sudden astringency choked his throat and filled his eyes: "Teacher, it's me... Xie Yi."

The sudden drop of water knocked out a hole in the dust on the stone slab.

"Are you sad?" A familiar yet unfamiliar voice asked with concern.

He opened his eyes and found himself supported by someone, standing in a long corridor.The windows on both sides of the corridor are covered with snow-white soul-inducing lamps. Whenever the wind blows, the lanterns sway left and right, like heavy flower buds hanging on vines.

"You are crying, are you sad?"

"I'm fine, don't worry."

"But you cried." The other party showed a puzzled look, "Crying...doesn't it mean you are sad?"

"No," his eyelashes were still wet, but the corners of his lips slowly curled up, "Crying and sadness are not necessarily related."

"……don't know."

He gently patted the hands that supported his arms, and his eyes traced the overly familiar face of the other party: "Don't worry, you will understand slowly." Slowly you will understand that not all tears represent sadness , not all smiles represent joy...not all promises can be fulfilled, and not all true loves will grow old.

"I heard from the goddess that you are leaving tomorrow?" The man's brows seemed to be worried, "When will you come back?"

"do not know."

"Shall we meet again?"

"do not know."

"Can you not go?"

"……do not know."

"I will perform memory transplantation according to your words and go to the desert to donate poison. Can you not leave?" The man was anxious