The ally leader's stand-in is gone

Some details that puzzled He Zhouyue were finally answered.

Why He Si could easily take him out from the heavily guarded Xuankong boat, why He Si was not afraid of him going back to revenge and sue, why Wen Shiqi accompanied him and He Si never stopped him.

What happened today was acquiesced by Fang Yan behind the scenes...

Another thunderbolt fell fiercely, splitting He Zhouyue into numbness.

No one cares whether he will die here, his existence is not important.

So what about Fang Yan's big marriage? He Xiting has been planning for it in the cultivation world for so many years, and everyone is very optimistic about it. Even if Fang Yan remarries He Xiting temporarily, there is probably no one, and no one dares to raise objections.

No wonder.

No wonder Fang Yan was so partial to He Xiting, yet he didn't do anything about He Xiting's life and death, so he was waiting here.

The sky thunder struck He Zhouyue one after another, and the pictures in his mind were like scenes of colorful paint paintings that were peeling off, leading his mind to gradually return to chaos.

At the grand farewell before leaving, Zhen Gang was beating, colorful phoenixes were flying into the sky, and the sun was so bright that it was dazzling. Fang Yan stood in front of the Chongluan Palace and told him sincerely that when he returned, the two of them would cultivate the Dao together.

He tried desperately to see Fang Yan's face clearly, but only saw half of the meaningful corner of his lips.

Everything was already on the cards, but he didn't believe it or not, thinking that he and Fang Yan had been together for 50 years, so no matter what, he should have a place in Fang Yan's heart.

In the 50 years of countless sweet words, there is always one sentence that is not a lie, but is true to him.

He knew that he was gambling, but he forgot that out of ten bets, nine losers. Few people who got on the gambling table survived unscathed, and he was the one who lost the most.

"Has Day Moon grown taller again?"

"Ziyue, senior sister made mung bean cake, try to see if it suits your taste."

"Lin Zhouyue, you dare to skip your homework in Falling Sun Valley! Master will be angry if he finds out! Come on, senior brother will take you to make up for it!"

There is no picture left in my mind, and even the sound is getting smaller and smaller.

If I could do it all over again...

On the top of the mountain not far away, Fang Yan stood alone with his hands behind his back.

He didn't expect that He Xiting would dare to steal the demon king's scepter. The demon world is in troubled times. If the crime is not punished, the demon world will be in chaos.

Even though he was reluctant to let He Zhouyue be punished by the sky and thunder, He Xiting could not die, and after the incident, Feng Gui would help He Xiting form a pill.

Fang Yan couldn't bear to look at the altar, his eyes just fell on a certain place in the valley, he had already put the magic weapon on He Zhouyue, and the two of them were getting married soon, Feng Zu dared not oppose the Xianmeng.

With He Zhouyue's intelligence, he might be able to guess that there is his handwriting behind it, but he did it out of necessity. If he said it openly, He Zhouyue would definitely not agree.

Fortunately, He Zhouyue is very persistent in catching the person behind the Dashenmen, and she also knows the general situation. After the two get married, it will take a little longer at most, and they will always slowly coax him well.

After all, they have been together for 50 years, and he is already used to the life of He Zhouyue. Although He Zhouyue doesn't like the world of comprehension, it is enough to like him. The past, let it go...

After getting married, he will practice Dao with He Zhouyue.

Thunder billowed, and the valley was filled with dust and smoke.

Fang Yan raised his eyes to look at the sky, his eyebrows furrowed secretly, this is already No. 60 three thunders, why is the power not so small?

He was finally willing to take a look at He Zhouyue in the center of the altar.

Another more swift and violent sky thunder came, blasting out a clear sky in a short time.

The huge black iron frame was crooked, and the chains broke into several pieces at some point, and even flew outside the altar.

Even without chains, He Zhouyue still knelt there motionless, her expensive emerald robes were tattered, her head, which never wanted to be lowered, was hanging limply, her face was bloodless, her eyes half-opened in the wilderness If you don't open it, it's full of dark chaos.

How could this be? !

How could the Heavenly Punishment and Thunder Punishment be so severe? !

As if He Zhouyue was not given a chance to breathe at all, the last thunder condensed in the sky, like a ferocious beast roaring with all its strength, the black clouds pressed down heavily, and the rocks kept rolling with the hurricane...

He Zhouyue's cultivation in the early stage of leaving his body was forcibly raised by him, but now he only has the strength of the late Yuanying stage. If this thunder strikes, He Zhouyue will undoubtedly die!

Fang Yan's pupils shrank suddenly, and he arrived at the altar from the top of the mountain in an instant.

Feng Zui stretched out his hand to stop him: "Sovereign Su Wei, the only thing missing from Heaven's Thunder Punishment is the last one. Do you want to waste all your previous efforts?"

Fang Yan's face was uglier than the sky: "Stop."

Felony: "Don't you want He Xiting to form an alchemy? You are the leader of the Immortal Alliance..."

Fang Yan squeezed Feng Zui's throat, and slightly closed his fingers: "I don't need the Yaozu to worry about the matter of the fairy alliance. I said, stop."

Enduring the pain of suffocation, Feng Zui smiled sadly: "I didn't expect you to have some sincerity towards Xianjun Qingji, but it's a pity...it's too late."

The last sky thunder successfully condensed, like an eight-clawed black dragon, opened its bloody mouth and roared to bite He Zhouyue.

Fang Yan didn't care about sealing the crime any longer, and flew towards He Zhouyue.

But it was too late.

He watched helplessly as the roaring Tianlei was one step faster than him.

The distance between his palm and He Zhouyue is only half an inch away from Tianlei.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred, and a huge spiritual power exploded from He Zhouyue's chest, creating huge waves visible to the naked eye in the valley.

That's a beautiful color.

The pure dark blue is wrapped with silver-white light, forming a semicircle around He Zhouyue's body, the thunder that can split people to death is cut off in half, and slowly misses the top of He Zhouyue's head, falling on him On the slightly curved back.

He Zhouyue trembled, and his consciousness came back a little with the vibration of his body.

He raised his head in a daze, where is this...

Numb from fingertips to heels, he stood up from the ruins by pressing his thighs, but staggered because he couldn't stand firmly.

But instead of falling to the ground, he fell into a warm and familiar embrace.

An unsteady voice came from above his head.

"Day and moon..."

day and moon?

Are you calling him?

He stared blankly at the person in front of him.

It's still pretty.

But he doesn't like it.

Even though he couldn't remember anything, he still instinctively disliked it.

He broke free from his embrace, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of white, and the gleaming golden scepter held in the man's hand.

This is it!

It is because of it that I can't remember anything, and I would rather die if I feel uncomfortable!

The spiritual power was like a sea tide, from the depths of He Zhouyue's sea of ​​consciousness, waves of silvery white air swayed to the surroundings again.

After a while, he had a long sword in his hand.

The sword body is narrow and slender, as if standing under a waterfall all year round.

He Zhouyue turned his wrist and used a strange sword move that no one in the world had ever seen before, forcing the person who still wanted to hug him several feet away.

Immediately afterwards, he stabbed another man in white, and the tip of the sword barely slipped through the man's mouth.

But he didn't intend to kill the man in white at all. When the man in white dodged, he grabbed the scepter and flew straight into the sky with his sword.

He wants to hide this evil thing.

Hide it where no bad guy can find it...

The accident happened so strangely and suddenly that everyone present didn't react for a moment, they just watched He Zhouyue leave the valley through the clouds with the scepter.

Immediately afterwards, a red light followed He Zhouyue.

Fang Yan was extremely anxious.

What exploded on He Zhouyue's chest was clearly the Yun'an Pearl, and what was hidden inside was He Zhouyue's cut-off cultivation base, as well as the defensive enchantment left by an unknown source.

If there is no Yun'an Pearl, He Zhouyue would have been wiped out!

But the person who left the Yun'an Pearl for He Zhouyue must not have expected such a catastrophe for He Zhouyue, the defensive barrier only weakened the last sky thunder by half.

Just now He Zhouyue's body skills and spiritual power suddenly reached the stage of distraction, which caught him off guard, and now it's too late to catch up.

But the more He Zhouyue behaved, the more panicked he became.

That's He Zhouyue, after being injured by 63 thunders, she used up her instinct unconsciously to resist the last thunder. In a short period of time, it will exceed the current level, but it will definitely cause greater damage. backlash.

With He Zhouyue's current situation, he couldn't bear it at all!

He urgently summoned the disciples of the Immortal League to search for He Zhouyue, and sent people to invite medical practitioners, especially Run Yuan, whose identity was unclear in the Divine Doctor Valley.

He Zhouyue must not have an accident.

When He Zhouyue regained his sanity completely, he was already standing in the boundless sea of ​​flames. Every phoenix tree in the Phoenix Forest was covered in flames. It was midnight, but the sky was burnt red.

The cultivation base that was forced to mention has dissipated, and in his hand is the Liuhua that Fang Yan gave him.

But he couldn't even lift the sword. With a flick of his wrist, the broken Liuhua sword stuck on the ground.

He firmly held on to the hilt of the sword, forced himself to stand up straight, he didn't know whether it was the pain or the heat, the sweat dripped down, turning into water vapor before it hit the ground.

When the meridian is cut off, the soul will disappear.

He will die.

"Day Moon!" Fang Yan's voice suddenly sounded at the end of his sight, and he was running towards him anxiously.

Seeing that the two were getting closer, He Zhouyue breathed out: "Don't come over."

He had never seen Fang Yan in such a panic, even his clothes were covered with mud, his usual calmness was replaced by nervousness, and he looked at him with concern.

As the wind crossed the sea of ​​fire, the fire light jumped along with it, so his figure in Fang Yan's eyes also swayed slightly.

Fang Yan said hoarsely: "Ziyue, be obedient..."

He Zhouyue shook his head.

It turns out that this is the feeling that people are about to die.

Calm, quiet, if you say anything else, it is regret and guilt.

He lived a life that was neither long nor short, worthy of heaven and earth, worthy of his parents, worthy of his lover, only worthy of his teacher.

He Zhouyue raised his head, that day when he was summoned by his master, when he left from the Phoenix Forest, the Phoenix Tree was still just green buds.

Now that the forest has changed, all the flowers have bloomed.

He didn't look at Fang Yan, his eyes fell on the most blooming phoenix flower, letting his vision gradually become blurred.

"Fang Yan, I have regretted these 100 years."