[Flower Qiangu Tongren] Who do you want to say about Acacia

?The visitor has hair like dark black silk, flying wantonly with the wind, sword eyebrows and star eyes, looks elegant and handsome, with a light smile on his lips but makes people feel as gentle as a spring breeze. His tall body is dressed in a suit embroidered with silver and white silk thread The black robes with various lotus patterns, the demeanor is chic and calm, the breath all over the body is pure and holy, and there is a hint of coquettish charm that seems to come out from the bones. Yan, don't have a style.

Just when everyone was amazed at that person's demeanor and secretly wondering who that person was, Wugou took Yunya's hand and walked forward at a leisurely pace, bowed to the person and said, "Wugou see Yan Jun .”

——Wugou did not forget that he is already a person in the underworld.

Yun Ya's eyes widened immediately, and he quickly bowed his hands and said, "Yun Ya sees Lord Yan."

Hearing this, everyone was shocked. They didn't expect that the man would be Yan Yangqing, the emperor of the underworld who had never met before.

Yan Yangqing looked at Wugou and Yunya clasped fingers meaningfully, and said with a smile: "I never care about these vain courtesy, you two are people in my underworld, so why should you be more polite? ——You think I'm just a coincidence Just come out to see the scenery and relax.”

Everyone: "..." The painting style of the emperor of the underworld seems a bit strange...

Mo Yan cleared his throat and asked, "Just now what did Lord Yan mean when he said 'demon gods have their own nemesis to suppress'?"

"The meaning of that sentence is the literal meaning. You don't need to rush to destroy the ruins, and just wait patiently for the time to come..."

There was a slight pause in the voice, Yan Yangqing stretched lazily, and took out a low-key, luxurious and connotative imperial couch from the ruins tripod, and lay down on it as if soft and boneless. Sighing deeply, she murmured in a slightly melancholy voice, "In order to give her a fulfillment, I really worked really hard—"

Bai Zihua hurriedly walked up to Yan Yangqing, with a gleam of sadness in his brows, and his black eyes, which were always as clear as frost, were as desolate and desolate as if they were overgrown with cold. He said in a soft voice, "Yan Jun, may I ask how the elegy is doing now?"

As soon as the words fell, Changliu disciples, Shushan disciples, Hua Qiangu and Xia Zixun all looked mournful and sighed endlessly.

Yan Yangqing's eyes flashed, and he replied: "Whether it's the previous life or this life, everything Miss Rong has experienced is enough for her to live through the next thousand years without fear. —— Please rest assured, Changliu Shangxian, and Miss Rong will be with you." The underworld has a long history, as long as she is a person in the underworld, no one would dare to treat her badly."

——Wugou was stunned for a moment, how could this day come so soon?Obviously a few days ago, the relationship between Rong Elegy and Bai Zihua was so good that they wished they could stay together day and night like glue, how could all this happen so suddenly?

"So, very good." Bai Zihua nodded somewhat bewilderedly, the sadness and pain hidden in his eyes could finally be comforted a little.

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Eighteen days, it sounds like a short period of about half a month, but for the people guarding the coast of the East China Sea, it seems as if they will spend 18 long years, and now it is only the ninth day Forget it, although their bodies and minds are still on high alert, there are wisps of weariness appearing between their brows.

——That was the exhaustion from being on high alert for a long time.

During the past nine days, Bai Zihua, who has not yet recovered from the sadness and pain of the Elegy of Losing Rong, did not want to say much, and most of the time he just sat cross-legged on the floor, quietly flipping through the "Forgetting River Music Score" left by the Elegy of Rong, Taking advantage of the trend, I understand why the pieces in this score are so powerful once they are played, especially what Rong Elegy once said, "Playing the pieces in "Wangchuan Music Score" with the Wangyouqin can exert the greatest power." .

Ever since Hua Qiangu awakened her divine soul nine days ago but fell into a demon, in order to seal the demon god again, she immediately set up a barrier, sat cross-legged, closed her eyes and concentrated on cultivation.

What Hua Qiangu wants to do now is to restore the mana of the past heyday as soon as possible, although the mana recovered in the body is no longer holy and pure.

However, now Hua Qiangu has fallen into a fallen god. Although her inborn godhead will not disappear, her innate divinity and acquired demonic nature are mutually exclusive. As a result, the more anxious she is to restore her previous mana, the more her demonic nature gradually fades away. Infiltrate her soul, divinity and body, and in this way, the speed of mana recovery will gradually slow down.

So far, Hua Qiangu has only recovered [-]% of its former mana.

Hua Qiangu slowly opened his eyes, looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and sighed faintly.

If it weren't for the fact that the ancient gods and clans often fought each other for territorial status, the way of heaven would not have allowed the demon gods to be born in order to punish the ancient gods, which in turn prompted the age of the hidden gods to come a thousand years earlier.

Now that it is the age of the hidden gods, the way of heaven will no longer allow the gate of the gods to open, nor will it allow any gods to exist in the six realms, otherwise Yan Yangqing, who is already a demigod, will not have no progress so far, otherwise Hua Qiangu who was nine days ago would not have fallen into the sky when he awakened his soul, presumably there was already an arrangement in the dark.

Even if Hua Qiangu returns to the right way one day in the future, she is just a fairy who has no godhead but no longer has the ability to create creatures; if Hua Qiangu dies unfortunately one day in the future, when she dies again When going through reincarnation, Tiandao will deprive her of her godhead, and from then on, everything about gods will become an unreachable mythical history forever.

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It was midnight, and the night wind was getting colder and colder, bleeding through the bones.

For some reason, everyone felt that the temperature around them was getting colder and colder, but that kind of coldness was not unusual, it was more like a coldness that could make people's skin crawl.

Everyone felt that the cold feeling came too suddenly, and immediately began to be secretly on guard, but Yan Yangqing calmly and slowly opened his eyes, the corners of his lips were slightly curled up, and his smile was full of joy.

In an instant, the strange and shrill ghost cries came from far to near, and everyone turned to look, but saw a terrifying scene of a hundred ghosts walking at night, just like the scene more than 20 years ago.

"What's going on?"

"Today... today is not July..."

"This ghost tide is too scary!"

"Why is the situation of the Night Walk of the Hundred Ghosts exactly the same as it was more than 20 years ago?"

"Did something happen in the underworld?"

"Also ask Yan Jun to clear up my confusion for us!"

"I also ask Yan Jun to clarify my doubts for us..."

"..."

Everyone was talking with each other, Yan Yangqing always maintained a good mood, Hua Qiangu first took a look at the scene of the night walk of the ghosts, and then looked at Yan Yangqing fixedly, it seemed that something suddenly came to his mind. It was a rare pleasure to slowly draw back her red lips.

Bai Zihua felt the violent tremor of Wangyouqin in the ruins cauldron, he couldn't help taking out Wangyouqin from it, frowned slightly, looked down at Wangyouqin while trembling violently, and shining a faint blue light at the same time .

Dongfang Yuqing counted with her fingers, then narrowed her phoenix eyes slightly, and murmured: "Ghosts and gods have come... Rong elegy..."

Yan Yangqing chuckled and said: "To be honest, I have nothing to explain to you. When that person comes later, everything will be known."

After a while, everyone felt a dazzling blue light flashing past in front of their eyes.

After the light faded, everyone opened their eyes. What they didn't expect was that the woman standing in front of them was Rong Elegy!

Rong Elegy's head of three thousand black silk is only tied with a faint blue ribbon, and he is wearing a snow-white straight-leg deep dress embroidered with a few faint blue patterns, with a faint blue ribbon around his waist, which outlines the With a slender waist that can't be grasped and a graceful and slim figure, her face is as beautiful and beautiful as ever, and she still looks natural without makeup, but her eyebrows are too clear, her expression is too indifferent, and her frowns, smiles, and gestures are unsightly. Dare to look directly.

In particular, when the drop-shaped bright red mark between Rong Elegy's eyebrows was glowing with golden light, everyone suddenly felt a kind of coercion that wanted to kneel down and bow to Rong Elegy, and when Rong Elegy appeared, all the ghosts hurriedly He knelt down and kowtowed.

"elegy……"

"elder sister……"

"Sister-in-law..."

"Master..."

"Elegy..."

"Master Rong..."

"Sister Elegy..."

Different people have different names, and the emotions in them are complicated and difficult to identify.

Rong Elegy raised his eyes and glanced at the crowd. Although there were many emotions in his heart, it was more of the helplessness of good fortune. Then he looked at the ghosts who were kneeling in the distance, and said lightly: "You will return to the underworld immediately. Go, don't stay in the yang world and disturb the order of the yang world."

After finishing speaking, all the ghosts dispersed one after another after bowing their heads to Rong Elegy three times, but after a while, no ghosts were seen anymore.

"Disciple Yangqing pays homage to Master!"

At this moment, Yan Yangqing, who is the emperor of the underworld, suddenly knelt down to Rong Elegy, his tone was full of joy and respect, and also a hint of admiration.

"How dare I be the master of Yan Yangqing, the emperor of the underworld?" Rong Elegy glanced at Yan Yangqing lightly, and said in a cool tone: "Aren't you my master in the previous life? But, what I didn't expect was that you were not only so courageous as to Dare to be my master, how shameless would you be when I saw you when I was a child, I would always call you 'Handsome and handsome master'? What's more, every time you wake me up, you are actually In order for me to accompany you to trick those insignificant people! ——Hehe, this master really can’t do it!”

——That's right, Yan Yangqing is Rong Elegy's master Qingyang in his previous life!

Bai Zihua: "..." Handsome, unrestrained, handsome, handsome, handsome and elegant master?I suddenly feel that my whole person is not good...

Hua Qiangu: "..." As expected, the people who can get along with my sister are not those who like to take the usual path...

Long-Liu Xiongzi: "..." The relationship between the master and the student is a bit messy...

"Master, this disciple is really wronged..." Yan Yangqing pretended to shed tears of bitterness, and retorted: "If you hadn't promised Tiandao to go back to the past to change Hua Qiangu's rough fate for Dongfang Yuqing, disciple There is no need to travel through time and space to become your master after a thousand years, just to let you practice your own Ruoshui sword technique and "Wangchuan Music Score", I hope you can awaken your soul earlier, and then go back to a thousand years ago Come on, it's a pity that all of this is useless..."

——Dongfang Yuqing and Hua Qiangu were both stunned, they didn't understand how they could be related to Rong Yange's reincarnation...

As he was talking, Yan Yangqing became more and more serious as he spoke, and dared to stand up without Rong Elegy's permission, and continued to talk endlessly: "Master, you should know that you were born according to the will of heaven. The God of Wangchuan River, the power of the soul of the god is so great, how can you be reincarnated if you just throw yourself into the well of reincarnation and say you want to reincarnate? You have to think about whether the well of reincarnation can carry your soul. Force? Therefore, after you plunged into the well of reincarnation, a great change took place in the well of reincarnation. Although Tuer had taken action to protect it in time, he accidentally reincarnated you in the world a thousand years later in the chaos. After that In order to be able to send you back thousands of years ago, Tuer felt that he was working really hard, and later on, in order to allow you to return to the original position before the official birth of the demon god, Tuer felt that he was really working too hard..."

Everyone listened to what Yan Yangqing said in a daze, and their heads couldn't turn around.

——Rong Elegy is actually the Wangchuan River God of the underworld?

——It is true that there is a Wangchuan River Demon in the underworld. When did this Wangchuan River Demon become the Wangchuan River God?

——Yan Yangqing, the emperor of the underworld, is actually the apprentice of Wang Chuanhe's Shenrong Elegy, so it is rumored that the former was cultivated by the latter, is it not groundless, but true?

Rong Elegy listened to Yan Yangqing's long speech calmly, and then said softly: "Speaking of which, it's still my fault?"

"No—" Yan Yangqing, whose eyes were slightly red, immediately shook his head like a rattle, and replied with a serious face, "All this is the disciple's fault, and the master is always right!"

Rong Elegy smiled, raised his hand and patted Yan Yangqing's shoulder, and said with a smile: "I've worked hard for you for so many years, a good apprentice of my teacher!"

Hearing this, Yan Yangqing smiled triumphantly, and said: "It's not hard work! It's my honor, my disciple, to be on the saddle for my master, who is so beautiful that he has no friends. It doesn't feel hard at all!"

Rong Elegy: "..." This apprentice hasn't changed much over the years...

Everyone: "..." This flattery is really shameless...

Bai Zihua: "..." These words made me feel very familiar with the sentence pattern...

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"Rong Elegy, it's too early to say whether you are a god or not!" Shan Chunqiu couldn't see that the morale of the immortals was boosted by the appearance of Rong Elegy, so he slightly squinted his eyes and said: "As we all know, the ancient gods have long since fallen. Jin, why did you suddenly appear as a Wangchuan River God?"

Before Rong Elegy could say anything, Hua Qiangu quickly stretched out his plain hand, seemingly softly and weakly waved out of thin air, immediately sent Shan Chunqiu flying a few feet away, still spitting out blood from his mouth.

——When Rong Elegy appeared, Hua Qiangu immediately sensed the aura of the Protoss.

——Even if it is not for the elegy of being a sister, in order to protect the face of the Protoss, the majesty of the Protoss is not something such a mere monster can question!

"My sister is a god, how can you question it?"

"It's okay..." Rong Elegy looked calm, completely unmoved, and said indifferently: "My existence is for the common people of the world, not for their trust."

At this moment, Dongfang Yuqing stepped forward step by step, looking directly into Rong Yange's eyes with sharp eyes, and asked: "Sect Leader Rong, just now Yan Jun said that Sect Leader Rong is for my subordinates and to promise the way of heaven." Is it true that you want to go back to the past and change the rough fate of the bones?"

"How can this matter be true?" When mentioning this matter, Rong Elegy suddenly smiled and said: "For this reason, I have severed my friendship with you for nearly a thousand years."

Dongfang Yuqing's expression froze, and he asked, "Why can't I remember anything?"

"Since you want to go back to the past to change your destiny, you should never remember anything. It is the way of heaven that sealed your memory."

After finishing speaking, Rong Elegy raised his hand and shot a blue light towards Dongfang Yuqing's eyebrows. As the blue light completely sank into Dongfang Yuqing's eyebrows, everyone saw Dongfang Yuqing squatting with his head in pain. After falling down, a low growl escaped from his mouth from time to time, the voice was full of pain and regret, although Hua Qiangu was heartbroken when he heard it, but the hatred in his heart still managed to cover up the pain in his heart.

Rong Elegy couldn't bear it, sighed faintly, and said: "Dongfang, remembering these things, do you still hate them?"

"Thinking of these things, how can I not hate it?" Dongfang Yuqing raised his head to the sky and laughed wildly, the emotions revealed in his laughter were full of unbearable sadness and desolation. "I will end up today, everything is thanks to the heavens! ——Originally, my father and I took turns to be the master of this Immortal Pavilion, but because of Donghua's Soul Devouring Sword, my father's soul was severely damaged. Since he couldn't be sent to reincarnation immediately, he wouldn't turn into a wild soul and disappear forever in this world. ——Tell me, if it wasn't for good fortune, how could I have fallen to this point?"

"To this day, you are still obsessed with your obsession..." Rong Elegy shook his head in disappointment, and suddenly felt that his pity just now must be fed to the dogs. "Forget it, I don't want to talk to you any more, please take care of yourself, Mister Dongfang."

After finishing speaking, Rong Elegy turned around immediately, not wanting to look at Dongfang Yuqing again.

At this moment, Hua Qiangu walked up to Rong Elegy, looked at Rong Elegy steadfastly, and said with a smile: "Unexpectedly, my sister was the reincarnation of the God of Wangchuan River."

Rong Elegy smiled, and said: "I also never thought that Xiao Gu was reincarnated from the ancient god of flowers. No wonder you were born with the fragrance of flowers all over the city. Not only is your physique easy to provoke demons and ghosts, but your blood also has the ability to corrode things." .”

——Everyone was shocked, it turned out that Hua Qiangu was also the reincarnation of a god!

Hua Qiangu laughed at herself: "It's no wonder my sister always said that our fates are mutually restrained and influenced by each other. It turns out that all of this is due to the fact that we are both gods..."

Rong Elegy sighed softly: "Yes, it turns out that all of this is due to the fact that we are both gods..."

"I remember you once told me that when the demon god is born, you will call yourself the God of Wangchuan River..." Dongfang Yuqing gradually calmed down, with a deep expression and a hoarse voice: "Are you ready to sacrifice yourself for the sake of the common people?"

Hearing this, all the people who had friendship with Rong Elegy were shocked, their expressions gradually filled with sadness and loneliness.

Rong Elegy's expression was inevitably in a trance for a while, but then he came back to his senses, his eyes were still as calm as water, and his face had already returned to a sense of tranquility.

"Since the day I was born, I have clearly known my mission - to guard the Wangchuan River and guard the underworld. Later, I gradually realized that it is also my mission to protect the common people in the world. Now I have returned to my original position and know it My ultimate mission is to wait until the day when the demon god is born, and I must exchange my life for the peace of the world."

There was a slight pause in the voice, Rong Elegy looked at the endless sea, his eyes were deep and far away, and his voice was as light as the wind, and said: "I have lived for many years, and I have always hated myself for not being born at the right time, for not being able to fight against the demon gods." In the ancient times, I contributed to the common people of the world, but I always refused to pretend to be a god, and I was indirectly punishing myself for not turning into a human form earlier. Over time, the so-called secret hatred has gradually become my obsession. I have been holding on to this obsession year after year, and now I only hope that I can save the people of the world from danger, and I also hope that I can take advantage of this death to eliminate the obsession I have had for many years."

Xia Zixun and the others quietly looked at Bai Zihua, only to see that Bai Zihua's hands were tightly holding Wangyouqin, and his black eyes were staring straight at the beautiful figure that made him dream, gradually becoming sour and astringent. With a layer of sparkling water, he slowly closed his eyes, but at this moment two lines of clear tears slipped from the corners of his eyes unexpectedly, dripping crystals onto the body of the piano, no one noticed these crystals and Wangyou The piano is integrated into one.

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At this time, the wind is cold and the moon is cold.

Even though there were people in twos and threes who were still talking, Rong Elegy waited for the next day with a deaf ear.

It's a pity that there is one person who is used to not liking Rong Elegy's survival, and that is Yan Yangqing, the apprentice Xiong who has been fighting against her for thousands of years.

"Master, master, don't you see how pitiful Master Zihua looks?" Yan Yangqing said through voice transmission in secret words: "Are you really not considering talking to him?"

The corner of Rong Elegy's mouth twitched: "..." What the hell is Master Zi Hua?

"Master..." Yan Yangqing insisted that he wanted to know the answer.

Not wanting to pay attention to the noisy Yan Yangqing anymore, Rong Elegy looked in the direction of Bai Zihua, only to see that Bai Zihua was also looking at her.

The four eyes meet, and the feelings are secretly conveyed.

Rong Elegy tried her best to suppress the surging emotions in her heart, and walked slowly in front of Bai Zihua, just when Bai Zihua was about to stand up, she first stopped Bai Zihua, and then knelt down in front of Bai Zihua.

The hatchback looked at each other with affection.

Bai Zihua and Rong Elegy stretched out their right hands at the same time, gently caressed each other's face, and then gently caressed each other with all kinds of affection and love, the corners of their mouths subconsciously curved slightly, evoking a curve like a crescent moon.

With a glance of ten thousand years, no tears flowed.

——Seeing this scene, the eyes of the crowd couldn't help but turn red. Obviously Bai Zihua and Rong Elegy haven't spoken a single word yet, but they just feel inexplicably that the atmosphere lingering between them at this moment is desolate. tight.

"About what I'm about to do..." As he spoke, the elegy full of guilt, sadness, and other emotions became more and more uncontrollable, and drops of clear glass-like crystals suddenly fell on the ground. Forget about worrying about the piano. "Zi Hua, you understand me, don't you?"

Bai Zihua felt a pain in his heart when he was asked, he hesitated to speak several times, and finally he could only nod dumbly.

"I'm sorry, Zi Hua..." As soon as the words finished, Rong Elegy couldn't help crying bitterly, like a helpless child who was at a loss, making people feel distressed.

——Rong Elegy at this time is no longer the holy and inviolable God of Wangchuan River, nor the calm and eloquent head of Shushan, in front of love, in front of the man he likes In front of her, like an ordinary woman in this world, she would be reluctant to part with it, and would cry until her heart broke.

Those who were familiar with Bai Zihua and Rong Elegy could not hold back the tears, and some were holding back the tears in their eyes, but the close relatives Ruhua Qiangu and Yan Yangqing were so sad that they turned around at the same time, not wanting to see them again.

"Fool, what are you sorry for?" Bai Zihua gently wiped away the tears falling from the corners of Rong Elegy's eyes with his fingertips, his gentle and deep voice was full of hoarse sobs. "As you said, for the sake of the world, you and I have no choice."

"Zi Hua..." Rong Elegy held Bai Zihua's hand tightly, with such strength that Bai Zihua would feel pain, and even she herself felt the kind of pain that penetrated all four limbs and internal organs. severe pain.

Bai Zihua also held Rong Elegy's plain hand tightly, smiled and leaned forward to kiss the bright red mark between Rong Elegy's eyebrows, and asked softly: "In this life, your obsession is caused by all the people in the world, if there is an afterlife, Would your obsession be born for Bai Zihua?"

There was a moment of hesitation in Rong Elegy's watery eyes, but on the surface he still replied with a smile on his face: "I should be willing."

"So—" Bai Zihua suddenly embraced Rong Elegy into his arms, the smiles on the corners of his eyes and brows seemed to be both happy and sad. "Wishing is enough."

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How fast is the scene, in an instant, the next day will come.

Bai Zihua and Rong Elegy looked at each other all night, their eyes were full of lingering love, wishing to see each other forever, but it's a pity that the time is too ruthless——

Seeing that the sun was about to reach the sky, Rong Elegy's eyes and face gradually showed a hint of determination, but she saw that she broke free from Bai Zihua's embrace, and also broke away from Bai Zihua's hand, and then stood up slowly. Get up and step back step by step.

Seeing this, Bai Zihua couldn't help trembling, stood up hastily, his hands trembled slightly, his expression alternated in panic, and he unconsciously called out over and over again——

"elegy……"

Rong Elegy flew into the mid-air without hearing it, set up a complicated barrier, looked down at the group of people on the coast of the East China Sea, and said indifferently: "The reason why the God Realm was destroyed at the beginning was because of the conflict between the ancient gods and various races. There are constant battles for territorial status in the world, and some battles accidentally harmed the human world, which provoked the wrath of the heavens, and thus sent down the punishment of the heavens, and there were demon gods between the heavens and the earth. Arrival. Do not forget the past and guide the future. If the immortals in the immortal world do not know how to absorb the mistakes of the gods in the divine world, I am afraid that the immortals in the immortal world will disappear, and the era of immortality will come in a few hundred years. .Today, I will use this body in exchange for the temporary stability of the common people in the world, and hope that you will cherish yourself in the future."

After saying that, Rong Elegy quickly flew towards the direction of the ruins amidst the shouts of the crowd, that snow-white figure gradually disappeared, and it will be hard to see it again in this life.

About a quarter of an hour later, there was a sudden turmoil in the sky, and the ruins cave was twisted even more strangely.

After this situation continued for another quarter of an hour, the dark and huge ruins cave was gradually shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally disappeared completely into the sky, and the sky also returned to a blue color at the same time, allowing the enchantment set by the elegy It also gradually disappeared, and the ten-direction artifact turned into flying ash in an instant, whether it was scattered in the ocean or drifted into the sky, they all had their own destinations, but everyone couldn't believe it.

Regarding this, Hua Qiangu murmured with a wry smile: "Heaven does not allow the existence of gods, and even does not allow the existence of divine weapons..."

Suddenly, a wooden sword glowing with silver light flew from the void to Bai Zihua with the sound of Qingyue's sword whistling. Recognizing that it was the wooden sword used by Rong Elegy, Bai Zihua naturally knew about this wooden sword, but what he knew more was that this wooden sword was called Fusang Sword.

Bai Zihua grasped the Fusang sword, Rong Elegy's soft and sweet voice suddenly sounded, it was a ray of Rong Elegy's thoughts attached to the sword.

"Zihua, this Fusang sword is a good sword. It would be a pity to let it die with me. Now I give this sword to you. I hope you can hold this sword to help those in need in the future." people."

After finishing speaking, that wisp of thought immediately dissipated without a trace.

Bai Zihua didn't cry, but just stood there quietly, with his head slightly lowered, staring blankly at the Fusang sword in his hand, his eyes were full of emptiness and dead silence, like a pool of stagnant water in a dry well, never seeing a single trace of it. The stunning brilliance.

Mo Yan and Sheng Xiaomo were about to go forward to comfort Bai Zihua, but they noticed that the spiritual power in Bai Zihua's body was churning. With a dull look on his face, Mo Yan and the others were worried.

"Master Zihua broke through the Ten Heavens and became a demigod!" Yan Yangqing cleared up everyone's doubts.

——It turns out that after Bai Zihua completely lost his face and elegy, he suddenly felt that there was no care in the world anymore, and there was nothingness in his mind. god.

Hearing this, Mo Yan laughed loudly and said, "Zi Hua, you have finally broken through the Ten Heavens! You have even become a demigod!"

"Senior brother Mo Yan..." Sheng Xiaomo on the side quickly gave Mo Yan a wink, and Mo Yan couldn't help being stunned for a while, then followed Sheng Xiaomo's gesture, and looked at Bai Zihua with an almost loveless expression on his face. Feelings of guilt surged into his heart, making him extremely embarrassed for a moment.

"There is no more elegy in the world, so what's the use of becoming a god."

After speaking, Bai Zihua left with his sword.

——The fairy posture is as clear and elegant as before, only a shadow alone in this life.

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