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"Sect Master, I will go to Huang Yu and Xue Li now!"

"Pharaoh, you come back to me!" Xiang Jing shouted to Wang Xiaosheng, "Calm down, don't panic, don't mess up."

Xiang Jing solemnly said, "Pharaoh, I will tell you a few things now, but you must swear to me not to tell anyone!"

Seeing Xiang Jing being so serious, Wang Xiaosheng also came to his senses, took a deep breath, and put up three fingers and said, "I, Wang Xiaosheng, swear to heaven with my life, I will never let the third person know what I heard and said today."

Xiang Jing nodded and said, "The first thing, don’t let anyone know about my current situation, especially Qin Tian and Yun Xi. Don’t let them think too much. If someone asks, just say I’m looking for someone who breaks through the period of refining. Dao has traveled far away."

"The second thing, I will die later, but not in the true sense of death. In a sense, I am still alive. Remember, after I die, I hide my body in the secret room under my bed. If 30 years later, I have not woken up, tell Yu Wenyu, let him take over the position of Sect Master Xiaoyao, you are the elder of the sect, the head seal and token and the call, from my corpse 30 years later Take it up."

"The third thing, when Yu Wenyu took over as the lord, the outside world would have guessed about my life and death, but you must resist, so that everyone thinks that I am still alive. If any forces dare to try, Thunder will fight back. "

"The fourth thing, thirty years later, if the Xiaoyao Sect goes downhill and the sect is closed for 20 years, if the Xiaoyao Sect is still strong, use the third thing to deal with it, and after another ten years, the news of my death I made it public, and burned my body, and the ashes were scattered on the statue of the Zongmen Guardian God."

"The fifth thing is also the one I worry most about. Thirty years later, you are the only person who can contact me externally. There will definitely be many forces that will look at you. You must pay attention to safety. Remember, no matter it is Any powerful enemy, as long as it is within the scope of Xiaoyao Sect, will undoubtedly die."

"You must keep these five things in mind and remember my request."

Xiang Jing said as he took out ten kits and said, "These ten kits, each of which contains my strongest sword. It must be killed after the refining period, and it can be delayed for a while when the refining period is encountered. You save your life."

Xiang Jing successively took out many life-saving things to Wang Xiaosheng, asking him to protect himself and keep this secret for decades.

Wang Xiaosheng put away the things Xiang Jing gave him one by one, took a deep breath, knelt down with tears in his eyes, and said, "I pledge my life. When the lord is away, I will protect the sect well, and wait for you to return to watch the world. , Sovereign! Let's go!"

As soon as Wang Xiaosheng's voice fell, Xiang Jing took a deep breath, and then spit it out for a long time. The whole person also completely lost his vitality, and he was already dead.

Wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes, Wang Xiaosheng stood up, his face was indifferent, and suddenly his temperament became calm as water, completely different from Wang Xiaosheng's exquisite appearance.

A faint light cast from the window, shining on Wang Xiaosheng, casting a black shadow behind him.

"Three, send him down."

When Wang Xiaosheng finished speaking, his shadow changed for a while, and then Jing San, dressed in pitch black, stood up from his shadow.

Jing San said nothing, turned the mechanism in Xiang Jing's room, the bed moved, and a secret underground passage appeared in front of him.

Jing San stepped forward to carry Xiang Jing who had been "dead" on his back and walked towards the underground passage.

There is only a very small space below, and nothing but a futon.

Jing San put the "dead" Xiang Jing on the futon, helped him put it cross-legged, and went straight back to it, then twisted the mechanism to restore the original.

"Three, you go back first and tell others that Qi will be back soon."

Jing San nodded, said nothing, turned into a shadow, and disappeared into the darkness.

Wang Xiaosheng looked at the ground, as if he could penetrate the distance of several hundred meters and see the gray-haired, gray-haired Xiang Jing who had been "dead".

"Eight Thousand Years of Spring and Autumn, you are finally back." Wang Xiaosheng's eyes were a little sad, as if recalling something. "I've waited for eight thousand years. It's just thirty years. It's nothing."

In a blink of an eye, Wang Xiaosheng regained his exquisite appearance and left Xiang Jing's room.

Xiaoyao Sect is still quiet in the joy of the wedding of Senior Brother and Third Senior Sister. No one knows that just now, their most respected Sect Master has "dead".

And a plan that has been implemented 8,000 years ago will also be restarted.

...

"Tick! Tick! Tick!"

The sound of dripping water sounded in his ears, pulling Xiang Jing's consciousness bit by bit from the abyss of death.

When I opened my eyes, there was tingling pain in the forehead, and there was confusion in my mind. When I opened my eyes, it was a blur. Some liquid blurred my eyes.

Reaching out to wipe it clean, he found that his left hand had been fractured, so he could only wipe it randomly with his right hand.

Barely able to see clearly, what he saw was only a piece of Shura Field, surrounded by soldiers wearing armor and charging forward with weapons in their hands, sitting in a pit looking out of place.

Xiang Jing didn't understand what was going on, so he stretched out a hand beside him to prop him up and shouted, "What do you want? I was beaten? Get out!"

Turning his head in confusion, he saw a face stained with mud and blood. Even so, it is difficult to hide his innate heroic spirit. Xiang Jing felt that this man was familiar, but he couldn't remember his name, even right. All memories become very fuzzy, even forgotten.

In this way, Xiang Jing was framed by his arms and dragged back against the crowd step by step, and dragged back to the camp where the wounded soldiers were placed.

When they just left the front line, there was a loud noise in front of them. Randomly, a huge bright light appeared, directly blasting the army of soldiers on the front line into a vacancy and a big hole. The hole where Xiang Jing was lying just now From here.

Then I heard an angry and unwilling roar from the army, "Retreat! Retreat! Retreat!"

Xiang Jing, who had just lay down for a while, was framed up and ran back. There were countless soldiers running along beside him. They couldn’t hate that they grew two legs. Some monsters are chasing them behind.

Xiang Jing, who was fleeing in a frame, looked back curiously, which completely shocked him.

I saw an unusually huge monster, completely dark, with many blue lines, four legs, eight arms, two heads, and countless tentacles and mouths.

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