Kokonoe

Mu Ya followed after him, but couldn't help being stunned.

The few remaining people looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing whether it was because of surprise or fright.

On the contrary, Qingfeng seemed to have expected it long ago, but just took a few extra glances at Mo Xuan's reaction.

"That's..." Mu Ya didn't know who to ask, he thought he needed a little comfort.

"Lord of the Great Wilderness, Cang Ming." Yan Shuo changed his usual routine, and all the old gods in his daily life were defeated in an instant.

"How did he become like this?" Zuo Sichen tugged at Yan Shuo's sleeve.

Qingfeng sighed: "Separation of life and soul, have you heard of it?"

Zuo Sichen was pestering Qingfeng there like a curious baby, asking about things, only Mu Ya was still in a state of sluggishness, staring at the crystal coffin without moving.

Mo Xuan was crying with joy, he knew it.

But what next?A few large characters flashed in Mu Ya's head, and then an incomparably handsome face flashed.

"This place, Tianyu, cannot enter. At first, I wanted to use you to transport Cang Ming's body out." Qingfeng said.

Zuo Sichen was so moved by Cangming's history of blood and tears that he strongly condemned Tianyu's despicable behavior.But Wu Xiao couldn't help asking after listening: "Then, where is his soul?"

this. . .Qingfeng turned his head towards Mo Xuan, looking at it, it seems that his nephew is really going to do something big, maybe he can't do it. . .

Before finishing this thought, Mo Xuan, who had calmed down over there, summoned the Soul Condensation Stone.

"it's here!"

Hearing this, Mu Ya turned around to look at the strange expressions of those struck by lightning in the back, and suddenly felt that it was much more refreshing, so it was only fair.

"You, you, you..." Zuo Sichen nodded with shaking fingers, and then quietly hid behind Yan Shuo as if fleeing from something terrible.

Qingfeng secretly raised his eyebrows, ha, sure enough!My nephew is really extraordinary!

You know, where the soul of the Great Desolation Lord is imprisoned is something that even the Wu Clan cannot predict.

I really don't know if this is a mistake or a fate.

Mo Xuan held the Soul Condensation Stone and looked apologetic: "I didn't mention this matter before because it is too important, and there are many things involved, everyone, I'm sorry."

Human nature, how can you blame it?

Yan Shuo took the lead in shaking his head: "You did nothing wrong. Don't worry about Si Chen. He is just so startled. But what do you want to do next? Do you want to..." He paused before vomiting Two words: "Resurrection?"

Mo Xuan's eyes softened, and he gently stroked the Soul Condensation Stone: "I've been waiting for a long time."

And he waited even longer.

"Great! With this lord, we have a better chance of winning!" Mu Ya couldn't help applauding.

Wu Xiao said faintly: "Mu Ya must have known about it a long time ago."

Mu Ya's grinning mouth froze suddenly, and he thought of another thing. . .seemingly. . .Master Hongyang's matter. . .I didn't mention it myself. . .

It's over, does lenient confession work now?

Mo Xuan snickered: "He knows a lot."

Inexplicable ridicule.

Mu Ya gritted his teeth in grief and indignation, Mo Xuan, you forget your friends when you see sex! !Why?What's wrong. . .

Qingfeng's eyes stopped at the crystal coffin, then looked at Mo Xuan who was full of expectation, his lips moved, but he swallowed the words.

"Since you are from the Wu clan, how can you solve the separation of life and soul?" Mo Xuan asked.

Qingfeng shook the two hands behind his back unconsciously, and he smiled and said, "So impatient?"

Mo Xuan nodded immediately without thinking: "Of course! He is Cang Ming!"

"Do you know what will happen after he is resurrected?"

"You... what do you mean? What are you worried about?" Mo Xuan sensed Qingfeng's faint uneasiness.

Qingfeng tapped the back of his hand twice, then suddenly stretched out his hand and said, "Give it to me."

That being the case, at this time, how can I break your sustenance?It's just that I hope you can bear it so decisively for the next thing.

The soul condensing stone was handed over to Qingfeng's palm, and as a barrier unfolded, the person who was sleeping quietly was also blocked from sight.

For some reason, there was a moment of emptiness, and Mo Xuan pressed his heart, followed by uncontrollable expectations.

Cang Ming once said: "One day, I will welcome your embrace with a warm body."

So, this wish will come true soon, right?

Thinking of the God Killing prepared for him in the space, Mo Xuan couldn't stop smiling.

And during this period of time, above this deep sea, Beiming, who had been calm for thousands of faces, finally set off its own waves again.

The Demon King returns!

All monsters welcome!

That flash of bright red enchanted the world again, but beside him who was always walking alone, there was another figure beside him.

The central island began to boil, and Qian Xiao led his troops back to Tianyu. He heard that Tianyu began to move.

Under the red curtain of the mantle, a pair of charming eyes slightly raised the corners of their eyes, and the pupils of the eyes reflected the red curtain of spun gauze, but they were not at all agile.

The creaking palace door was pushed open roughly, and Yue Sanbu came forward and tore open the whole piece of red curtain with one hand, picked up the drowsy man and dragged him out of bed: "Qianmian! What are you doing!? Wait dead?"

Qianmian wasn't annoyed, he just raised his arms and half-lyed on the ground in this position and looked up at him: "You came to find me?"

Yue gritted her teeth and punched the bed: "The master of the palace has already ordered the withdrawal of troops back to Jiuchongtian. I have to leave and I still don't see you. Let me come to you."

Qian Mian lazily turned his neck: "Why are you looking for me?"

Yue was out of breath and could hardly communicate with this person, but he held back his anger but froze suddenly when he saw the real doubt in Qianmian's eyes.

"What are you thinking? What are you going to do?" Yue hurriedly knelt down and looked at Qianmian face to face: "Qianmian! Don't be stupid! Come with me!"

Qianmian sneered and waved his hands: "Forget it, you can go, I am originally from Beiming, why did I leave my home? I don't want to go to Tianyu."

Yue was stunned, and when she came back to her senses, she stuttered and said, "But...the Palace Master...will leave immediately."

Qianmian nodded with an "oh", got up from the ground, covered his waist and fell back on the bed, this time closing his eyes together.

"Let's go."

"Thousands of faces?" Yue called.

No one answered.

"Qianmian!" Yue Chong went to try to pick up the person who was pretending to be sleeping, but was punched by Qianmian on the left shoulder.

"Do you still remember what you owe me?" Qianmian approached Yue with a smile and whispered, "This is my only condition, do you understand? Do you understand?"

"I don't agree?" Yue asked with a trembling voice.

Qianmian stared at him, but he was quite serious: "It's not necessary, you really don't need it. I don't want anything anymore, just this one time, really, let's go, from now on we have nothing to do with each other, and you don't want to. Don't stand in front of me anymore, we're done."

We're done. . . .Cleared up. . .

Qianmian patted Yue on the shoulder: "Let's go, let's go faster, and let me hurry up too."

"Is this your request?" Yue asked softly.

"En." Qian Mian lay back, closed his eyes again, and waved his hand: "Bon voyage, close the door for me."

Afterwards, the ear was really quiet, soundless, and in a trance, there was a slight sound of closing the door, heavy and decisive, closing everything outside like this.

There was a smile on Qianmian's mouth, and he said with emotion: "It's just a dream!"

It was just a dream, after sleeping, when he woke up, he was still a kid who didn't understand anything, his mother who only wanted to be superior was still sitting there wearing armor, and then grabbed his ear and called him get up.

Then, someone would run in and say, "The young master has brought you back!"

But this time, he didn't run out like the others while eating the cakes, and he didn't see that elder brother who wasn't much older than him but didn't like to laugh and pretended to be old.

In the end, they never met.

Qianmian laughed and laughed, tears poured out uncontrollably, he raised his hand, and slowly tore off the mask from his face.

Mottled scars ran across his forehead, straight across the tear mole at the corner of his eye, and then spread to his earlobe.

Tears flowed down the scar, Qianmian touched it lightly, and suddenly said: "It really hurts."

The empty hall was exceptionally quiet.

"It's boring," Qian Mian muttered, slowly igniting a fire: "This is how beautiful it is."

Everyone in the temple waited with bated breath, but Qian Xiao did not give an order for a long time.

The news that the Demon Emperor had arrived on the central island was passed three times before Qian Xiao made a slight movement, just raised his head, and his frown that was originally slightly frowned became even tighter.

Yue Dabu stepped forward, bowed and knelt down: "This subordinate is incompetent, I can't bring back the left protector, and I ask the hall master to punish me."

Qian Xiao's chest rose and fell slightly, and said: "What about others?"

"Go back to the hall master, in the hall."

Qian Xiao's icy cheeks were well-defined, and they froze the air for a moment, making people panic.

Yue tried to think of something to do: "Master, this subordinate can..."

"Withdraw!" Qian Xiao suddenly ordered.

"Hall Master!" Yue widened his eyes and couldn't believe it. He knelt and moved forward a few minutes, but only touched the corner of Qian Xiao's clothes that danced when he turned around.

"Since he wants to stay, let him go!" Qian Xiao didn't know who he was talking to.

"Withdraw!!"

Yue only knelt, and his last hope was wiped out, until the people around him slowly helped him up, and the mighty temple crowd began to gather towards Tianyu.

And no one noticed that Qian Xiao could not control his slowly shaking right hand when he called out to withdraw troops, and no one noticed the fleeting fireworks on the central island gradually moving away behind him.

Soon after, Hong Yang returned to the throne and the restriction was lifted.Beiming regained its vitality, and the world glowed blue.

But all of this, the few people under the deep sea are far from knowing.

During the days of waiting for the breeze, several people couldn't help but cleanse the endless city again.

For half a month, Mo Xuan was waiting for the burst of long-settled anticipation and joy in an instant, but he never thought that what was waiting for him was far from what he expected.