[System + Zhetian] Ye Fan, hello

The white jade pen appeared in Wen Lang's hand, and Wen Lang received the pen in his hand without moving immediately.Wisps of purple air began to spread from the scroll, and these purple air diffused over the corner, climbed up the window sill, and gradually penetrated outside, becoming Wen Lang's eyes.

Dark clouds gather together to cover the moon, but they can't stop the fire phoenix flying in the sky and the overwhelming glare. Everyone in Shencheng is in danger, but some people can't let go of the interests in their hearts, and they must persevere despite the danger .

Not far from Wen Lang's house, there are so few people who have been guarding the door, obviously unwilling, and don't believe that Wen Lang knows nothing about Ye Fan's affairs.

Ziguang just paused, and then began to change.These fogs began to cover the whole house. After they took shape, people outside would only see Wen Lang sitting at the table when they looked inside the house.

A bean lamp was quietly burning on the table, and the flame flickered on and off, as if catching the sound of a battle outside.Wen Lang took out the white jade pen again, and watched the battle scene on the other side of the city of God - Hualongchi from the scroll.

The state of the god king is very bad, his body is emaciated, only a skeleton remains, the skin sticks to the bones, as if he has no sound.But it seemed to be a little better than what Wen Lang saw in the Purple Mountain.

At the beginning, he thanked the other party for saving Ye Fan, but he had no way to thank him. In the end, he could only use the scroll to attract the vitality of Zishan, and slowly deduct the vitality from those creatures in the source to nourish the god king. Can hang the breath of the king of gods.

This was an unintentional move at the time, but he didn't want it to be a help today. As long as the god king can wake up earlier, Wen Lang's safety will be more guaranteed.

This night, Wen Lang guarded the end of the scroll all night.The elders of the Jiang family tried their best, but they couldn't stop the enemies coming like tigers and wolves.Every time Wen Lang wanted to help, the white jade pen was raised several times, but slowly put down.If you use your ability tonight, you will definitely plant hidden dangers for your future actions, and Wen Lang can't afford to bet on it.

He gritted his teeth, but the white jade pen finally disappeared in his hand.

As long as Ye Fan survives this tribulation, he will bear the hurdles of the four extremes.

Facing the revived Jiang Shenwang, the old monster from 4000 years ago, and twelve holy masters, one after another staged a grotesque battle of life and death.Wen Lang kept his face calm, just staring at Ye Fan closely.

Fairy Caiyun was dealing with the god king and the terrifying people, she was covered in blood, she was already at the end of her strength.This woman has survived a long time and finally met the person who was waiting, but she may not even be able to make eye contact with the other person for the last time.

The Ninth Bandit, Jiang Yi, came here with the Heavenly Demon Pot in his hand, but after all, he just solved the current disaster, Fairy Caiyun, is about to die.

Wen Lang's eyes were dry. He looked at the old woman who was still staring at the god king even though her life was dying. The white jade pen appeared in his hand again.

"Host, please don't use your power at will, otherwise, even a chance of survival will be lost." The system hurriedly came out to stop him.

"I just did what I had to do."

"But you can be more indifferent, don't you not pay attention to people in this world?" The system was very anxious and wanted to persuade him.

"That was before. Didn't you also say that my sense of belonging is gradually increasing? If so, it's not surprising that I have feelings for the people in this place, right? What's more, I just want them to see each other for the last time." Wen Lang shot To the chest, bit by bit, the picture scroll was dyed, and it landed on the position where Fairy Caiyun was. The blood of the two men blended together, and it was impossible to tell whose it was.

At the same time, at the place where Ye Fan was, the remnants of the magic medicine that escaped when the god king used the magic medicine before began to gather together, and a pure breath of life sank into Caiyun Fairy's chest. As if returning to the light, his complexion began to turn rosy.

Everyone was shocked by this scene for a while, and the next second, Jiang Yun called the people around him to help the god king refine the magic medicine.

"Quickly, join me in wishing the god king to refine the magic medicine." It would be good if these two people meet again after 4000 years.

The remnant of the magical medicine has been hanging on Fairy Caiyun's breath.I don't know if she sensed the strength that started pouring into her body, but her eyes gradually brightened, and she persisted with all her might.Everyone stepped up their efforts to help refine, and within half a day, the God King finally slowly opened his eyes.

At first glance, he passed the crowd and finally saw the person who had been waiting for him for 4000 years.

4000 years ago, he was dressed in white clothes better than snow, and he traced the world, accompanied by a peerless beauty.

4000 years later, he is a late hero, a beauty with white hair, and only a pair of eyes that have been watching him are left.

Seeing the second the God King opened his eyes, Fairy Caiyun subconsciously wanted to hide.She is old, her former beauty has changed her appearance, her skin is dry and her appearance is gone.However, the pain in her body pulled her back from escaping.Yes, her time is running out, so what is there to care about?It is also good to be able to see her brother Taixu for a second in this limited time.

Wen Lang was outside the picture scroll, looking at Fairy Caiyun who was embraced by King Jiang, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Host..." The system's hesitant voice was full of frustration.

"Don't worry." Wen Lang comforted it with a smile, "I'm fine."

Fairy Caiyun finally went, and her spirit was cut off, even if she was a god king, she could only help her in the slightest.In the end, the king of gods hugged Fairy Caiyun, who had regained her youth, and gently put her into Hualong Pond.

The resurrection of the god king, no one can stop it.

The enemies who had come to kill him fell one after another in his hands. The peerless king of gods was so elegant, and after 4000 years, he finally revealed a corner.

When the God King and the Night King were fighting, Wen Lang walked out of his house.

The coercion generated by the confrontation between the two had already enveloped Shencheng, and when Wen Lang went out, the few people guarding outside his door had already limply on the ground.

"Stop, where are you going?" Those people struggled on the ground, but they didn't dare to let him go easily, and kept a close eye on Wen Lang.It's a pity that in Wen Lang's eyes, they really have no majesty at all. The image of struggling on the ground is really similar to the salted fish in his students' mobile phones when they were on earth.

Wen Lang walked up to one person, condescendingly, brushed off the non-existent dust on his clothes, and said with a smile, "Apologize to me today, and I will spare your life."

"What did you say?" The man instinctively was provoked, and when he thought that this guy was just a little girl with a high level of cultivation, he felt even more angry. He struggled to stand up and wanted to give Wen Lang a good look, but he didn't want Wen Lang why They can stand, but they can only lie down pitifully.

"It seems that you disagree." Wen Lang gave him a smile, the man sacrificed his weapon, and wanted to teach him a lesson, but suddenly his eyes widened.Several streaks of purple light fell into the bodies of him and his companion at the same time, and Wen Lang's smile was his last memory.

Wen Lang swept across several corpses on the ground and threw them into the volcano in the painting at the same time.

"What did you lose?" Zixia complained slightly.

"It's just a few ants."

"Where are you going?" Zixia didn't care about the ants in his mouth, but asked the real question in her heart.

"Where are you going? It's probably time to let you go."

The author has something to say: I can only let God King and Fairy Caiyun meet each other alive, but I can’t let them stay together_(:3」∠)_

It’s almost glass slag_(:3」∠)_ Don’t worry, it’s not too cruel :)