Floating love for thousands of years, true love is the only one

Beloved person.

"You? Fiancee?" Yue Chen closed her eyes and a drop of water rolled down with her body temperature.

"Yes, my fiancée." He paused and added: "The woman I love deeply." The words hurt her heart, but she couldn't cry because she couldn't bind him with pity, and sympathy couldn't replace it love.Even if they've had it once, it's a last resort.

"Her, what happened to her?" Yuechen endured the pain in his heart, and it took a long time before he said this sentence with great effort.

"She has been sleeping for three years, wait for me to wake her up." Qing Lingyun said this and couldn't help but think of Tianli's sleeping face in the ice coffin, and finally passed away with a smile.

"The high priest won't see you... take me with you." Yue Chen looked at him with heartache.Since he saved her life, she will give it back to him.

"Can you see it?" Qing Lingyun then turned to look at her, and Yuechen was even more beautiful under the moonlight.He seemed to suddenly understand why she was called Yuechen.Only when the moon rises is the dust clearer.If it wasn't for his long-standing desire to belong, he would definitely fall in love with such a woman.

"Don't forget that I am also the princess of the Eternal Clan." Yue Chen's sweet smile that hid her thoughts overflowed again.No one could see the determination behind her smile.

"Yuechen is a good woman, she deserves happiness, isn't it Fusheng?" In the dark, Xiao Wei leaned on Fusheng's shoulder and quietly looked at the backs of the two in the distance.

Fusheng beside him didn't speak, although he was a god, he didn't know what would happen to this ill-fated woman.Gently stroking Xiaowei's black hair with his hand, he combed the black hair that was blown by the wind.

When the morning arrives as scheduled, the night will not leave because of your retention.Sweeping away the sadness of yesterday, everyone reloaded.Go in the direction of the ancient tribe.

The Wangu tribe has thousands of years of history, and they are very familiar with Fusheng.The catastrophe thousands of years ago was done by the then high priest of the Wangu tribe, Elder Situ.As a result, Fusheng scattered all his cultivation bases to suppress the group of demons.

Thousands of years have passed, things are not people, and many grievances and grievances have disappeared with the parties.After a few lives, reincarnated in a few lives, I gradually forgot, only this land remains unchanged, and only it can tell the past.

"The Eternal Clan here we are." Yue Chen said lightly, this is the place where she was born, but she has no feelings for this place, only heartache hatred.

A few people walked into the city, although it is not as prosperous as the Central Plains, but there are also many products.But everyone has no intention to appreciate it, and there are more important things that have not been completed.

"Yuechen, how can we meet the high priest?" Qing Lingyun hurriedly asked her, after waiting for a long time, he didn't want Tianli to wait alone in the ice where it was too cold.

"Why are we here so anxiously?" Yuechen said with a smile on his face, without any sadness of revisiting the old place, and everyone was relieved.

"It's more important to get down to business first." Qing Lingyun urged again.

"Well, I know. Come with me to see the street and have fun first." She insisted on going to Qing Lingyun, but it was not easy to stop her, and everyone went with her.Yuechen looked around the street like a happy little girl, Qing Lingyun didn't understand how it was so strange that this was the place where she lived.She clamored for the candied haws to eat unscrupulously, and then watched the juggling on the street so much that she didn't look like she was going to do business at all.

It was getting late, the sun was about to set, and everyone had been with her for a day, everyone had some displeasure on their faces, especially Qin Feng, who stared at Qing Lingyun fiercely.Qing Lingyun was a little embarrassed and felt that all this was just her messing around.At this time, Yuechen happened to be going to the pond to see the bright moon in the lotus pond, so Qing Lingyun couldn't help but shouted angrily with a straight face:

"That's enough, we're here to do business, not to play with you." He always felt that this little girl had played him like a monkey, and now he began to wonder if her life experience was also fabricated.

"Okay, come with me to see Concubine Mu again." The expectant gaze of a pair of big watery eyes made them unable to refuse any longer.

Some of the weeds in a courtyard grow up to the waist, and only the ruins of the huge palace remain, but the outline can still be seen. It turns out that this is also a palace, but it has been burned by fire, and some walls are blackened.It is full of desolation, who will tell its past?Where is the master of the temple?

"Mother Concubine Ankang, Xiaoyue'er has come to see you." The weeping voice echoed in the empty field.She knelt on the cold ground with her head buried deep between her knees.Cry silently, but the tears have flowed a thousand lines.

With traces of wandering souls moving through, Fu Sheng felt that there was a dangerous aura here, so he gathered his spiritual power quietly.Yan Jun also felt a powerful soul body appearing here.

A gust of wind blew a bit gloomy like blowing out of hell, making people's pores shrink, and Qing Lingyun shuddered.Yuechen was still kneeling, but her hands were clasped tightly on the ground, she raised her head and stared at the darkest place in the hall as if she knew something.

"Princess Yuechen, you are here." An old and hoarse voice echoed in the dilapidated hall and seemed to be in their ears, seeming to be far away, seeming to disappear without a trace.Fu Sheng fixed his brows and stared at him, and released his spiritual power to investigate the source of the voice and the opponent's strength, but found nothing. He was very surprised that with his divine power, who else would be above him besides the original gods of his master's generation?It seems that the alien master in Nanjiang should not be underestimated.

At the same time, the soul that Yan Jun released to investigate without a trace still never returned.A few people looked dignified but stopped investigating, since they came, let's wait for the other party to show up, right?They want to see where it is sacred.Fu Sheng stands in front of Xiao Wei, Yue Chen and Qing Ling Yun and protects them behind him.Yan Jun and Qin Feng stood beside him, one on the left and the other on the right.

"Since you're here, come out." Fu Sheng said loudly to the people in the room. It's rude for him to use the word "you" to address the other party, but who in this world can let him use the respectful title except his master is the emperor of heaven He also couldn't get Fu Sheng's sincere respect.

"Hehe, you young people are too impolite." The old voice sounded again, but it didn't sound angry.Slowly walking out of the shadows, the black air lingers around the gray clothes, covering it from head to toe, making it impossible to see the appearance of this person at all.

"Great...high priest!" Yuechen's body kept shaking, she was so scared to see this person who brought shadow to her childhood.

The sun has disappeared on the horizon, and night slowly descends with mystery.There are no bustling hawkers on the street and pedestrians hurrying home. They don't know that there is a murderous intention hidden in the dilapidated palace not far from them.Thousands of miles away, a man in white clothes and a jade face stood on the clouds and looked down calmly.

(57) Prelude to the Rainstorm

The world is dark, everything is peaceful, and the silver needle can be heard falling to the ground.

Time stops here and doesn't move forward.

The starlight of the fireflies floats in the air. Usually this is the habitat of insects, but now they dare not go half a step beyond the thunder pond.

The mysterious person known as the High Priest was suspended in the mid-air, and the black soul lingered, like the Nine Nether Rakshasa, and suddenly the demonic aura surged into the sky.Makes the day even darker, like it's about to fall.In the distance came the sound of cries, gongs beating, and animals barking.There will be disasters in the vision of heaven and earth.

The sky is falling!That's the first feeling.Fu Sheng secretly thought in his heart: such a great divine power can shake the sky, this person is not simple.Yan Jun looked at the mysterious man in the air, and the eyes of the black soul on his body were shining with burning light.More envy and admiration.Hell black soul comes from the soul of different space in hell.It was the place where he and Qingwu went, where the old Pluto Wandering Soul Guard could go there, let alone come out with the black soul and refine them, he couldn't do all of these.It seems they have met a formidable enemy.

The man in white standing thousands of miles above the clouds, and a strange beast like a cow but not a cow squatting beside him, looked down at them.His eyes were serious.

"Master, who do you think that man is from?" Xiqu beside him asked respectfully with a cute tone, contrary to his huge and bulky appearance, he gave people a funny feeling no matter what look.The white-clothed man it claims to be its master is Xuan Qing, the supreme figure in the demon world.

Xuan Qing stood with his hands behind his back in a cool and unrestrained manner, with a calm and calm look, and said objectively: "This person's supernatural power can shake the sky, and the black soul with the underworld and different dimensions must have a lot of background. And that person hasn't made any moves yet. The spiritual power of everything around him is sucked into his body and becomes his own spiritual power."

"Oh? Why didn't I see it?" Xiqu widened his eyes and looked over again for sure, but there was still no change. In its eyes, the black man just stood there motionless, and no spiritual power was sucked into him. .

Xuan Qing squinted at it with a look of hating iron but not steel.Wiping its eyes with spiritual power, he said, "Open!"

"Ah, ah, really. The master has gathered a lot of spiritual power of various colors, and there is a steady stream of spiritual power flowing towards him. Isn't this ability only possessed by the master?" Xuan Qing ignored its excited discovery.Just said lightly:

"Everything in the universe has spirituality, and the level of cultivation ability and skills are all related to one's understanding and the depth of opportunity." Xuan Qing said this set of truths, even if he couldn't understand it, but he didn't dare To ask again, I can only change the topic that it is most concerned about at the moment:

"Then master, how do you think he is better than Fusheng? Who will win this time?"

"It's the same. I don't care who wins or loses, I just want to see who has the last laugh." Xuan Qing's face was filled with a smile.It's that kind of confident and proud smile.

"Then wouldn't they both suffer? That's right, that's right." Xuan Qing didn't pay any attention to it at all, only paying attention to the actions of the people below.Seeing that he didn't want to say much, Xiqu shut his mouth and waited for the show to begin.

The wind does not blow, the grass does not move.

Shut your eyes lightly