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At the last moment of his life, Ji Chen is still chasing the moon on a silver crane, racing against the sun.

He knew that he would not fall into the Dead Sea, because there was someone to rely on behind him.

He is not familiar with this person.It is strange to think that they only met three days ago, but they seem to have been friends for a lifetime, flying all the way to the ends of the earth.

The severe pain made Ji Chen unconscious, and his internal organs seemed to be cut off by the battle line.

He opened his eyes wide and saw pebbles, paper swallows, ponds in the afternoon, swings by the ponds, golden chariots and horses, and buildings singing songs.

It suddenly turned into badly written talismans, behind-the-scenes ridicule, wandering journeys, and endless struggles.

In the end, there are dead souls that cannot be called back, and stars that cannot be picked.

The past was like smoke, he saw himself rushing towards the sky wall, like a bird hitting a cliff.

Many years after his death, a monk named Wei Zhenyu came to Baifeng Mountain, obtained his array inheritance and legacy, improved his array technique and then innovated it for his own use.

That Wei Zhenyu actually claimed to be the successor of Song Qianji.

Ji Chen vaguely thought, he can fool others, but not me, because Song Qianji is my friend.

"No, if I live my whole life like this, how can I have such good friends? Could it be that I am in someone else's illusion?"

When this idea arises, the icy lake water rushes in impatiently.He sank into the bottom of the lake, saw a huge boulder shining brightly, and couldn't help but want to get closer to see it clearly...

There was a sudden sound in my ear: "Come back to me!"

It was such a familiar voice, Ji Chen was startled, Brother Song is calling me? !

A powerful force broke through the water and pulled him out.

The cold water that submerged the soul was ebbing rapidly.Ji Chen opened his eyes, only to see mountains surrounded by mountains and the night fog on the lake.

The moon marks in the sky are faint, hidden in the clouds.

"Brother Song? You, are you real?" Ji Chen took a deep breath and stared at him, seemingly in disbelief, "We're back?"

"It's you who came back." Song Qianji said.

The anger dissipated, and a deep tiredness surged.Entering the fantasy world twice in a row, even he has reached his limit.

However, the shadow of the moon will be scattered and the sky will be bright.

"Brother Song, are you injured?" Ji Chen wanted to cry and laugh at the same time.His soul has just returned to its place, and his thinking is dull.

"Time is urgent." Song Qianji briefly explained the situation, "There is something I need you to do."

Ji Chen laughed, and said without hesitation: "Don't say anything, even if brother Song wants me to die, I will do it immediately after I settle down with my sister-in-law. I'm afraid that brother Song will do everything by himself, and leave me alone."

After he finished speaking, he was startled.

Knowing that Song Qianji would not let him die, why did he still say such frivolous words?

Could it be that the memory of "that life" is too deep to get rid of for a while?

Song Qianji was used to hearing Ji Chen's nonsense in the fantasy world, but he didn't notice something was wrong, so he took out something:

"Give this jade box to Ziye Manjusri, and then help Xiaomeng drive away."

Ji Chen reached out to take it, but the box didn't move at all.

Only then did he realize that Song Qianji's fingers were clenched tightly, his face sinking like water.

What is inside, so precious?Ji Chen was curious, but he didn't intend to pry into it: "Brother Song, what else do you want to say to Fellow Daoist Ziye?"

Song Qianji returned to his senses and let go, only saying: "He will understand after seeing it."

"Brother Song, take care." Ji Chen put away the jade box with complicated emotions, turned around and disappeared into the night fog.

Before the figure disappeared, Master Hua Wei hurriedly urged: "Don't worry about the remaining three, it's difficult to have both in the world, even if you are the god of Daluo, you can't save everyone... Hey, wait a minute, okay , choose at most one! Hurry up!"

He was also curious about how Song Qian would choose the opportunity.

In the afterglow of the moon shadow, the three people in the center of the lake were unconscious, standing like three ice sculptures in the fog.

Among the three, Wei Zhenyu has the highest cultivation level, strong luck, and the most precious treasure of heaven and earth "Endless Fire" to defend himself and protect his life, so he has the greatest possibility of breaking free from the Sansheng Stone.

Although He Qingqing's cultivation is not as good as Wei Zhenyu's, she has a stubborn personality and is resolute and resolute.In terms of mental stability, he may not lose to the former.

The last one is Miaoyan.

Song Qianji didn't dare to say that she knew Miao Yan in her previous life, but she only knew that she was soft on the outside and strong on the inside, and that the burden was too heavy, and she always wanted her to live a more comfortable life.

In this life, Miaoyan fell into obsession because of the song "The Song of Wind and Snow", which made her mood unstable, and she wanted to be "He Yun" instead of being Miaoyan.

No matter how you look at it, she is the most difficult person to save herself.

In the blink of an eye, Song Qianji had reached the center of the lake.

Hua Wei really didn't understand, did this person make a decision in his heart, or did he make a choice after thinking for a moment?

He suddenly laughed, and taunted in a strange way: "Okay Song boy, why don't you leave, you still want to save the most beautiful one! The hero is sad and beautiful... Eh?!"

"Beauty" suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes fixed.

Real Hua Wei was shocked.

"Song Qianji!" He Qingqing grabbed Song Qianji's forearm with five fingers like claws.

The force was so great that it made the latter feel a little sore.

Song Qianji remembered that she had just returned to her soul, and felt uneasy, so she didn't stop for a while: "How do you feel?"

However, not far away, two voices sounded almost simultaneously:

"Let him go!"

The incident happened suddenly, as soon as Song Qianji took out the paper talisman, He Qingqing woke up.

The three people in the lake returned to their souls almost in no particular order.

Miao Yan and Wei Zhenyu were the closest, they looked at each other subconsciously, and turned their heads away at the same time, showing a look of extreme indifference and disgust.

Song Qianji thought to himself, didn't you have a Taoist couple in your previous life?Is it a couple of lovers?

"You have seen the Sansheng Stone long ago, and you treat me like this?" Miao Yan smiled sadly, turned to Song Qianji, and suddenly raised her voice, "But she is not me, and I hate her. I hate that woman who failed you! She got it The best in the world, why don't you know how to cherish it?"

It turned out that she saw her previous life, Song Qianji sighed lowly: "Yes or no, it doesn't matter. The previous calamity is over, you still have a good life, so why bother?"

He has persuaded He Yun with these four words.Besides, it was like a mountain falling down, separating him from Miaoyan.

Miao Yan moved to move, Wei Zhenyu said coldly: "Don't approach him."

Song Qianji suddenly said: "You should already know where the wind and snow came from."

Miao Yan was stunned, she didn't know what to think of, but actually stopped, and said a sentence without beginning and end: "It turns out that when the wind and snow enter the battle, it means that the overlord removes his armor... why bother to be persistent."

After finishing speaking, he took a deep look at Song Qianji, turned around and walked away suddenly, like a ray of wandering soul, about to disappear without a trace.

Until she disappeared into the night mist, the three of them still heard these words echoed repeatedly.

He Qingqing said: "Brother Song, in the future I will have many lands and many seeds for you to choose and plant. Are you willing to join me? The two of us will join hands to create a new world..."

Does she see the future?Song Qianji withdrew his arm and took two steps back: "My land is enough for me to plant in this lifetime."

This is an obvious rejection.No matter what the other party promised about the future, he refused.

"You don't believe I can do it?" He Qingqing asked.

Song Qianji said gently: "You can come to Qianqu to take refuge, but I won't help you seize power."

He Qingqing's face paled suddenly: "I don't believe it! You must have promised me! Brother Song, think again. I clearly saw the two of us standing together..."

"Senior brother, don't listen to her nonsense!" Wei Zhenyu finally found a chance to interrupt, "Senior brother said he didn't want to, if you are more sensible, why don't you leave quickly?"

He Qingqing sneered: "I don't know how to be funny, what about you? Apart from playing tricks of a housewife and pretending to be good in front of Song Qianji, what other skills do you have?"

If it was in the past, Wei Zhenyu would swear, quarrel, and push the blame outright, but now he could only remain silent.

Because he thought of the fantasy world in a hurry, and felt that he was not right and angry.