After the abandoned white moonlight was reborn

Long Junge Yundao died.

Canglan was covered with sorrow again.

Changliu Mountain.

The cup in Shen Suanzi's hand fell, and the delicate porcelain fragments shattered to the ground.He didn't want to pick it up, and the dead look on his old and thin cheeks became more serious: "The demon world? It turned out to be the demon world."

With a character like him, he can see the ins and outs of this matter at a glance, "Ge Yun."

I vaguely remember that I was still a child.

When Xie Yu arrived, he caught a glimpse of the broken cup, waved his hand to restore the cup to its original state, poured tea and sat down.

The fortune teller ignored Xie Yu.

After sorting out his emotions, he greeted with a smile and said, "We welcome you at a loss."

Shen Chungui disappeared together with Xie Yu. Xie Yu jumped to the position of honor, but his descendants died without a sound. It would be too hypocritical to say that he had no idea.Even as otherworldly as he was, he was human.

But he would not be angry with Xie Yu, nor would he be dissatisfied, "Why did you think of coming to my place for tea?"

There is life and death.

Xie Yu looked directly at the fortune teller, the old man was dying, the oil was exhausted, and the person who once ruled the sea was indeed not long to live, it should be within the past two years: "Shen Chungui is dead, your Shen family has no heirs."

Shen Suanzi froze for a moment, caressing the rim of the cup with his skinny fingers, his expression was calm: "I know."

Once he died, Changliu Mountain would be completely dispersed.Shen Chungui's hexagram when he came out of the mountain was a big ominous one, so when he knew the news of Shen Chungui's death, he was just sad and never asked Xie Yu why.

In fact, Shen Chun shouldn't be allowed to go back, but if Shen Chungui wants to go, then let's go.

Xie Yu put down his cup: "I can't save you, but I can keep the Shen family alive."

The Changliu Mountain Budao should not stop at this tide.

Shen Suanzi's lips moved, and he smiled wryly: "You are also here to persuade me to accept disciples? It's not that I don't want to, it's because my Shen family has a special bloodline, and other people can't do it even if they practice my Shen family's kung fu..."

Several major families in the world of cultivating immortals have inheritances of skills and bloodlines.

His Changliu Mountain is the inheritance of blood.

A mirror as bright as the moon appeared in the small courtyard.

The divining artifact, the divine machine mirror.

Shen Suanzi trembled and wanted to touch it, but he didn't touch it after all. Although he didn't know when tears were streaming down his face, he smiled happily: "My Chungui is really a great talent."

Xie Wushuang doesn't practice divination, Shen Chungui got the magic mirror.His younger generation has fulfilled the long-cherished wish of the ancestors of Changliu Mountain in the past, and his younger generation is also a person with amazing talents and talents.After calming down, he asked Xie Yu to take back the magic mirror, "Chungui is gone, this thing should belong to you."

The 400 years when Shen Chungui and Xie Wushuang disappeared together was to break into the magic door.Fortunately, they broke through and brought back the divination artifact.But it wasn't so lucky, Shen Chungui died forever in the Shenji Gate.

This is the joint income of the two, and since Chungui is gone, it should belong to Xie Yu.

Even in the face of artifacts, the divine fortune teller has no greed.

He is a wise and gentle old man: "Keep it well and don't show it to others."

This is an artifact.

Xie Yu continued: "The magic mirror can keep your soul alive. I will take your blood essence and create a body for you. After a hundred years, you will be resurrected, but the past will be gone, and the cause and effect will disappear... It’s not you who was resurrected.” He raised his head and asked, “I don’t know what you want?”

Only then did God's operator know what it meant to let the Shen family continue its inheritance.He looked at Xie Yu, the person in front of him was dressed in snow and frost, and his eyes were indifferent and cold, as if he was quite unkind.

Those hesitations and suspicions were blown away with the wind, he refilled Xie Yu's tea, and said with sincere emotion: "Thanks to Wushuang, Canglan is fortunate."

Xie Yu lowered his eyes, his voice was still cold: "Don't dare."

Shen Suanzi smiled, Xie Wushuang just looked a little cold, but in fact he couldn't be more gentle.

In the spring of the following year, Dao, the fortune teller, died.

White flags were hung on Changliu Mountain, and the mountain was full of plain onyx. There was an endless stream of people who came to worship, but they soon dispersed. There was only one person in mourning clothes and white flowers. He hadn't eaten meat for three years.

Before leaving, Xie Yu asked, "Are you old with the Shen family?"

Qin Miaomiao shook her head with a smile: "No." She pulled the hair from her sideburns, "Don't think too much about it, Daoist Wushuang." She paused, as if thinking of someone, her voice gradually lowered, " Fellow Daoist Shen is gone, I... just mourn for you."

Xie Yu was silent for a moment.

The white silhouette looked as cold as frost in the night, and disappeared quickly after shaking a few times.

Qin Miaomiao obviously didn't say anything, but the word mourning for a friend seemed extraordinarily heavy. Xie Yu felt a little sad for no reason. When he came out of Changliu Mountain, he stepped on the clouds, the cold wind was blowing on his face, and he felt a little depressed.

Xie Yu had no intention of hurting Qin Miaomiao.

When people live in this world, the relationship is intricate. There are many things that cannot be discussed as right or wrong, or right or wrong.

On the clouds is a night like splashed ink.

A silver moon shines on the ground like flowing water.

The wind blew all night.

Cang Lan became nervous.

The battles between the two worlds broke out frequently, and the Demon Realm did not retreat this time, and both sides suffered heavy losses.In the past, the venerable would not perish for hundreds of thousands of years, but in these years, the venerable will die after a few years or a few decades.

These days, the Venerable seems to be worthless.

After learning that Shen Suanzi had finally fallen, Liandong wiped off the blood on the knife, with a cold smile on his handsome face, he looked at the Liangjie Mountains, at the vast and boundless Canglan: "I, the Demon Cultivator, should return to Canglan." Lan."

The strength of the Demon Realm is weak, and if you want to defeat the strong with the weak, and turn against the wind, you can only pay attention to a strange word.

There is a saying in the art of war, to attack by surprise.

Since Liandong succeeded to the throne, he has not done much, and he has always ended in failure.But Old Demon Han still trusted Liandong sincerely, believed in his monarch, he bent down deeply, restrained his excitement and said: "With your will, we will definitely be able to win the Two Realms Mountain this time."

That's not the fault of Lonicera, it can only be said that Lonicera is unlucky.Wanting to kill the god operator, Xie Wushuang shocked the mountains of the two worlds with his sword, and the sword of the Taoist ancestor was born; instigated against the demon world, Ge Yun was able to steal the treasure of the forbidden area of ​​the demon world, and blocked it with his body... It is not a fault of war, but the time is not good.

Lonicera is not an incompetent person.

It's just... There is Xie Wushuang who can make trouble. If it weren't for Xie Wushuang, the Demon Realm would have already invaded Canglan by now.

The fight in Liangjie Mountain is still going on, Liandong's eyes are always calm, no one knows what a bold decision he made, he said that the counterattack is not to take down Liangjie Mountain as Old Devil Han thought.

He is going to kill Canglan.

It can't be delayed any longer, and if it continues, there will be no chance.

Xin Yi, who had disappeared for a long time, suddenly appeared.

He knelt down on one knee and reported: "My lord, Immortal Hongxue is indeed recuperating at Ling Xuefeng."

"He's still not healed?" Old Demon Han didn't believe it. "He didn't suffer from multiple injuries, so it's impossible that he didn't heal." Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Lonicera. It was expected.

The rest of the words stuck in his throat.

Liandong glanced at Old Demon Han: "Didn't you find out that there was a dream beast in Wushangyuan?" He hooked his lips and smiled, "Release the news." Seeing that Old Demon Han didn't seem to believe that Feng Ciyue was still recuperating, He explained, "Feng Ciyue's injury won't take so long, it's his fault. His cultivation base has reached long ago, but he hasn't ascended for so long, it must be a big problem with his mood, let alone Seriously, he may have gone mad, and his life will not be long."

Old Mo Han almost died under the sword of Feng Ciyue several times. He was afraid and in awe of Feng Ciyue. problem.But Liandong was a little bit, he also realized: "Feng Ciyue's talent is outstanding, it's not because of his lack of strength...it should be because of a problem with his mood." But he still doubted, "Being obsessed, it's impossible to die soon, right? .”

It would be a good thing if Feng Ciyue died, but it should not be possible, "Feng Ciyue is the veritable No. [-] in the Canglan, what is it... that made him unable to let go, and fell into a maze."

At the realm of Feng Ciyue, fame, wealth, money, power and beauty are just passing clouds.

What does he want that isn't readily available?

Lonicera didn't expect it either.

But he just frowned and stopped thinking about it: "It's not important."

"Since your lord already knows about this, why spread the news about the dream beast?" Old Demon Han doesn't believe that Liandong doesn't know the role of the dream beast. "Aren't you worried that he will complete his way because of this?"

Dream beast, also known as "Huang Liang Yi Meng" beast.

Hence the name Siyi, it can lull people to sleep, and fulfill the most regrettable thing of the dreamer in the dream.If Feng Ciyue could see her own inner demons clearly and overcome them, they would just be on fire, but Liandong wouldn't do such a stupid thing, Old Demon Han thought for a while and said, "Could it be that your lord wants to Ambushes in the Supreme Abyss to kill the wind and say goodbye to the moon?"

If the news is true, Feng Ciyue will definitely go to Wushangyuan, this is indeed a good opportunity to get rid of him.

Thinking of this, Old Demon Han became excited: "This is indeed a good opportunity."

"No." Liandong said lightly, "I don't want to kill Feng Ciyue."

Xie Wushuang is Feng Ciyue's apprentice, Feng Ciyue is seriously injured now, if he goes to Wushangyuan, Xie Wushuang will definitely go with him, maybe Sword Sect Master Ling Xun and the venerables he has befriended will go to Wushangyuan together, After all, dream beasts are not so easy to catch, and the Supreme Abyss is also a dangerous place for the Venerable.

His words shocked thousands of feet, "My goal is Canglan."

As soon as the news of the dream beast came out, at least Jianzong couldn't just sit back and watch Feng Ciyue die, and Feng's wouldn't either. At that time, Cang Lan's internal defense force would be at its weakest, and success or failure would depend on one action.

Liandong felt that if he waited any longer, he would really have no chance.

There is no doubt that Xie Wushuang will definitely solve the demon domain before he ascends.

The author has something to say:

It's the end, it's over by Thursday.

If you are interested in the side story, I will write about the past life.

Regarding the copywriting of the text name... If you guys really feel that your hips are stretched, you can mention it in the comment area in the past two days, and I will change it as appropriate. Comparing my heart, biubiu—