When Immortal Venerable was called off in public

Qilu Mountain is the closest place to the God Realm. After the God Realm was destroyed, there was only a hazy misty sky left behind. What's interesting is that this place has its feet on the secluded capital of ten directions, and it is still a neighbor to the Demon Realm.

A man in a black robe walked out lazily. Perhaps because he hadn't opened his eyes for a long time, even the bright moonlight felt dazzling, so he stretched out his hand to block it. Under the extreme moonlight, he stretched his muscles and bones. He is tall and his black robe is loosely tied, revealing a thin chest. It seems that unparalleled power is dormant in his body. Compassion is overflowing, but if you look closely, it is the calm and numbness that treats everything equally.

Emperor Wangyuan was the first great power in the cultivation world to transform into a god, and he was also a famous handsome man back then. Later, because of the continuous improvement of his status and cultivation, no one dared to make false comments about his appearance.

Liu Juyuan randomly found a stone and sat down, pointing his slender fingers in the air, there seemed to be ripples, he was looking back and guessing the time.

"30 years?" Liu Juyuan suddenly said, with a rare surprise, his voice was deep and mellow, and it drifted into the night in an instant.

Liu Juyuan squinted his eyes. According to his prediction, he woke up at least 200 years ago, but now only 30 years have passed. What happened in between?He immediately observed his remnant soul carefully from his consciousness, and soon caught the breath of a stranger in it.

Liu Wangyuan was only shocked now, although he was admired by the six realms, but that was a name made by swords and fists, but in fact he had a lot of enemies, he counted all his acquaintances, he really couldn't think of anyone who could use his heart and soul to follow him The original spiritual power has been nourishing his remnant soul, and it took 30 years to restore it.

The man stood up abruptly, raised his hand slightly as he walked, and the robe that was hanging on his body just now became a black shirt that fit tightly to his body. The hem of the clothes was embroidered with deep purple pistil flowers, stretching out in large swaths. It exudes indescribable dignity.

The aura on the remnant soul is very strong, and Liu Wangyuan's current cultivation level is comparable to that of his peak period, so it is not a problem to find someone by using this.

He came to the Tianlan faction following the smell, and finally stopped in front of a bamboo house, surrounded by protective barriers, but because the owner was in danger, this barrier was as fragile as paper, Liu Huangyuan tore it away casually, pushed The wooden door was opened.

Su Wenqing lay quietly on the ground with peaceful brows, as if he was asleep, but his fingertips and lips were stained with a lot of blood, and Liu Zhuyuan smelled a familiar smell.

who is thisLiu Wangyuan turned Su Wenqing over, looked at his handsome and pale face, he was sure he didn't recognize him, of course, the most urgent thing was that this person was about to die.

There were traces of burning in the mind and soul, and the veins all over his body were too chaotic to see. Liu Wangyuan caught Su Wenqing's pulse and tried to inject some spiritual energy into it, but he didn't expect that this person even cracked the inner alchemy, and couldn't bear it at all. , Slightly frowned and vomited blood, Liu Juyuan hurriedly stopped, feeling that with the amount of blood the other party vomited two more times, the person would really be gone, so he picked and picked in the ring, and finally found a chemical Qingdan, you must know that even the Tianlan Sect doesn't have a few Huaqingdan, let alone such a pure color.

He gently opened Su Wenqing's mouth, and the Huaqing Pill melted in his mouth, and it wouldn't make it difficult for him to swallow, but when he left, when his fingertips touched the young man's lips, Liu Zhuyuan was stunned for a rare moment, feeling a strange numbness He was silent for a moment, then sighed softly.

The soul is the most sensitive place of a monk, literally sensitive.

Su Wenqing raised the remnant soul with his own spiritual power and heart blood for 30 years. To put it bluntly, he branded the remnant soul. Now that he is in contact with him, some other kind of throbbing is due to Liu Huangyuan. There is no way to control it.

Of course I don't care about these things now, it is not an exaggeration to say that the person in front of me is only alive, Liu Wangyuan passed through Su Wenqing's knee with one hand, and hugged him up.

After a whole night of recuperation, Su Wen cleared his inner breath and became more stable, the broken tendons did not heal at all, the sky was just getting bright, Liu Wangyuan withdrew his hand, without his support, Su Wenqing slowly fell backwards go.

Liu Juyuan took advantage of the situation to support him, and the head of the young Immortal Venerable lightly knocked on his shoulder. Su Wenqing's hair was already a little gray due to the serious injury. , Liu Wangyuan found that this person was quite good-looking, the crow-feather-like eyelashes shimmered and cast a small shadow on the lower eyelid, as if he had fallen asleep, revealing an unspeakable sense of fragility.

Liu Wangyuan took care of him to lie down, stood beside the bed for a moment, then turned and left.

Su Wenqing didn't expect that he could still wake up, how could...

Sunlight pours into the room through the window sills, fine dust slowly floats in the air, and there are crisp birdsong outside. Everything is so natural and comfortable that the seal of the underworld seems to be his illusion. Su Wenqing called back to reality.

Su Wenqing lay on the bed panting, and soon heard the sound of hurried footsteps outside.