Ling Xuanluo reunited with Duan Xiao in the phantom life talisman, and was very happy to see him safe and sound, but unexpectedly after seeing a boulder, his long-missing uncle Zhu Xing came out, which made him stunned. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

There were corpses all over the place, and all the people or other creatures killed by Yun Qing with the Evil Power Heaven Destroying Curse were abandoned by her in the swamp. Therefore, the illusion talisman that was originally used as a refuge and saved lives in the flames of extinguishing the sky has become a natural and ghostly cemetery.

And how did Zhu Xing meet Yun Qing and bring him here? The most important thing is that whoever appears here is either a dead body or a remnant of bones, but he is a living person, and he has been there for an unknown amount of time.

No wonder whether it is the Flying Fire Streamer Wall of Jiluo Mountain, or the Elf Network of Doudou, he can't be found in any way, who would have expected that he would fall into Yunqing's phantom talisman?

Duan Xiao saw Ling Xuanluo staring at him intently, with a complicated expression on his face, and sighed lightly: "I was thrown into the swamp pool of the illusion talisman by Yun Qing, and I couldn't climb out even if I struggled with all my might, and I almost sank, it was Xingzhu Immortal who saved me at a critical moment." ”

"Xingzhu Immortal?hehehe...... Who is Xingzhuxian?The name is so familiar, Silly Beard seems to have heard it somewhere, hehehe......" Zhuxing heard these three words, smirked and took Duan Xiao's words, and saliva flowed from the corners of his mouth as he spoke.

Ling Xuanluo came back from his astonishment, ran to his side in a few steps, grabbed him by the shoulder and asked, "Xing...... Uncle Xing, it's really you!How can you ...... After rescuing you from Yaozhi in the Netherworld, I couldn't find you any trace of you, where did you go for so long? How did you get caught by Yunqing? How long did you stay here? And why didn't she kill you?"

He looked even more terrifying than when he saw him in the Male Pet Pavilion, Ling Xuanluo was heartbroken, grabbed his shoulders and shook him, and asked a series of questions, but instead of answering, he thought it was funny, and kept smirking as he pushed and shoved.

Duan Xiao couldn't bear to look down any longer, stopped him and said, "Xuanluo, don't waste your efforts anymore, he doesn't know you anymore." His current intelligence is only equivalent to that of a three-year-old child, and he can't remember anything of the past. With that, he hung his head quickly, for fear that Ling Xuanluo would see his tears rolling down.

"Uncle Shi, how did it come to this?"

Although Ling Xuanluo had to admit this fact, he was still unwilling to give up, and continued to ask tentatively: "Uncle Shi, do you remember Shui Ling'er? That little boy who sat on your shoulder every day when he was five years old and played, I am him, I am your most beloved nephew, even if you have forgotten the past, how can you not recognize me?"

Seeing that Zhu Xing still didn't react, he simply raised his palm, and was about to press his Tianchi acupoint to transmit his true qi to him, to see if he could help him recover some of his memories. But when his hand was in the air, he was firmly grasped by the broken flute, just looked at him and shook his head sadly.

Uncle Zhuxing, when we meet again, I have become a waste, and I have no memory of the past. Ling Xuanluo was completely heartbroken, and he was almost about to cry bitterly, but he heard Zhuxing chanting: "Ling'er...... My bell...... Zhuyue threw you into the Xuanbing Cave, don't be afraid, Uncle Shi is here to save you......"

Ling Xuanluo and Duan Xiao raised their heads suddenly, and looked at him at the same time, their eyes couldn't tell whether they were surprised or happy.

He seemed to be deeply stimulated, and although his expression was still stupid, there was a look of fascination in his eyes, and he kept repeating: "Ling'er...... My bell ......"

(To be continued.) )