In the Hall of Return, in front of the shadow wall, Xi Mutong didn't know how many times he silently recited the "Return Words" in his heart.

"Faint and forgetful, illusion and floating. Come back, it's not me anymore. Is it still me when I came? Thousands of years have passed, and Xi Mutong has died countless times. The shepherd boy girl on the top of Cangyao Mountain back then has long since ceased to exist......"

She held her hand on the shadow wall, standing unsteadily, her face full of sorrow.

"Heavens, you can take my bones, my flesh, and even my soul and my blood, but why do you want to take away my right to cry?

"I stand in front of the flying fire, looking at the joy of family and family in the world, but I can't love or hate. Now, the people around me are leaving me one by one, and how I want to keep them and hold them, but they are still gone, and they have not even left their footprints. I, Xi Mutong, am really the hope in the eyes of the world, can I really protect them and bring them peace? God, please have mercy on me, please give me mercy, Tong'er wants to rest, Tong'er wants to leave, instead of watching them leave......"

She slowly unfolded her palm, and in her palm was a teardrop-like crystal clear Ximu spirit bead. Yun Zhishang's soul hid inside, flickering like a small lamp, and she could only cry out in her heart, crying out loudly in her heart.

was sad and unbearable, a "buzzing" sound sounded in her ears, and she looked up to see that it was a strange-looking secret Shura again.

The secret language Shura spit the mud pill in her palm, and wanted to fly away, who knew that Xi Mutong's face changed suddenly, and the fingertip Zen power penetrated, and the secret language Shura's strange cry of "huh" was actually sandwiched between her two fingers.

Xi Muxian, who had always been as gentle as water, suddenly became angry, and raised his eyebrows and stared at the monster between his fingers with clear eyes.

Whispering Shura had never expected her to attack like this, and for a moment she struggled frantically, trying to bite her fingers with her sharp teeth, but it was as if she was trapped in a vaporized meditation space, and no matter how she waved its wings, it could not grasp any support.

Xi Mutong stared coldly at this strange creature writhing desperately, and said like frost: "You have been wiped out with the Divine Clan for five hundred years, but you appeared at this time, who is it ordered by? If your master wants to join forces with my Immortal Clan, he can stand up openly, why bother to make a fool of himself here? Today I want to see where you come from!"

The face of the secret Shura was already ugly and terrifying, and when she said this, she was even more panicked, no longer struggling, but kowtowing and begging.

Xi Mutong ignored it, raised his palm, and a spirit bead appeared, locked it in, and then put it in his sleeve.

Bounce off the dirt and unfold the note, which reads: "Today, I will see the mountains." ”

"Are you finally willing to show up?" Xi Mutong sneered, his fingertips flickered, and the note instantly burned to ashes.

Fragmented from the mountain, hiding her ninety-nine years of nightmares.

Since being rescued by Wuyue Liuxian, she has never set foot in the air hell and dark evil land of the immortal clan. And this appointment means that in the cold night, the memories that still make her ** bone crushing pain will be completely reproduced tonight.

Why did this person choose the location of the secret meeting in Zhili Mountain? Does he not know what happened to her, or did he do it on purpose? She did not know, but in any case, she had to break into even the Longtan Tiger's Den, not to mention, it was just a torture mountain surrounded by resentful spirits. (To be continued.) )