Jiang Nanjun took Feng Nie and rode away on Mangtou Eagle. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Shui Ling'er watched the majestic back of the eagle disappear into the sky, and his heart was lost.

On the way back to Jiluo Mountain, he seemed to have lost his voice and did not say a word. Dou Dou understood his feelings, in fact, when he thought of Feng Ni, how could he feel good in his heart?

So the water bell didn't sound well, so he didn't bother him, just stood quietly on the bamboo sword, looking at the green mountains and clear water that were speeding under his feet, thinking about his thoughts alone.

Compared to the two people who talked and laughed when they went to the East China Sea, they are now exhausted and depressed, as if their spirits have been separated from their bodies.

Now that the heavy responsibility has been lifted, there is no need to rush hard. They walked all the way, looking at the scenery with a heavy heart all the way, and returned to Jiluo Mountain three days later.

Stepping on the land of Jiluo Mountain again, I felt a warm and home-like feeling in my heart.

Doudou was about to rush to the Mingzhu Peak military camp to report to the two adults, Shui Ling'er said goodbye to him and walked into the Floating Life Hall alone.

Sitting cross-legged in the meditation room, he hugged the brocade box left by Xi Mutong in his arms, and read the letters she wrote over and over again, and his mind could not get a moment of peace. He couldn't help but speculate about what earth-shattering things had happened to her, but he couldn't come up with an answer on his own.

"Aunt Shizu, where are you now? Ling'er misses you so much, Ling'er has a belly to say to you, please, let me find you, okay?"

He put down the brocade box and held the letter close to his heart, hoping that with this method, he could stop the turmoil that surged through his heart, but in the end, it backfired.

Finally, he couldn't help it anymore, roared in pain, stood up and stuffed a few handfuls of the contents of the brocade box into his sleeve, and then rushed out of the meditation room in a few steps, heading straight for the Valley of Passions.

He couldn't wait to run into the Xuantian Ice Cave, and when he arrived at the gate of the Fairy Spirit Tomb, he saw that the two Xuantian toads had returned to their positions, and they were honestly lying in front of the ice gate, spitting out Xuantian water leisurely, as if nothing had happened.

The ice door that had been shattered by the Son of Desolation had been repaired, and now it was so tightly sealed that it was impossible for anyone who did not open the door to enter.

Shui Ling'er stood at the door for a moment, reciting the formula, and the ice door opened to both sides with a "boom", and he strode in, flicked his sleeves, and closed the door behind him.

This was the first time he had not met the four immortals after entering the fairy mound. He seemed to have forgotten that there was something else around him, and all he could see was the empty ice bed. He walked to the bed and stood still, his face full of heartache.

The empty ice bed, the cold air floating, and the scene of Mr. Yufeng shaping his aunt's bones flew into his mind clearly.

He stood like a wooden man for a long time, when suddenly a cold hit him, spreading through his body like electricity.

With his current skills, even if he stays in an ice and snow cave that is ten times colder than the ice cave, it is not a problem, so this cold current does not come from outside his body, but from what he thinks in his heart.

"Who are you, Mr. Yufeng, why are you hiding so mysteriously? Well, since Ling'er is now unconcerned, why don't I make my own next mission and go to you? If my guess is correct, I will be able to find out what happened to my aunt through you. Are all of her unusual performances related to you, and why did my aunt designate you to lead me to cultivate the seventh layer of Heavenly Zen?"

Thinking of this, his stubborn face revealed a trace of coldness, walked to the dragon tooth mirror, and without hesitation, he made a fire forbearance move, broke the seal of the sealing mirror, and then plunged into the mirror.

In the dragon tooth mirror, the fog is still there. Shui Ling'er walked forward quickly, firmly walking towards the vast path.

Since he had already left Jiluo Mountain from the Dragon Tooth Mirror, he had no intention of going back from that mirror.

He needs to re-study the strange paths in order to find clues related to Xi Mutong.

He swore that even if he had to try all the routes, he would not hesitate until he found his aunt and grandfather. (To be continued.) )