"Don't cry. After I'm gone...... Remember to take care of yourself......"

Mu Su didn't care what the extraterritorial demon thought, turned to stare at her, and acted on his own illness.

The strength of the body is passing, his eyes are full of affection and reluctance, a trace of blood appears at the corner of his mouth, Mu Su smiled bitterly: "Don't always hide in the temple, go out for a walk...... Don't stay up late, your skin will become cough cough ......"

Mu Su craned up the rope, and with a violent cough, blood foam and internal organ fragments spit out from his mouth, and slowly fell to his knees.

"If you encounter cough cough cough cough...... When you meet someone you love, forget about me...... I'm happy to see you......"

Mu Su's lips squirmed, and in the end he couldn't say anything. The vision gradually blurred, and the body gradually became cold......

Weakly stretched out his hand and slowly lifted it on the chest of the stunned extraterritorial demon...... Touched it.

Plop –

Mu Su's body was weak and fell, lying in the cold and dead hall, at the feet of the extraterritorial demon.

The side face is pressed against the main hall, and the eyes are half-open. His fingers trembled slightly, and he borrowed the blood from the ground to write a few words......

Smack-

The fingers hung down weakly, and a puddle of blood was scattered by Mu Su, and there was no sound.

The red pupils looked at the handwriting with a little complexity and inexplicability.

[The murderer is ......]

How much does he want to play this meme???

……

Mu Su's vision darkened, and after about half a minute, the picture lit up again.

On top of a vast snow-capped mountain.

White mist shrouded the wilderness, and snowflakes fell slowly.

At the top of the mountains, a snow-capped peak rises into the clouds, standing out from the clouds.

There is an ice temple at the top of the peak. Under the refraction of sunlight, it is crystal clear, like a Genting Heavenly Palace.

The real ending animation finally appears, and Makisu only hates that there is no popcorn and no Coke here.

The hall was empty, except for a bed of ice in the center. A white-clothed woman is better than snow, and a woman as cold as a fairy sits on the ice bed, her slender hand is placed on the dantian, and her hand is just sealed.

This scene lasted for a long time, and the woman suddenly trembled slightly, and opened a pair of autumn eyes.

Her mouth opened slightly, and an ice bead spat out of her mouth, hovering in front of her.

For some reason, a crack appeared in the body of the ice bead, and then there was a small click, and the crack spread to the surrounding area, and in the blink of an eye, the entire ice bead was covered in, and then—

Smack-

There were too many cracks to be created, and they suddenly exploded into a cloud of crystal white mist.

The woman's beautiful face was miserable without a trace of blood, and Qiushui's long eyes looked at the vast snow scene outside the main hall in a daze.

"Lin Zhan ......"

……

Immortal Taizong, teaching field.

On the white jade platform, the ancestor of the Yuan Infant is teaching and explaining the practice.

The hundreds of futons in the audience were full, and the disciples either listened carefully, or indulged in it, or practiced according to the teachings.

There was one exception.

Lin Qing'er held her cheeks in her hand and looked at the highest main peak of Xianyuan Taizong in a daze. I don't know what to think, the corners of my lips suddenly turned into a smile, and I couldn't erase it......

……

Immortal Taizong, the outer disciple area.

In the cave, Song Anshi tied the Qiankun bag around his waist.

Her whole body was enveloped in a wide robe, and only a pair of cold and sharp pupils like poisonous snakes peeked through the robe.

As soon as he thought of that man, his pale lips under the hood couldn't help but bite.

That stinky guy...... Play missing after taking advantage.

"You can't run."

With a low voice to himself, Song Anshi left the cave mansion and went down the mountain.

When the disciples saw her, they avoided her, lest they move more slowly.

No one saw it, and the cold sharpness had already quietly dissipated.

……

The moon god orchid exudes a faint purple aura.

A few feet away, it was still pitch black.

In the darkness, a figure loomed.

"Why ......" suddenly sounded.

Then came the sound of water droplets falling to the ground.

"Why was I able to slaughter this world and make hundreds of millions of people tremble. The fairy world does not dare to be high...... But why...... I can't even save anyone......"

After the four animations, the line of sight darkens again, and then there is extraordinarily long, extraordinarily long darkness.

[Lin family, a remote courtyard. 】

The narration, which had never been seen, finally sounded in my ears. At the same time, the screen lights up and appears in a familiar courtyard.

There is an ancient tree growing in the courtyard. Bright sunlight pours down through the shade of the trees.

Between the light spots on the lawn, a handsome, fifteen or sixteen-year-old black-haired boy was lying there, and a slight snoring sound came from the boy's mouth.

"That's your name. Lin Zhan is simply a cultivation madman. With me, you only know cultivation, elm head. The girl's crisp voice sounded, and she kicked a few times unwillingly. Seeing that the latter was really asleep, he reluctantly turned around and walked away.

When she came to the door of the small courtyard, the girl turned around, her toes were lighter, and she fell behind the tree to hide.

Not long after the purple-clothed girl hid, the young man's sword eyebrows suddenly frowned, and his eyelids blinked rapidly, as if he had fallen into a nightmare.

"Ahh

After a while, the young man shouted violently, sat up from under the tree, gasped sharply like a fish on the verge of drowning, cold sweat broke out, his black eyes shrank to the size of pins, and his heart almost wanted to beat violently from his mouth, as if something terrible had happened.

Calming down slightly, Lin Shengsheng stretched out his hands, looked at himself, and muttered, "I...... I'm alive......? ”

"What?" At the same time, Mu Su, who was watching the cutscene, was stunned and ominous.

It was obviously a cool day, and Lin Zhan, who was drenched in cold sweat as if he had been fished out of the water, was still muttering to himself: "What was all that dream before...... Or is it real. How could there be such a real dream......"

"Woke up so soon?" A delicate voice came from his side, and when he heard this voice, Lin Zhan was startled, his eyes were like eagles, and he was stunned when he saw that familiar cheek, and it was like a dream.

“…… What happened to you? Lin Qing'er looked at him in a cold sweat, not quite right, couldn't help frowning slightly, and asked worriedly.

Lin Zhan exhaled a breath of turbidity, calming his heartbeat a little, and was about to answer that there was nothing to do, when suddenly his heart moved, and he turned to ask: "In the Lin Family's Martial Pole Pavilion, there is a martial art called the Nine Turns of the Green Underworld. ”

"Yes, indeed." Lin Qing'er was puzzled: "Where did you find out?" ”

Mu Su's mind set off a monstrous wave, could it be that everything in the dream was really ......!?

At this moment, a stern voice suddenly sounded.

"Qing'er, didn't you tell you not to come here!"

A middle-aged man walked into the courtyard and looked at Lin Qing'er with a frown, and there was a rather handsome young man standing next to him, but his temperament was slightly feminine.

A conversation full of déjà vu. In the end, Lin Qing'er turned around and left with Lin Zhan and Lin Ao step by step.

After they left, Mu Su's perspective was like a wandering soul returning to the body, and it quickly fell into the back of the boy's head. The next moment, Mu Su regained consciousness.

Almost at the same time, Mu Su clenched his fists and roared at the sky like an explosion of his mentality!

"It's okay!!"