"Let's go. ”

Smiling slightly, Xia Wenxuan's expression returned to the appearance of a kind old man again, his footsteps borrowed slightly, and his figure blinked into the sky and swept towards the direction of the Ice Clan. As for the three Moffetts, they watched Xia Wenxuan's gradually smaller figure with a shocked face, and it took a long time for them to finally come to their senses.

"Cut, it's great to have the power of the realm, not to mention that I have long drawn a boundary with the Warcraft Forest, even if it is for Lord Ace and Chen Shao, I will not do that boring thing. ”

Duoduo was the first to speak, obviously, for Xia Wenxuan's actions just now, it was very unhappy! Alista didn't speak, because there was no need, he was a person from the past, no one knew better than him what it was like to be exterminated and alone, now that he thought about it, if he hadn't had her back then, he might have chosen to die, but... But she died in front of it.

Moffett just wiped the sweat from his face and said helplessly, "Don't mention it, just a little warning is already very face-saving for us, and if he can tell us about it, it means that he is not hostile to us." ”

"You want to say that he trusts us?" Duoduo sneered.

Moffett pursed his lips, "Don't be kidding, he's just afraid that the two of you won't know the inside story after discovering Mu Bingling's identity, and when you deal with Warcraft, you will leak your mouth, trust?

Duoduo nodded, "Even if you distinguish between right and wrong, let's go, you have to give the Wild Wolf Ward what happened just now, otherwise you will be brainwashed by his nonsense when the time comes." ”

Moffett agreed, and a few more casual words flew towards the Ice Clan......

Ice Flower Valley, outside the 'Bifeng Garden' above the glacier, a slender figure gradually became clear from the blur, it was Mu Bingling who had returned from the Ice Clan. In her arms, Mu Chen was still sleeping quietly, his breathing was steady, but there was always a kind of sadness on his face that could not be dissolved.

Gently pasted Mu Chen's forehead with his face, and after finding that there was still no problem, Mu Bingling pushed open the door of Bifeng Yuan with Yuan Li and walked in quickly.

Unexpectedly, except for the bowl of snow ginseng soup that was completely frozen by frost, nothing in the Bifeng Garden had changed, and the battle on the Ice Clan's side didn't seem to have affected it at all.

Opening the door, a quiet aroma wafted out of the house, breathing in the air here, the sorrow on Mu Chen's face finally disappeared, because he remembered that it was the smell of intimacy.

Regardless of the change in Mu Chen's face, Mu Bingling closed the door and slowly put Mu Chen on her ** couch before finally breathing a sigh of relief, she didn't know what was going on on Mu Chen's body, but she knew that it was useless to think about it now, all she could do was stay by his side so quietly until he woke up.

However, did Mu Chen really fall into a deep sleep? No, since the old ghost Xuan replaced his soul with him, he has been imprisoned in the sea of souls by a soul force, and he wanted to move, but he couldn't move, and he wanted to make a sound, but he found that he couldn't shout a word at all. All he could do was to be a spectator and watch this shocking event from beginning to end. watched the soul of the old ghost shatter little by little, and in the end, only half of the almost transparent body fell into the picture of the extreme spirit bead.

At this time, Mu Chen was still imprisoned by that soul power, but the soul power that lingered on his body was only a faint film, as long as he struggled slightly, this soul power would shatter in response, allowing him to return to his body.

But he didn't do it, because he knew that this soul power was separated from the body of the old ghost, mixed with the will of the old ghost, if he struggled, then it would definitely cause heavy soul trauma to his master, so even if at this moment he was eager for his master's soul condition like a hairy one, he didn't dare to act rashly, all he had to do was wait, wait for this wisp of soul power that had not lasted long to completely dissipate, and wait for the moment when he entered the Extreme Spirit Bead!

Time passed minute by minute, the outside world had already turned from afternoon to night, and the Xuan Ice Valley, which had been clear for a long time, ushered in a snowy night again, but even so, the clansmen of the Bing clan were still perfecting the reconstruction of the Ice Valley in the wind and snow. The destruction of the Xuanbing Valley was so serious that even if the ice glass was added to it, the speed of the reconstruction of the Xuanbing Valley was accelerated. It is an eternal truth that destroying is always easier than building, and tonight is destined to never sleep.

"Bang!"

At this moment, a crisp cracking sound suddenly appeared, waking up Mu Chen, who was anxiously staring at the Extreme Spirit Bead, and subconsciously looked down at himself, Mu Chen's eyes suddenly showed an eager look, yes, the soul power trapped in him was finally broken.

"Master!"

Without the slightest pause, Mu Chen swept into the Extreme Spirit Bead with a swoop, and after a moment's perception, a trace of surprise that was difficult to hide appeared on his eager face!

"Master!"

Another shout, Mu Chen pulled his legs and flew towards a certain direction of the Extreme Spirit Bead, the Ice Pole Demon Pupil operated, and a **couch made of jade clearly appeared in his eyes, but when he noticed the figure on the **couch, the surprise on his face and the excitement in his eyes were instantly replaced by sadness.

There, lying was an almost transparent soul body, with no lower body, no arms, no abdomen, some... Just a shriveled chest, and a wrinkled, old, yet tired face.

Looking at the familiar and unfamiliar old face, Mu Chen's pupils gradually expanded, and then expanded, his breathing became rapid, his mouth opened wider and wider, and the flying soul body continued to tremble, and finally he couldn't bear the pain from the depths of his soul and fell from the air.

There are no tears in his soul, he can only keep whimpering, letting out gasps and hiss like suffocation, and crawling and crawling towards the jade couch, until a pair of hands are on the edge of the jade couch before he pauses, looking at the gradually clear face.

Mu Chen knelt in front of the jade couch, trembling and choking, he wanted to shout, but found that he couldn't even breathe smoothly, let alone make a sound.

"It's... Tatsuko Ko... ?..."

Who knew that just when Mu Chen was completely at a loss, an incomparably weak old voice appeared in his ears, and then in his stunned gaze, the old man lying on the jade couch laboriously opened a slit in his somewhat sunken eyes, revealing the dim and cloudy purple-gray pupils, and a smile that was reluctant to the extreme......