Falling Water City, the white traceless doppelganger at this moment, his face was already pale.

On his side, in the cold moon of the north gate, his eyebrows condensed slightly.

Don't even need to ask, the cold moon at the north gate can guess that in Yi Tiancheng... What's happening right now.

It is already a blessing that Bai Wuji's clone has not dispersed.

"It seems that he is still as merciful to your men as he was back then. ”

Hanyue at the North Gate said.

Bai Wuxian didn't speak, just stared at the eye that stared at the sky, looking at Yan Feng...

In Bai Wuji's heart, he understood very well.

All along, Baili Moyun must have a way out of trouble, but... He has always been useless, but chose the present.

It can be seen that at this moment, Baili Moyun will not last long, but is igniting his last fire of life.

The reason for choosing this time...

In the white and traceless eyes, a person was reflected, under the eyes of the sky, the harsh wind in the deep purple-red light.

It's all because of his appearance!

"It's him... It's really him, Master!"

In the inn, when he sensed the appearance of the breath of Baili Moyun across the world, Mu Zhibai, who was originally crying bitterly, was stunned and hurriedly asked his master.

"It's him. ”

The Immortal Wind Great Divine Venerable nodded, his brows furrowed...

"Choosing this time, it seems that this catastrophe..."

The white eyebrows condensed, and the Immortal Wind Great Divine Venerable looked at the scene of the sky, and the spiritual power in his body began to condense.

He knows just as well...

Baili Moyun will definitely appear in this Falling Water City.

And at that time...

What should I do?

He also participated in the First World War that year.

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Yi Tiancheng, a place on the southern edge of the city, a rural place.

In this rural place, there is a mansion.

In the mansion, there were a dozen or so servants who cleaned and served, and other than that, there was no one else.

This mansion is a white mansion.

At this moment, there is a person who appears in front of this mansion.

The clothes on the body are torn, to be exact... It's already rotten.

His hair was scattered behind him, when he appeared in front of the mansion.

An old man who was guarding the door, at this time, was leaning on a chair and dozing off on it.

The old man has been guarding the house since he was a child... Until now.

To live to this day, this lifespan has reached exactly one era.

"Abang. ”

The person who appeared shouted when he saw the old man who was dozing off in front of the door.

"Who, who..."

The old man leaned back in his chair and opened his eyes in a daze.

Seeing the person in front of you......

Slightly stunned, it seemed to be a little familiar.

And when I looked closer, I saw the smile on that face, and suddenly...

The old man's whole body was excited.

"Yun, Yun Gongzi!"

Ah Bang knelt on the ground violently: "Yun Gongzi... Abang will see you again in his lifetime..."

"Alright, hurry up. ”

Baili Moyun half-squatted down and gently patted the old man's shoulder.

Then it's time to stand up...

When Baili Moyun got up, the original old man seemed to be reborn in an instant, and his old appearance disappeared... slowly turned into middle age, and finally, became a young man.

This Abang is not because of cultivation to live for an era.

His cultivation is just refining the void, and he has not even reached the Mixed Yuan Realm, and the reason why he can live for an era is completely dependent on the many elixirs that Bai He gave him.

But being able to survive until now is already the limit.

At most, in another year or two, this Abang will be destroyed.

But today... Just a hundred miles away, Mo Yun swept away the dead qi and dust accumulated in his body in an instant.

Suddenly, Abang returned to his prime.

"Thank you Yun Gongzi!"

Abang looked at his palm, and once again regained the whiteness and strength of his youth, with tears in his eyes, dripping to the ground.

Kowtow violently and send Baili Moyun away.

When Baili Moyun walked into this gate, the only dozen or so servants in this mansion, whether it was a handyman, a maid, or a three or two guards, were all stunned at this time.

One by one, their eyes were instantly red.

Everyone's eyes fell on Baili Moyun's body.

One after another, without a word, all bowed down towards Baili Moyun.

Baili Moyun, looking at the scene in this courtyard.

Look at everything that's familiar...

Even after a whole epoch, everything here has not changed, and it is still in its original form.

The tree, the flower, the water, the pavilion...

Baili Moyun looked at the pavilion in the courtyard, and the memories of the previous years came to mind.

"Hahaha,!"

"You kid, this pig, arched my only sister, if you don't drink enough of the ten altars today, I will definitely not let you go!"

"Where are the ten altars enough?! Today, you and I have at least a hundred altars, come, keep drinking!"

"Oh, brother, it's not me talking about you, you force him to drink all the time, and don't let him use cultivation to dissipate the smell of alcohol, what should I do if I get drunk for a while? And you, do you dare to have a hundred altars, are your ears itching again? Believe it or not, I'm pulling you~!"

"Hey, Lan Lan, if you're drunk, you're drunk, what else can you do in my brother's mansion?!"

“......”

Looking at the pavilion, it was as if there were three people.

White and, Baili Moyun... Bai Lan.

"Get up, you've worked hard all these years. ”

Baili Moyun, with a bit of emotion in his voice, took a step and walked towards the courtyard walkway.

When it took the first step, a white light appeared on its body.

Hundred miles of Moyun's clothes, from decay... Little by little, it turned into the elegance of the past.

The white and cyan brocade robe, the scattered hair, and the black color that had been restored to the past, were tied up at will, leaving only a strand scattered in front of the forehead.

This look... It is similar to Yan Feng and Eight Points.

If you don't look closely, it's almost like a person.

"Lan'er, I'm back to see you. ”

Baili Moyun walked to the front of this house, stopped, and looked at this door, Baili Moyun didn't dare to step in again.

Time flies, and now... It's been an epoch.

Taking a deep breath, Baili Moyun pushed the door open.

Whew~ Flames rushed to the face.

Inside the whole house...

It's a purple karmic fire whistling back and forth.

There is a spirit of the fire phoenix, hovering in this house at the moment.

That's the phoenix of the ancestral spirit, the phoenix of the ancestral spirit of Bai He.

Back then, in order to extract the fire of this ancestral spirit from the bloodline, Bai He didn't know how many unbearable pains ordinary people suffered, that kind of pain that is rare in the world... Only those who have actually experienced it can understand.

And under this fire phoenix hovering, there was a woman, lying on a bed of fire condensed by purple flames.

The woman was wearing a light green dress, and the green silk was spread out in a bun and scattered smoothly.

With a soft smile on his face, there is a serene silence...

This woman's name: Bai Lan.

The descendants of the Bai family, the daughter of Bai Wuji's eldest son, and the younger brother of Bai Ji.

Baili Moyun... Wife.

Hundred miles of wind... The Mother of the Mother.