Moreover, they will become stronger and stronger, and one day, they will break through Miluo and reach Siam. They swear that they must become stronger, so strong that they will never be wiped out at will, and so strong that they can protect the people they cherish.
The tenth day of September was just one day away from that bloody night.
But this day is a day that the monks in Siam will never forget.
Because the light of the divine realm has descended again, the gods have returned, and the king's wrath has caused several forces in Siam to be annihilated in an instant.
The worst-hit were the Lou family and the Qingteng clan. Their ancestor with the highest level of cultivation was killed by Qinglong and Hun Dun, subordinates of Ji Mingyu, and even his soul was devoured by Taotie.
The Lou family and the Qingteng clan collapsed like a building, and all the children fled like rats crossing the street, looking for someone to take refuge. Overnight, they went from being high and mighty young masters to being pitiful creatures who could only survive by begging for mercy. Xuanqing Zhenren, who had always been peaceful with the world, even said that if he met anyone from these two families in his life, he would kill them without mercy!
No one knew why the God was so cruel to these two families. He even sent out his trusted four divine beasts and four fierce beasts to attack together, bringing devastating disaster to the Lou family and the Qingteng clan.
But this act of killing the chicken to scare the monkeys was effective in making all the forces on the Siamese mainland stay in check.
At least, on the surface, things were settled.
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Miluo Continent, top of Cangshan Mountain.
On the snow-covered cliff, the wind was freezing cold and everything was withering.
Qinglong stared at the foot of Cangshan Mountain, the dense forest with green trees, and the cut-off mountain range.
I always feel as if there are some strange memories flowing through my mind and then disappearing without a trace.
Qinglong's eyes fell on the man in black clothes not far away. He was silent for a moment, and finally couldn't help but whispered: "Master, why did you suddenly come to Miluo?"
Moreover, we came to a place where there was nothing but ice and snow, no grass or trees, and no human figures.
Ji Mingyu stared quietly at the bottomless abyss below the cliff, with his hand gently pressing on his chest.
It felt like a hole was dug there, causing severe pain, and a cold, sad despair was growing and spreading.
Ji Mingyu himself didn't know why he suddenly wanted to come to Miluo, to this strange place.
The cold wind blew through his black hair, which fluttered gently in the air. A graceful figure seemed to flash before his eyes.
"Yu, I love you!"
Ji Mingyu suddenly widened his eyes, trying to see clearly what was in front of him, but the figure disappeared in an instant, as if it had never appeared.
"Master, someone is coming up." Qinglong called out in a low voice.
Judging from the sound of the flying person, he should be just a low-level warrior in the Jindan stage. But given Ji Mingyu's identity, it would be better for him not to appear in front of others.
Ji Mingyu nodded and was about to disappear and leave when he suddenly stopped.
He slowly bent down and picked up a silver ring from the ground.
The ring emitted a silvery glow in the sunlight. Although Ji Mingyu had never seen it before, his heart began to beat uncontrollably.
The slender fingers gently turned the ring, as if looking for something.
Until the line of words on the inner circle of the ring came into view.
Xi & Yu, never separate.
A heart-wrenching pain suddenly spread throughout my chest, as if a piece of the most important part of my heart had been forcibly cut out.
Ji Mingyu closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, all the emotions in his eyes had disappeared.
"Let's go back to Siam."
This is Miluo, a place that he should never have any intersection with.
No matter what has been lost or left behind, it has become the past.
The forgotten past. (To be continued)