Shangguan Yu'er, who was sitting in the tomb of the gods, stood up, and there was excitement in his eyes that had not been seen in a thousand years. "This day has finally come, and this is the day that you have been waiting for."
"Since we have waited until this day, let's go. We will meet again next time. If we become enemies, I will definitely not be soft-hearted." Murong Xing'er's voice echoed in the tomb of the gods, and then disappeared. Shangguan Yuer snorted coldly, threw the teacup in her hand, walked into the dark space, stepped on the altar, and disappeared into the illusion of Jiuli.
When the space was turbulent, all the races in the Jiuli Illusion were concentrated on the altar of their own clan at the same time. The altar glowed with dazzling light, and groups of people walked up to the altar, their eyes were on freedom. eager. This was arranged by Murong Xing'er a thousand years ago. She warned them that if one day there is a violent turmoil in this space, it means that freedom is coming, and stepping on the altar will be the road to light. .
Murong Xing'er stood beside the weak water, took a deep breath, and jumped into the weak water, the plain weak water began to turmoil, and the green light broke through the sky, illuminating the entire space.
In the dark room, the man in black gritted his teeth. It was impossible for him not to know what was going on in this violent turmoil. The space distortion had already occurred at the entrance connecting the Jiuli Illusion and the human world. Inextricably linked. Gritting your teeth is good, Leng Yetong, Baili Liumo, Beichen Moxuan, you didn't disappoint me, very good, very good! This seat is looking forward to the day when we collide with you head-on! A bloody smile was drawn on his lips, and I hope that day will come as soon as possible.
The sky is bright, and the surrounding scenery is still the same. The grass that has just budded, the willow tree that has just budded, and the spring breeze blows, warming everything.
Moved his fingers, frowned slightly, slowly opened his eyes, sat up, looked around at the surrounding scenery, Leng Yetong breathed a sigh of relief, and finally returned to the normal space.
"Wake up, we're back." Leng Yetong pushed the three people beside him, rubbed his slightly aching head, and said lightly.
"Hmm..." Guang moved his body, looked at her sleepily, rubbed his head, sat up, looked around at the situation, and pouted, "Wang, this is your space. Is it?" He sucked in the air forcefully, and said with a look of disgust, "It's really much worse than ours."
"Shut up, if you like it, go back and be a dust." Leng Yetong gave him a disgusting look and said angrily. Looking at Baili Liumo, who had stood up beside him, he frowned and said, "What time is it now? Can we still catch up with the good show?"
"I don't know, let's take a look." Baili Liumo shook his head gently and said in a low voice. Staring into the distance, a sneer appeared on his lips, if the play had already ended, it would not be so interesting.
"I can't tell what time it is now. Let's go to the capital to have a look. I believe that even if the wedding day is over, it will not be a few days." Beichen Moxuan stood up, said lightly, and lowered his eyes to look at his Hands, sad, after all, still can't touch, obviously close at hand.
A green fluorescent rain suddenly fell in the sky, falling on the ground and on the trees, moisturizing all things, the grass grew more lush, and the willow leaves became green, a butterfly hovered beside Leng Yetong, she stretched out her hand, the butterfly It landed on her palm, emitting a soft light, transforming into an ancient ring.