In an instant, the power of space and time around him crushed the black dragon, roaring down in the direction of Ling Han like a torrent that had been released.
Tears blurred Lu Jiuque's vision...
Out of sight.
Ling Han held the jade pendant tightly in his hand, gently pressed it against his heart, and knelt down on one knee with difficulty...
Like the last paladin in the desolate sanctuary, he dedicated his life and soul, faith and everything to his god...
Bye now.
Jiu'er.
…
"Boom..."
Lu Jiuque couldn't hear anything in his ears, his soul was trembling violently, and countless images streaked across the sky like fragments.
That was... Ling Han's aura.
After Lu Jiuque left, he just looked into the distance quietly, letting the breath of chaos and time swallow him up bit by bit.
For countless years, he was alone and alone...
At this time, Lu Jiuque suddenly realized!
It turned out that the ghost-controlling boy she met in the White Stone Ghost Land of Tianchen Continent was really Ling Han!
Ling Han didn't know that he had been floating in the turbulence and cracks of time and space for countless years!
It's him! ! !
But because his breath and feeling were different, what happened to him afterwards
Lu Jiuque's mind was filled with countless speculations until he fell into a warm embrace.
Yes, warm…
The man's lips gently pressed against her eyebrows, showing pity and cherishment.
"Don't worry, we will get him back..."
"Emperor Shifang..."
"I promise you that."
Find him back, let him ascend to the pinnacle of glory and power, do everything possible to compensate him, and then...
Drive him out of your heart.
Di Shifang smiled and rubbed her head, then leaned down and gave her a long kiss, with a lingering look on his face, dispelling all the uneasiness and coldness in her heart.
It wasn't until her face turned completely rosy that Di Shifang let go of her, but he still kissed her with care.
This scene made Luan Feng beside him almost internally injured. Just when he was about to say something to Heilong, he found that Heilong had left long ago, leaving him alone, holding a little fat man, standing shivering in the cold wind, being beaten by a dog. Full of food.
Luan Feng: "..."
These two masters and servants, one is more hateful than the other.
Reaching out to rub Qianying's chubby cheeks, Luan Feng cleared his throat and said, "Lu Jiuque, how do you feel now?"
Lu Jiuque was stunned. What do you mean, how do you feel
"How does it feel to not be back in your body for three hundred years?"
Lu Jiuque closed his eyes and felt it. The power in his body was smoothed out by her in an instant, and there were only very weak spiritual energy fluctuations around him.
"this… "
Lu Jiuque quickly raised his eyes and saw endless black...
Then the burning feeling between her brows gradually arose, like a spark from a prairie fire, reviving from the center of her soul.
"They...are resurrected?!" Lu Jiuque said happily, "It's the soul tree and the breath of Ancestor Bodhi. They are resurrected!"
"Yes." Di Shifang nodded, "Because you are resurrected..."
"Let's go! Find them!"
"Don't be anxious, just feel it again."
Feel it again
"Close your eyes, let go of your mental power... and feel the world..."
Lu Jiuque was stunned for a moment, but after seeing Di Shifang's encouraging gaze, he followed the instructions and released his mental power...
Her divine consciousness turned into wind and blew throughout every corner of the continent.