In the previous life, Xue Meng stood in the wind and rain, and his voice was hoarse. He opened his mouth, closed it again, and the Adam's apple rolled several times, but when he opened his mouth, he said: "Disciple Xue Meng, see Master."
Just eight words, no one can sue for more than ten years.
Xue Meng finished this sentence, but felt that all the flavors of life were on the mouthpiece, it was miserable, and he couldn't say the second sentence again.
Behind him, Mei Hanxue said: "Ziming, concentrate."
The appearance of the two Mei brothers in the previous life has not changed, but they have added a bit of stability to their brows, and their spiritual power is far better than before.
"I know that your mood is turbulent, but Lingliu can't be turbulent with it. I just saw that you came into this world when you were young. If you lose this time, your face will be lost in front of you. Get back to God."
"… "
Xue Meng is no longer the reckless and ignorant young man he used to be. He knew that Mei Hanxue was right, so even though he was reluctant to give up, he took a deep breath, looked away from Chu Wanning, and re-cast it on the side of Xianjun.
"What are you guys?" Stepping Xianjun squinted dangerously in the array, "Hurrying to court death?"
Mei Hanxue was startled: "What's the matter, he doesn't seem to know us anymore."
Chu nightning adjusted his breath aside and said: "He has completely lost consciousness. No one can recognize it now."
Xue Meng: "..."
If it was said that he just saw the people of Chu Wanning, he was already excited. Then at this moment he heard this familiar voice again, a voice that could only be heard in a dream, Xue Meng's tears could no longer bear, and slowly filled his eyes.
How many years have passed
He didn't dare to look back at those years for the first time, he was afraid that if he recalled a little, the tears would fall without hope.
In fact, time passed quickly and slowly for him. He still remembered the first year of Chu Wanning's capture, and his life and death were uncertain at the peak of life and death. At that time, he was running around alone, begging for help, but maybe it was because he was too arrogant and arrogant in the past, and almost no one cared about him in the cultivation world.
Later, he finally expected the rebel army to gather. He desperately hoped that he could rescue the old man in the devil's cave earlier, but everyone thought he was reckless and selfish and ridiculed him. At that time, because of the deployment of troops, Mei Hanxue was not at the front. He was alone and had no choice but to go up the mountain by himself.
But what is waiting for him on the mountain? It is the top of life and death where things are right and wrong, it is the immortal emperor who is about to die, and the red lotus waterside, the corpse of Chu Wanning, who is gradually annihilated with the death of the immortal emperor.
It's been almost ten years.
The man he had waited ten years for became a corpse. The corpse shattered into ashes in front of him.
The mainstay that supported him disappeared, and he could only be like a helpless child, kneeling in the scattered ashes and crying.
He was late, and he didn't even touch the corner of his teacher's sleeve.
Even, I can no longer hear Chu Wanning calling him: "Xue Meng."
After that, things got even scarier.
Ta Xianjun was resurrected from the dead, Shi Mingjing showed his green face and fangs, and they started killing, and the world was completely reduced to a ghost realm. For Xue Meng, the death of an old friend in the past has changed. When a jar of Dukang wine was buried under the osmanthus tree when he was young, when it was dug up again, who could drink it with him
So in fact, Xue Meng didn't know how much strength he used to be able to remove the first glance from Chu Wanning after more than ten years.
"It's finally not too late this time." Xue Meng said, "Master, I will help you."
At this time, Xue Meng, another worldly, also arrived with the other two Mei brothers. Although he knew that after the time-space life and death gate was torn apart, he might see some unbelievable people, but he suddenly saw himself more than ten years later. The three young people were more or less surprised.
Young Xue Meng said: "You... you...?!"
And Xue Meng in the previous life just glanced at him, and there was envy and sadness in that glance. Then he gave a low laugh and said, "I almost forgot. It turned out that I was like this more than ten years ago."
"… "
"So stupid."
The young Xue Meng was headless and was stabbed by a fool. Before he could react, the firework ball that stepped on the emperor had already shot down his vest—
Xue Meng turned sideways. He didn't want to use Xuehuang, but at this time he reflexively took out this divine weapon, barely parried the attack, and then stumbled back a few steps. After finally standing up, he shouted angrily and wanted to rush towards Ta Xianjun, but was stopped by a blue-light flowing saber.
Mei Hanxue from the previous life stood in front of him, squinting his eyes: "Since we are here, there is no need for you to do it."
Mei Hanxue also smiled and said to herself ten years ago: "This world's smashed basket is naturally made up by this world's people. Don't bother you, Mei Xianjun is in full bloom, in his prime, if he is caught by that The bitterness and hatred are surrounded in circles, and the rest of my life is as boring as me, which is not good."
Young Mei Hanxue: "..."
At this time, the magic circle of the three trapped Taixianjun suddenly trembled violently. Mei Hanxue stopped teasing her former self, and immediately turned her head and said solemnly: "No! His power is much stronger than before!"
Chu nightning said: "He has re-melted a heart in his body."
"!"
Xue Meng cast the spell with all his strength, and the meridians on his hand were prominent. He gritted his teeth and said: "The time we can support may be shorter than expected - Master, you have to turn back as soon as possible and kill Hua Binan!"
Chu nightning has not answered, the young Xue Meng asked: "Kill Hua Binan? Why kill Hua Binan, not kill this... this..."
He didn't know for a while whether he should call the Emperor Stepping Immortal as ink burning, or something else.
Xue Meng glanced at himself: "This is a puppet made from a corpse, and it can't be killed. But as long as the manipulator behind him dies, he will soon disappear with ashes. And-" He paused and reluctantly divided With one hand, a fiery red formation immediately lit up at the feet of the young Xue Meng.
"It's dangerous here. You're still young, you shouldn't have to suffer like this. Go and go back to the mountain army."
"No! I don't! Why are you—hey!"
Although the young Xue Meng struggled, but like the Mei brothers, he was quickly wrapped in the spiritual power butterfly tide vacated in the light array. The butterfly tide took three young people and flew towards the front hall and disappeared instantly. not see.
As soon as the three little guys were sent away, a crisp "Kick!" was heard, and Mei Hanxue's face changed: "The formation is about to be broken, Ziming!"
Xue Meng suddenly poured out the whole body's spiritual flow in the direction of stepping on the Immortal Emperor. He trembled all over, as if trying to restrain an evil beast that was eager to break through the air, and the rope on the neck of the evil beast was about to burst.
"Master, go!"
No need for Xue Meng to say more, Chu night Ning jumped into the air, his eyebrows tightened, and he glanced at Xue Meng: "I will return soon. Don't get hurt."
"This sentence should be what I said to the master." Xue Meng gritted his teeth and said, "Don't worry, the disciple is not what it used to be, and can hold it."
He could hold on.
He has been in this world for so many years, and the support has long become a habit, and the habit supports him to continue to move forward. After so many days of not seeing the sun, he has survived, and now that he has seen his teacher again, there is no reason why he can't stand it.
Chu nightning sighed: "I'm sorry to leave you alone for so many years..."
The voice of the king is still in my ears, and people have gone far away.
Xue Meng's tears finally fell.
A man who is near and not confused can't look good when crying, even if the rainstorm is rushing and covering him, it can't cover the trembling of his shoulders and the redness of his eyes.
Stepping Xianjun was almost violent in the magic circle, and the burst of light was like a crack in the Tianchi, showing broken and dangerous scars! Seeing that he was about to break out of the siege, but at this time, a red light came towards him and bound him tightly. Ta Xianjun was agitated even more, raised a pair of blood-red eyes, and stared in the direction of the red light. go-
Xue Meng faced the eyes of Xianjun: "You give up, I won't let him disappear in front of me a second time."
He said, exhausting ten percent of his spiritual power, the blue veins in his neck throbbed suddenly, and his eyes were as hard as iron.
"Junior brother, you used to be better than me in the past. Today, with the master on the side, I don't want to disappoint him, so... you can't beat me!"
Mei Hanxue's reaction was particularly fast, she was already startled, she frowned and shouted, "Ziming! What are you doing!?"
Just listening to a bang, Xue Meng lit up with a flaming red light behind him. He shouted loudly, pushed his palms, and the flames rushed towards Emperor Teng Xian along the formation. In an instant, it seemed like a thousand arrows pierced through the heart, the shackles were wrong, and the whole person Teng Xianjun was framed in it!
"Well!"
Stepping on Xianjun's eyes cracked, he raised his head and groaned, and the spiritual power around him was weakened by most of it. His dead black eyes slowly turned around, staring at Xue Meng silently like a ghost, with black blood dripping from the corners of his mouth.
On the left side of his chest, near the heart, there is a scar.
It used to be the place where Xue Meng's Longcheng sword was pierced.
Now these Xue Meng condensed the magic spell forbidden bar and hundreds of roots into his body, the sharpest one is from the position of the year and fell through the chest again.
Empty blood hole...
Mei Hanxue was shocked and anxious: "You stop, you are already penetrating the power of the spiritual core. If you continue like this, your spiritual core will..."
"Long-winded!" Xue Meng interrupted him sharply.
He stared at the immortal emperor, the former senior brother was staring at the junior brother, and the former assassin was staring at the tyrant.
The former brothers were staring at each other, and the years of life and death were written off. Although Xue Meng's face was poor, there was a blazing brilliance that belonged to the phoenix in his eyes.
"What Xue Meng has learned all his life is for today's battle."
Mei Hanxue: "..."
These words fell, and the phoenix broke through the clouds in an instant, and only saw the flames soaring into the sky! !
In the midst of the fire, it seemed that a long time ago, a young man in silver-blue light armor, with a ponytail and blond hair, shouted loudly, baring his teeth and grinning:
"I want to win the first place in the Lingshan Conference!"
"Humph! I will have something like Shenwu sooner or later! What's so rare!"
"Fifty years later, no! As long as it takes thirty years, I will definitely let the peak of life and death be carried forward in my hands, and Megatron Kyushu!"
His brows were as tender as sprouts, and his voice was as crisp as a peach. The young man had no scruples, feared neither the sky nor the earth, fearing fate, and expressed his aspirations.
The light of the fire almost reflected half of the sky at the top of the dead and life, how much yesterday was burned to ashes, burned to ashes...
Everything has settled down, and only Xue Ziming remains today.
His eyes were deep and firm, and he said, "I don't seek success and fame, but I seek people as I did in the past."