Moreover, they will become stronger and stronger, and one day, they will break through Milo and reach Siam. They swear that they must become stronger, so strong that no one will kill them at will, and so strong that they can protect the people they cherish.
The tenth day of September was only one day away from the bloody night.
But this day is a day that the monks in Siam will never forget.
Because, the light of the gods came again, the gods returned, and the anger of the king caused several forces in Siam to be annihilated in an instant.
The most miserable ones were the Lou family and the Qingteng clan. Their ancestors with the highest cultivation level were killed by Ji Mingyu's Qinglong and Chaos with a single move, and even Yuanshen was devoured by Taotie.
The Lou family and the Qingteng clan seemed like a building collapsed, and all the children fled around like rats crossing the street, looking for someone to take refuge in. In one night, they changed from high-ranking young masters to poor worms who can only survive by wagging their tails and begging for mercy. Daoist Xuan Qing, who has always been aloof from the world, even let it go, if he meets people from these two families in this life, he will kill him without mercy!
No one knows why the gods are so cruel to these two families. He even sent his confidant four great beasts and four fierce beasts to fight together, causing the Lou family and the Qingteng clan to be wiped out.
But this act of killing chickens and monkeys has done a good job of calming down all the forces in the Siamese mainland.
At least, on the surface, they settled down.
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Miluo Continent, the top of Cangshan Mountain.
On the snow-covered cliffs, the cold wind blows, and everything withers.
Qinglong stared blankly at the foot of Cangshan Mountain, the dense forest lined with shady trees, and the cut-off mountain range.
I always feel that there seems to be some strange memory 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 come to Miluo suddenly?"
What's more, he came to this place where there was no vegetation or people except ice and snow.
Ji Mingyu quietly looked at the bottomless abyss under the cliff, and lightly pressed his hand on his chest.
There seemed to be a hole dug out there, and it was painful, and there was a cold, sad despair growing and spreading.
Ji Mingyu himself didn't know why, but suddenly wanted to come to Miluo, to this strange place.
The cold wind brushed over his smudged hair, fluttering gently in the air, as if a graceful figure flashed in front of his eyes.
"Yu, I love you!"
Ji Mingyu's eyes widened suddenly, trying to see everything in front of him clearly, but the figure disappeared in an instant, as if it had never appeared before.
"Master, someone is coming up." Qinglong called out in a low voice.
Judging from the sound of flying, it should be just a low-level fighter in the Jindan period. But as Ji Mingyu, it's better not to appear in front of others.
Ji Mingyu nodded, and was about to disappear when he suddenly paused.
He bent down slowly and picked up a silver ring from the ground.
The ring radiated silver light in the sunlight, which obviously never seen before, but it made Ji Mingyu's heart beat uncontrollably.
The slender fingers turned the ring lightly, as if looking for something.
Until, the line of words on the inner circle of the ring came into view.
Xi; & Yu, never separate.
The heart-piercing pain suddenly spread in the chest, as if the most important part of the heart had been forcibly gouged out.
Ji Mingyu closed his eyes, and then opened them again, all the emotions in his eyes had been suppressed.
"Let's go, let's go back to Siam."
This is Miluo, a place where he should never have any intersection.
No matter what was lost or left behind, it has become the past.
forgotten past.