Outside the village of Rason.

The wasteland stared at Huang Yuhan's face filled with countless cold air, although it was beautiful, but he wanted to see something in that look even more.

"I hope you do what you say. Eventually, the wasteland spoke slowly.

Although he was a little unwilling in the wasteland's heart, he was helpless.

If the wasteland had enough strength, perhaps it would be another choice in his mind.

But there are no ifs.

"In that case, there will be no time in the future!" Huang Yuhan's lips opened slightly, and a trace of a smile could be seen on her face.

And eventually, the dust finally settled again.

The wasteland looked at Huang Yuhan's figure that was gradually moving away, but in his heart there were thousands of thoughts.

"Brother Wasteland, are you still worried?" Jun Buyu looked at the sad look on the wasteland and asked.

"I was a little worried, but what could I do? Wasteland laughed to himself and said helplessly.

"It's a rare opportunity, but the three of us can't do it alone. Jun said bluntly.

"Oh, how do you say that?" Jun Buyu is by no means a person without a target, so there is also a trace of surprise in the heart of the wasteland.

At first, Jun Buyu's position was very firm, but later it became ambiguous.

What happened in this is really worth speculating.

"Actually, I'm not afraid of ridiculous brothers' jokes, I feel that in Naraxian Village, there is a looming force that seems to lock me. Jun Buyu explained, his face solemn.

"It's not just him, I feel it. Meng Youxian also spoke slowly at this time.

Really!

The wasteland's heart suddenly understood that behind all this, it was still impossible to bypass the mysterious third person.

"That's the case, Huang Yuhan doesn't need three chapters of the law at all, can't he just fight with us directly?" The wasteland was very puzzled.

"No, Brother Desolate, after all, this is within the Divine Domain, and you can't understand the power of the Divine Domain now, I can tell you frankly that in less than three days, the entire Great Wilderness Domain will no longer have a place for them. Jun said categorically.

So, it's not a step they ask for, it's an inevitable choice. Their identities have been revealed, and there is no room for her in the Divine Domain," Jun Buyu continued.

Jun Buyu's words shocked the wasteland again, what is the power of the Divine Domain, the Wasteland really knows nothing in his heart, but Jun Buyu said it so absolutely, even he has some yearning for the Divine Domain.

"But this is their last chance to complete their mission, isn't it?" Wasteland thought for a moment and continued.

Perhaps, deep down in Huang Yuhan's heart, it has been determined that the third person will not appear. Jun Buyu guessed.

"Maybe, maybe the third person doesn't like us. The wasteland smiled helplessly.

The mysterious third person only made a single attack on Meng Youxian and disappeared, but it was certain that she was in Luo Xian Village.

Even now, at the best time when they had wiped out the wasteland, the third person didn't show up, and he couldn't believe it.

"But it's okay, it's finally over. Jun Buyu was relieved, and slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Yes, I just don't know what kind of story will happen behind this Rason Village. The wasteland sighed softly and said.

"Oh, is Brother Huang planning to leave Luoxian Village?" Jun Buyu smiled lightly and asked.

"Yes, counting the days, the caucuses for the thirteen thrones are almost up, and when the dust settles here, I'll start wandering again. Wasteland laughed.

"I really envy Brother Desert's unrestrainedness. Jun said silently.

"Hahahaha. I only heard the sound of the wasteland and the silent laughter of the monarch from this piece of heaven and earth.

The sky is dark, and a trace of moonlight is sprinkled, which dresses up this piece of heaven and earth, and it makes people feel comfortable to look at.

It's been a long day, but it's an unforgettable day.

Dao Wuxian fell asleep soundly at this time, using the earth as a bed, and a trace of moonlight wrapped him.

Countless wounds can still be seen on his body, and Dao Wuxian has been desperate to save Lin Chip at the beginning, but fortunately, everything is no longer in trouble.

Lin Chip had been guarding the knife without a trace, his whole body was motionless, and he was very worried in his heart.

Zhongsun Caizi and Zhou Batian supported each other and smiled at each other, this day may also have an important meaning for them.

"Thank you for your help today. The wasteland looked at Zhongsun Caizi and Zhou Batian and said with their hands clenched into fists.

"It's a trivial matter, it's a pity that it's not fun, remember to call me next time you have such a good thing." Zhou Batian looked a little regretful, only to see him wave his big hand, very chic.

And the middle grandson on the side shook his head slightly, but he smiled and said nothing.

It's all in plain sight!

Zhongsun Caizi and Zhou Batian are both temperamental, and this kind of mind is secretly admired even in the heart of the wasteland.

The wasteland couldn't help but ask himself if all this happened to someone else, would he do his best like the two of them, regardless of life and death.

After thinking for a moment, the wasteland did not have any answer.

"Brother Jun!" The wasteland looked at Jun again and shouted.

"Brother Desert doesn't have to be polite, and this is my duty, it's just my duty. Jun said silently.

At this time, the wasteland's heart was full of emotion, he used to sit in a well and watch the sky, occasionally messing around, and there was still a trace of joy in his heart.

But when he faced all this alone, even he had a feeling of powerlessness.

Fortunately, when these things happened, he didn't face them alone.

The wasteland quietly looked at Jun Buyu, Zhongsun Caizi, Zhou Batian, Dao Wuxian and Lin Chip, the existence of these people made him feel very relieved.

In life, the most terrible thing is often loneliness!

"Dream..." And in the trance of the wasteland for a moment, I saw the dream fairy moving the lotus step lightly, as if not falling into the dust.

The wasteland looked at the shadow that was fading away, but he wanted to speak.

"Brother Desert, take your leave. Jun Bu said with his fists clenched.

"In that case, we're also gone. I saw that Zhou Batian's right hand suddenly exerted force, and the big knife made a whirring sound in the air. Finally, the big knife behind Zhou Batian's back was also sheathed again.

In the end, the wasteland carried the knife without a trace, and walked slowly, beside him, Lin Chip followed closely.

"Lin Chou, where do you think we should go?" The wasteland suddenly looked at Lin Chip and asked.

"Didn't you go to Xiaoyu's house?" Lin Chip was suddenly stunned and hurriedly asked.

"I don't know what Xiaoyu is doing at this time?" The wasteland sighed softly, and he didn't know what to say at this time.

Before it was almost dark, the village chief Zhu Yicheng had already decided to go back to the village first and wait for news.

After all, the dead are great, and it is impossible for them to endure the desolation of the night again.

In a group of Luoxian villages.

Next to the main hall was a simple side hall sitting, but inside the side hall, it seemed very quiet.

In the side hall, the village chief Zhu Yicheng and the representatives of each group were all here, everyone was silent, but everyone seemed to have blank eyes, only to see them either looking up at the starry sky, or bowing their heads in contemplation.

In the middle of the side hall, three wooden coffins were arranged one by one. At noon today, Xing Tianyang, Gu Ruoting and Situ Yi sent Ping Taiqing back, after all, it was also a return to the roots.

Wang Xiaoyu sat alone in a remote corner, her eyes were empty, just looking into the distance quietly, not knowing what she was thinking.

The wasteland walked slowly down the street, but the night was a little cold.

"Xiaohuang, why don't we go to Xiaoyu?" Lin Chip shuddered all over his body and asked curiously.

Yes, even the wasteland couldn't help but ask in his heart, maybe deep down he already regarded it as his home.

But the wasteland knew that he couldn't go back, how sad and desperate Wang Xiaoyu was in his heart at this time, the wasteland didn't even dare to think about it.

"Why don't you stop here? The wasteland slowly walked to the foot of a big tree, put down the knife without a trace, and even he sat directly on the ground, leaning against the big tree, as if this was the harbor in his heart.

"Okay. Lin Chip also seemed to understand at this time, and saw him sitting next to the wasteland, and the two of them also looked at the distant starry sky, not knowing what they were thinking.

In the middle of a group of side halls in the village.

Only the sound of light footsteps was heard to break the silence of the night.

A villager looked out of breath because he was walking too fast, and he saw a trace of sweat dripping from his forehead, and his expression looked very nervous.

"Village chief, Deng Lao is gone!" The villager came to the front of the village chief Zhu Yicheng and hurriedly said, crying even more.

As soon as these words came out, they exploded in everyone's hearts like a thunderbolt from the sky.

I saw that the village chief's whole person fell backwards again and again, his arms continued to extend forward, and he looked trembling slightly, and his eyes were staring at the front tightly, as if he wanted to grasp something.

Behind him, Zhu Boyu hurriedly helped him up.

Burst!

I saw a mouthful of blood spurted out of the village chief Zhu Yicheng, and the whole person fell into Zhu Boyu's arms.

"Village Chief!"

"Village Chief!"

Seeing this, countless people hurriedly shouted, and everyone seemed at a loss at this moment.

Li Ye, the representative of the six groups, was gray-haired and wrinkled, and at this moment he was sitting on the cold ground, his expression was full of grief but helpless, two lines of tears flowed slowly in his eyes, and Li Ye at this time seemed to be even more vicissitudes.

Village Chief Zhu Yicheng's face turned even paler, and he saw that he grabbed Zhu Boyu's hand tightly, opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he still didn't say it.

No one can understand the feelings in the hearts of these two old men, the years have ruthlessly taken away all the people who belong to their time one by one, leaving them only with some residual memories.

In the dead of night, the two old men finally collapsed, they lay quietly in bed, and in the long years they experienced, their lives seemed very dull.

And in the era they experienced, it was full of countless wonders.

The wasteland leaned quietly against the trees, and everything that happened in the village of Raxian seemed to begin to replay in his mind, and everything was vivid in his mind.

And from now on, Rason Village will be destined to usher in its new era.