Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it is three cold and summer.

In the past three years, the golden age has become closer and closer, and between the revival of spiritual energy, countless heavenly arrogance has erupted.

Soon, these days, Tianjiao made up for the top 100 outstanding people who were killed by Mo Yun before.

And the young master of the Yuanling Hall has also undergone a qualitative change, he came out strongly, broke through the third order, and became a grandmaster.

Naturally, this news shocked everyone.

Among the younger generation, he has already secured the second throne, and that first is naturally a recognized legend: the young grandmaster and the butcher of the Yuan Spirit Realm - Mo Yun.

Now, although Yuan Yi has stepped into the third order, how can that person not make progress in the past three years?

How powerful Mo Yun is now, no one knows!

It's just a pity that even today, there is still no information about Mo Yun.

However, another major event happened in the Yuan Spirit Realm today: the upper realm descended the spatial passage and sent an envoy to settle in the Hundred Weapons Dynasty.

The golden world of three thousand years has come, and the messenger of the upper realm has descended, and Tianjiao will be selected to enter the upper realm.

One stone stirs up a thousand waves!

I have long heard that the cultivation environment of the upper realm is far stronger than that of the Yuan Spirit Realm, and even the concentration of spiritual energy is ten or even a hundred times that of the Yuan Spirit Realm, which is the cultivation holy land in the minds of many small domain realms.

In the past three thousand years, countless Tianjiao in the Yuan Spirit Realm have been extremely talented, but they have suffered from the cultivation environment of the Yuan Spirit Realm and have not been able to break through for a long time.

They look forward to the upper realm, but they have no way, they are born in the wrong era, and they can only end up with hatred.

This is the sadness of the times.

And now, this generation of Tianjiao is very lucky, and the opportunity to enter the upper realm is close at hand.

After getting this news, the Nine Great Dynasties all sent Tianjiao to the Hundred Weapons Dynasty, and the purpose was self-evident.

The eyes of the world once again gathered on the Hundred Weapons Dynasty, and this time the Tianjiao meeting was not inferior to Yuanling Mountain, but when they thought of the Tianjiao gathering, many people remembered the terrifying name: Mo Yun!

Now that the Upper Realm Envoy has arrived, if Mo Yun is really still in the Yuan Spirit Realm and is really alive, he will definitely come to the Hundred Weapons Dynasty.

Butcher Mo Yun!

A lot of people are looking forward to it......

A small village on the border between the Holy Yan Dynasty and the Hundred Weapons Dynasty.

This small village is located deep in the mountains, and there are no monsters around, but it is a relatively quiet and peaceful place.

A small stream runs through half of the village, and at the bottom of the stream is a house built on the waterfront.

At this time, an elderly couple slowly walked down the dirt path towards the house.

"Duck meat Shih Shi, are you there? kill this goose for me, the one bought in the city is precious!"

The old woman was carrying a goose, and the old man pushed the door and went into the courtyard, where she saw a wheelchair with a scarred face hanging from it.

The man's eyes were closed, and he didn't know if he was asleep or unconscious!

The old woman seemed to have seen it for a long time, and was still calling outside.

"Duck Shih Tzu, what are you doing again, leaving your husband here to bask in the sun, and not taking care of it!"

"I've said it a few times, Aunt Wu, come to me, you want to knock on the door, won't you knock on the door?"

The doors opened, and a woman in a thick coat ran out of the back room in a little panic.

The scars on her face were much more numerous than those of the man, criss-crossed, densely packed, and looked particularly hideous.

After coming out, she was relieved to see that the man in the wheelchair was safe and sound.

"Oh, look at the old woman's brain, I forgot again. You don't warn me, old man. In this way, duck meat Shih Tzu, you kill this goose for me, and I will give you double the price!"

The old woman patted her head, suddenly thought of something, and apologized.

"Forget it, the old rule, ten copper plates, bring it to the goose!"

The ugly woman reluctantly took the goose and went into the back kitchen. Only the old couple remained.

"Alas, this duck meat Shih Tzu is also a beauty when he hears the voice, but it's a pity, I don't know what I encountered, and my face is ruined like this!"

"She values love and righteousness, her husband has become a living dead, she still never leaves, and she carries everything by herself. Alas, such people are rare to see!"

"But one thing is very strange, she is mysterious, the neighbors come to visit the door or something, she asks others to knock on the door, and she doesn't know what to do!"

"Shhh, you can eat food indiscriminately, you can't talk nonsense, duck meat Shih Tzu has two arms, last time a few guys stole her ducks, guess what, three or five guys were beaten down by her"

......

The old couple was idle here, and after a while, the "duck meat Shih Tzu" had already disposed of the goose, and she put it in a wooden barrel and handed it to the old couple.

The old couple thanked them repeatedly, and after being polite, they also left.

And after the old couple left, the "duck meat Shih Tzu" breathed a sigh of relief.

"Little ant, come out, everyone is gone!"

Fei Yi said softly, and when he heard Fei Yifeng's voice, an ant crawled out from under the wheelchair.

The first thing it did when it got out was to climb into the wheelchair and straighten Mo Yun's head, so that Mo Yun would be uncomfortable if he slept with his head on his head.

Compared with three years ago, the little ant has not changed much, and the strange purple color on its body is still the same, but it has faded a lot.

Three years ago, the Sky Swallowing Giant Ant transferred all the injuries and poison to himself, and that terrifying poison was enough to wipe out half of the realm, but the little ant was still alive and kicking after this poison.

Of course...... The price is also there, that time the little ant was in a coma for three months, and after waking up, it no longer has the strength of a level forty demon beast, and even, it has lost the ability to devour.

It can be cold, sick, hungry, and sleepy.

Except for its strength and size, it's just an ordinary ant.

That is, it is scrapped.

But for this, the little ant didn't care much at all, with Mo Yun by his side, it was happy all day long.

"Little ant, you can cook today's lunch. ”

Looking at the little ant who was still rubbing Mo Yun's cheek affectionately, Fei Yi suddenly felt a little envious.

I don't know if I'm envious of the little ant or Mo Yun.

The little ant looked at Fei Yi and shook his head, no, cooking has to leave Mo Yun again, it doesn't do it.

"Alas!" Fei Yi shook his head and smiled bitterly, "If you don't do it, Mo Yun doesn't like to eat what I make, he will be hungry!"

After getting along with the little ant for so long, Fei Yi already knows the Achilles heel of the little ant: Mo Yun!

As long as it is about Mo Yun, the Sky Swallowing Giant Ant will do it seriously.

And it's getting more and more proficient, at least...... Eat better than she does.

Sure enough, as Fei Yi expected, as soon as he heard that he would be hungry to Mo Yun, the little ant suddenly became anxious.

It carefully climbed down from the wheelchair from Mo Yun's head, and before leaving, it didn't forget to grind Fei Yi's huge jaw hard.

Woman, if you dare to take advantage of Mo Yun, I will definitely not spare you.

In the courtyard, there were finally only two people left.

The early spring sun sprinkled on the two of them, making Fei Yi feel warm.

Looking at Mo Yun who was unconscious, a trace of confusion flashed in Fei Yi's eyes, because of the erosion of the poisonous mist, her soul body had also suffered heavy damage, and she didn't know how long she would be able to live.

At such a big price, is it really worth it just to hang Mo Yun's life?

Fei Yi didn't know, but even if she had the chance to choose again, she would make the same choice.

Fei Yi slowly approached Mo Yun's cheek, and the foreheads of the two touched together.

Yunyun, can you hear me?

I'll wait for you until you wake up.

I will wait for you until I die!

(Weekend Ticket)