Time flies, very quickly, and the time of January flies by in a flash.

In the past month, Mo Yun has still lived a very leisurely life, nothing more than a tour of the mountains and rivers, and there has always been a woman by his side: Jia Xiyan!

Mo Yun is not used to others following him, but Jia Xiyan is very stubborn, and Mo Yun is left to the other party.

Unknowingly, in the last few days, Mo Yun was taken to the Great World Imperial City by Jia Xiyan!

Three years later, the purple mist of the Master Imperial City finally dispersed, but unfortunately, even if the purple mist dissipated, only a ruin remained here.

In the midst of the ruins, there was also an impregnable wall, on which an immortal thunder spear had smashed a skeleton to death.

It was the remains of the old emperor, he had been dormant for five hundred years, and he tried his best to dominate the Yuan Spirit Realm, indeed, he also succeeded, he stepped into the fourth order of his dreams, causing the Ten Great Dynasties to bow down and become the overlord of the Yuan Spirit Realm.

It's a pity that he only sat on the throne for eight days.

Eight days later, when he was at his most beautiful, Mo Yun summoned countless demon beasts and forcibly destroyed the Great World Dynasty in front of the old emperor.

Success or failure turns empty!

Returning here again, Mo Yun was silent.

There are too many things buried here, conspiracy, family hatred, country hatred, and children's affection......

"Little turtle, do you really want to stay here, stay in this rotten land?

Mo Yun sighed and said helplessly.

"After all, this is the home of that guy who has destroyed Guzhu, if I leave, who will accompany it?"

"In addition, my lord, you also know my character, lazy and timid, small wealth is peace, in the Yuan Spirit Realm I can be the king and hegemon, go to the Wuhuang Realm, but it's different!"

"If you meet the master, please say hello to the master on my behalf!"

The withered spirit turtle looked at the crisp and verdant grass around him, but he was relieved.

"Alas, what about you, Xiaoxi, are you really not going to follow me to the Wuhuang Realm? there are better resources there, and you will meet more interesting people......

Mo Yun lamented, he turned his head to look at Jia Xiyan, but a trace of distress flashed in his eyes.

Speaking of which, this is also a girl with a hard life. is obviously the daughter of the contemporary Linghou, but her mother died early when she was young, and she was made difficult by others in every way. finally got engaged to Mo Yun, but Mo Yun, who was originally a genius, became a waste.

Later, it encountered the tragedy of the destruction of the Linghou Mansion......

Ordinary people encounter this successive blows, but they are afraid that they have already collapsed.

But this girl has been silently bearing everything, and doing her duty with peace of mind.

Mo Yun wanted to take Jia Xiyan to the upper realm, but it was a pity...... The other party doesn't seem to have this will!

"Nope. Here, it's good!"

Jia Xiyan's voice trembled a little, why didn't she want to follow her only relative to the upper realm?

However, after following Mo Yun for a month, she has already seen that Mo Yun does not have that kind of male and female affection for her, but more of a responsible care.

In that case, why did she go to the upper realm to drag Mo Yun down?

From the very beginning, Mo Yun was destined to be a person of the same world as her!

She was also tired, and it was not bad to rest in this small Yuan Spirit Realm.

The world is so big, but what does it have to do with her?

"Alas, good luck to you!" Mo Yun shook his head helplessly, and suddenly, he thought of something again, "By the way, there is one more thing to give to you, this is your father's remains, you ...... Bury him well!"

With a wave of Mo Yun's hand, a white bone remains had already appeared on the ground.

It is the remains of Jia Xiyan's father and Linghou.

“......”

Seeing this skeleton, Jia Xiyan was silent.

And Mo Yun didn't care about Jia Xiyan at this time, he took out a blue demon crystal, which was surrounded by thunder arcs, and the demon power suddenly appeared.

This is the demon crystal that belongs to the Ancient Bamboo of Silence.

Mo Yun inserted this demon crystal into the surface, and the blue flame in his hand spread rapidly, enveloping the land at once.

The Yan Emperor's Nine Flames' Soul Yan has the ability to heal infinitely.

And under the wrapping of the living soul, it can be seen to the naked eye that a trace of substantial vitality spreads out, and there is a refreshing atmosphere all around.

Soon, a piece of bamboo shoot broke through the soft soil and poked out the tip of the bamboo shoot.

Seeing the tip of the bamboo shoots appear, Mo Yun hurriedly put away the living soul Yan that was obviously a lot darker.

Such an absolute cure is at most once a month, otherwise the origin of the Soul Yan will also be harmed.

"Your Excellency...... It's ......"

Seeing that Mo Yun used the demon crystal of the Silent Ancient Bamboo to catalyze a bamboo shoot, the Withered Spirit Turtle was excited, because ...... On that bamboo shoot is clearly the breath of the ancient bamboo.

"This is Xiaozhuzi's home, since it ends here, let's start here, right?"

Mo Yun's eyes were very complicated. Dust to dust, dust to dust......

"Is it the Ancient Bamboo of Silence?"

The Withered Spirit Turtle asks again!

"It can be said to be the ancient bamboo that is extinguished, or it can be said that it is not the ancient bamboo that is extinguished. The extreme healing of the Soul Yan, coupled with the fact that it is a plant-based demon beast, has a glimmer of life, but it's a pity...... Even if it grows, it won't have any memories of the past!"

Mo Yun's eyes were full of sadness, not so much that this was the rebirth of the Silent Ancient Bamboo, but that this was the birth of another new life.

Without memory, is a small bamboo still a small bamboo?

"Xiao Xi, this mad blood knife can also be regarded as a relic of the Linghou Mansion, and I should also return it to its original owner!"

"Also, this is a combat skill and a martial arts map, with your talent of wind spirit body, cultivate well, in the golden world, although it is not enough to be proud of the world, it is enough to protect yourself!"

"In addition, if there is really an irresistible catastrophe in the Yuan Spirit Realm, you can go to the westernmost part of the Shenwu Dynasty to find a small village called Yuncun. All disasters can be avoided there!"

Mo Yun still seemed to feel a little uneasy, and he told Jia Xiyan a thousand times.

Jia Xiyan nodded constantly, she had already taken Mo Yun's words to heart.

The breeze was blowing, the warm sun was shining, and after saying these words, Mo Yun had nothing to say after all.

Should you go?

But just as Mo Yun was taking a step, Jia Xiyan couldn't help but speak:

"Mo Yun, will you come back?"

She knew it, but no one who went to Tianjiao in the upper realm came back alive, including the amazing and gorgeous Jia Chunsheng.

This farewell, I'm afraid it's goodbye forever.

But Jia Xiyan ...... Reluctantly!

"I'll be back in the near future......"

Mo Yun smiled brightly, just like the previous teenager.

Will you be back? Really?

knew that there was little hope, but Jia Xiyan believed it:

"Okay, Mo Yun, if you're tired one day, you can come back to me......"

I'll wait for you!

The last three words, she didn't dare to say.

"So...... Xiaoxi, little turtle, fate ......"

"I'll meet you soon, my lord, I know what you're going to say!"

Mo Yun hadn't finished speaking this time, but the Kurong Spirit Tortoise answered.

"Heh, little ants, little rhinoceros, little vines, it's time for us to leave for the Wuhuang Realm!"

Mo Yun stepped forward, while the little ant was lying on Mo Yun's shoulder, constantly waving his paws at Jia Xiyan to say goodbye

"There is no banquet in the world that will not be dispersed, so there is no need to send ......"

Mo Yun also waved his hand towards the back. If it weren't for the sadness of separation, the reunion wouldn't be so beautiful.

Good luck, familiar ones!