The sudden inquiry made the sword soul stunned.

The night watchman raised his head and looked at the reborn fairy lord, he saw a strange face, but it seemed to see a familiar and arrogant spirit.

His immortal lord is already a lonely and arrogant person, who disdains to be protected by anyone, and only likes to be alone for nine days......

This was true in previous lives, and it is also true in this life.

"There is no need to hide it, you have become a sword soul, you should know that as long as I use the power of the primordial god, I can know your memory, let's say, what is the real cause of death in Yantongtian. ”

Xu Yan frowned slightly and repeated the previous inquiry.

At that time, when he saw the night watchman on Linlang Island, Xu Yan asked Yan Tongtian about the cause of death once, and the night watchman hesitated for a moment before saying that he didn't know.

In addition, the night watchman answered all questions and never hesitated, in fact, Xu Yan had already seen that the night watchman had some news to hide from him, but he didn't have time to ask too much at that time.

Now that he is in the North Continent Region, he has time, and if he doesn't find out the cause of Yantongtian's death, he will be restless.

Died in the sky to seize the treasure, Xu Yan will not believe it, no matter how valuable the treasure is, there is no heavy life, Yan Tongtian is by no means a person who can die for the treasure, he must have his own hardships, and this hardship is what Xu Yan really wants to know.

"In order to collect all the colorful smoke and raindrops, in order to become a ...... to make up for the heavens"

Sword Soul Luck sighed and told a legend that few people knew.

"If the sky is perfect, the grand wish is the spirit, the legend collects eighty-one nine-colored smoke and rain droplets, can become a mending heaven man, as long as the sky is made up, you can get a chance to make your wish come true, the fairy master collects the nine-colored smoke and rain drops, is for a wish, a wish to wake up the lady, but unfortunately, it is not the fairy master who wants to become a mending man, the original move to the sky is extremely dangerous, once the battle in the sky dome, the scattered immortals also have the possibility of falling......"

Xu Yan had seen Jiang Dachuan who had broken through the sky from the Bottle Realm, and he himself had experienced the danger of breaking through the sky more immersively, so he knew that the fierce battle at the end of the sky dome was likely to end up together.

The truth revealed by the night watchman is not that he wants to deliberately conceal it, but that he is worried that the reborn immortal lord will repeat the mistakes of the past.

The old sword soul has no body, and even bowing to the ground has become silent, and the night watchman touched the ground with his head, choked up: "The old slave begs the fairy master, don't do the act of stepping on the sky again......!

The sorrow of the night watchman comes from the fall of his master.

"Mending the Heavens...... What is missing in the sky and needs to be replaced?" Xu Yan looked up at the dome, there were thousands of machine mansions apart, and he couldn't see the sky.

"Don't worry, I won't kill myself, the sky is so high, I can't fly. Xu Yan reassured, such a loyal servant of the night watchman was too loyal.

"In order to wake up Lin Xiyue, Yan Tongtian did not hesitate to go to the sky to hunt for treasures, so is Lin Xiyue dead?" Xu Yan was puzzled by many other places, and the palace master of the Phantom Moon Palace was one of them.

"Madame is not dead, but her heart is like a rock, and what the fairy lord wants to wake up is Mrs. Lin Xiyue, not the lord of the Phantom Moon Palace. "The Night's Watch does not conceal it, but tells the truth what he knows.

"No wonder you said that the Phantom Moon Palace cultivates ruthlessness, it turns out that even the heart has been cultivated, without a heart, without feelings, it is not a human being. Xu Yan nodded, he could feel the sorrow of Yan Tongtian.

Because he also lost his wife once, Pang Hongyue's death seemed to be just yesterday.

"No, Lin Xiyue should still have a trace of last emotion. ”

Xu Yan's eyes moved slightly, and he said to himself: "Or, it's a wisp of Yuan Shen with the last emotion, Xuanyuan Xue ......"

At this moment, Xu Yan seemed to see the truth about Xuanyuan Xue and Pang Hongyue.

It turned out that Lin Xiyue still had a trace of feelings, and when Yan Tongtian fell, Lin Xiyue's only wisp of emotional Yuan Shen chased into the mixed yuan bottle, and the wisp of emotional Yuan Shen let out a sad cry, which was heard by Mu Lao.

Since then, the origin of a sigh, a laugh, and a cry, Xu Yan can be regarded as understanding who they all come from.

The sigh must come from the old Taoist's doppelganger or remnant soul, the laughter must be the Demon Emperor Shen Tu Yuntian, and the crying must be Lin Xiyue's wisp of Yuan Shen with the last emotion.

In this way, Lin Xiyue is already an indifferent and ruthless person, and her last mercy is to leave that wisp of emotion of the primordial spirit, rather than taking it back to its body. ”

Saying this, Xu Yan exhaled a long breath of turbidity.

Now it seems that the corner of the moonlight skirt that Xuanyuan Family's Granny Li saw back then should be Lin Xiyue's skirt, and it was Lin Xiyue herself who killed Xuanyuan Haotian's third heir, otherwise how could Xuanyuan Haotian endure it.

The real Xuanyuan Xue was erased, and Pang Hongyue's remnant soul was ingested by Lin Xiyue from the Bottle Realm and integrated into the body of the third lady of the Xuanyuan family, which is why Xuanyuan Xue is today, and Xuanyuan Haotian's hatred for his daughter.

There is also the murderous intent of the Lord of Xuanyuan Island towards him Xu Yan.

"It turns out that Xuanyuan Island is sheltered under the wings of the Phantom Moon Palace, no wonder Xuanyuan Xue can get the chivalrous world inherited by the Phantom Moon Palace, no wonder Xuanyuan Haotian wants to kill me, Xuanyuan Xue is a split soul of Lin Xiyue, and Lin Xiyue is the wife of Yan Tongtian, if Xuanyuan Xue falls in love with someone else, the Xuanyuan family will indeed be in great trouble, let Lin Xiyue know, maybe it will destroy the Xuanyuan family. ”

Since he is a ruthless person, how can he allow his affectionate Yuan Shen to cling to other men, or even fall in love with each other.

For a high-flying immortal powerhouse like Lin Xiyue, it was a kind of stain at all, so Xuanyuan Haotian was so angry and full of murderous intent after seeing Xuanyuan Xue and Xu Yan fall in love.

After deducing this truth, Xu Yan felt a little pity for Xuanyuan Haotian.

If the head of the Xuanyuan family knew that he Xu Yan was a wisp of remnant soul resurrection from Yan Tongtian, and Xuanyuan Xue was a perfect match in both his previous life and this life, I am afraid that Xuanyuan Haotian would be stunned and dumbfounded, and he would never have murderous intent towards him Xu Yan again.

With a wry smile, Xu Yan saw that the night watchman was still kneeling on the ground, and his heart moved to make him stand up.

has become a sword soul, and the night watchman can only obey Xu Yan's dispatch, and he doesn't need to order his movements, just a thought.

The "Immortal Lord ......" The night watchman's eyes were full of worry, for fear that his immortal lord would become a mending man again, fighting for the nine-colored smoke and raindrops.

"Don't worry, I won't go to heaven until I don't have enough strength. Xu Yan grabbed the pure demonic qi that had been refined from the other party's hand, and said, "Could it be that the demon saint also died in the great war a thousand years ago?"

"The demon saint Wan Hongyu is said to have also fallen thousands of years ago, and it is unknown where he died. Sword Soul said truthfully.

"A thousand years ago, a lot of supreme strength died, and the thousand scales mentioned the year of the fall of the sky, it seems that it is really the case, the year of the fall of the sky. ”

As he muttered to himself, Xu Yan's eyebrows tightened, and his eyes flashed with a trace of doubt.

He looked at the night watchman and asked again, "Five hundred years ago, you were killed by the Terran Raid on Linlang Island, and after the other party killed you, what happened to him, is he dead or alive?"