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Liu Yu stared at the few big characters directly above the entrance of the cave. A moment later, he slowly walked into the corridor.

The road has not changed in years, it is still hot, and even the air is steaming and distorting. The heat used to make him faint, but now it was like a spring breeze, and it was hard to hurt him.

He walked slowly in the long corridor, as if feeling or thinking about something.

Finally, after walking dozens of steps, his figure flashed, and he had already passed through the Yongdao and entered the Punishment Cave.

Once upon a time, he and Huo'er spent years here. He went from a helpless child to a teenager who fell in love.

Liu Yu looked around, and then silently walked over to a large smooth stone. This is the boulder he used to barbecue. His eyes darkened, and he reached out and touched the surface of the stone.

For several years, things are not people. The power of time is invisible, yet incredibly powerful. It is invisible, unreal, but it leaves a knife-like mark on everything in the world.

This is the time when the temperature of the Punishment Cave is at its highest. The barbecue stone is half embedded in the lava, and the temperature is naturally high. But Liu Yu didn't seem to feel the heat at all. After a few moments, he clapped his hands and took out a washed and skinned snowcock from the package he was carrying.

"Zizi~" He smeared grease on the stone, then cut the snowcock into pieces and put it on it.

A faint aroma begins to diffuse. Although the aroma is faint, it is so obvious in this place where the environment is harsh and even full of sulfur smell.

As Liu Yu played, the snowcock gradually ripened, the golden oil condensed, and the aroma became rich.

Liu Yu took out a few bottles and cans from his arms and sprinkled them with seasonings evenly. He then placed the grilled chicken on a small stone table next to it.

If, it was in the past. It's time for that skinny little girl to snatch it?!

Liu Yu turned around and walked towards the cave where he once lived.

As soon as he entered the cave, he was stunned. Because on the stone table in the center of the cave are a letter and a palm-sized mirror artifact. I don't know what kind of material this letter paper is, but there is not the slightest burnt yellow or uneven distortion after heating in this hot cave.

Liu Yu's expression moved slightly, and he hurriedly walked over.

"Yu'er personally opened", just four words, but Liu Yu's eyes began to turn red. His heart began to beat violently. It seems that the feelings that have been suppressed for a long time are about to burst out of the chest.

This is the handwriting of a real person in Tsing Yi!

How could a cultivator not be illiterate? At that time, Huo'er was still young, so naturally she needed someone to teach her to read. And whenever the real person in Tsing Yi taught Huo'er to write, Liu Yu silently learned on the side. In fact, it is said to be stealing, but it is not 'stealing'. If the real person in Tsing Yi was unwilling, how could Liu Yu 'steal' it?

Liu Yu's hands trembled a little from overexcitement, and he stumbled but quickly opened the letter.

Qing Lanyi seemed to have expected Liu Yu to come here again.

I don't know what was written in the letter, but I saw that Liu Yu's eyes were getting hotter and brighter, and there were faint tears flashing.

His heartbeat became violent and powerful, as if it was about to crack his chest;

Finally, he let out a sharp breath. The exhalation was so long, it seemed like it had been held for a long, long time.

"I see. Huo'er may still be alive now?!" Liu Yu finally spoke.

"Haha, Huo'er may still be alive..."

He was clearly in tears, but he was smiling. In the years since the fire disappeared, he hadn't heard anything better than this!

On that day, the fire vanished in plain sight. Maybe not dead now?

Is this letter real or not?

Is it a lie deliberately left by the real person in Tsing Yi and the blue fairy who were afraid that Liu Yu would fall into the demon obstacle of death from now on?

Or is it true that there is a slight chance that Huo'er is not dead, as he says?

Liu Yu didn't doubt it, because with the status of the master of the real sect in Tsing Yi, there was no need to deceive himself. Or how could they bear to deceive themselves?

The suffering of the world is nothing more than the word love.

Always hopeful, always disappointed. Over and over....

The taste of it can only be understood if you are deeply immersed in it.

Thinking about it this way, Liu Yu felt that Huo'er did have a slight possibility of being alive.

Or, there is a good possibility!

Therefore, he couldn't help himself for a while.

The 'fire' that was extinguished in front of everyone's eyes at the beginning may have been just a trick by the ghost ancestors.

As soon as he thought of this, Liu Yu carefully put the letter into the envelope, and then picked up the mirror magic instrument on the table and carefully hid it in his arms.

Huo'er's natal artifact is refined from the flame heart of the king of the flame giant ants, and this mirror magic weapon contains the essence of the descendants of the flame giant ants. Due to the relationship between the child and the mother, this mirror instrument can sense the existence of fire within a certain range.

After doing all this, Liu Yu suddenly remembered something, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed in the direction of the outside world.

"Master, it's not a good apprentice. ”

Although he has already left a book for Zhang Liezhen, how can the grace of more than ten years of nurturing be expressed in a mere letter?

Under the Temple of Dry Fire, a mysterious space.

The former Zhang Lie Daoist, and now the master of the Fire God Gate, has been named a real person. He sat in mid-air with his eyes closed, quietly gazing at the bright stone statue in front of him. Suddenly, as if sensing something, he turned his head to look in a certain direction.

"Yu'er is really leaving. The matter of Huo'er hit him too hard. ”

"But misfortune and blessing depend on blessing and misfortune lurk... Is it a blessing or a curse?"

"A word of love, in vain. It is said that the way of heaven is ruthless, and it is difficult for sentient beings to comprehend the mysteries. But Lao Tzu likes to be affectionate. Like Senior Brother Yuyang, although his cultivation is superb, he obviously regrets it...... "It's hard to imagine that Zhang Liezhen, who has always been known for his elegance, would say such vulgar words.

There is a clear sense of resistance and disobedience between these vulgar words.

If Zhang Liezhen's vulgar words could make the disciples of the Fire God Sect show a look of surprise, then the content of this sentence was enough to make the eyes of the entire cultivator world widen and their mouths wide.

Yuyang Zhenren, the last generation of the Fire God Gate, actually regretted it because of love?!

In the end, Zhang Lie Zhenren sighed faintly, did not continue to speak, but slowly closed his eyes and continued to comprehend the stone statue in front of him.

Zhang Liezhen had already expected Liu Yu to leave.

The mind is uncertain, how to cultivate. Liu Yu's departure seems to be doomed.

Cultivating the Dao, what is the Dao? Passing through the surface, seeing the inside, and thus predicting that Liu Yu is leaving, is very simple for a cultivator like Zhang Liezhen who has cultivated to a high level.

Zhang Liezhen's original cultivation had already reached the extremely high realm of the True Yang Realm, and after taking over as the master of the Fire God Gate, he used the power of the flames in this mysterious grotto to make a fortune every day. Today's realm is unfathomable.

It's just that for some reason, the stronger Zhang Liezhen becomes, the more powerless he feels, and even there is a trace of helplessness in his words.

Throughout the ages, powerful cultivators have appeared from time to time, they are amazing, they are so powerful that they even destroy the world with a raise of their hands.

But this 'ruin' is just an adjective after all.

Time has never seen the heaven and earth disappear, but those cultivators who 'destroyed the heavens and the earth' were short-lived.

Manpower will eventually run out.

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