Ling Xuanluo secretly returned to Jiluo Mountain at night, just to enter the Flying Fire Streamer Wall and meet Xi Mutong. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After a few days of not returning, when I saw this immortal mountain again, the atmosphere of war was blowing in my face, and the peaceful and calm appearance of the past had completely disappeared. As the military core of the immortal clan, it may be invaded by the enemy at any time, and the core of the attack is probably the lock of ten thousand souls and bones, once it is remembered by the enemy, it will take advantage of the war to loot away, I am afraid that from now on there will be endless hidden dangers, even if the war is over, the hidden dangers will not be eliminated.

Chen Tao, as the general of the Praetorian Guard, was determined to be loyal to Jiluo Mountain, and suggested that at a critical moment, the connection between the bone lock and Wuyue should be disconnected, but he was angrily reprimanded by Ling Xuanluo, and swore that if Wuyue was not protected, Jiluo Mountain would never be alone.

My aunt's heart and ambitions over the years have been deeply integrated with Ling Xuanluo's soul and have become his mind, how can his ambition be changed?

From rushing to the Western Heaven Chaos Valley to help the heir of the God Clan ascend the throne, to going to Penglai to participate in the Tongxian Ceremony, and going through hardships to obtain the status of staying in the Immortals, it has been a long time. He misses Xi Mutong all the time, and longs to be able to jump, enter the wall of light hanging on the True Dragon Peak, see her snow-white figure again, and feel her cold air.

He still remembered that when he just came back from Yunnan, he was standing on the top of Mingzhu Peak, and he couldn't help but want to get into the wall of light, but he inexplicably got a voice prompt, reminding him that Xi Muxian had his own plan, and it was not time to reunite with her.

Tonight, stepping on this mountain again, standing in the same position, he could not stop panicking, for fear that the voice would come again, and the idea of seeing his aunt would be blocked again. This time, however, all he heard was a gust of mountain wind, quietly blowing.

Standing and waiting for a while, he was relieved, unfolded his broad palm, but a small hand appeared in his mind, which had been held by Zhuyue.

After the master let go of him, he pointed at his Tianchi acupoint with his two fingers, helping him to watch the strange picture of the flying fire flowing light through the glazed dazzling waterfall. Although the picture only lasted for a moment, that illusion never left his memories again.

"Master, your long-cherished wish for many years, your Chunchun entrustment when you were dying, Ling'er will fulfill it for you tonight. If you have a spirit in heaven, please bless me to meet her smoothly, and bless us to come up with a way to save the people from fire and water and from the harm of war. At the same time, there is also Brother Jiangnan, and Aunt Shizu must have saved him! Brother can't have anything, must not have anything! ”

He missed Zhuyue and worried about Jiang Nanjun, and the tears in his heart were like waves, but he endured it again and again to prevent tears from blurring his eyes.

The last time I came was daytime, but now in the night, I look at the seven-colored waterfall from the top of the real dragon peak, which has been divided into two sides by the magnificent mountain.

The Flying Fire Streamer Wall hung uprightly on the cliff wall opposite him, and the pictures of the world flashed and jumped by. He began to miss the feeling of being dizzy and dizzy. I didn't find that feeling, but instead I was filled with indescribable tension and panic.

At this moment, he has been looking forward to it, and he has been afraid. The original reason was that he didn't want to visit him rashly, which disturbed his aunt's good dreams. She has been working hard for five hundred years, and she should have a good rest.

Later, he was warned by the Jin Shusheng, afraid that as soon as he came in, he would confirm that his aunt had indeed set up his mind to die, and when he saw him, he would turn into dust and dissipate without saying anything.

As long as his feet are off the ground, Wan Yujue will play a role in helping his journey to the Streamer Wall, but all kinds of worries make him hesitate and contradictory.

Suddenly, he had a hallucination, and Zhuyue's two warm fingers came back and were pressing on his Tianchi acupoint, hesitating for him to drive him away, and generating infinite courage.

He closed his eyes with a smile, jumped slightly, and jumped......