Outside the council hall were the soldiers who had heard the news, looking at the high priest of the Dharma Protector and the high priest who had formed a group, and suddenly they didn't know what to do, and they didn't know whether to help.

At the same time, in the small chaos realm, Su Dandan chased the cold Yuan Shen through the Fuyao Mountain, it seemed that no matter how she ran, she could never run out of this Fuyao Mountain, and he had been wandering in the sea of Fuyao flowers, passing by her.

In the body, one of the eight seals was removed, and the seals were loosened, and there were fluctuations in the small chaos realm.

The Fuyao flowers behind him were like ashes, burning inch by inch and annihilating, Su Dandan looked back and saw the Fuyao flowers that were turned into ashes all over the mountains, far away, suddenly heard the sound of playing the piano, and she hurriedly ran after the sound of the piano.

In the sea of silver Fuyao flowers, he was dressed in a white robe, his long hair was like silk slanting to the ground, his handsome face was like jade porcelain, sitting cross-legged, his slender fingers caressing the piano, and the top of his head was a piece of falling Fuyao flowers.

Su Dandan stood under the Fuyao flower tree, looking at the person who stroked the qin, he had the same face as Fanyan, but he had a completely different temperament, he couldn't see the slightest demonic aura on his body, it was an unattainable, unattainable sense of alienation.

At that moment, she realized that his primordial spirit had no memory at all.

He and Fan Yan are like two completely different people, but they are clearly one.

She walked towards him, and with every inch she walked, the mountains and forests behind her began to burn, turning to ashes, and the memories that burned out and he wanted to be trapped.

It was a memory that belonged to Yexi.

And it was she who burned.

Under the silver swaying flower tree, under the sun, his whole body seemed to glow, playing a tune she had never heard before, but the tune, she listened a little sadly, because the tune was so strange, it didn't belong to her, it didn't belong to the cold.

"Cool. She whispered.

The ground beneath his feet began to burn and turn into ashes, the white robe on his body was licked and burned by the fire, his long hair like ink was burned into silver white by the fire, his white robe burned into a black robe, the long silver hair hunted and flew in the ashes, and the piano on his knees also turned into a sword, looking up at her.

"Su Gu. He said.

She sprang at the bar, her arms outstretched, trying to hold him tightly, but the moment she was about to touch his body, her entire body began to burn and turn into ashes, forced to eject him into his little chaos realm.

In the meditation room of Mount Meru, Su Dandan suddenly woke up from the small chaos realm, and next to him, the Emperor of the Eastern Court was looking at the scriptures in his hand, Su Dandan suddenly woke up, and he turned his head to look over.

His holy figure shone in the sunlight, the fairy aura flowed, and his narrow eyes were indifferent in his long eyes holding the yellow scriptures.

The air seemed to freeze, Su Dandan looked at him, suddenly came back to his senses, jumped up as if fleeing, the emperor of the Eastern Court waved his hand, and the door closed with a "clang".

The Emperor of the Eastern Court put down the scripture in his hand and said, "Long time no see, Su Gu." ”

Su Dandan's heart pounded against the door, staring vigilantly at the Emperor of the Eastern Garden, and the sword in his hand quietly condensed out.

Where is Ao Zhan, how could the Emperor of the Eastern Court be here

At the same time, in the meditation room, Ao Zhan and the old Dharma King were playing chess, surrounded by onlookers, the chess game was full of dangers, Ao Zhan locked his eyebrows and pinched the chess pieces, and fell into contemplation.

(Markor Literature-)