Nine thousand years old is back......

But when Wu Dieyi and other demons poured out of the demon tomb, they didn't know why an indescribable sadness poured out from the bottom of their hearts.

Because they can see that the situation at the moment of nine thousand years old, I am afraid that I am afraid that I will leave forever in the near future, and from then on, the faith of the Ten Thousand Demon Valley can be regarded as collapsed.

A tattered dress shook like a candle in the wind, and the cane that had been with him for more than a thousand years had already been burned in half, and it seemed that it would be blown away by a gust of wind at any time.

Maybe the agreement with Qingqiu was broken, and the chessboard on that side still couldn't see the result after all.

But in the hearts of all the demon clans, he is like a stone tablet that has blessed the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons for thousands of years, so no one will complain about him, but looking at the appearance in front of him, there is a sense of decline of the twilight of the hero, and the sound of faint crying unconsciously, the nine thousand years old is cloudy and can't hear it.

"This Immortal Emperor's skills have not regressed from his early years, this time he is considered to be a loser, and I don't know what the mountains and rivers of Kyushu will be like in the future. ”

The little demon returned with some clean rain with lotus leaves, and handed it to Jiu Qiansui to moisten his throat before the gray complexion eased slightly, and when he lowered his head, he stretched out his palm to let Wu Dieyi and Mo Linshan and others also see that the turtle shell that was refined as a demon soldier had been shattered, all of which confirmed the thrilling battle of Fang Cai.

"It doesn't matter, as long as the nine thousand years old are still there, we will be able to take it back sooner or later. ”

"That's right! When Grandpa Chitose is rested, we will definitely practice well, and sooner or later you will be able to lead us back again!"

The more in the moment of crisis, the more well-behaved this group of naughty little demons became, at this moment, led by Luo Xiaojiu, no one went to pull the nine-thousand-year-old white beard, and the latter smiled in a trance when he heard this, seemingly relieved but powerless for the status quo.

"Hehe, I'm afraid I can't wait for that day, after all, this battle burns out Shouyuan... I'm afraid that God can only give the old man more than ten days to survive, as for this time, there is another thing to find Mo Wushuang's girl, from now on, I am afraid that only she can protect everyone. ”

Obviously, the nine thousand years old still have very high expectations for Mo Wushuang, and he just wants to have a teaching to find him with his crippled body.

But helplessly, Wu Dieyi and Mo Linshan glanced at each other but secretly shook their heads, after all, Mo Wushuang's whereabouts are not clear even if they are parents, but to be honest, if they will face such a heavy burden, Mo Linshan's heart hopes that his daughter will disappear forever, after all, the stone tablet in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons has collapsed, and Wu Dieyi can no longer lose this biological daughter.

But looking at the down-and-out appearance of many little demons now, there seems to be a vicious anger in his heart, but at the same time, he hopes that his daughter will return, because she can always surprise herself, and at the same time, she can also give these helpless spirits new hope.

"Sun Dasheng said when he left, Mo Wushuang and they fled from the stone gate and fled in the direction of the Ten Thousand Demon Valley, I am afraid that it will be a few days before they can see the shadow. ”

In a few days, the nine thousand years old sighed and laughed at the fate of this, Wu Dieyi couldn't bear to see the old man sad, so he put on his clothes that had just been dried and prepared to go out to find the direction of his daughter, and he was so shocked that Mo Linshan hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop it, after all, the only person who can take care of many spirits here is Wu Dieyi, the former saint of the Ten Thousand Demon Valley, and it is absolutely impossible to let Mo Linshan take care of these guys.

"Go and find it, it should be me who is a father to find it!"

"Can you smell her blood? How can you find her place?"

"After all, we can't afford to delay any longer!"

Wu Dieyi's emotions quickly infected the other little demons around him, after all, he had not experienced strong winds and waves, and soon cried again mixed with the sound of the rainstorm outside, but he heard Jiu Qian's deep cough on the side, and then he reluctantly shook his white eyebrows and grinned.

"Dieyi, what Mo Linshan said just now is right, you can't go. ”

"If you're gone... There will be no one to talk to this group of dolls, and when the time comes, won't the old decay be noisy to death in the last time. ”

"But... Can ......"

Wu Dieyi had never felt so helpless, but she didn't know what she wanted to express with just one word, but Mo Linshan sighed deeply and patted her shoulder.

"Don't worry, your daughter has been with me for more than ten years, and I can figure out what she thinks with her heels. ”

"What's more, the people of Yunque Heavenly Palace have been born, and no one can recognize your face alone. ”

"So it's safer for me to go out and... I broke my promise with my daughter, and there were some things I had to meet with her in person. ”

Mo Linshan was still worried about the matter in the burial ground, and at that time, because of Yuan Tiangang's appearance, he was a little upset, so he went directly to the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons in the hope of assisting Wu Dieyi against foreign enemies, and now part of the responsibility for this kind of thing is also on his own body.

What's more, only Mo Lin Mountain knows that since Yunque Heavenly Palace was born, then... The Nine Dragons Pavilion should also emerge from the deep pool, the legendary pavilion master... Perhaps only he could compete with that Immortal Emperor.

So this trip is not only for the sake of Mo Wushuang, on the other hand... He even used the news channel of the Nine Dragon Pavilion to find out about the next plan of the Yunque Heavenly Palace, so that he could know where these demon clans should flee, so that he could retain the last trace of bloodline inheritance.

"Also... The decay is not as fragile as you think, and at this moment, you can barely extend that time by using the turtle breath ** to sleep. ”

"But Mo Linshan, the old man still has a word to entrust to you. ”

"Do your best to protect her, after all, my hope for the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons is only here!"

Nine thousand years old said that in the ears of Wu Dieyi and Mo Linshan, he turned his head so much to see that the thin figure turned into a stone sculpture and was dyed with the color of green granite, presumably he also wanted to keep some more time to make a final explanation with that Mo Wushuang, and the future of ten thousand demons depends on this embarrassing ten days.

"Go ahead!"

"If we can't find the whereabouts of Wushuang before this place is discovered, you and I will never see each other again this time!"

Wu Dieyi looked at Mo Lin Mountain, he didn't know the scene of the last time he said that he would not see each other for ten years, but at this moment, he cut off a section of long sleeves and green silk with a sword, bandaged it and tied it around his waist in the shape of a simple wishing charm.

At this moment, it seems that when he was young and frivolous, he raised his sword and rode his horse, and returned to the appearance of being outside Chang'an City, but he no longer had the black mane, and after he stroked the black prison broken knife behind him, he looked in the direction of the wolf smoke in the Ten Thousand Demon Valley.

"Silly girl, don't die until your father finds you!"