After Ling Xuanluo entered the door of death, he saw the long-dead Son of Heaven. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

For some reason, the little flea was also with him, protected by the demon king's golden light shield, lying on the ground and not moving.

The group was sad and puzzled, eager to know the answer, but no one answered, but fortunately, the demon king enchantment failed at this time, and after the golden light mask disappeared, the little flea woke up.

As soon as he woke up, the terrifying memories before going to bed came back, and he didn't look at who was around him, so he punched and kicked, and when he was hugged by Jiang Nanjun, he heard his cry again, and he didn't need to look at it, and he knew who was coming, so he stopped his hands and feet, and whispered in his arms: "You finally came to save us......" and cried.

The four spirits and Ling Xuanluo couldn't wait to surround him, and the ethereal monk hugged him out of the crook of Jiang Nanjun's arm, and asked in amazement: "Little thing, you, why are you trapped in?"

The little flea shrugged his shoulders violently, and while sobbing, he told Nangong Xiang and Sang Ya how to force the palace to kill him, and after he found out, he rushed into the Fan Yao Palace to save him, but was trapped in the mirror gate array with him, and then begged bitterly, begging him to use the demon king's short sword to help him lock the back and forth of Guining, and describe it in detail.

"Lock up and return to peace...... Yu Feng chose this way of death...... Is he smart, or is he confused, let alone torturing himself like this?" Jiang Nanjun listened, held back his tears, and laughed bitterly.

"How to Die ......"

Ling Xuanluo didn't notice the change in his expression, and only repeated the two words he said. His beloved Mr. Yufeng has passed away, and he has to accept this fact, and a moment in the secret room of the ancient tomb is the last meeting with him in this life.

Si Ling and the others surrounded the little flea, constantly asking long and short questions, but Jiang Nanjun walked back to the side of the caracal, lightly asked him to lie down, and laid him flat again.

Lancang Niangniang stomped her feet and complained: "It's all our fault! It's all our fault! I said that I was going to protect my dream, but because I was seduced by a little girl, I left the combat post for some reason, and all of them left, and as a result, none of the four people could see a single person!"

Her words caused the three spirits to feel deeply sorry, and the four of them were blaming themselves, but Ling Xuanluo exclaimed: "Brother, what are you doing here?"

Looking at the direction in which the caracal was sitting, I saw Jiang Nanjun, expressionless, kneeling beside him without saying a word, starting from the top of his head with two fingers, and sealing the acupoints for him everywhere.

"This ...... Is there any point in sealing the cave of the dead?"

In addition to the Decayed Dao Chief, the other three people in the four spirits couldn't understand it, and they were about to ask, but the Decay had already shaken the lotus pond and walked in vain, and they came to Jiang Nanjun's side in three or two clicks and quickly sealed the acupoint with him.

Even the decay went to help, there must be a reason for it! Everyone hurriedly stopped disturbing and waited for them to finish their work before giving an explanation.

With withering as a helper, the acupuncture path of the caracious was quickly sealed, and Jiang Nanjun spoke: "Brother Yufeng, you choose to use the lock breath to return to Ning and abandon the world, not to leave us, but to appear at a critical moment in the future and fight side by side with us." ”

"What?" Sanling and Lingxuanluo were incredulous, feeling that they were dreaming, but they hoped that this dream was true.

The ethereal monk thought that he was overly sad, that he was already stupid, and that he was still crazy with him, and he persuaded worriedly: "Military advisor, people can't be resurrected after death, for the sake of the Condor Alliance, and those people in the Six Realms, you mourn!"

Jiang Nanjun knew that he had misunderstood, so he hurriedly continued: "Don't worry, senior, everything is fine with me." What I said is true, you must believe it! After Yufeng returned to Ningning, the brain wave was cut off, and Nangong Xiang could no longer track him, so he could not force him to hand over the power of the demon king, and he was afraid that he would not even be able to get the key to the Yunxiao Gate. ”