When she was in that chaotic space, she obviously sent the little white flower that had fallen into a coma into the war beast space!

Su Jiu's pupils shrank, and a little uneasiness appeared in his heart. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Once again, she probed her divine sense into the space of the war beast attached to her wrist, and searched carefully again, but the result was still the same.

The little white flower disappeared without any warning!

From her war beast space, it disappeared silently!

Where did it go?

Su Jiu's brows furrowed, and when he turned his eyes to look around, his divine sense spread out, hoping to catch even a trace of the breath that belonged to the little white flower.

And at this time, the middle-aged Taoist and the green-eyed boy also came back to their senses one after another.

Like Su Jiu, they were all stunned for a moment when they saw the surrounding scene, but they all reacted quickly.

The green-eyed boy immediately exclaimed, surprised: "It's only been a short period of time?!" ”

In that retrospective, it was clear that a long time had passed.

Compared with the surprise of the green-eyed young man, the middle-aged Taoist was much calmer, and he didn't seem too surprised by this scene.

As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw the reverberating light floating in front of him, and his eyes suddenly showed a hint of excitement and ecstasy.

And he also saw that Su Jiu's attention didn't seem to be here at the moment, and after a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, his figure suddenly flashed, and he appeared directly next to the light.

"I didn't expect that there is still a cave in the lantern, and when I go back this time, I will definitely retreat!"

The middle-aged Taoist secretly made a decision, raised his hand and grabbed the returning light.

It's just that just when his fingertips were about to touch the lamp holder of the Hui Ming Lantern, a scorching heat suddenly erupted from the Hui Ming Lantern, and through the air, it burned the palm of the middle-aged Taoist.

Almost an instinctive reaction, the middle-aged Taoist suddenly returned his hand.

And the light was in a buzzing low tremble, and with a roar, it turned into a ray of light and went straight towards Su Jiu.

The middle-aged Taoist's face changed suddenly, and he hurriedly shouted: "Don't think!! ”

When the words fell, he didn't chase after him, but stopped in place, raised his hand to pinch the formula, and quickly muttered an ancient mantra.

Obviously, this is the mantra that can harness the light of return.

It's just that unlike before, the light at this moment was not affected in any way, and the speed even sped up, just in the blink of an eye, it rushed in front of Su Jiu.

This made the middle-aged Daoist's face change greatly, and then he was completely gloomy, but just as he was about to snatch it, the Hui Ming Lantern that had paused in front of Su Jiu suddenly burst out with a white spiritual light.

It was extremely dazzling, and when it disappeared, a slender white-haired man appeared out of thin air.

"White, white, white, white, white?!" The bones in the backtrack?!

The green-eyed boy's pupils shrank sharply, and his eyes stared straight at the white-haired man, shocked to the extreme.

The middle-aged Taoist not far away was also shocked, and forcibly suppressed the attack brewing in his hand.

"White ...... Flower? Su Jiu was stunned, with some hesitation in her eyes, and when she looked up, she could see the eyes of the white-haired man who suddenly appeared in front of her at this moment.

"Well, it's me." The white-haired man nodded lightly, and answered softly in a hoarse voice.

It's just that the kind of gaze that extends out of his eyes makes Su Jiu feel unfamiliar.

"Worries you." He lowered his eyes and looked at Su Jiu, and after saying such a sentence, he raised his hand and handed the Hui Ming Lantern in his hand to Su Jiu.

"Hui Ming is also gone...... This lamp can't wait until Hui Ming returns, it's grieving, it's going to self-destruct......"

"You take it, before it destroys itself, to understand the origin of the years."

"But don't rush to merge, it has already given birth to its own consciousness, and doing so will anger it."

The white-haired man's voice was very low and hoarse, but it came into Su Jiu's ears very clearly.

Even the middle-aged Taoist and the green-eyed young man in the distance could hear it clearly.

The middle-aged Taoist was immediately angry, and roared directly: "Old Dao's return light, when will it be your turn to call the shots?!" ”

You don't have to be a creature from antiquity!

He was sure that this white-haired man would have paid a heavy price if he had survived from ancient times to the present.

At the same time, I also saw that the cultivation fluctuations in this white-haired man's body were just a spirit in the middle of the Mahayana period, so what was there to be afraid of?!

Therefore, the moment the roar fell, he turned over and took out the long rope full of knots, wrapped it between his fingers, and slammed his fist towards the white-haired man.

"Why don't you come back soon?!"

It's just that he obviously underestimated the white-haired man, and in the face of this bombardment that carried the power of time, he just glanced at it lightly.

It was just such a glance, and it swept a terrifying forest power, which instantly resisted his attack, and imprisoned him at the same time.

The fist that made him stop an inch in front of the white-haired man's heart!

"Your beacon?" The white-haired man turned around slowly at this time, lowered his eyes to look at the sweaty middle-aged man, and asked in a hoarse voice:

"Where did you get the guts to say that the light is yours this time?"

"The bloodline in your body has long been thin, strictly speaking, you are not a descendant of the Ming Dynasty, and being able to control it in a short period of time is already your greatest luck, so it's better to do it yourself."

The white-haired man didn't seem to want to deal with the middle-aged man, and after this sentence fell, he flicked his sleeves and directly blasted him back into the air.

"You ......" Seeing that he turned around again, Su Jiu opened his mouth, as if he wanted to ask something, but when the words came to his mouth, he didn't know how to ask.

The white-haired man smiled, but there was sadness between his handsome eyebrows.

"I'm going to meet you, and I'm destined to come."

"The cold moon doesn't want me to go to the battlefield, and doesn't want me to die, but the way of heaven is reincarnated...... What should come is unavoidable after all......"

"But until then...... I'd like to sleep again......"

The white-haired man's words were a little inexplicable, but Su Jiu faintly heard something.

It's just that before she could think deeply, at the moment when the word "sleep" just fell, as soon as the white-haired man's eyes closed, the whole person threw himself straight towards Su Jiu.

This made Su Jiu frown, and instinctively wanted to dodge.

But the white-haired man's figure kept getting smaller and smaller in the process of falling down, and finally turned into a lovely child of five or six years old, unconscious, and fell straight down to where she was.

This shocked her heart, and reflexively stretched out her hands and took the child into her arms.

"Hmm...... Su Jiu ...... The Great Demon King......"

The child seemed to smell the familiar smell, and his eyelashes trembled immediately, but he couldn't open his eyes.

In the end, he moved in Su Jiu's arms, found a comfortable position, and muttered in a daze:

"I'm so tired...... It's like dreaming about something...... It's so sad......"

"But...... I can't remember again......"

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