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The seven people on the boat were all ignorant and stunned! What the hell is going on, no one can say, or, no one dares to say!

At the tail of the boat, a figure wearing a hat and a cloak is gently rocking, seemingly relaxed, but the flat boat seems to be speeding in the clouds.

The figure was sometimes clear and sometimes blurry, and no one could see his face.

"Who are you?" Lin Mo suddenly asked.

"Ferryman!" The man replied lightly.

Yun Jing glanced at it, this person, he knew! How did he end up here? He didn't ask, he just suddenly asked, "Is my sister up?" ”

Everyone was silent......

At this moment, Bian Zhou was suddenly stunned, and a powerful coercion fell from the sky, and the fat Qian Baitong suddenly appeared in front of Bian Zhou, blocking the way.

He looked hideous and sneered: "None of you can leave!" ”

After speaking, a blood-red tripod rotated behind his back, and the higher and higher the spin, the bigger and bigger the spin.

With a wave of his hand, the blood-red tripod that had swirled into a mountain peak, mixed with bloody rain and bloody wind, slammed down towards the flat boat.

The tripod had not yet fallen, but the sea had been crushed into a huge crater, and the flat boat swayed as if it could not bear the load, and all seven people on the boat were suppressed and could not move.

The ferryman stopped the oar in his hand, and with a wave of his hand, Qian Baitong's coercion suddenly disappeared into invisibility, and the huge blood tripod like a mountain peak stopped in mid-air, and he muttered: "Self-inflicted, don't live!" ”

After speaking, he stretched out his hand and pointed at Qian Baitong, and a black line broke through the air without hurry, penetrating Qian Baitong's chest without hindrance, and extending to the boundless sky.

It's a thin line, dark and shiny, and even if it shoots into the sky, it's still clearly visible!

This is an inescapable, inescapable line, with Qian Baitong's Yuan Infant Cultivation that can teleport in space, he actually watched it pass through his chest!

This is a thread that swallows everything, and the object through which the black thread passes disappears at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the matter that makes up the object seems to be absorbed by the thin thread and carried to the infinite stretch of the void!

Qian Baitong's body was like this, disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye, his flesh and blood, his spiritual power, and even his soul were swallowed by the black threads that passed through his chest, and were taken towards the endless void!

Qian Baitong suddenly let out a creepy exclamation: "Law-rule-line!" ”

At this time, his entire body had shrunk by half, and the blood-red tripod had been reduced to a small and delicate treasure tripod, which landed on the flat boat.

Qian Baitong was terrified, his face was distorted, but his body struggled for half a minute.

He suddenly slapped his Tianling cover, and a pocket-sized fat Qian Baitong jumped out, and as soon as he took off, he was caught by a black net, and then he was dragged down to the flat boat.

Fu Ming suddenly went crazy, grabbed the exquisite treasure ding, pressed Qian Baitong's Yuan Baby, smashed, Yuan Ying let out a howl, and was smashed into a wisp of green smoke in a moment, drifting away with the wind!

Fu Ming suddenly howled and cried......

And at this moment, Qian Baitong's body has been swallowed up by the black line without a trace!

The ferryman took the black line and rowed the boat with ease......

After a while, the boat fell to Qingdao, and the moat, the smoke screen from the fire, did not seem to affect the boat movement.

Everyone got off the boat, and the ferryman shook the oar, and disappeared in an instant.

…………

The moonlight is like water, leaking on the long Qingdao, leaking on the thin light curtain, and the light curtain flashes with a faint and cold light.

There was silence in the Dongfu district.

After returning to Changqingdao, Yun Jing entered his cave house alone and closed the door of the cave.

He sat quietly in the cave, he wanted to forget everything that happened at the last moment of Makuyama, but his sister's voice lingered in his ears, and there was a cry in his heart shouting: Sister is gone, sister can't come back!

But another voice shouted angrily: My sister didn't leave, my sister is still in Baiyue Mountain, and my sister didn't come at all!

But that cry is just crying and shouting: Sister is gone, sister, can't come back......

He was distraught, and unconsciously touched the thousand-year-old pearl, and he suddenly thought that it was time to return this pearl to his sister, so that his sister would always carry it on his body and keep her young and beautiful forever.

So he held the thousand-year-old pearl in his hand and quietly walked to Sun Zhaodi's cave.

Sun Zhaodi's cave was empty, and the moonlight came in, making it look particularly deserted. Yun Jing walked into the bedroom with the pearl in his hand, but the bedroom was still empty.

The bedroom is clean and tidy, exuding a faint smell of my sister. By the faint moonlight, he suddenly saw two sets of clothes neatly stacked beside the bed.

He walked over, and only then did he realize that it was the robe that he and Erhu had burned when they left the Fire Island.

He took his blue gown, shook it open, and saw that the cracks had been repaired as good as new, and the stitches were densely patched.

He smiled and said, "Sister, how skillful are you?" ”

But there was no response in the cave, only the moonlight quietly shone into the cave!

The crying voice sounded again: Sister is gone, sister will never come back!

Yun Jing didn't know what was wrong at this moment, he felt numb on his face, he wiped it, it was two tears!

He draped his robe over his body and slowly walked out of the cave.

There was a man standing outside the cave, and the moonlight stretched his shadow very long.

The man looked at him silently.

Yun Jing shouted: "Sir! ”

Lin Mo nodded and said softly, "Yunjing, let's go to the beach and sit!" ”

Yun Jing followed Lin Mo, quietly walked to the reef, and sat down silently.

Looking at the waves in the sky, Lin Mo said: "Yunjing, Zhao Di is a good girl worthy of everyone's respect, she is gone, everyone is sad!" But don't be too sad, after all, we still have a lot to do! ”

Yun Jing glanced at Lin Mo and said in a low voice: "Sister didn't leave, I will go to her!" ”

Lin Mo glanced at Yun Jing, he was worried about whether Yun Jing was too sad and talked a little nonsense, so he asked, "Yun Jing, are you okay?" ”

Yun Jing raised his head, his eyes shining like stars, and said firmly: "I'm fine, when I see you, I thought of Mrs. Xuehua, if you can find it, I will definitely find it too!" ”

Lin Mo understood what Yun Jing meant, and said lightly: "After all, it's different, your Snowflake Master's soul has returned to the underworld and is still in the mortal world, so we can meet it." Miss Zhaodi has returned to the underworld, how can you find it? ”

Yun Jing said: "We monks fly to the sky, can't we enter the underworld?" ”

Lin Mo smiled bitterly: "The underworld and the mortal world are different interfaces, how can you have the mana to break the interface, besides, even if you enter the underworld, you can only find Zhao Di's soul, her body in the mortal world has been destroyed, how can you resurrect Zhao Di?" ”

Yun Jing said: "I will visit my predecessors all over the world and find the method of resurrection!" ”

Lin Mo couldn't bear to shatter Yun Jing's illusions, and sighed: "Maybe there is really a way to resurrect, but I don't know!" ”

Hearing Lin Mo say this, Yun Jing's eyes brightened!

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