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"Hehe, you really don't remember! Don't forget that Hengtian loves you, but Wuyan does something from it. A wisp of remnant soul can turn the heavens and the earth upside down, if these seven wisps and six spirits are under my control, the Protoss will change hands in 10,000 years?! The little girl on the swing that day was not a little girl in Hengtian's eyes! The Shadow of the Blue Flame laughed.

She was indignant: What kind of monster are you!

"Who are you?!" Arnold help her shout out!

"It's just a wisp of remnant soul in the nameless sword, a remnant soul in the smoke!" The shadow of the blue flame approached her, fingertips slashing down the scar on her cheek, the wound reopened, but she was too cold to feel the pain.

Why do you want to do this to Hengtian?! She looked at the shadow.

"Hengtian's words are right, if you sleep for a thousand years, many things will change. The soul lock is nameless, and the magic sword in my heart is thousands of years, and I hear Qingyu crying day and night, just for namelessness! The Shadow of the Blue Flame spoke like pen and ink, writing back to her and the nameless pain word by word.

It turns out that this wisp of soul that reproduces heaven and earth is not for Changxuan or Hengtian!

"What you want has nothing to do with me! Since I promised to help you collect your soul, just give you time. After speaking, Luohua wanted to leave.

"Good! Not now, though. I want her to do something for me first. As she spoke, the shadow of the blue flame approached the ancient smoke step by step, and actually disappeared into her body. The black vines gradually loosened their branches, and the ancient smoke fell to the ground unconsciously. Unexpectedly, she and Luoyan were taken away together, but they went to different places.

She was locked behind a curtain of mist, and her body was still crawling with the black vines of those living creatures, and she couldn't move at all. Suddenly, the mist in front of her faded, and what caught her eye was a red gauze curtain, and the figure looming behind her was not what she had in mind-

Hengtian! She screamed desperately, and then remembered that she had never been able to pronounce it here, and she would not be pitiful for her to say half a sentence at this moment. All they want is for her to sit and watch......

The back of the light veil half-covered and half-hidden, sitting upright on the wooden chair, seemed to bow his head and meditate. He used to do whatever he wanted, but now he can only sit upright and meditate. In her eyes, the back was desolate. At the moment she was hoping that a gust of wind would blow and the curtain would be lifted so she could see him more clearly. It's a pity that she can't use this most basic divine skill.

He will always be her constant sky. No matter how the heavens and the earth change, no matter how vicissitudes of life he is!

Suddenly, the gauze rolled up lightly, and he pushed the wheelchair forward slowly. The complexion is slightly haggard, and the charm is still shallow. The wooden chair was still an empty robe.

Why do you keep the wishes of the owner of the illusion so much?

She couldn't help but burst into tears. The black vines on his body moved slowly unexpectedly, and they were actually getting looser and looser. The moment she was freed, she rushed to him as if she was reborn.

Hengtian - she called to him from the bottom of her heart.

He should have felt the gust of wind she had brought, raised his head slightly, and asked softly, "Who are you?" ”

His eyes? Those magical eyes, deep and full of wisdom, are as motionless as dead fish eyes at the moment. She covered her mouth and sat down on the ground, silently swallowing bitter and salty tears, and re-soaking her heart, which was already full of wounds. She can only be stronger than him!

She crawled in front of him step by step, holding his hand against her cheek, those two scars, he couldn't not remember? His hand trembled slightly, and he tried to withdraw but was held tightly by her. Eternal life and eternity cannot let go!

I am, Light Feather! She looked up at him, inwardly responding. For some reason, at this time, she hated the name Luoyan so much! Hate her madness and madness! His long eyelashes flickered slightly, like tears, but they were quickly hidden in his smile. Fingers with residual warmth caressed her cheek again, this time groping, as if to remember her face.

You've always been taking care of me, let me take care of you now. She was about to get up, when a woman's voice suddenly came from the air: "So quickly forgot what kind of warmth we had from a moment ago?" Do you still have my body odor on you? ”

Only then did she notice that in the red gauze curtain, there was a woman standing, completely undressed, with exquisite curves that seemed to be finely carved, graceful and well-proportioned, without any flaws. This woman is the ancient smoke, but it is not the smoke, and it is more appropriate to call it the shadow of the blue flame.

"When we escaped 10,000 years ago, we were happy with each other, and we should have married a long time ago and shared our family." The woman stepped out of the tent, looked at them and smiled.

At that time, the smoke should have been covered in scars, and it was difficult to get close. This wisp of soul has always regretted that he had missed so many beautiful nights? But now, what do you want Hengtian to remember?

"Spirits rely on induction, not kaleidoscopic appearances. Now the soul of the falling smoke has the breath of Hengtian. In that ancient battlefield seven days later, when the ancient Hengtian saw his sister with a soul of falling smoke, he would also fall in love with his sister! The Shadow of the Blue Flame said as he slowly approached them.

Hengtian, who had been silent, had a chuckle on his face at this time.

"When I arrange for you to meet your sister in your previous life, we will go back to 10,000 years later. There will be no such shell as her in that world. Chang Xuan will break up the sister, and then feather. You will find the soul of the smoke before Wuyan, give you immortality, and stay in the heavenly realm for a long time. After you meet the girl who swings, Wuyan's apprentice, there will be no soul in her body, and you will naturally not fall in love with her. And I won't be locked in the nameless magic sword for thousands of years! Listen to the light feather crying day and night. The shadow of the blue flame with the body of the ancient smoke stopped in front of him, and said extremely proudly, as if the world was in her hands.

"Do you think that Chang Xuan, who rode an ostrich, would be so easy to feather in ancient times?" Hengtian finally replied. At this moment, he held her hand tightly, as if he wanted to tell her that even if ten thousand years later, she might only be able to be a light feather, he would find her, no matter how many lives she would have to go through! She attached herself to his knees, thinking: Meet at this moment, no matter how history changes, I will definitely find our original agreement in 10,000 years.

"How could it not be? What pierced his heart was the sword of blue flame with demon blood! Before he could finish speaking, the shadow of the blue flame suddenly turned painful, and then a mouthful of blood gushed out. She looked down in horror, only to see half a silver light, like a sharp sword piercing her chest.

"Long ...... Black! She looked back, and it was Chang Xuan standing behind her.

He eventually caught her fallen body.

"Seven souls and six spirits, if you don't want to be scattered, I will accept it!" Chang Xuan's right hand gently stroked the eyes of the ancient smoke in her arms, she obediently closed her eyelids, no longer frightened, and her soul was afraid to be quiet!

"You take her soul like this, how can you think of getting out?! You should know that once the owner of this illusion is dead, we will not be able to leave! Hengtian gripped her hand tighter, and had a hunch that they would feather in this wonderful illusion of the ancients.

No wonder that on that day, Hengtian didn't let her stab Yan'er to death!

"I haven't thought about it yet!" Changxuan still looked at the falling smoke in his arms. If the woman he loved so much had died before they met, how lonely would his long life have been? And what will happen to such a reversed roulette wheel in 10,000 years?

After a long time, Chang Xuancai looked up at Hengtian and said in a low voice: "The Protoss will not have this smoke again!" ”

"If you change like this, are you going to destroy the whole world?" Although Hengtian didn't move, his hand holding her couldn't help shaking slightly. He immediately let go of her, as if afraid that she would notice his uneasiness.

"What I regret the most in my life is that I didn't personally escort her to Xianyu Mountain!" Chang Xuan gently lifted the smoke on his face, and his eyes were full of reluctance. At this time, she was as peaceful and calm as a sleeping baby.

"When you built this ** pool, did you ever think that there would be today?" Hengtian raised his head, as if looking up at the sky, but he had no eyes at this time, what could he see? Then he let out a long sigh, "The master of the illusion is gone, and we are afraid that we will stay here for a long time!" ”

Chang Xuan just chuckled and responded, "You and I are both from ancient times, so it's okay to go back to our hometown and stay for a few days?" ”

"She! Gotta go back! Hengtian suddenly snapped out, grabbing her hands and thrusting them into the air.

"Light Feather! Gotta Live! Don't wait for me! These were the last words she heard Hengtian.

And he was even deprived of her qualifications to reply! There was no longer Changxuan, Hengtian, the red gauze curtain and the beautiful woman in her eyes...... It's all gone from her. She seemed to be lying in the center of a huge roulette wheel, and there was only the sound of "boom rumbling" in her ears, like an iron chain pulling and dragging like the sound of the universe. The objects in front of you are flashing by, ancient, jungle, giant beasts, stone fortresses, high platforms and pavilions, small bridges and flowing water, singing and feasting life, and fairies are picturesque...... And she has always had a mysterious power around her that she has never had, and she protects each other tightly. She knew in her heart that it was the mysterious power of Hengtian that fixed the form of the gods, spanning the long river of thousands of years, and kept her from being extinguished......

It turns out that the heavens and the earth have long been loosened, and the pool of illusion has long been shattered. When Hengtian and Changxuan were talking, they knew that the world had been destroyed...... But he was so adamant that she had to live.

If it weren't for you, what would it mean to have this immortal body?

She closed her eyes sleepily. Hengtian, along the tears I left behind, will definitely find my way home, find me......

If I woke up, my fate had changed.

Ancient smoke fell, and the mortal soul dissipated before meeting Changxuan. There will be no more smoke in the Protoss, and there will be no "Feather Song". When did she meet Hengtian? More than 2,000 years ago, Master Wuyan took her to the Divine Monarch Hall when she was five years old. She swings on a pink swing......

He hid in that beautiful picture, and with a unique smile, he looked at her from afar......

"Wuyan cherishes it so much, and he has his own reasons."

I don't know when, he has taken her into his arms, a burst of heart-warming warmth, and a small pink flower looms on the back of her right hand, the mark of the gods-feather bell flower.

This flower grows at will, casually and peacefully.

"When you are eighteen, I will keep this promise."

……

"I opened the wheel of fate, reversed the situation, and then used the power of the Divine Monarch Ten Thousand Years of Heavenly Dao to cultivate for two hundred years, and finally turned you into a god, but I never expected that I would sleep for two hundred years after that."

Could it be that he has been sleeping for 200 years, living in the long river of history...... Now that it's 10,000 years coming, he, or how many more hundred years are they going to sleep? If the Protoss Divine Monarch Hengtian and Changxuan were both asleep in the ancient times and could not be awakened, how chaotic should the Demon Clan and even the entire Seven Realms creatures be? Who's in charge? Nameless? Or is it Master Wuhiko? ……

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