Qin Luoli stood at the door, holding on to the threshold, and had mixed feelings for a while.

She didn't know whether to be happy or worried.

Happily, if this is the case, Xiao Jiange will not love himself a little more, and the worry is that Xiao Jiange's loss of memory with his sweetheart is not very painful, if he recovers his memory one day, it will not be painful.

Thinking of this, Qin Luoli couldn't help but sigh faintly, just do it, let's see.

"Well, if you can't remember, you don't have to think about it. Jiang Jiuhuang sighed slightly.

Xiao Jiange was sweating profusely, only feeling as if he had forgotten something very important, as if the meaning of his life had disappeared.

"Senior, why did I survive after being so seriously injured before?" Xiao Jiange couldn't think of it, the more he thought about it, the more his head hurt, so he simply didn't think about it, and now he thought of an important question, and couldn't help but ask out loud.

"Ha, all of this is thanks to the woman behind you, she grafted all her own veins and pregnant spirits to you for you, otherwise even if I have the ability to do it, it will be difficult to heal you as intact as before, if not, even if you are rescued by me, you will be a waste person who cannot cultivate. ”

After hearing this, Huang Laoxie said indifferently, and motioned to Qin Luoli, who was wearing plain clothes behind Xiao Jiange.

When Xiao Jiange heard this, he was suddenly struck by lightning, and the whole person was stunned on the spot.

Grafting his own muscles and veins and pregnant spirits, several words hit Xiao Jiange's heart like a thunderbolt from a sunny day.

Grafting the tendons and veins and the pregnant spirit is what kind of pain it has to endure, no wonder Luo Li will turn white hair, no wonder Luo Li will cultivate to become an ordinary person.

Xiao Jiange, who was wearing a mink coat, turned his head in disbelief to look at Qin Luoli, who was standing quietly at the door, holding the threshold with white hair.

A sour feeling suddenly welled up in his nose, and some tears were already rolling in his eyes.

Xiao Jiange only felt bitter in his throat, and said hoarsely, "Why bother? How can I let you do this to me? How can I do this, how can I do this, how can I do it." ”

As he spoke, Xiao Jiange's voice was already choked unconsciously.

"Don't mind, it's all my own volition. Qin Luoli held on to the threshold, a smile on her pale face, and the breeze blew the white hair on her temples.

Laughing, the years are chaotic, the most beautiful picture in the world is nothing more than that.

Xiao Jiange's body trembled slightly, and he slowly came to Qin Luoli, and then took her into his arms.

Feeling the warmth emanating from Xiao Jiange's arms, Qin Luoli couldn't help but be stunned, and his face was rarely a little ruddy.

"Sword Song, you" Qin Luoli said in surprise, struggling slightly, seeing that Xiao Jiange was holding him tightly, he gave up struggling and let him hold him.

"I, Xiao Jiange, in this life and this life, I only love Qin Luoli alone, if I violate this oath, I will have no love in my life and end up alone. ”

Xiao Jiange restated the original oath to Qin Luoli in a low voice, his voice was firm, and his tone was heavy, as if he had made a promise with all his strength.

Qin Luoli looked at Xiao Jiange with emotion, her eyes were slightly red, her heart trembled fiercely, and she only felt a warm current flowing through her body.

"Really?" Qin Luoli asked softly in Xiao Jiange's arms.

"Really, I can't die well if I lie to you," Xiao Jiange said with an oath, with a sense of righteousness.

"Enough, I believe you," Qin Luoli said softly to Xiao Jiange.

Xiao Jiange hugged Qin Luoli even tighter.

Huang Laoxie and Jiang Jiuhuang looked at the young men and women hugging the building in front of them with deep meaning.

Immediately, Xiao Jiange's eyes froze, "Friend." ”

Xiao Jiange suddenly remembered Nangong Song and Dance, Duan Yuran, and Zhu Wen that they were still in the Canglan River.

"By the way, I have to go to the Canglan River to find a friend. Xiao Jiange said to Qin Luoli.

"I'll go with you. Qin Luoli said to Xiao Jiange.

"Hmm," Xiao Jiange replied.

On the same day, the two of them rode the ice crystal phoenix towards the Canglan River, and the Nine Emperors of Jiang followed behind.

Xiao Jiange sat cross-legged on top of the ice crystal phoenix, concentrating on cultivation, and he vaguely felt the feeling that he was about to break through.

Since the fusion of Qin Luoli's ancient pregnant spirit ice crystal phoenix, Xiao Jiange's pregnant spirit seems to have been reborn, and there is a hazy aura left from the beginning of chaos.

"I'm afraid this Xuanhuang Qi is the residual power of the Ice Crystal Phoenix Atavism. Xiao Jiange looked at his own situation and had some guesses about the trace of golden veins that remained on the dantian.

"It's better to use this qi to open up the cave mansion and reshape the sea of qi. Xiao Jiange suddenly had an idea.

Thinking of it has always been Xiao Jiange's vigorous and resolute style, just like the original creation, at the moment it is to hold Yuan Shouyi, condense his mind, and hook the Xuanhuang Qi in his body into his own qi sea, surrounding all the broken qi sea.

Since condensing the sword heart, Xiao Jiange has relied on the heart sea to refine and operate his true qi, and at this moment, if the sea of qi can be restored and opened up the cave mansion, then there is no doubt that his cultivation strength will definitely be able to make a qualitative leap.

Qin Luoli was also wearing a silver and white mink velvet, and Qin Luoli was weak after losing his cultivation, so he put on a mink velvet at Xiao Jiange's strong request.

The ice crystal phoenix walked slowly under the moon, and under the bright moonlight, Qin Luoli sat sideways behind Xiao Jiange, who was sitting cross-legged in front of him, with long hair like snow, and his peerless face was even more beautiful under the moonlight.

The two of them walked with the moonlight on the ice crystal phoenix, like a beautiful picture in the world, revealing a sense of tranquility and serenity.

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Barren Mountains

"The son of the mourning sword, Duan Yuran, is here to teach Emperor Shi Tianneng to do. Duan Yuran asked for the second time. v5

When the words fell, the wind in the sky and the earth suddenly blew, and everyone stared at each other.

"Come!" Emperor Shakti was also not afraid, and the void stepped out, and with a wave of his sleeves, he made the sword nameless and the giant python retreat, and he actually wanted to fight Duan Yuran alone.

The spirit of the merry character who is fifth on the merry list is revealed.

"Sizzle" Duan Yuran took the lead in making a move, the sword intent rose to the sky, and the sword in his hand slashed down, and a sword light slanted down like a new sky, slashing towards Emperor Shitian head-on.

Emperor Shakti launched a palm, and suddenly the Buddha's light bloomed, and the golden light in the sky converged, and a palm slapped out horizontally, meeting the sword qi like a new sky.

The palm sword collided, the heavens and the earth trembled, and the true qi scattered in all directions, and suddenly there was a storm.

"Boom, boom, boom" I saw several shocking explosions in the surrounding mountains and earth, the sound of crackling was endless, the dust was rolling like smoke, the ancient trees fell to the ground, the big pit exploded, and the gravel was flying.

The aftermath rippled in all directions from the center of the collision like a powerful aura, and the ground where it passed was not a burst of explosions, the cracks in the Dao Dao spread, and the plants and trees were destroyed.

At the beginning of the fight, the power of ghosts and gods was revealed.

Everyone had trembling eyes and watched the scene of the two fighting in shock.

"Is this what His Holiness can do, it is so terrifying" A warrior muttered in shock, unable to hide his shock.

Jian Guzi even appeared in front of Zhu Wen and Nangong Song and Dance, removing the aftermath for them.

"Senior, help Duan Yuran, it's okay to pull him back, I'm afraid that Yuran will also suffer an accident at that time. Nangong Song and Dance saw Jian Guzi pulling the corner of Jian Guzi's clothes at the moment, and couldn't help but ask out loud.

Even if Duan Yuran stepped into the Concentration Realm and cultivated the Six Heavens to Nangong Song and Dance, he was still not at ease, afraid that he would die tragically at the hands of Emperor Shakti, just like Xiao Jiange.

Jian Guzi couldn't help but shake his head when he heard this.

"Unstoppable, it can be said that this world is now a battlefield for the two of them, Duan Yuran not only sacrificed his own divine soul and refining sword spirit to step into this Yuan Infant realm, the most important thing is his chivalrous spirit of happiness and revenge. ”

It was precisely with this breath that he was able to hook the Death Sword, and the sword spirit was willing to become its primordial baby. Jian Guzi's eyes were shocked, and he looked at the white-clothed man standing above the void of the Barren Mountain Range, and sighed with emotion.

"Isn't there a way out?Emperor Shakti still has a Condensing Realm Sevenfold Heavenly Demon Beast under the seat. Zhu Wen also asked with concern.

"Even against that demon beast, I can't do anything, Emperor Shakti Wu alone can only fight against it, if that demon beast of the Seven Heavens of the Condensation Realm intervenes, Duan Yuran will be in calamity today. Jian Guzi shook his head and said.

"The reason why I am still here is that I plan to take Duan Yuran away when necessary. Jian Guzi said slowly, he really didn't want to see such a sword path junior fall here.

After one move, Duan Yuran and Emperor Shi Tian were both close to each other, and with one palm, the true qi rippled in all directions.

Duan Yuran's eyes froze, and a sword pierced through the air, and the death sword pierced through the void, shining with white light, and it passed by in an instant.

"Snort" Emperor Shakti flashed his head sideways at the moment, and even so, the sword aura emitted by the mourning sword also cut through Shakti's cheek, and drops of blood dripped down from the scarlet sword marks on his face.

"Fengyun Palm!" Duan Yuran sighed softly when he saw this, the sky was stormy, the wind and clouds changed color, and the clouds in the sky were full of his palm, and he attacked Emperor Shakti with a palm.

"Boom" The palm has not yet reached the void, and the Dao Dao has exploded, and the space has been distorted, exuding an astonishing power, even if it is Emperor Shakti, his face can't help but change greatly.

A palm of the wind and clouds!

Today's Fengyun Palm is very different from the previous power, and at this moment, the power of this move of ground-level martial arts is fully displayed.

A palm pressed, Emperor Shakti's eyes were solemn, and the seven-fold pagoda in his palm suddenly manifested, and the vast Buddha light flowing tower body slowly rotated in his palm, and the golden veins of the Dao Dao hung straight down like a flowing curtain.

Emperor Shakti urged the sevenfold pagoda of the high-grade spiritual weapon, and used his divine power to block Duan Yuran's menacing palm.

"Boom" Duan Yuran came in white, and his palm suddenly landed on the seven-fold pagoda supported by the gold-robed Emperor Shakti.

A "buzz" roar rippled in all directions, and there was a burst of explosion around the two of them.

Thousands of miles in circumference, the wind is blowing, the grass and trees are destroyed, everyone is in the way, and they are watching and watching.

"Sneer" saw the rotation in the hands of Emperor Shakti

The seven-fold pagoda suddenly made a burst of sounds, and then saw sparks splashing.

"Boom", immediately after everyone's shocked watch, the seven-fold pagoda in Emperor Shakti's hand was actually under Duan Yuran's move, Fengyun couldn't bear it, and its power burst out.

The powerful force swept in all directions, the true qi exploded and turned into a piece of splendor, the void rippled, and the space was constantly distorted.

"Poof", Emperor Shakti retreated into the void a few steps, and then spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Duan Yuran stood in the void, and the mourning sword in his hand clanged, as if he was crying out for his injustice.

One move forced Emperor Shakti to retreat, making the hundreds of thousands of martial artists in the audience all look at each other, revealing disbelief.

This Lost Sword Boy is so powerful!

Emperor Shakti's eyes were gloomy, and he saw that he raised one hand, and a picture scroll appeared in his hand, and the picture scroll exuded monstrous power, as if there were Taoist ghosts and gods hidden in it.

Duan Yuran's eyes suddenly narrowed slightly when he saw this scene, and his eyes were full of murder!

Xiao Jiange turned out to be a mourning sword exchanged with the Emperor Shakti with the Ghost and God Illustrated Book!

Duan Yuran's eyes were filled with tears, and a monstrous anger surged up.

"Sizzle" The mourning sword in Duan Yuran's hand let out a sword roar, and the cold sword body reflected Duan Yuran's cold face in white.

My brother gave me a sword in the past, and now I use this sword to avenge this revenge!