Qiu Cang left, he gave Wang Tofu a chance, and no one knew why.

But now Wang Tofu can't care about what he will face in three months, since the other party has given in, then after three months, he will have to go through Mingfeng no matter what, but from now on, it will be like a knife hanging over his head, threatening him all the time!

Qiu Cang retreated, and Wang Tuofu's black eyes gradually recovered, and he blamed himself for being too careless, never thinking that the old man who was dormant in the palace was actually a warlock elder who had cultivated to a half-step master.

Whenever he ascended to the position of the master, he was one of the strongest among the warlocks, and the other party actually practiced some kind of unique spiritual technique, which awakened the restlessness that Wang Tuofu had been silent in his heart.

After a false alarm, Wang Tuofu felt the faint breath of Xiyue behind him sideways, and the anxiety in his heart never subsided, urging him to rush forward again.

Finally, he came to the foot of Mochizuki Peak, when he first came here, he had a very peculiar feeling, and then met the strange old man's phantom in front of the mountain gate of Mochizuki Peak's astrological vein, and the other party could feel something different from him from the first contact, which shows that this vein is not simple!

Coming to the foot of Mochizuki Peak, Wang Tuofu once again came to the stone steps.

This night, there was no figure under the silent Moon Peak, Wang Tofu hesitated for a moment, he was about to step on the steps, but just when he took the first step, suddenly a strange feeling gradually rose in his heart.

It seemed that the familiar force of repulsion reappeared, and when this force of repulsion appeared, Wang Tuofu retracted his steps and looked up at the top of Mochizuki Peak.

I saw that there was a little spark flickering on the black-pressed Mochizuki Peak at this time, like a pair of eyes in the dark night, looking at him indifferently.

Wang Tuofu hesitated for a moment again, only to see that he finally put Xiyue off his back, hugged him in his arms, stroked Xiyue's somewhat pale face with his hand, and then looked up at Wangyue Peak again and shouted: "I, Wang Tuofu, beg the astrology master to help...... Save the man in my arms for me!"

The voice was low and melodious, constantly echoing under the Mochizuki Peak under the dark night, and it did not dissipate for a long time, until it continued to spread far, far away.

But after a long time, the surroundings were still empty, no astrological master appeared, no one answered his words, only the spark in the night.

At this moment, at the peak of Mochizuki Peak, Master Zhou was sitting cross-legged under the o'clock tower, and suddenly his eyes slowly opened, and his brows were slightly furrowed.

"I didn't expect him to be here!"

At this time, another voice sounded behind Zhou Zhi, and the person who came was another master of the astrology lineage, Dianjun, in fact, these two people had felt that unusual aura for the first time since Wang Tofu was restless in the palace.

It's just that no one in this astrological line went to the palace to investigate, or maybe they already had an intuition in the dark, and it wasn't until Zhou Zhi slowly stood up from the ground that Dian Jun frowned slightly.

Because in front of Dianjun, a chessboard is being placed at this time, and the black and white chess pieces on the chessboard are scattered everywhere, like the stars in the sky, forming a strange pattern!

"Looks like you're feeling ...... too"

Dianjun spoke, and after a while, he seemed to think of something and continued to add: "Now that the Taoist Lord has gone into the dust, and this unknown hexagram is asking for the mountain again, what should we do?"

"Wait!"

Zhou Zhi turned around, and the two of them nodded after looking at each other, and then Zhou Zhi let out a long sigh.

"On changing his life and saving people, he should go to the Ding, but he appeared here again, it seems that all this is really a certainty, the Taoist master has entered the dust and cultivated, maybe he has calculated this calamity......"

As the night wore on, Xiyue's body in Wang Tuofu's arms began to tremble, her face was terrifyingly pale, and sometimes she even bit her lip, and even said some vague words in her mouth, so that she could not hear what she was saying, or if it was just her moaning when she was in pain.

Wang Tuofu hugged her hard, and in desperation, he had already taken off his coat and draped it on her body, and then continued to guide the strange power in his body to instill in Xiyue's body.

That power is like a warm current, from the inside out, constantly trying to force the cold in Xiyue's body out!

As the night deepened, a strange picture gradually began to appear around Wang Tuofu and Xiyue, only to see that the grass and trees within a few meters of the two of them began to sway slightly, and a little new green was like the scene when everything was revived in early spring.

It's just that this process was rapidly accelerated catalytically, and then a few meters away, another scene appeared, and the frost that had been on the grass and trees farther away from them also began to slowly appear.

A long time passed, until Wang Tuofu's forehead also had a little beads of sweat that began to seep out, his face also began to turn pale, Xiyue's body was like a bottomless pit, and the power he guided leaked out in a very special way after entering Xiyue's body.

It's like a warm current that quickly washes over Xiyue's body, and the moment of warmth that can be left behind will soon pass, and the efforts he has made are still in vain in the end.

"You're going to get better!"

Holding Xiyue, Wang Tuofu was still kneeling under Mochiyue Peak, his voice was a little low, but even though the power in his body was constantly passing through Xiyue's body, he still never withdrew......

"The autumn color is remnant, the intestines are broken, the spring has no grass to wait, and the late gentleman is goodbye to hatred, and he hates it so much that he is dressed in glass!"

I don't know how long later, when a strong sense of weakness climbed into Wang Tofu's heart again, in the fog, Wang Tofu had the same dream again, in the dream he saw the woman in the red wedding robe, she was lying in the arms of a long-haired man.

The long-haired man carried him on his back, bowed his head and quietly looked at the woman in his arms, his ears seemed to be immersed in the last chant of the red-robed woman.

When Wang saw the man's back again, his eyes became even more confused, because this time, the man's back gradually became clear in his eyes.

But it was this clarity that he had never felt before that made him even more confused, because the back looked so familiar.

That kind of depression, loneliness and helplessness...... All kinds of emotions are passing through that back, and finally infecting himself in the dream!