"Xiaomi, don't be like this, people can't be resurrected after death." Zhang Yue couldn't help but say.

Fengyu Mi shook his head and said stubbornly: "No, he didn't die, he won't die!" He hasn't said goodbye to me yet, how can he die? ”

"You look at me, you look at me - he's dead! Millet! Zhang Yue pulled her back from Xiao Wuming's body and told her with a blue face.

Wind and rain millet couldn't help but chill all over her body, she said: "You kill me, kill me!" That youkai, I can't stand its humiliation anymore, did it do something while I'm unconscious? ”

"No, no, Xiaomi, you still have me!" Zhang Yue hugged her tightly and warmed her with his body.

Feng Wuxian looked at her coldly from the side and said, "The soldiers outside the tent are all dead, did you do it or did King Wei do it?" ”

"King Wei...... Blue Sparrow? He's just here...... I can't remember anything! She looked down at the nameless blood on her hand, trembling all over. According to her own condition, she felt that she might have had a good time with Wei Wanghuan just now, and she couldn't help but stumble.

"Little cockroach, I'm dirty, am I dirty?"

"No, no, we're the same people." After speaking, he raised his eyes to look at Feng Wuxi, and his eyes shot hostility. "me off!"

Yushu's wind was without a trace, but it stubbornly stood there without moving. His hand was on the hilt of the sword, and the door rules of Shushan required him to solve this demon, and he had been observing the wind and rain, if there was any abnormality...... One person must be sacrificed to save the world.

At this moment, Ling Xiao Sword let out a low sound, as if he was very excited. Feng Wuxian turned his head and saw the nameless sword behind Xiao Wuming glowing. As if he had a soul, he knew that Ling Xiao's excitement was because he had met a strong hand. How is this possible? Xiao Wuming is obviously dead, can his sword still come out and fight? It was so strange that his attention was completely drawn to the past.

And Zhang Yue didn't hear it, only paying attention to the wind and rain millet in his arms. As long as Xiaomi has nothing to do, his world is complete, and others have nothing to do with him.

The nameless sword flew out from behind the dead Xiao Wuming, turned upside down, and the light emitted was dazzling, and it was impossible to force it. Feng Wuxian was about to reach out to grab it, but it dodged it upwards and hung above Xiao Wuming's head.

A warm light shot at Xiao Wuming's eyebrows, making his face red.

The phantom of an old man gradually appeared behind him, and he pointed at it and said, "I didn't expect this day to come so quickly!" ”

"No matter what, no matter what, the heavenly machine is not something we can fathom."

From the place where Xiao Wuming was shining, a faint shadow was pulled out, which was somewhat similar to Xiao Wuming.

Wind and rain millet suddenly came to her senses, rushed over and asked, "Nameless, nameless, are you not dead yet?" Zhang Yue hugged her: "Don't make a mistake, this senior must be casting a spell." ”

"This sword is nameless." The old man didn't answer the question.

"You're his master?" Wind and rain millet asked again.

"Sort of."

"What's his name?" Wind and rain millet is entangled in this issue, even if he dies, let me know his name, okay?

"Nameless. Generations are called nameless. The old man gave another mysterious answer.

"What is called nameless from generation to generation, what generation is this?" Wind and rain millet also played a whimsical question, continue to ask.

The old man glanced at her and said, "Why should you care about this issue, why don't you care about whether he dies or not?" Do you want him to die or do you want him to live? The decision is yours! ”

"For what?"

"He lives, I die; He dies, I live. The old man spoke again.

"You old fellow, of course you're dead, why are you living so long?" Wind and rain millet pointed fingers. Suddenly several black lines came up on everyone's heads!

"Hey, providence, providence!" The old man raised his head to the sky and roared, and went straight to two or three miles away. "The old man lived to be one hundred and fifty-three years old, and today this crippled body is finally scrapped."

Feng Wuxian listened to it, and his heart moved: "Could it be that you are the nameless predecessor who shook the rivers and lakes a hundred years ago?" Seeing the old man nodding, he was ecstatic: "I have a lot of questions about martial arts, and I want to ask my seniors!" ”

The old man didn't say anything, he put one hand on Xiao Wuming's Heavenly Spirit Cover, and the light on his body continued to enter it, especially a few colorful colors, spinning into Xiao Wuming's Yin Hall. After doing this, his body was blurred, and he was gone. Everyone realized that he had transferred all his energy to this young man, which was a hundred and forty years of skill, and no one was greedy when he saw it!

Dozens of miles away, Qingfuyi's body sat cross-legged, turning into flying ashes, and only a pile of clothes remained.

There was a vast righteousness between heaven and earth, and the nameless sword let out a mournful roar, and Ling Xiao followed. Then in the rest of the martial arts, the people who held the famous swords with spirituality found that their swords were trembling.

The wind-chasing sword used by Liu Feiying also kept ringing. Especially the Cold Ice Gate, the spirit swords up and down have lost their color.

The little starlight on Xiao Wuming's Seal Hall entered the limbs and bones on his body, as if they were magnified and transparent, and it could be seen that the meridians of his whole body were gradually repairing, and the blood was flowing back rapidly.

Fengyu Mi looked at it excitedly, but said, "Hey, that old horseman is really dead?" It's really trustworthy! "Of course I'm very happy to resurrect her handsome guy, but it's too disrespectful, right?

"Wait until the first and fifteenth days of the new year, and I will give you incense!" Wind and rain millet said in pieces, regretting that the unknown old-timer went ahead of time.

When Xiao Wuming's eyes slowly opened, Fengyu Mi pounced on him and hugged him, saying, "Xiao Wuming, long time no see!" Miss me! ”

This Xiao Wuming's eyebrows jumped, but he said: "I don't need you to incense me on the first and fifteenth days of junior high school!" ”

This is to everyone's attention. Wind and rain millet had a bad feeling: "You, you, are you that old-timer?!" ”

"What about Xiao Wuming? You return me to Xiao Wuming! ”

"He is who I am, I am who he is."

"Xiao Wuming" flicked his sleeves and showed a different style, that is, the kind of worldly master who pretended to be very forced. He lifted it to his face, and a human skin mask fell off.

Fengyu Xiaomi saw a completely different face in front of her, handsome and cold, with plucked eyebrows, not losing Zhang Yue and Feng without a trace. A mouthful of old blood almost spurted out, how could this Xiao Wuming never show his true face before, such a good face was wasted.

"Xiao Wuming" smiled indifferently, and asked like a fairy: "Do you think I'm handsome?" Surprised? Yes, I think I'm handsome. "I really want people to punch him in the face, and I really don't want to beat him. It's still the nameless one before that is more low-key and comfortable.

"I, I want the original one." Wind and rain millet said.

"I'm sorry, that's gone. Actually, he's just a part of me. "Hearing this, it makes people's hairs stand on end." Now this is the whole me. ”

"By the way, do you have any mirrors here?" He shook his long flowing hair and asked in a hyper-narcissistic voice.

Fengyu Mi and Zhang Yue agreed and couldn't help but punch him in the face.