After this wonderful encounter, the underground lake fell silent again.

One person and one skeleton didn't speak, and after a long time, Wu Liang said lightly: "Why are you here?" ”

Huang San shrugged his shoulders and said a little depressedly: "It's not that I want to come, I was beaten down." You don't know, the martial arts are rumored to be dead, and as a result, those bastards are all targeting me. ”

"But I know that Ye will definitely not die! As I expected......"

"Not what you expected? Am I not dead now? The skeleton sneered, his hollow eyes became more and more cold, and he sighed for a long time: "Don't talk about this, is there any news about my third uncle?" ”

"This ......"

"That means no?" Wu Liang became more and more disappointed, his skull twisted to look at Huang San, and said softly, "Can you do me a favor?" ”

"Absolutely! If the master has any instructions, just say, Huang San promises to do it! Huang San nodded his head vigorously, this unexpected encounter with Wu Liang made him feel indescribable.

As Wu Liang said, the all-powerful Wu Ye in his mind is really dead, and now all that remains is a skeleton.

Maybe there's something else, and that's that this skeleton can still speak, but isn't the skeleton still a skeleton?

"You help me enter the water and see if I can find the little palace I have been carrying with me." Wu Liang didn't have much hope, nine times out of ten the palace fell into the magma that day, and it should be in the depths.

Now the magma has receded, and what has not receded has become rock. If Wu Sanlong came, Wu Liang could still let him break the rocks and go underground to find it, but Huang San, this guy still forgot it, otherwise he wouldn't know how to die.

Huang San didn't say much. A fierce man plunged into the water.

He had seen the palace Wu Liang said, more than once, and the first time he saw it, it was still in the Demon Capital, in Zhenlong Hall.

At that time, Wu Liang mysteriously disappeared all night, and then pointed to that thing and said to himself that it was a treasure, what kind of treasure could make Wu Liang not forget it until now.

Combined with the miraculous events that the Wu family and those people had told him a few days ago, he had some vague guesses about what the palace was. If what he thought was true, it meant that that that thing was related to the lives of hundreds of Wu family members.

Not to mention that he has a good relationship with the Wu family, even if it has nothing to do with them. Thinking of the relationship between him and Wu Liang in the past, he can't see death without help.

Time passed little by little, and Huang San plunged into the water one after another to look for it, a hundred meters. Kilometer. The scope continued to expand, and Huang San's face turned pale.

When Huang San floated from the bottom of the water again, Wu Liang said with a lost face: "Okay, don't look for it anymore." ”

"Master, let's look for it again, this place is so big, maybe it will be thrown into a corner." Although Huang San's face was pale, he still insisted. Even hope is better than despair.

"I said no!"

Wu Liang shouted angrily, and his skull face glowed with a little starlight. Maybe, maybe it's really dead, then let yourself go with them!

Lying on his back on the crescent boat, looking at the sky that had shrunk countless times, Wu Liang didn't say a word and fell into a dead silence.

With a touch of melancholy on his face, Huang San gasped and boarded the crescent boat, and said softly: "Master, if you don't go back to find someone, the place is too big, and you should be able to find more people." ”

Wu Liang didn't say anything, what's the use of too many people, innate, grandmaster, this is a strong person for ordinary people, but it is still an ant for nature.

Underground magma, except for the strong above the three flowers, ordinary warriors can't set foot at all.

And even if he found it, he suddenly remembered that maybe he had forgotten, forgotten something very important!

That is, he, Wu Liang, has become a dead man, and he can no longer open the small world, and the small world that has been refined by him cannot be opened by others at all!

Only if he is completely dead, and then asks people to find the Hidden Heaven Sword and find the previous owner of the small world, then there is a way to open the small world, but is the Hidden Heaven Sword worthy of his trust?

Depressed, regretful, a lot of depressed thoughts dominated Wu Liang and drowned his reason.

An extreme sense of powerlessness filled his body, and Wu Liang suddenly felt that he was still alive.

Why the hell do you live like a dog?

"Huang San, promise me one thing, okay?"

Wu Liang, who was in silence, suddenly spoke, and Huang San, whose brain was in a drowsy, suddenly woke up, and hurriedly said, "Master Wu, you say!" ”

"You go back, wait for my third uncle to find you! Tell him that the small world is lost in the magma, if ......"

"If there's still a chance, go find the Heavenly Sword!"

The voice gradually weakened, and Huang San, who was listening attentively, was startled, and hurriedly raised his head, and at this moment, a trace of fire in the skull's head gradually began to extinguish.

Even if Huang San didn't understand what this meant, he vaguely felt something, and was shocked in his heart, exclaiming: "Master! What are you doing! ”

"I'm an immortal, how can I live like this!"

At this moment, the broken skeleton actually stood up slowly, and the withered yellow bones exuded bursts of mysterious light, and the dazzling light made Huang San can't help but close his eyes.

Wu Liang's sonorous words sounded, Huang San's face was bloodless for a moment, and he roared in anger: "I misjudged you!" I didn't expect you to be such a coward who can't stand the blow! Isn't it just that you don't have a body of flesh, do you just give up? ”

"Wu Liang! You are the first person in the world, you can do it, you can be resurrected again, broken and then stand, and soon you will be able to kill all the enemies and stand proudly in the world! ”

"You actually killed yourself! Only cowards and wastes will commit suicide, you are crazy, are you going to lose the face of the Wu family? ”

……

Huang San roared wildly, but Wu Liang's mind gradually blurred, and his last thought was not regret, but he felt that Huang San dared to talk to himself like this.

Dumbfounded, clumsy agitation, this fat man is still so naïve, how could he Wu Liang waver in his determination because of a few words.

is so lifeless and immortal, no human and no ghost, and there is no hope of recovery, is it still necessary for him Wu Liang to live like this?

No, he Wu Liang is an immortal, an immortal has dignity, stepping on the sky and looking at the universe, how can he live like this!

It was dark in front of him, the bones collapsed, and Wu Liang completely lost consciousness.

……

With a splitting headache, when Wu Liang woke up again, he couldn't help but think sadly, this is not dead, do you really want to be a bone for the rest of your life!

Even the soul fire was ignited by himself, he could still feel the pain, what other way in this world could kill himself?

Crushing bones and scattering ashes, I am afraid that this is the only way to completely destroy himself, if he does not die, what will the Wu family in the small world do. Only when they die, they have a glimmer of life, even if they can't find this little bit of life, but after all, they are alive.

Wu Liang, who was contemplative, felt that he was in a turbulence, and he couldn't help but sweep around......

Divine thoughts!

His uncle, where did he get his divine thoughts!

The primordial gods are all shattered, the soul fire is burning, he is now a dead man in the true sense, how can he have divine thoughts!

Wu Liang was a little confused, what the hell was going on, why didn't he die, why did he suddenly have a divine thought?

Although this trace of divine thought is very weak, and he can even only see a radius of a few meters around him, no matter how weak he is, he is also a divine thought, what does this mean, can it be said that he can really recover?

Wu Liang's heart was both surprised and happy, a little apprehensive, how many years of unseen apprehension, can he really recover?

Although the Immortal Dao is full of magic, it does not mean that the Immortal Dao is omnipotent, otherwise the monk is so powerful that he will not be destroyed by the Martial Dao.

So what happened to me to cause such an impossible thing to happen?

I am an immortal and have been in the heavenly realm?

It seems impossible, if this were the case, those immortals in the Nether Realm would not have died in countless accidents.

His own immortal and martial arts double cultivation, resulting in mutations?

It also seems that something is wrong, although there were not many people who practiced martial arts a thousand years ago, it does not mean that there are no at all, even Wu Liang learned three fists and two feet in the world when he did not set foot in the foundation building, and he did not see anything special.

So what is the reason for this? Why do you have divine thoughts, why do you not die when your soul is extinguished, is it really that God dislikes you, and you have to die unhappily for yourself.

The more I thought about it, the more my head hurt, Wu Liang was too lazy to think about it, if he couldn't die, he couldn't die, and people couldn't live if they wanted to.

The hand bone poked Huang San, who was carrying him on his back, and Huang San, who was struggling to climb, stiffened, hurriedly turned around, and almost fell off the cliff dozens of meters high. "Master, you're still alive!" ”

Huang San was pleasantly surprised, and a few tears dripped from his blood-red eyes.

He was desperate, seeing Wu Liang die in front of him, he didn't know what kind of belief supported him to bring Wu Liang's bones back, let him reappear in the world, so that this world-famous powerhouse, who was regarded as a legend, would not die in obscurity in a dark underground lake.

"Hey, you can't die if you want to, how difficult life is." Wu Liang's mood suddenly improved, and after jokingly, the withered yellow hand bones patted Huang San's shoulder, and chuckled: "I didn't expect that there were countless people in the house, and in the end, it was actually planted in the hands of you, a fat man, I underestimate you!" ”

Huang San was ecstatic for a while, and only choked up after a while: "If I don't have the help of my master, I, Huang San, will be a moth who eats and waits for death, when will I have such a scene." Back then, even an acquired martial artist could treat me as shit, but after following the master, what the day after tomorrow, congenital is rubbish, and the grandmaster Sanhua also wants to call me the third master, you say that if you die, what does it mean for me Huang San to be alive. ”

"Haha, I feel that you guy has such ambitions." Wu Liang was in a happy mood, and couldn't help but quip: "Live well, one day you will see that three flowers and five spirits are not enough." When the time comes, not only let them call you the third master, but also let them wash your urinal. ”

"Then I'll just wait, and I will know that the one who committed suicide before must not be Wu Ye, how can Wu Ye be defeated by this little setback." Huang San complimented, a happy smile on his face.

This is Wu Liang, Wu Liang, who stands up to the sky and the earth, and is proud of all things.

Wu Ye, you're back! (To be continued......)