"He must have been waiting for this day for a long time. ”

In the darkness, Hou Yi looked at the white jade hand that suddenly appeared in everyone's sight, and his mood became extremely complicated. During the famine, the name of the four generations of Emperor Mo Cheng was not a household name.

But knowing his power and individuals, they all know the horror of this person, and they are unwilling to provoke it, and even the demon clan and the witch clan treat him as a guest.

This is enough to show the extraordinaryness of Bai Ye's life, and it proves what kind of glory he once had.

Respecting the strong is a tradition of the Flood and is revered by the two clans of the Lich, but when Mo Cheng fell, it set off a storm among the monks about how to practice.

In the eyes of most monks, Mo Cheng at that time could be described as infinitely beautiful, fighting for supreme brilliance, and creating an immortal name for the Emperor Killing Pavilion, in addition, he dared to provoke the majesty of the Heavenly Dao, and took it as the way, and did crazy things that countless monks did not dare to do.

But such a person finally folded on a woman's body. He shattered his own way for her, and finally fell under the invisible suppression of the Heavenly Dao.

It is shameful for many monks in later generations, and it also leaves a conversation point for future generations that has not been able to achieve a result for a long time.

And more often, when later generations of nuns talk about it, they often have a look of longing and envy on their faces.

And his legend, Hou Yi has naturally heard of it. But now, when such a legendary couple really appeared in front of him, he felt that it was nothing, and the facts he saw were not as rumored.

It can be seen from the look of the white night that it is a deeply buried feeling, it is attachment, nostalgia, waiting, and watching......

And he could feel it, because he had lost it, and he was not as lucky as White Night, and until now, he didn't know if the woman who now existed only in his memory was still alive.

According to legend, the woman's name is Mo Yexue, and Hou Yi has actually seen it once before this, but that was when he was in the Beifeng Frontier, and he had just been reborn, and his memory was not particularly clear, and he was a little disordered...... Coupled with the white-clothed immortal, he couldn't care about these at all.

And now it was different, the changes in Bai Ye's response to the Thunder Tribulation only inspired his memory of this brief time even more, and reminded him of this woman who was envied by countless female cultivators in the flood wilderness and became the person in the words of countless monks.

In Hou Yi's memory, she should be dressed in red, with a world-class face, and three thousand green silks hanging down, like a galaxy...... This is indeed an extraordinary woman, her appearance is still like this, but I am afraid that it will be even better on the inside.

And now, such a woman is staying by Bai Ye's side, holding Bai Ye's arm with one hand, and holding the pitch-black thunder spear lightly with the other, like a white jade hand slowly gripping, the thunder spear flickering brightly, and finally disappeared into the void and turned into nothing.

In the face of such a killing move, Mo Yexue was making a move from beginning to end, but Bai Ye had already fallen into a stupor. Now he's thrilled and feels like he has the whole world.

Since waking up just now, Bai Ye has always felt that he has become different from before, but what is this so-called difference about, and he can't say everything that Bai Ye can say.

But now, he has come to his senses. Seeing the figure silently accompanying him, he instantly understood the cause of his change, and also knew the cause and effect of many questions about his resurrection.

At the end of the void, the moment countless thunderbolts surged through the mist clouds again, the white night stared at it deadly.

Watching the next thunderstorm brewing, he was silent for a long time. Eventually, however, he spoke, plucking up the courage to say the first words to the woman who was haunted by his dreams.

"We will definitely not be apart again...... Absolutely not, absolutely. ”

And Mo Yexue just stared at the man in front of her. For her, this person is everything to her, and she can not care about anything else, but he is a rare treasure that she cannot lose.

In fact, she should be grateful for this thunderstorm, without it, she still doesn't know how long she will continue to be silent in that foggy state. And Bai Ye didn't know how long he would have to wait.

From the end of the last century to the present, I don't know how long it has been. But Mo Yexue doesn't regret it, and Bai Ye doesn't regret it either. In the eyes of the two of them, it would be a real miracle to be able to reunite as they are now.

"Ink ......"

Thunder fell from the sky, and Mo Yexue looked up and glanced at the end of the void. She looked at Bai Ye again, but she saw an indescribable tenderness and domineering in his eyes.

At their level, words don't need to be said too much. You don't even need to look at each other's eyes, just by virtue of tacit understanding, they can know each other's minds.

"I don't care, I'm going with you. ”

"You've ...... Have you fully recovered?"

Bai Ye looked at the beautiful woman who was dragging her arm, and a trace of worry still flashed involuntarily in her eyes. And his worries, how can Mo Yexue not understand now.

It's just that now it's different from before, and Bai Ye's original efforts were not in vain. In the wild land, under the pursuit of thousands of white bones, everything he did was not in vain.

The tens of thousands of divine grasses have all become the capricious capital of Mo Yexue now. She understood Bai Ye's meaning very well, she knew that this stubborn person now wanted to face the thunder alone, face the horror.

She knew that although he was calm and indifferent on the surface, it was all illusory. Bai Ye was actually very nervous now, and unprecedented emotions appeared in his heart.

That's fear, and he's scared of losing right now. Now that his most precious treasure was by his side, he didn't want her to be hurt in any way, whether she was fully recovered or not.

And if something dares to happen against his will, then he must reverse everything and reset everything. Because of this special sense of fear, he was so nervous that he even forgot about Mo Yexue for the time being.

And now it wasn't until Mo Yexue opened his mouth that Bai Ye was stunned for a while, and he suddenly realized that he instantly remembered this thing that he had forgotten. And before he could make a decision, there was an artifact as cold as cold jade in his palm.

It was a long sickle, black as ink, engraved with faint gold lines, and there was nothing else in the simplicity.

It looked more like an ordinary high-level magic weapon, but no one knew how much blood it had been thirsty for since its inception until now.

And now, it was quietly held in Bai Ye's hand, silently emitting a faint brilliance, looking like an ordinary weapon.

But its horror, among the people present, only Hou Yi understood. In the time of the famine, he had heard legends. When he was reborn, he experienced it himself...... He shot twice in the white night, and used his Dao soldiers to show the remnants of the Dao marks of the law of the previous life, and fight against the remaining will of the immortals.

That kind of demeanor is worthy of the famous name he left in that era of the flood wilderness. And now, Hou Yi swept away his complicated emotions instead, and became vaguely looking forward to Bai Ye's next move.

Now it was different from the past, and he felt that the white night was different from before. Although he didn't know what the outcome of the four generations of killing emperors and his maids was at the beginning, he understood that this was also the fate of others.

And now in the white night, he has been wearing a layer of white robes since I don't know when, and the thunder is roaring, and he is also rushing in that direction.

He carried the burning love as if he were holding her hand. And whether she is alive or dead, he has to keep her safe. She will go through life and death with him.

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