Welcoming into the court, although the sky is bright outside, the inside of the house is gloomy and soft. The ground is paved with dark stones on the bottom of the sea, and it is cold and lonely, and it does not seem to be a living thing. In such silence, walk slowly, dressed in dark color, and blend into this cold silence.

"The Guardian of the Ghost Realm has seen the Lord of the East China Sea."

Everything is not moved, but the Lord is not moved.

They are here to save Sizhen, and the person in front of them is the one who binds them.

If he didn't move, he could only bow and greet him all the time.

"Where is he?"

"Si Zhen Immortal Envoy now lives in the temple to recuperate from his injuries."

The one who leaned over answered, but did not get up.

"Fanwen, let's go back."

"Lord?"

Sizhen God's mission is on the eve of their journey, and they haven't seen anyone on this trip, how can they go back?

"Ask the Lord of the East China Sea to save Xiao'er's life!"

Since it is useless to bow, then kneel and beg.

"I can't save him, you know."

There is a stubborn person in the fairy world, that is, Yu Yue, the son of the god of this ghost country.

His mother is also the mother of Sizhen.

Yu Yue was born with a fairy body, surrounded by immortal energy, and the fairy roots are quite positive. But he couldn't look directly at Haoran's qi, and was hurt by the scorching sun, and the darkness was tantamount to poison for him. Among the six realms and three realms, only the East China Sea Wuji Dongzhu can alleviate this scene.

With the light of the East Pearl lingering on his body, his cultivation can not retreat but advance.

But Dongzhu also has its lifespan.

Dongzhu is limited to 3,000 years, and the end of life is no different from ordinary Dongzhu.

It is not uncommon for every 3,000 years of reincarnation to occur.

"I know."

He naturally knew that in the past tens of thousands of years, how could he not know about searching for famous doctors?

"Yu Jun, this time it's less than three thousand years."

Even if he didn't know it anymore, he remembered that the last Dongzhu was less than 3,000 years old.

"Yes, it hasn't arrived, but the child's illness is getting worse. As a parent, I am eager to save my son, so I made this decision, I hope to forgive me. ”

"Going from bad to worse? So you hurt him?! ”

What a parent!

"Fanwen, Lingsi really comes out, let's go back to the extreme of the East China Sea."

"The king of the East China Sea is not angry, Rong Xiaoxian elaborates."

"This kid's illness is menacing, difficult to contain, so Xiaoxian made this decision, restraining the divine envoy to come to the ghost country, but the divine envoy was not injured by the little fairy, according to the report, when he met the divine envoy in the lower realm, he was already seriously injured, so he was brought back to the ghost country for healing."

"If the king of the East China Sea does not believe, he can confront the divine envoy."

In ordinary times, most of them are Dongzhu, even if they restrain Sizhen, they have never hurt one or two.

This is a strange matter.

"Where is he?"

"This way, please."

After a few twists and turns, Sizhen and Yu Yue lived together.

Two beds, no different. Only one side of the bed is taken care of by the mother, and the other side is looking at the mother and child from a distance.

Sizhen's eyes looked over as if he was being bullied, but as if he was being bullied.

"Feng Ji begs the King of the East China Sea for help!"

The Yu Yue on the bed, his body was weak, the fairy spirit was meager, and there was a faint death breath lingering.

"It can't be saved."

I am not a heavenly doctor, and I can't save it.

"Sizhen, go back with me."

Fan Wen saw that the light in the eyes of the two of them disappeared in an instant.

"Wait, if the king of the East China Sea saves the kid today, the little fairy is willing to offer the Chaos Mirror with both hands."

The Chaos Mirror, the four ** instruments given by the creator of the world, swallows the vast qi of the world, is rich and full, and provides a continuous supply of superior spiritual energy for the owner to help him cultivate.

"Why should I help?"

"Lord of the East China Sea, 50,000 years have come, I hope this magic weapon can help you."

50,000 years? What is it that can be used to demand the salvation of the unsavable?

"Fanwen, let's go."

I don't even think about it when I take the exam, even if it's not an important thing......

"Master, Sizhen begs you to save him."

The injury stretched across the entire upper body, lying on the couch, and actually got up and knelt down to beg, regardless of the tearing of the wound and oozing a trace of blood.

"Sizhen, when ** followed me, do you remember what you said?"

"Sizhen is the guardian of the extreme monarch of the East China Sea, protects his safety for life, listens to his dispatch, and takes his orders as the sky."

"Just remember, go back."

"Master, Sizhen begs you, save him."

The person who knelt and begged, bowed his head very low, touched the ground of the dark stone, and trembled slightly.

"Si Zhen was taken care of by the ancestor and the master, so that he can have today, often make mistakes, the master is tolerant, there is little punishment, although he knows my nonsense, he also came to the rescue, Si Zhen thanks the master for his care, today, Si Zhen violated the oath of the day, trapped in the master and the dilemma, Si Zhen deserves to die, but beg the master to ask him for his life, Si Zhen is willing to be punished."

"No regrets?"

Those who kneel on the ground will accompany me for thousands of years, and they will eventually go away.

That's fine.

"No regrets."

Loud and sound.

If you are so determined, why keep it?

"In the future, you can do it yourself."

"Kneel down to the Lord."

Fanwen, what are you doing in a daze? ”

This kid has excellent fairy roots, if he has to do it well, it will definitely become a great cause. Now I'll take it with me and mention a few things.

"Elder Fang, can I go and see the Lord?"

It's inaudible, but it's also stumbling to speak.

On that day, they returned to the extreme of the East China Sea and brought back Yu Yue, the son of the gods.

Yu Yue was arranged to be treated on the back island, and Sizhen was accompanied by the divine envoy and raised together.

He thought that what the Lord said at that time would surely be punished.

Not really.

The Lord went up to the main house, and no stranger was allowed to enter without a message.

It's been more than a month.

Fang Qing greeted those sincere eyes of spiritual energy, knowing his heart, and his concern was beyond words.

"Don't go, let's wait patiently."

"But the Lord is on him, how lonely he is in the temple alone......"

"Silly boy, the Lord has been a god for more than 100,000 years, and these days are nothing to him."

After a long time, won't you be lonely?

"Don't be lazy, go to Houdao to send medicine after practicing."

"Yes."

Back Island is a special place in the East China Sea.

It's just that the place is full of East Pearl.

Although it is not the best Wuji East Pearl, it is already a treasure.

There is no sun and moon here, and the light of the east pearl is shining with each other, just like the water.

However, in a short period of time, there was no more death on Yu Yue's face, and he stood up from the bed and waited for the little attendant to return it to Taozhi Mountain.

Even if there is no sun or moon, it is windy.

"Young Master Yu, it's not appropriate to sit outside for a long time."

"Thank you, it's just that I don't do this on weekdays, so I sat for a long time."

On weekdays, he is lying on the couch, unable to look directly at Haoran's breath, not bathed in darkness, but also monotonously tight. As far as he is concerned, the time on the back island is really a rare time with him.

"If you rejoice, why not stay a little longer?"

Life is rare and enjoyable, and if you encounter it, you are always unwilling to let it go easily.

"Is that okay?"

Fan Wen saw Yu Yue, who turned his face to look at him, and it was rare to see a happy face, and his sick face was dyed with three colors. He stretched out his hand and touched the mountain wind, squinting slightly, all of them were pleasant.

Not far away, a true divine envoy of ink color thought slowly approached.

Put down the medicine bowl and turn away.

There are only two people left.

"Do you know that I actually envy you?"

didn't turn around, and turned his back to posterity.

"You have seen most of the scenery in this world, the floating world is three thousand, the sea of clouds is thousands of miles, and the extreme of the East China Sea is the place to return."

"Really?"

Noncommittal, he sat down beside him.

"It's beautiful here."

Looking up at the pearlescent light, looking down at the sparkling water, standing in the wind between the mountains, the green forest is full of eyes, tall and proud, and the breath is free.

Unlike Taozhi Mountain, although the eyes are full of crimson, they are contaminated by the dead and depressed breath from the sand city, even if the light is there, it can't light up the sky.

"Hmm."

They've never been so close and within reach.

"Brother......

He owes this brother for a long, long time.

He was never what he was rumored.

But in order to cover up the unspeakable ugliness of the family, this family gave up him. Let him wander for a long time, and he will continue to wander in the future.

The scandal can't be revealed, and he can't recognize it.

But over the years, this stubborn disease, again and again, has forced him, and there is no way back.

He would rather he be as cold as the rumors say.

"Will you go back to Momozhi Mountain?"

The king of the East China Sea retreats, mixing the light of the East Pearl with the initial vitality of heaven and earth, if it is done, it does not shine on the sun and the moon, does not bathe in the darkness, but no longer needs to lie on the couch, and can also cultivate.

The eyes in front of him were too hot, and Sizhen turned his head.

"In the future, don't call it like that."

The side was empty again, and the slight heat source leaf dissipated in the wind.

Pick up the medicine bowl, raise your head and drink it all.

It's bitter.

Fan Wen is not at ease. The Lord has replaced the Pearl of the East China Sea for Yu Gongzi and implanted it in his body, and he has also asked Sizhen Divine Envoy to escort him to the realm of the Ghost Kingdom.

"Fan Wen Divine Envoy, Ninghui Hall is coming to the door."

While thinking, the doorkeeper came to report, and he woke up.

"Come with me."

Fang Lao, the original body of grass and trees, now the world is in autumn and winter, although the extreme of the East China Sea does not belong to the world, standing between heaven and earth, after all, it is inevitable to suffer some autumn and winter snow, although there is no hindrance, but the action is not as good as before. Since he takes care of the mortal texts more, he will help one or two more. Now, the extreme of the East China Sea is in retreat, and Fang Lao is inconvenient, so he has become an immortal envoy, but fortunately, there are immortal obstacles at the extreme of the East China Sea, and there are very few people in the world, they just need to guard.

Unfortunately, outsiders are counted as one of them.

"Fan Wen has seen Ning Hui Palace."

"How about you? What about Sizhen? "This strange little fairy was actually the one who led out the immortal envoy, and that Si really didn't become his immortal envoy tens of millions of years ago.

"Sizhen was exiled by the Lord to the extreme of the East China Sea." On that day, Yu Gongzi was sent away, and the lord ordered him to take the position of immortal envoy and exile him to the pole of the East China Sea.

Na Sizhen has been with him for a long time, so why?

"Where is your lord?"

He felt the breath of the ghost world, so the lower world took a look at the reason, and now he thought that the breath of the ghost world was true, and he knew a thing or two about it, so he could also find a rough idea.

"Back to Your Highness, the Lord is in retreat."

Naturally, no one will see it.

"When did you go into retreat?"

"A month ago."

"What did the Lord of the Ghost Realm ask him for!?"

A few days ago, the following reported that there was a grand event in the ghost world and celebrated for a long time. He was also invited by him to celebrate his son's recovery, he had no free time, so he sent the immortal envoy to send some congratulatory gifts, and the slightest breath was brought to the heavens, it was not him!

"Your Highness! You're going to have to break through again! ”

Guarding the door in front of a crowd of scattered immortals, as if facing a great enemy, His Royal Highness above the nine heavens, why every time he comes, he must make a big move.

"Get out of the way! Don't you want your master to fall!? ”

This group of ignorant people, there is still time to interfere with him here!

That kid of the king of the ghost country, within the Three Realms, except for the replacement of the whole body in addition to the initial vitality, there is no solution, and now it has become, apart from him, what is the way between this heaven and earth!

"Your Highness, don't talk nonsense!"

"Open the door!" Lose the immortal barrier and bind the group of ignorant people! Pick up Fan Wen and throw it in front of the door.

Fan Wen knew what the Lord commanded, but he was also worried about the Lord.

On that day, the situation of the Lord did not allow him to be too optimistic, so he recited the secret and opened the door, and in a short time he was dragged to the main hall of the Lord.

The main hall is covered with immortal barriers, so that they can meditate during the retreat, and the main practice of magic is mostly the qi of the origin of heaven and earth, which is not beneficial to them, and will also be injured by them, this immortal barrier is to prevent them from suffering from it. Leaving Fan Wen behind, Ning Hui Hall rushed in with a recipe and removed a dry immortal barrier! Push the door in.

"Nonsense!"

There are no immortals in the house, only a silver and white dragon, powerless and dying for life. Beside him, the Willow Immortal Fang Qing who stored spiritual power.

"Elder Fang, you're not 。。。。。。!"

Raised his hand to withdraw Fang Qing's immortal technique, put the Yuan body into the lock immortal sac regardless of life and death, and raised his hand to pinch the trick to resist the wind.

"Your Highness, you can't take your majesty away!"

Fang Qing blocked Ning Hui Palace's whereabouts.

"I'm afraid you've survived for a long time, Willow Fairy!"

Fang Qing naturally knew that he couldn't be saved, the monarch was conceived on the day the heaven and earth first opened, and his spiritual power was incompatible with him.

"Your Highness, you can't save it!"

The heavenly realm knows that 50,000 years ago, Ninghui Hall was reborn, and the ninth layer of fire was even more sophisticated. The true body of the monarch is a water dragon, and he can't save the body of the willow tree, and the same is true of Ninghui Palace.

"Don't bother with the willow fairy."

Before he finished speaking, he went away against the wind, there was only a little breath in this lock spirit bag, the founding god, could make him toss to the fall, he was really long-standing, in the past 50,000 years, he had never disciplined him, and his unscrupulous virtue had contributed a lot!

Before the heavenly realm enters and exits the hall, the scorching immortal qi from afar comes quickly, and a cadre of immortal guards will bow down and salute, and this immortal qi is unique to Ninghui Hall in the sky and underground.

The immortal general looked at His Royal Highness who passed away in a flash, but he had never come back to his senses, and His Royal Highness was so eager to do it on weekdays, which was rare once in ten thousand years.

It's rare.