In the ruins at the bottom of the sea, Mu Xin stood on the edge of the ruins and looked at the bottomless abyss. I don't know why there is no longer black gas steaming in the ruins, those tumbling forces are silent, and Lu Yan does not fly out again. The entire ruins fell silent, like an angry person who had extinguished his anger and gradually calmed down.

What's even more incredible is that the ruins are actually lit up, and there is no darkness like in the past. Mu Xin usually woke up in pitch black, and he needed to light a candle with his spiritual power to see, but today there was light coming in through the window, and he could see everything in the room almost without lighting a candle. Mu Xin didn't even bother to wear shoes, opened the door barefoot and ran out, the door of the main hall opened, and the entire ruins had a faint light.

With the light, the chain reaction is that the souls stop killing and begin to wander quietly. Lu Yan no longer howls day and night, and the ruins don't look like the ruins.

Although he didn't know what was going on, Mu Xin took this opportunity to redivide the ruins, separated his soul from Lu Yan, and threw the unjust soul to Lu Yan as food. After a simple distinction, the ruins are simply peaceful. The walls covered in his face were thrown down to the ruins along with the stumps and severed arms, and Mu Xin took the souls to carry out a thorough cleaning.

"That's... That aunt, please don't eat melon seeds... Where did you find the melon seeds, and everywhere you eat... And that big brother, please move to the side..."Mu Xin can find different "surprises" from morning to night.

The ruins are getting brighter and brighter day by day, and even the air seems to be getting better day by day, Mu Xin feels like he has found his own home, and wants to treat this place as a writer.

He thought that Gong Ni should have found her little groom, and they were already living happily together. He didn't know what was going on outside, and everyone should have forgotten about themselves in the ruins. But it doesn't matter, as long as the people he cares about are alive and well, it doesn't matter if they are remembered or forgotten.

Mu Xin wanted to paint the black palace into the red walls and yellow tiles of the Forbidden City, but there was nothing in the ruins, so he could only give up.

He met a poet in the soul of Guiru, a person who claimed to be the best poet in the world, but Mu Xin asked him for a name that he had never heard of at all.

"Make a poem in my praise." Mu Xin said to the poet.

"Do you have any great achievements?"

"Love is deep and meaningful, and you can give up reincarnation for the sake of your lover. There is affection and righteousness, and I did not leave you alone. Wen Taowu strategy, Guixu is now a new look. ”

"You haven't already written a poem, just record it sentence by line."

Mu Xin suddenly became a poet.

A faint light was revealed in a hole in the cliff below the ruins, and through the light, you could see that there was a huge space inside, as if the cliffs in front of the ruins had been hollowed out, and the majestic white palace was built in the middle of the cave. The whole body of this palace is white, and the whole looks like a pearl, and the base of the palace is tall, and the two wings are like a pair of wings flying in the air, which makes this palace look magnificent and majestic. In front of the hall is an open square, although it is built in a cave, it does not look cramped at all, and the whole presents a magnificent and majestic style. It is like the temperament of no shortage of money when the society developed to its peak in the Tang Dynasty. Thousands of Lu Yan surrounded it, some flying, some lying or standing in the open space in front of the palace. If it weren't for the black mist floating around the palace, people who saw it would have thought that this was a forbidden place for royals or immortals.

A cloud of light in the center of the square slowly absorbed the surrounding black mist, and streams of black gas flowed into the ball of light. Several Lu Yan surrounded the ball of light as if guarding it, these Lu Yan were different from Lu Yan in the ruins, they had a pair of horns on their heads, their posture was more elegant and upright, and there was no such fierce god in their eyes, but they were a bit like cranes.

A human figure was faintly visible in the ball of light, and the black qi flowed into that person's body.

"Don't stare at it anymore, it'll come out when the time comes." In the distance, a man walked towards the light group, dressed in white, with snow-white hair and a small crown of beads on his head. The man spoke softly, and no one could have imagined that this man and this palace were in the ruins.

He walked to the side of the light group, his eyes were irrepressibly joyful, and his lips trembled slightly because of excitement, "You are finally back, finally ......" He closed his eyes gently, and when he opened them again, his pupils had turned one brown and one black, "From now on, no one in heaven and earth can bully you, if there is, kill him......" This person said the most cruel words in the gentlest voice, and Lu Yan behind him let out a long roar.

All Lu Yan flew up and surrounded the white palace, as if they were celebrating something. The man's eyes never left the ball of light, he put his hand on the ball of light, and a golden mist appeared in the black mist, and the mist of two colors intertwined and flowed into the ball of light. The long eyelashes of the man in the ball of light moved slightly.

"Gong Ni, it's time for you to wake up......"

The person in the ball of light opened her eyes, and a blinding light made her unable to see the world in front of her. This god is dead...... It was split into slag by the thunder of the sky, and it dispersed with the wind of the nine heavens, right? But my little bridegroom, why am I alone? Don't you even die with him......

"Gong Ni, it's time to wake up......"

Who is calling this god gently and gently? Unlike the voice of the little groom, Gong Ni raised his head and saw that there was still only a bright light in front of him, "Who!" She asked.

A hand stretched out in front of him, and Gong Ni hurriedly dodged, "Who are you?" ”

"We'll see each other when we come out."

Although he was very puzzled, but in view of the sound that sounded a little good, Gong Ni still pinched the hand with two fingers and tentatively walked out of the ball of light step by step.

As soon as she walked out of Gong Ni, she trembled, but soon a big piece of rain was draped on her. When I looked up at the person standing in front of me, it was an unfamiliar face, but I didn't feel scared and even wanted to rush over and hug him. The man's hair was whiter than his clothes, but his face was indeed not old, and the whole person exuded a sense of closeness that made people feel at ease and wanted to get close, he was good-looking, but his temperament was more attractive than that closeness.

"Who are you? Have you ever seen the little groom of this god? Gong Ni spoke softly.

The man smiled, "Yes, he's fine, just not as fast as you wake up." ”

"Wake up...... So we're not dead! Gong Ni realized that she was still alive, and she couldn't help but sigh in her heart, sure enough, I have the aura of the protagonist in my story. She hurriedly looked down at herself, and then froze, raised her head incredulously and pointed at herself, "I...... I'm ...... The immortal body that was slashed by the thunder of the sky? ”