Yun Shen gave the Ancient Phoenix a pill, helped him up, and made him sit down to rest.

Feng Jiao poured him a cup of tea and said softly: "If you can't think of something, don't force it, don't torture yourself like this." ”

Ling Yuan frowned.

He always felt that even if the Ancient Phoenix had to go through the process of Nirvana rebirth, it was unlikely that it would lose such an important memory.

Just now, whenever he thought about something, he would have a splitting headache.

This look is not so much like he has forgotten something, but more like a memory that should have belonged to him, forcibly sealed by someone or some powerful force.

What's even more strange is that he has read books for so many years in his library space, but he has never found any records and contents related to the immortal sacrifice.

It's as if someone deliberately erased everything about the sacrifice.

He intuitively felt that the things that the ancient phoenix had forgotten, those memories that had been erased, might not be inseparable from the destruction of the immortal realm.

Now, the fairy realm has been destroyed for 10,000 years.

Could it be that the Spirit Realm will be next?!

No!

He is the emperor of the spiritual realm, the one who introduced the immortal qi to this land, so that everyone can cultivate, and he is also the guardian of the entire spiritual realm. He would never watch the Spirit Realm fall to the hands of those dangerous demons.

Especially......

He glanced deeply at Feng Jiao.

In particular, after having the most important person in his heart, and having someone he wants to protect forever, he can't let that dangerous situation happen.

Everyone was very worried about the fact that the dragon blood ink formation was damaged, and the alien demons might come on a large scale.

They were in the elegant room of the Fengfu Wine Shop, and they discussed until it was dark.

Feng Jiao didn't let everyone leave, but proposed to go and cook dinner for everyone.

At this time, Qian Mo and Chen Xuan, who buried Jiang Nanlei's body in a mass grave, also came back early.

After dinner, the people talked for a while before they dispersed.

The other side. Jiang Nanlei didn't return for a long time, which made Shu Jia couldn't help but worry and be afraid.

Not long after, she received the news from the same people she sent to secretly follow Jiang Nanlei.

Jiang Nanlei died and was killed by the emperor's own hands.

It stands to reason that a vicious person like Jiang Nanlei died unexpectedly, and she finally got rid of the control of such a wicked person with no bottom line, and she should feel happy in her heart.

But......

Thinking of the unbearable feeling of itching, and thinking that in the future, when the itching attacked, there would never be Jiang Nanlei's pill to provide her with support, Shu Jia's heart couldn't help but panic subconsciously.

She searched Jiang Nanlei's room first, but she didn't find the kind of elixir she used to relieve itching on weekdays, and she gritted her teeth with hatred for Jiang Nanlei's cunning and calculation.

However, seeing that it was getting later and later, Shu Jia's heart became more and more flustered.

She didn't care about what Jiang Nanlei had done at all, she just wanted to get the kind of elixir that Jiang Nanlei had refined and let her use to relieve itching before the time came.

When it was completely dark, she hurriedly controlled her companions of the rat clan to the mass grave, looking for Jiang Nanlei's body.