Feng Changlin stretched out his hands and moved his fingers at the same time, flattening his arms in the air, and then turned around a few times, indicating that he was already able to move freely. Just now, the man in white came to the rescue of Feng Changlin, Lin Wumei looked at it in her eyes and remembered it in her heart, she was grateful to the man in white, and pulled Feng Changlin to kneel down to the man in white, kneeling and saying words of thanks.

The man in white looked at Feng Yuanzhi, just glanced at her, turned back, and said lightly: "If you want to thank her, thank her." ”

When Feng Yuanzhi heard this, she was stunned for a moment, raised her eyes and looked at him, and his face was still as calm as ever in his sight.

Lin Wumei and Feng Changlin, you look at me, I look at you, I don't know what the situation is.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, the four of them were frozen, only Xiao Lige half-knelt beside Liang Jian, repeatedly trying to save him, but there was no effect, she couldn't save people.

Xiao Lige saw that the man in white just made a move, and he healed Feng Changlin's injury, so she walked over, walked in front of the man in white, and asked the man in white to save Liang Jian.

In the cat world, except for her mother, she has never seen a second person who can cure people just by using her hands, so she is sure in her heart that the man in white must not be an ordinary immortal, not only stronger than her, but even much more powerful than her mother. Liang Jian and Feng Changlin are both ordinary mortals, since he can treat Feng Changlin, then Liang Jian should be able to do the same.

Unexpectedly, the man in white shook his head.

You don't have to guess what she means by shaking her head, Xiao Lige thinks of him as a fairy who is more powerful than her mother, she has almost never stepped out of the cat world half a step before, in her heart, her mother-in-law Mrs. Cat is the most powerful fairy, after meeting the man in white, since she thinks that the man in white is more powerful than her mother, then even he shook his head, who else can save Liang Jian?

But Liang Jian, like Feng Changlin, is also a mortal.........

Xiao Lige asked puzzledly, "Why?" ”

Feng Yuanzhi also looked at the man in white, her eyes were full of doubts, the man in white was omnipotent in her heart, what else could make him shake his head.

The man in white said: "Say he's an ordinary mortal, he is, say he's not an ordinary mortal, he's not." ”

Feng Yuanzhi couldn't understand why the answer of the man in white was always like this. The answer to the question of why this world has come to him can be yes or no.

Xiao Lige asked, "What does this mean?" ”

The man in white said: "In his previous life, he was the demon sword spirit, that is, the magic weapon of the witch who was going to kill her just now. ”

Xiao Lige asked, "Why did the witch kill him?" ”

The man in white said: "Because he made a mistake." ”

Xiao Lige said: "He was a sword spirit in his previous life, but not in this life, he is just a mortal in this life, why can't he be saved?" ”

The man in white said: "Because mortals have a life and death, this is his life." ”

Lives.........

She almost forgot that mortal life and death have a fate, but how old is Liang Jian, is he about to leave the world?

Not long ago, she was still telling Jun Ji that mortals have a life and death, maybe his life is like this, he was killed by a witch.

Xiao Lige's eyelashes trembled, and then she sat on the spot, looking dazed.

Unexpectedly, his life would be so short.

Looking at Liang Jian, I couldn't help but recall the days I used to be with him, although it was very short, but after all, it was one of the few days when I first came to the world, which was worth remembering and remembering.

His death meant that her days in the palace were numbered, and although she didn't like that place, she would miss it especially when she left it.

The man in white said: "Kitten, the world does not belong to you, go back as soon as possible." ”

Xiao Lige raised her eyebrows in surprise, raised her head to look at the man in white, and her tone was surprised, "Do you know that I am a cat fairy?" ”

Looking at his appearance, his eyes were calm and calm, and his expression was indifferent, because almost half of his face was blocked by the long black hair that had been draped down, she couldn't see his specific appearance clearly, and she could only guess that he was by no means an idle person.

Sure enough, the man in white spoke slowly, his tone flat, "In this world, there is nothing I don't know. ”

Then, the man in white looked at Feng Yuanzhi and said softly, "Except for her." ”

As soon as these three words fell, Feng Yuanzhi's heart trembled, and Xiao Lige's heart trembled. No matter how you look at it, Feng Yuanzhi is just a mortal, except for being beautiful, beautiful and talented, I can't find anything different, the man in white is a fairy, as expected, he can't be an idle person, such a fairy, he won't understand a mortal woman, and people really don't understand it.

A mortal woman is so understandable to an immortal.

Xiao Lige didn't think much about these problems that had nothing to do with saving Liang Jian, these had nothing to do with her, and now she was most anxious about saving Liang Jian, but the man in white couldn't help it, except for him in the world, she really couldn't think of a second person to help.

Xiao Lige said: "If I can't save him, can I just watch him die?" ”

The man in white shook his head slightly, "No." ”

Xiao Lige asked, "What is that?" ”

The man in white said: "Restore the identity of the sword spirit, and you don't have to be a mortal from now on." ”

Xiao Lige raised her eyebrows in surprise, "Why?" ”

The man in white said: "If you made a mistake 10,000 years ago, you can go through the reincarnation of 10,000 years and 100 lifetimes, and you can be yourself again." ”

The words "10,000 years ........" 10,000 years stunned Xiao Lige.

She is only two thousand years old, long live Liang Jian, and he is not sure how long he lives, so what she said before is older than his grandfather's grandfather's grandfather's grandfather'

Xiao Lige looked at Liang Jian, his eyes were closed at this time, and he was lying quietly on the ground. He is the monarch of a country in the world, except for a child who has not yet been born and does not know whether it is a male or a female, he has no descendants for the time being, and he has recovered into a sword spirit, which means that he has died in the mortal world. But it's okay, he wants to be the emperor's younger brother more, and his ability is not bad, so Liang Jian is not the emperor.

"When will he turn back into a sword spirit?" Xiao Lige asked.

The man in white said: "Now." ”

Xiao Lige looked at Liang Jian again, only to see that purple smoke slowly swirled around his body, and when the purple smoke completely enveloped him, Liang Jian's human form gradually disappeared, and then turned into a purple sword, lying quietly on the ground.

At this time, Jun Jiyu, who was beaten ten miles away, flew back, obviously she was seriously injured, and she was limping when she walked. Jun Ji Yuan clutched her chest and walked in the direction of the man in white step by step, and the magic bottle was tightly held in her hand.

Although he was injured, and it was not a minor injury, he couldn't stop killing people at all.

The man in white said: "Your heart is not bad, I won't kill you, you can go." ”

Jun Ji said, "I'm not leaving." ”

The man in white said: "You know, to me, you are nothing more than an ant. ”

The meaning of these words is very clear, Jun Ji Yuan cannot be his opponent at all.

Jun Ji said: "I have seen it, you have been to the flower world once. ”

In the Flower Realm, a white light suddenly flew out, which was enough to prove that he had been to the Flower Realm.

The man in white's tone was neither salty nor light, "I know you just came out of the flower world." ”

Speaking of the flower world, Jun Ji said: "You can hurt my father, who are you?" ”

The man in white said: "You don't need to know so much. ”

Jun Jiyu knew that he was not ordinary, and she also knew that to him, he was just an ant that he could pinch to death by pinching his fingers, but she wanted to know the reason, even if it was death, she had to die to understand.

Jun Ji Yuan has killed the mortal Liang Jian, Liang Jian has become a sword spirit, but this sword spirit is still in a coma, the magic sword is now equivalent to a piece of scrap iron, but although it is scrap iron, the sword spirit can still be sucked, as long as it is absorbed in the magic bottle, it will become an evil spirit, completely controlled by her, and used by her again. Jun Jiyuan plans to suck the sword spirit into the magic bottle and then find out the reason.

So the cork of the magic bottle was opened again, but just after it was opened, the evil spirits inside had not had time to fly out, and suddenly a cloud of white smoke flew faster than the wind, and with a "bang", the white light hit the cork back.

After the magic bottle was beaten back, the white light and the wind and sand blew strongly, in order to catch it, Jun Jiyuan was forced to retreat backwards by the power brought back by the magic bottle, and when she finally stopped, looked at the man in white, and said: "He is my magic weapon, I have the right to dispose of him in any way." ”

For her, since it is her own thing, she can be at her disposal, and no one else should be involved.

The man in white said: "Since you beat him to the ground 10,000 years ago, he is no longer yours, but Feng Yuanzhi, who gave him a second life." ”

Jun Ji Yuan smiled coldly, "What is the difference between being beaten into the reincarnation of a hundred worlds and beating him to pieces, is she worthy of being his master?" ”

The man in white said: "I said that the master is her, and that is her." ”

Jun Ji was unconvinced, "Why do you say that the master is her, and the master is her!" ”

The man in white did not speak.

Without waiting for Jun Ji Yuan to say the next sentence, the man in white said lightly, "Your father is still in the flower world, go and support him." ”

Jun Ji raised her eyebrows, and then pulled out a strange smile, "Support? It's ridiculous, you want someone to support Yaowei, right? ”

The man in white said: "I said that I was supporting your father, that is, supporting your father." ”

It's another sentence like this, this kind of thing Jun Ji doesn't like to hear. She doesn't like to hear it, and she wants to refute it.

However, when Jun Jiyuan was about to refute, in an instant, the white sleeves of the man in white waved, and a white light flew out from the sleeves. Originally, she was injured, and it would hurt even more if she was beaten away, Jun Ji Yuan didn't have this kind of experience, and the last time she was beaten back to the demon clan, she has always been impressed. Jun Ji Yuan flew far away, from a person to a small purple dot, until the small purple dot also disappeared, Xiao Lige looked at the direction where Jun Ji Yuan was beaten away, and then moved her eyes back, looked at the man in white, and asked, "Where was she beaten?" ”

The man in white replied, "Flower world." ”

There was shock, and secretly sighed that the man in white was powerful, just a palm, he could beat a witch from the world to the flower world, Xiao Lige had never heard of it before.

For some reason, Feng Yuanzhi had a bad premonition, and this premonition caused her heart to be uneasy, and her expression slowly became solemn. This ominous premonition came up suddenly, and she couldn't tell where it came from.

A long black hair slanted like a waterfall draped over his shoulders and hung down to his waist, the long hair covered his face, making it impossible to see the specific appearance of his face, when the wind blew his long hair, Lin Wumei and Feng Changlin saw his face, and their hearts were shocked.

This face is very similar to the face of the statue in Anzhan Palace, and it can be said that it is exactly the same.

They have lived in the world for so many years, and they have never seen a fairy appear, nor have they seen any witches, let alone any gods and witches fighting, this is the first time. After today's incident, Lin Wumei and Feng Changlin were grateful to the man in white, and they didn't guess which immortal he would be, but seeing his face now, they recognized him as An Zhan Shenjun, and Lin Wumei was even more excited.

Lin Wumei hurriedly pulled Feng Changlin to kneel, and whispered excitedly: "He is An Zhan Shenjun, let's kneel down quickly." ”

After being pulled by Lin Wumei, Feng Changlin and Lin Wumei knelt down together, and then the two of them said in unison: "See An Zhan Shenjun." ”

Xiao Lige, who had never seen An Zhan Shenjun, heard the words An Zhan Shenjun, and her eyebrows immediately jumped. Although I have never met him, I have heard of his name. The rumored An Zhan Divine Monarch is the first Divine Monarch in the annual merit ranking in the Heavenly Court, the palace is full of pilgrims, his followers are innumerable, and he has been famous in the world for three thousand years. Xiao Lige has admired the name for a long time, but she has never had the opportunity to meet him, in the cat world before, she had made a bet with her sisters who would see An Zhan Shenjun first, and she bet on the last of the sisters. I never thought that I would be able to see him here today.

Dressed in white and black-haired, with boundless mana, not only her mother has to respect him a few points, but even Qingqiu, the Flower World and the Phoenix World have a few points to him.

It was lucky to see him, and of course to meet him, whether it was out of courtesy or otherwise, she was a junior who needed to salute. Xiao Lige hurriedly knelt down and said, "See An Zhan Shenjun." ”

The man in white and Feng Yuanzhi stand in the wind.

Among all the people, only Feng Yuanzhi had not yet knelt, Feng Changlin hurriedly took his elder sister's hand and said in a low voice: "Sister, this is An Zhan Shenjun, you quickly kneel and salute." ”

Feng Yuanzhi was stunned for a moment, she knew that he was not An Zhan Shenjun, she knew that it was not, An Zhan Shenjun was An Zhan Shenjun, he was him, but he said that he was him, and he was not him.

There were so many things about him that she couldn't know.

The man in white said lightly: "I am not An Zhan Shenjun, so you don't have to salute me." ”

Hearing this, Lin Wumei and Feng Changlin, you look at me, I look at you, Xiao Lige is also with the two of them, you look at me, I look at you, these few people who knelt down, everyone was stunned for a while.

She has worshiped the Divine Monarch for so many years, how could she admit her mistake! Lin Wumei was in a trance for a moment, and said, "How could it be?" Obviously, you look exactly like the god statue in An Zhan Palace. ”

The man in white said: "I said no, it wasn't." ”

As he spoke, the man in white asked them all to go back, including Feng Yuanzhi, and also went back together. Let them go back, the reason is very simple, this group of fortune tellers in Xianren Street can't calculate their fortunes at all, and those who can barely calculate accurately are either killed or put into a prison cell, and come to this Xianren Street to find a fortune teller to tell fortunes and the like, except for spending money, it is useless at all, and it will save you a waste of time when you go back.

After seeing the man in white, they secretly thought that it was good that they didn't say that they were the reincarnation of immortals, but this time they really saw an immortal, and they couldn't offend him anything, so they didn't have to be punished.

came out to mix, just to mix a bite of food, nothing else.

The man in white raised his hand, and the white smoke in his hand flew out, sucking the purple magic sword on the ground into his hand, and then the man in white left.

Lin Wumei and Feng Changlin left together, but Feng Yuanzhi didn't leave, and followed the man in white, she didn't know where the man in white was going now, and how long it would take to come back after leaving this time.

Xiao Lige followed Feng Yuanzhi and asked, "Girl, what is your relationship with him?" ”

Feng Yuanzhi glanced at the back of the man in white, "Maybe, it can be regarded as a friend, if he doesn't mind." ”

The words "If he doesn't mind" reached the ears of the man in white, and the ears of the man in white moved.

Xiao Lige didn't quite understand how she, an ordinary mortal, managed to be with such a high-level immortal who couldn't even guess, and became friends.

This is something she never dared to think of in her life, and it is actually for a mortal to do it.

The purple magic sword was in the hand of the man in white, and it shook as the man in white walked, Xiao Lige walked up and said to the man in white, "Wait." ”

Xiao Lige asked the man in white to stop and wait, but the man in white did not stop to wait for her, Xiao Lige had to continue to chase forward, walked in front of him and stopped, blocking his way.

The man in white stood still, waiting for her to speak.

Xiao Lige looked at the sword in his hand, "Can you give me this sword?" ”

The man in white said: "Give me a reason." ”

Xiao Lige said: "He is my husband. ”

"Smack!"

The magic sword was thrown out of the hand of the man in white and thrown into Xiao Lige's arms.

Xiao Lige was overjoyed in her heart, and said thank you to the man in white again and again. She thought that it would be difficult to get this sword from the man in white, but she didn't expect that he would give her the sword with just one sentence.

After the man in white threw the purple magic sword into Xiao Lige's arms, he left, Xiao Lige wanted to follow, but the man in white was not happy and asked her to leave, so Xiao Lige had to leave.

Don't let Xiao Lige follow, then is he willing to let her follow, Feng Yuanzhi was thinking, hesitated for a moment, but still followed, fortunately, the man in white didn't stop her from following behind.

Feng Yuanzhi walked up to the man in white and asked, "This time, where are you going?" ”

The man in white looked at him and replied without being salty: "Flower world." ”

Feng Yuanzhi said: "Is it the sea of flowers we went to together before?" ”

The man in white said: "No. ”

Feng Yuanzhi said: "You beat the witch there, I just learned from your words that it is not peaceful there. ”

The man in white said: "Yes." ”

Feng Yuanzhi said: "I don't know why, I have an ominous premonition, I always feel that something bad will happen, you go this time, I'm afraid something will happen to you." ”

The man in white hooked his lips slightly, smiled lightly, raised his hand and touched Feng Yuanzhi's face, and said softly: "Are you worried about me?" ”

Feng Yuanzhi was silent for a moment and nodded slightly.

The man in white smiled, "You're going to worry about me, that's fine." ”

Feng Yuanzhi asked, "You go to the flower world, can you take me with you?" ”

The man in white said: "You are a mortal, you shouldn't go to that kind of place." ”

Feng Yuanzhi's heart tightened slightly, "I can't rest assured of you." ”

The faint smile on the face of the man in white did not fade, "Zhi, I am an ancient god, and no one can be my opponent." ”

Feng Yuanzhi's expression froze, and a worried color appeared between her eyebrows, "I know that you are an ancient god and know that you are invincible, but I am still worried about you, so you can take me with you, just once." ”

The cool breeze on Xianren Street in summer should be refreshing and pleasant, but Feng Yuanzhi couldn't get up, she was waiting for a response.

After a long time, the white man nodded, "Okay, I'll take you there, promise me that no matter what happens after this, you will be happy." ”

Feng Yuanzhi didn't understand, why did he say this, was he worried that she would be unhappy in the future?

The eyes of the man in white were calm, but the soft light in his eyes still appeared as always, falling on Feng Yuanzhi's face.

"Okay, I promise you."

He took her hand, the white sleeve of his right hand was raised, and the white soft light suddenly appeared, bright but not dazzling, because he could adapt to this light, Feng Yuanzhi didn't have to close his eyes, there was a white expanse in front of him, and he couldn't see anything except white.

She suddenly panicked because she couldn't even see the man in white.

"Don't panic, I'm here."

At the same time as the voice of the man in white appeared in her ears, her hand sensed that a warm big hand was holding her, and it was holding harder and harder, but the strength was moderate, she could accept it, not only acceptable, but also felt that the hand holding her was incomparably thick and warm.

Soon after, in front of the white expanse, there was a place like a sea of flowers, but this sea of flowers was different from the sea of flowers they went to together in the past, among the flowers here, each flower was surrounded by purple and black smoke, one after another flowers swayed with the wind, and some of them broke because they swayed too violently.

Feng Yuanzhi asked: "Is it the flower world in front?" ”

The man in white said: "Yes, the edge of the flower world." ”

The white smoke slowly faded away, until they could see a large group of flower fairies and a large group of demon soldiers in front of them, as well as corpses lying on the ground one after another, and the smoke and light of pink, black, and purple mixed with the sky above, and the man in white said to her, "It's here." ”

Feng Yuanzhi looked at the scene in front of her, and it seemed that the flower world had been hit hard.

Feng Yuanzhi said: "Are you going to help the flower world destroy the enemy army?" ”

The man in white nodded, and then took out the Feng Qing flute that he had wanted to give her, but didn't give to Cheng, and sent it to Feng Yuanzhi's hand.

Feng Yuanzhi frowned, "Why are you giving me this?" ”

The man in white said: "The thing is returned to its original owner." ”

Feng Yuanzhi was puzzled, "What is returned to the original owner?" You mean, this wind flute is mine? ”

The man in white bowed slightly, "Correct solution." ”