Xiao Nan hadn't traveled far for more than five years, and he suddenly went far away, and he really felt a little uncomfortable.

In order to hide people's eyes and ears and avoid unnecessary troubles and enemies, the convoy was disguised as an ordinary caravan. After only a few days of walking, Xiao Nan was unaccustomed to the water and soil, vomiting and diarrhea, and launched a low-grade fever. The convoy was forced to stop at the local city to recuperate.

But Xiao Nan was not willing to delay the trip like this, saying that he was fine, and hoped that Feiling would arrange the convoy to travel as soon as possible. The accompanying physician has treated Xiao Nan, I don't know if he was "rebelled" by Xiao Nan, the rhetoric is the same as what Xiao Nan said, saying that Xiao Nan is just not adaptable.

In fact, Xiao Nan is not adaptable. His physique is very poor, but it is not as unbearable as others think - Fu Xi fixed his physique parameters at a constant point, which also means that he is not easy to die, but just suffers more.

Xiao Nan's travel is always accompanied by abundant rain, and it really rained again during the two days of resting in the city. Perhaps this is the side effect of Fuxi's power.

The accompanying guards all knew that this kind of weather would only make Xiao Nan's physical condition worse.

Xiao Nan promised to stay for two days, but in fact, he was anxious in his heart, and he was a few days late, and he didn't know how the situation on Wanyue's side would change.

On Wanyue's side, she rushed to the boundary where the Chihuan Sword appeared, only to see the scene after the terrifying mountain fire, the terrain was melted by the mysterious high heat, and the ground was scorched for hundreds of miles.

Fortunately, the fire has disappeared, and the area is an uninhabited mountainous area, so there were no casualties.

She also found that Fengshuang was gone, and it stands to reason that she had obtained the Chihuan Sword, but there was no trace of the sword and people at the scene.

As a last resort, Wanyue could only use the Fuxi Treasure Mirror to raise the enchantment and block the place where the demonic fire spread.

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On the surface, the demon fire seemed to be extinguished. But Fengshuang was still in the burning pain of the flames, unable to extricate himself.

She couldn't get rid of the crimson sword in her hand, and the resentful spirits that lived on the sword continued to eat away at her soul and will.

She fell into the abyss of burning fire, and the great pain and the whispers of Chiyou made her quickly forget her original firm determination, and only wanted to end this torture immediately, but even if she wanted to kill herself, she could not die.

She has been scorched countless times, and she has been reborn countless times, and the demonic fire where she fell is burning and burning everything.

Those small, abrasive whispers gradually became clear as her reason collapsed————

"Are you really in the frost? What the hell have you forgotten? How long have you been deceived by Xiao Nan? You know he's lying to you? He never unravels your spells, but you are still dead to him, trying to gain his false love, and he just treats you like an outcast! ”

"I'm Fengshuang! I'm Frost! I'm Frost! She screamed hoarsely.

"You're not, you're not, you're not, you're not, you're ———— Fengning." Huge and jagged fingers reached from behind her back and grabbed her wrists.

"You are Feng Ning, a woman with a deep hatred of blood, Xiao Nan deceived you. He makes you forget what matters most to you. A strange female voice rang in her ears, "I can help you, I will help you break the fog of your memory, I will let you merge with Chiyou's resentment, and gain supreme power—you use this sword to break through all injustice, and even kill gods!"

Fast! Follow me to the coming era of filthy, filthy Fuxi! Complete your mission to kill the gods! ”

The giant alien woman dragged the confused frost desperately into the black slits that showed in the flames.

That crack!

Definitely can't go!

A cry of fear rose within her.

But she was powerless to break free from the woman's grip, and her upper body was gradually dragged into the slit!

In an instant, the scene she saw became chaotic and unclear! Unpredictable! It's no longer a single flame, but a myriad of images distorting!

Those are all Xiao Nan's illusions! But it's definitely not Xiao Nan in her memory!

Xiao Nan who cut off her long hair!

Xiao Nan in a strange costume!

There is even Xiao Nan with one leg!

When the illusion cleared, she saw herself half levitated above the mountains! Demonic fire poured from the sword she clenched, igniting the entire land!

She is far away from time and space, and she is burning everything as a "tool" of the demon! And the woman who dragged her here is nowhere to be found!

Just when the demonic fire was out of control, the ashes in the sky caused by incineration actually analyzed countless golden points of light in the sky!

Those are the power of Fuxi contained in all things!

Countless points of light converged in one place, forming a huge and incomparably large human form.

The illusion of Fuxi!

There is only a vague outline, but it is indeed the appearance of a certain incarnation of Fuxi - Shun!

The palm of the illusion held Feng Shuang's body steadily.

At the same time, in the time and space of tens of millions of years ago, Xiao Nan looked at the candlelight and looked at his palm.

"Ignorant and confused creatures." He whispered, his expression incomparably unfamiliar, full of divine radiance.

"Ignorant and confused creatures." Fuxi's vision sent out an oracle that shook all things.

"The link of cause and effect." Xiao Nan continued.

"The link of cause and effect." The Fuxi Illusion slowly stretched out his hand and sent Fengshuang back to the Time Rift.

Behind the giant's illusion is the mountain range that has been extinguished but melted into a shape, and the demon fire is on the verge of the cottage of the Yu people, after which the Yu people will embark on a long trek to the causal covenant to meet Fuxi Xiao Nan.

In order to maintain the enchantment of the Fuxi Treasure Mirror, Wanyue deliberately guarded the edge of the enchantment.

I don't know how many days have passed, but on this night, the barrier suddenly reverberated violently, indicating that something had appeared inside the barrier, which had long since lost any signs of life.

She burst out of the tent and ran into a scorched land, the crimson light shining brightly in the darkness of the night.

The light came from a sword held by a woman.

"Frost !!" Wanyue exclaimed.

Feng Shuang's body was not wearing an inch, as if she was from the wilderness, her eyes flashed with an abnormal red flame brilliance, and she showed a strange smile at Wanyue.

"I already know everything." The smile on her face grew larger.

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Wan Yue finally returned to the camp where the army was stationed, and to everyone's surprise, Wan Yue actually brought back the Chihuan Divine Sword!

But she announced that General Fengshuang died heroically in order to get the divine sword for herself, and she would use the Chihuan Sword and the Fuxi Treasure Mirror together to break through the fog of the abyss and save the land of Miaojiang!

Shao Jin watched Wanyue swear to the army worriedly, he always felt that there was a bad premonition that the mountain rain was about to come and the wind was full of buildings - if you want to pick up the Chihuan Sword, it must be accompanied by a terrible curse, Wanyue...... What price did she pay?

There is still a secret report in his hand, Xiao Nan is about to come to Miao Jiang in person, will his arrival be able to resolve the calamity, or ...... Could it be a big mistake?!

Moreover, he was definitely not the only one who knew that Xiao Nan would come to Miao Jiang.

Because this secret report was found from a mole who was secretly caught.

Xiao Nan's trip to Miao Jiang is afraid that it will be extremely difficult. He had already sent an order to the Immortal Sect, ordering his subordinate sect to send the most elite Ling Immortal Twelve Swords to chase Xiao Nan's convoy to support and guard, and he didn't know if it would be too late.

He always vaguely felt that Xia Wanyue had changed a little since she got the Chihuan Sword.

He couldn't say what was different.

At this moment, a stone was quietly thrown in and landed right at his feet. The stone looked ordinary, but when you picked it up and looked closely, you could see a small mark.

It's a code.

Shao Jin's face turned pale, and he quietly left the camp tent and came to a small river used by the army to draw water nearby.

Behind a large tree, a maid quietly showed her head.

She is Wanyue's handmaiden, but she has long been bought by Shaojin.

"What are you going to tell me?" Shao Jin asked.

"Strategist, the boss has been a little wrong since he came back a few days ago." "She often doesn't sleep in the middle of the night, and makes strange laughs and words at a sword. ”

"Oh? What did she say? Shao Jin frowned and asked.

"She said—'It's beautiful, it's beautiful! You will always be mine! It's mine! 'The sound is terrible! Like ...... It's like a demon! The maid recalled the scene with a look of horror on her face.

Shao Jin's face sank when he heard this, and he said: "You are not allowed to tell anyone about this matter, do you know!" ”

"Got it, got it!" The maid resigned.