This idea has only been passed once, and even I will not take it seriously.

While waiting for the calculation results, Yuexu sent someone to the ice prison to "invite" a person to worship the star platform.

After a while, a tall man with weak limbs and a disheveled head was erected, and he sat him up, leaning his back against a pillar at the corner of the platform.

The moon floated in mid-air, floated past, and landed in front of this person. The subordinate lifted the man's messy hair, revealing an extremely strange face.

Half is the same as a human face, but the other half is made entirely of silvery-white metal, tightly glued together along the central axis, leaving no gaps.

On half of the silver face, that eye flickered from time to time with a debut lightning, sparkling, crackling.

"Liuyan," Yuexu looked at him with an indifferent expression, "Go to the mortal realm and catch someone back." ”

"Arrest whom?" Flowing Flame's other normal eye looked at her, just as emotionless.

"It's cold." Yuexu said slowly, the amethyst staff in his hand appeared again, and ordered his subordinates to take it and hand it to Liuyan.

"This staff has been modified, and the demons can also use it. With this weapon, he will never be your opponent again. Yuexu explained the task in detail, and said, "When you return after the event, I will hold a conversion ceremony for you." ”

She draws a circle, writes a contract in it, and the other party confirms it. This move was fair and just, and Flowing Flame looked at it and put his hand into the circle. The flowing runes of brilliance drained a wisp of demonic energy from his body from his fingertips, and the contract was reached in an instant, and it could not be changed.

After everything was done, the prohibition on his body was also dispersed, and Liuyan suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Cold? Okay, great......" He laughed maniacally, stood up, and waved the scepter in a circle in the air. With this holy weapon in his hand, he can be ashamed.

Yuexu frowned, as if she didn't like to hear such arrogant laughter, and sent someone to take him down.

"Holy Lord, the results are in." After a while, twelve soothsayers lined up in two rows and knelt on one knee behind her.

"After calculation, that person has indeed disappeared, but the crisis of the Celestial Clan has not really been resolved......" The soothsayers reported all the discoveries of Fang Cai in an orderly manner, one after another.

If it weren't man-made, what could have gone wrong?

After hearing this, Yuexu asked them to retreat as well, and sat alone on the steps of the Star Sacrifice Platform, looking up at the dark sky. The stars are bright and gone, and the sky is faint, as if controlled by a pair of invisible hands.

"Brother, have you already been aware?"

She stroked the piece of jade around her neck, adding a little sadness to her eyes that did not easily express emotion.

In the night city, as soon as the dawn broke, a major event occurred that shocked the world.

Their high priest disappeared into thin air, locked up from within, and disappeared from the little maidservant who had been waiting for him for months.

Xue Tong ordered to search the whole city, but there was no trace, as if the world had evaporated.

In the palace of Jiuxiao City of Jiang Kingdom, in an abandoned cold palace, Sui Han turned out a ball of gauze to bandage the bloody wound on his arm.

"I'll help you!" Behind him, the sweet voice of a girl sounded.

The girl snatched the gauze from his hand, bandaged it patiently and carefully, and suddenly sniffed and said, "Why did that person hurt you?" ”

"He's probably here for revenge." Sui Han hugged her, patted her on the back and said, "Ah Lan, we have to find a helper before he finds it, otherwise I can't deal with it alone." ”

The girl bandaged it, docked in his arms, and said sullenly: "There are people in this world that you can't deal with?" ”

"Of course there are, and there are quite a few." Sui Han shook the injured arm, the bleeding had temporarily stopped, and a light blue layer of fluorescence was steaming.

"Who is that person?" The girl touched his arm slightly, and her tone suddenly became heavy.

Looking down at her graceful face, Sui Han sighed, "Liuyan, he is still alive and has become stronger again...... The next road is not easy to walk. ”

He originally planned to leave Chen Lan in Zhaoye City, so as not to let her follow him and suffer from this troubled water, but he found that when he was fighting with the other party, the other party looked at her with unusual eyes.

It was a strong possessiveness that threatened him, and he would not give up until he could do it. In a hurry, he took a blow from the other party, and used his mana to urge the tray-shaped magic weapon sent to him by the floating boat, and took her from thousands of miles away to the place where the formation of the Jiang Kingdom's palace was located, and completely disappeared from the front of the flowing flame and in front of the world.

"I'll be with you wherever you go." Chen Lan relied on him, completely leaving behind the dissatisfaction and panic when he first met.

Sui Han took out an iron card from his arms, found out that the closest to the location of the two was Mi Luo, tried his best to get out of the palace, and walked towards his mansion with Chen Lan.

"The general is gone!" As soon as he arrived at the door, he was stopped by several heavily armed officers and soldiers.

"Don't see a guest?" Sui Han wondered, "Is there something wrong with him, or is something wrong too?" ”

"If you don't see it, you don't see it, don't you want to leave quickly?" The officers and soldiers shouted, raising their guns in front of the gate, with an extremely impatient attitude.

He had to pull Chen Lan to retreat for the time being, let her wait outside, and find another entrance by himself.

Easily avoiding all eyes and ears, he climbed into the courtyard wall, judged the location of Miro in the direction of the servants, and approached him silently.

He went to a study, pushed the door open, and it was empty.

But the next moment, his eyes were drawn to a huge painting on the west wall.

There are three people in the painting, Miro, himself, and a pontoon, and the three of them are walking through a leafy forest with bows and arrows on their backs, as if they were hunting.

The person in the painting is the same height as the real person, and even the details are outlined, as if it were a living thing.

He stared blankly, knowing that it was the work of Ni Shang.

I couldn't help but reach out and touch myself on the painting, and suddenly an inexplicable force appeared to hold him firmly and couldn't move, and there was a thick white mist in front of him, and he couldn't see anything clearly for a while, only feeling that his body was pulled and twisted and sucked into another place.

With a "bang", he fell to the ground, and his eyes were dim. Groping his way to his feet, and after a moment of habitation, he finally saw everything in front of him.

It was a box-like enclosed space, with only four bare walls in front of the back, left and right, and the top of the head and the ground on the feet, and nothing else.

But there was no ornament, but there was another person sitting cross-legged. He was full of silver threads and his battle robe had not been removed, and it seemed that after returning to Jiang Country in the Demon Domain Canyon after the first battle, he had been in retreat until now.

"So you're here." Sui Han walked towards him, and the closer he got to him, the stronger the smell of blood in the space.

"You're hurt!" He exclaimed, taking three steps and two steps, grabbing his wrist and checking his pulse.

It took Miro half a day to open his eyes, glanced at him sideways, and said, "What are you doing here?" ”

"I was looking for your help, but now ......," he asked, sitting down next to him, "how did you get hurt like this?" Aren't you okay until you leave? ”

"It was fine at that time, but later, I walked with that Chen Qingyi, and I was blocked by the envoy of Chaolu Palace." Miro tried to clench his fist with his left hand to see if he had recovered, and sneered, "That old thing...... If I still have half of the mana I had when I was in the Heavenly Realm, it would not be his turn to show off his might! ”

The people of the Celestial Clan who were exiled to the realm were equivalent to automatically reducing most of their mana. Even though he can still cultivate in the later stage, it is difficult to reach the peak state again.

Miro was, and so did he.