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The Ghost King Sect Master suddenly turned his gaze to the fake Tang Yi who was standing next to the old madman.

"This Ghost King Sect Master is still beating my idea, and I don't know if Tang Yi's stinky boy dug his ancestral grave, and actually made the Ghost King Sect Master hate Tang Yi's stinky boy so much!"

Fake Tang Yi suddenly glanced at the old madman beside him, and said secretly in his heart: "But fortunately, with him, it is almost impossible for the Ghost King Sect Master to arrest me!"

"Sect Master of the Ghost King, what are you still doing in a daze, let's leave quickly!"

At the same time, the Five Great Immortal Venerables hurriedly urged the Ghost King Sect Master.

The Ghost King Sect Master suddenly frowned slightly, and let Tang Yi go, the Ghost King Sect Master was really unwilling.

But if you want to catch Tang Yi, you have to deal with the old madman first, but the old madman is too strong, even if the Ghost King Sect Master joins forces with the Five Great Immortal Venerables, there is not much chance of winning.

After thinking about it, the Ghost King Sect Master could only decide whether to retreat first with the Five Great Immortal Venerables.

Where there is life, there is hope!

After going back, persuade Dongfang Long to come together and bring all the centaurs to kill together, maybe it will be possible to deal with this perverted old madman.

"Want to run?"

Seeing that the Sect Master of the Ghost King, as well as the Five Great Immortal Venerables, revealed their intention to escape, the old madman suddenly snorted coldly, naturally it was impossible to let the six of them go so easily.

Sou!

However, the old madman, this side has just stepped out, ready to leave the Ghost King Sect Master and the Five Great Immortal Venerables.

Suddenly, above the old madman's head, the void shook slightly, and the old madman's face suddenly changed.

Swish!

At the same time, above the old madman's head, a thin thread as thin as a hair and as red as blood suddenly emerged from the void.

I saw that this thin thread was connected to the old madman's body at one end, and at the other end, it was submerged in the void, and I didn't know where it was connected.

"What is this?"

The Ghost King Sect Master and the Five Great Immortal Venerables, who originally wanted to flee quickly, saw this sudden change, especially when they saw that the old madman who had not been able to live before, with the appearance of this thin line, they actually became stunned, and the Ghost King Sect Master and the Five Great Immortal Venerables quickly stopped again.

I saw that the old madman at this time, with the thin line that suddenly appeared, was raising his head at this time, looking at the thin line above his head with an incredulous and incredulous expression.

"Is that you?"

I saw the old madman, with a joyful, incredulous expression on his face, looking at the thin line above his head.

And the real Tang Yi in the distance, looking at the top of the old madman's head, the thin line that suddenly appeared also set off stormy waves at the same time.

"It's ......"

"The love thread of the Qinglian Emperor?"

At this moment, the old madman looked at the love silk above his head with a happy face, and finally showed a smile from the bottom of his heart on his face.

"It's you! When I helped you polish this Taishang forgetfulness technique, I told you that it is easy to cultivate love silk, but it is extremely difficult to cut off love silk!"

I saw the old madman, looking at the love silk on his head with an ecstatic face, and even couldn't help it, wanting to reach out and touch the love silk on the top of his head.

"Unexpectedly, you haven't forgotten me, and there is even a love thread to worry about, although this is just a friendship thread, but after all, it connects you and me, after all, you haven't forgotten me!"

"I'm so happy!"

"I'm so happy!"

At this time, the old madman was as happy as a child, and all this was just because of the love thread that connected him and the Queen of Qinglian above his head.

"I remember, after Emperor Qinglian, there are now three thousand love silks, and only three are left, which represent family, friendship, and love!"

Looking at the love thread that suddenly appeared above the old madman's head, the real Tang Yi, secretly said in his heart: "The root of the old madman is obviously a condensed love thread from the friendship with the Qinglian Emperor!"

"But before, when I taught Emperor Qinglian how to forget Hongchen and cut off the love thread, she had completely realized that she wanted to cut off the last three love threads, and now, the old madman's friendship thread suddenly appeared, does that mean ......?"

Just when Tang Yi felt that something was not quite right, he saw the old madman, but he was ecstatic, and reached out to touch the love silk.

"I'm so happy, so happy that I've been spending millions of years, you haven't forgotten me, knowing that you haven't forgotten me, even if it's just treating me as a friend, I'm already so happy!"

The old madman at this time fully expressed the sentence You can not love me, but you can't forget me!

I found that even if I was suppressed for millions of years, even if the little girl who had to take care of herself at the beginning, now that she has grown into a strong person who is strong enough to dominate the cultivation realm, she still hasn't forgotten herself, and this alone is enough to make the old madman happy like a child.

"You haven't forgotten me, then I can go to you with confidence, even if it's just to be a friend and silently protect you, this is already my biggest wish in this life!"

The old madman stretched out his hand and gently touched the love thread, which was the last and only connection between him and the Qinglian Emperor.

"I'm afraid you'll forget me, and I just want to protect you and watch you like I used to, just like I used to be, and I've always been like that, how good would that be......"

As he spoke, the old madman smiled with a smile of great satisfaction and happiness on his face.

At this moment, the old madman suddenly remembered many, many, many, things before.

However, this happiness and satisfaction came and went quickly, just when the old madman was still reminiscing about the past.

Boom!

I saw that, in the void, implicated the old madman and the Qinglian Emperor, representing the love thread of friendship between the two, but suddenly made a crisp sound.

Swish!

The love thread that was originally revealed above the old madman's head was broken in response.

"No!"

The old madman, who was still immersed in memories and had a happy face, suddenly changed his face, and his face, which was originally full of smiles, instantly became hideous.

The old madman's face was hideous, the boss with a pair of eyes open, instantly covered with terrifying bloodshots, his eyes were almost bursting out, full of incredulity, disbelief at the top of his head, the love thread that broke in response.

"No! Don't ......"

In the eyes of the old madman, tears broke out in an instant, and in an instant he fell from heaven to hell.

The old madman was like crazy, trying to grab the broken thread on top of his head, trying to reconnect it.

But the broken thread of love slowly dissipated into the void.

"Wielding the wisdom sword, slashing the love silk, the Qinglian Emperor, is finally about to start taking the last step!"

Looking at the old madman's broken and dissipated love thread, Tang Yi sighed slightly in his heart.

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