"Young master!"

When the rebirth array below the secluded gate began to be noisy, the catkins and the red sky, which were originally completely unapproachable, changed their faces and instantly pounced, but they were once again violently bounced away by the six rays of light that enveloped the secluded que.

The bodies of the catkins and the red sky had become thin and transparent, and they looked like they were about to disappear at any moment, but the two blue and red crystals in the formation in front of them were getting brighter and brighter, and the glowing light seemed to summon them, and it seemed to devour them completely.

Chikong squinted his eyes, grabbed Liu Wu's wrist and took a few steps back, staring at the dazzling rebirth array with a gloomy face.

Liu Fu said anxiously: "We don't have much time, but the formation has not yet been completed, if the young master wakes up at this time, his soul will be seriously injured beyond healing!" ”

After the trip to the Dark Luo Confession, they returned to the old site of Shura City with Zhen Qianhong and were sealed into this reincarnation array.

The moment they touched the Rebirth Array, the Purple General and the Orange General disappeared into the Soul Crystal, as if they were fused with the Soul Crystal, and then swallowed by the Rebirth Array.

It was Yu Baisheng and Qinghe who tried their best to get Chikong and Liu Wu out of the confinement of the Rebirth Array, and let the two of them go out to find Pei Yuetong to help the young master, but they didn't expect that as long as the two of them left the stone room where the Rebirth Array was located, the vitality on their bodies would pass wildly, making the two of them almost scattered.

They can't get out of Guanjiu County at all.

Liu Wu Chikong didn't know what Zhen Qianhong's current situation was, but he intuitively felt that this rebirth array was not as simple as they thought.

They can clearly feel that Zhen Qianhong's soul has been seriously injured, and he needs a steady stream of spiritual energy to nourish his soul, and only after his injury has healed can he break the barrier and see the light of day again, and the Youque Knife is to provide him with spiritual energy, but all the creatures close to the old site of Shura City have been drained of their vitality by Yuque, and even the catkins and red sky have become extremely weak and weak because of the long-term guarding and wear and tear.

"Xiaorong." Chikong gritted his teeth slightly, and turned his head to look at the heavy stone gate behind him.

Liu Fu was thinking about the young master, and he didn't notice the strange breath of Fang Cai, but he didn't miss the imprint that originated from the origin of the Shura clan, which was clearly the breath of Rong An, and - it was still like when he was in the Shura Ghost Domain in his previous life, he was the most pure and clean and full of obsession before he died.

"Xiaorong?" Liu Wu's face also changed, and after Chikong's reminder, she also found the residual breath, her already white lips trembled slightly, and her five fingers pinched into the palm of her hand, "The secret technique of the white general?" How can it be! Xiao Rong him, can you say ......"

The eyes of the two fell on the rebirth array again, and they suddenly understood why the breath that had been quiet for days suddenly became agitated, but that speculation made the two of them feel cold in their hearts, and the catkins were even more black in front of their eyes, and their chests were painful, and they almost lost their minds and rushed out desperately.

Rong An has always been by Pei Yuetong's side, with his current identity and the memories of his previous life from thirty-three days, he is no longer a young man who follows behind the eight generals, but has suddenly become the first fighting general of Jialan who is decisive in killing.

Such a Rong An, if it weren't for the life-and-death situation, would never easily use the secret techniques of the Yu family.

Because except for Bai Jiang Yu Bai Sheng, anyone who makes the secret technique of blood sacrifice will have to pay the price of his life.

Xiaorong is dead?

The one that represents the last hope of their clan, except for Zhen Qianhong, the only successful rebirth is not in the form of a soul crystal, but a child in the world.

The child who was the first to fall on the Stygian Sea for the sake of their whole clan has once again repeated the tragedy of the past?

"Catkins!" Seeing that Liu Wu's pupils were constricted, Chikong looked like he had been hit and his mind was broken, and he grabbed her hand hard and scolded: "You sober me up!" If you and I also return to the Rebirth Array, the young master will wake up immediately! His current Divine Soul couldn't withstand the power of the Rebirth Array at all! ”

However, the souls of the two of them had already been hit hard, and they were only holding on with a trace of obsession, and at this time, Liu Wu's heart was suddenly traumatized, and he didn't hear half of the words in the air.

The next moment, the light of the rebirth array centered on the secluded que suddenly blazed, and the willow catkins' body trembled, and then turned into a streamer, and the whole disappeared into the secluded que.

"Catkins!" Chikong subconsciously stretched out his hand, but he couldn't catch anything, but because the catkins were ingested into the array, the water-colored soul crystal that belonged to her rose rapidly, and the spiritual power in the rebirth array also began to skyrocket.

Chikong only felt a powerful suction coming from the front, and he didn't have time to react at all, so he was immediately included in the fire-colored soul crystal along with the catkins.

There was a loud bang -

The entire Guanjiu County began to shake.

There were layers of black mist rolling up with a strong dead qi flowing into the rebirth array in Shura City.

The light of the Phantom Que Knife became darker and darker, as if it had opened an abyss of dead silence, and the ground of the stone chamber pointed by the tip of the knife began to crack inch by inch, shattering and dying like a spider's web.

Inside the tomb, a piercing scream came.

Those blood-colored yin and yang and Hecao raised their heads in an instant, and they all headed towards the ancient city pool that gradually became clear in the air, as if bowing to the ancient king, the sharp cry could almost penetrate everyone's eardrums, and even Ji Bai and Ming Qianjue covered their ears with shuddering, and there were bursts of chill in their hearts.

In the gloomy dead silence, only Pei Yuetong was not affected by the rich death gas around her, but seemed to have returned to the place that should belong to her and fit her best, standing quietly in place, staring at Rong An, who could no longer perceive the breath.

The man who appeared in front of her ten years ago, as clean and holy as the moon and the breeze.

The man she hated and rejected at first, but then followed her all the time, a brother and a friend.

Closed his eyes in front of her in such a way?

Pei Yuetong never cared about anyone in her previous life, and it wasn't until this life that she had Zhen Qianhong, two children raised by Bai Xi and Xuanyin, and even more people like Rong An Yueshuo who followed her without hesitation and unconditionally.

She thought she didn't care, she thought she was cold by nature.

It's just that when I saw Rong An's calm and even white face with a hint of relief, those eyes that seemed to never open again-

Pei Yuetong once again felt the pain of losing a little wolf cub.

She suddenly raised her hand and grabbed it directly towards Rong An.

But at this moment, the space in front of him was suddenly torn apart by a powerful force.

A white and slender hand, with distinct joints, and extremely beautiful and good-looking, suddenly appeared in front of her, passed through the dead silence of the tomb, and clasped it on her wrist.

In the distance, the movement of Shura City has not stopped, and the earth and mountains have not calmed down.

However, a person appeared in front of Pei Yuetong so suddenly, stepping through the confusion in the valley and standing silently in front of her.

At the moment when he appeared, the dead air in the tomb suddenly suffocated, lingering around Pei Yuetong, and the breath of evil thoughts that had not completely faded was like seeing the most feared evil ghost, and it quickly faded cleanly.

Pei Yuetong's thoughts were still a little sluggish, and she was still a little blank for a while, so she slowly looked up at the man who was holding her, her delicate eyebrows frowned slightly, as if she was covered with a layer of incomprehension.

The man in front of her was very familiar, and the familiar had been seared into her blood and bones, but it made her feel a little trance, as if she had never known him.