Hearing these words, Emperor Yuan's expression changed suddenly, and he looked at him, "Burning Shadow Sword Technique?" ”

"Yes! Lord Lu said so, but he died as soon as he finished speaking...... Moreover, that man looked like the man who slaughtered several sects in the Upper God Realm more than three hundred years ago...... It's a lot like. ”

Emperor Yuan's eyes were cold, although he didn't speak, but the cold emanation from his body made the figure kneeling on the ground suddenly condense a layer of ice.

"Mo Yan." Emperor Yuan gently spit out these two words.

It seems to contain a kind of vendetta, and the tone is with a faint killing intent.

"That's right, also, and!" Only then did he remember the most important thing, "Lord Divine Venerable! The little girl, she said...... "He swallowed," she said, and she said, she was...... Yes, Ji Tianxin, that's it, the Ji Tianxin who fell more than 300 years ago! ”

As soon as he said this, the man in front of him suddenly thought that he was petrified and froze in place.

His pupils shrunk, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.

"What did you say?" He muttered open, with a hint of abruptness in his expression.

He stared at the people on the ground, "You say it again? Who is she? ”

He bent his fingers slightly, and in the blink of an eye, he sucked the man on the ground into his hand, clasped his throat, and tightly suppressed a devastating excitement in his tone, "She said, who is she?" ”

"Ah......" the white-robed man could only open his mouth with difficulty," she said...... She was...... Season...... Ji Tianxin ......"

As soon as Emperor Yuan's fingers were released, the man in his hand immediately fell to the ground.

And his whole person seemed to be stunned, "It's her...... She's not dead......"

She's not dead......

He laughed, "She's not dead...... She's still alive......"

But soon the smile was suppressed, and the complexity in his eyes seemed to swallow his whole being.

It was a darkness hidden in the deepest depths.

Suddenly, he took a step and disappeared into the place in the blink of an eye.

In the flower field on the mountain behind the temple, a pupilless woman sits on a swing and gently blocks it.

Her expression was blank, and even the movement of the swing seemed to be mechanical.

The loose white dress wrapped her slender body and looked more delicate and boneless, as if she would be blown away by the wind when the wind blew gently.

Especially sitting on the swing, she seems to be like a paper man, and she is frighteningly weak.

Suddenly, she stopped shaking the swing and slowly turned her head to look at the other side.

Although the two black hole-like eyes had no pupils, she could still feel her gaze fall on the man in front of her.

"You're back." She said slowly, the corners of her mouth raised, with a little joy.

Hearing her words, seeing her as if she was waiting for his little daughter, the original emotions on her face gradually dissipated.

He laughed too, walked over to her, raised his hand, and gently stroked her jet-black hair.

"Did Tianxin miss me?" He spoke with a hint of anticipation.

"Think?" There was a hint of doubt in the woman's voice.

Then he shook his head inexplicably.

He gently reassured, "It's okay. ”

When he saw her, his mind calmed down.

Smiled lightly, only with her there, it was enough.

Bending down slightly, he left a kiss in front of her forehead.

"Don't worry, I'll get everything you have back......" he whispered, "As for the man......"

He stroked her hair gently, and his nice and gentle voice murmured like a lover, "Since you forgot...... You don't need to remember it anymore. ”