"She may not wake up yet, so let's test the results of the past three years." Gongsun Jin smiled treacherously as always.

"How?" Bei Mingyang asked.

"When I first came to this place, all the way, I was innocent and protected by Duanmu, and now, it's our turn to take revenge and set foot here." Dongfang Chen fiddled with the abacus on his waist.

"Yes, conquer here, let's separate to conquer and test." Murong Xuan patted the dust on his body and pulled the shrunken shirt on his body.

"Good. However, Zi'er must be with me. Zong Zhengquan expressed his determination, he could do anything, but he couldn't be separated from Lu Zi'er.

"No, I also want to prove my own ability, and we will go our separate ways." After Lu Zi'er finished speaking, she looked at the oasis in the distance: "When the time comes, we will meet there." ”

They will eventually cross the ghostly swamp in search of their faith.

"There has to be a deadline!" Dongfang Chen asked, you can't waste too much time here!

"Half a month." Gongsun Jin smiled.

This time, he was not polite to those weapons left over from the ancient battlefield of gods and demons, and he would definitely be able to sell them for a good price.

Several thieves laughed, they had the same thoughts, looking at the oasis from afar, where all their beliefs and support were there.

The only oasis is actually a small island, and at this moment, on that small island, a hundred flowers bloomed three years ago, never withering, and every day a hundred kinds of flowers bloom and are colorful.

Among the flowers, there is a jade bed, on which lies a woman, her black hair is like a pure black night, her eyebrows are like green mountains in the distance, her eyelashes are thick and dense and long, curved and curled, and she sticks to her post one by one, with a straight garlic nose and a red lip.

She lay there quietly, the wind caressing her turquoise clothes.

A man dressed in white came to her with a basket of flowers, helped her to sit on top of him, freshened her, and put on a new flower crown.

"Niuniu, this ink lotus is blooming! The lotus seeds are delicious, I'll grind them into powder and put them on your face, okay? ”

The man who spoke had a tender face that could drown, he was not the always cold Duanmu Wuxie, who was he.

It's just that in the past three years, his facial features have transformed into more three-dimensional, and he is soul-stirring.

On the periphery of the hundred flowers, the nine men in black who had been serving respectfully heard the words sent by the breeze, and they couldn't help but shiver and clenched their arms.

The eight men involuntarily looked at their leader, it was really their master who spoke so softly, really from the mouth of the demon?

The boss has been serving by the master's side, how did he survive?

The man in black in the lead directly ignored the compassionate gaze cast at him, closed his eyes, closed his lips, tucked his abdomen, straightened his chest, and wrapped his hands around him.

Isn't that all there is to it? Haven't they gotten used to it in the past three years?

The master is willing to give up everything for her to die for her, just a few words of love is nothing.

Three years ago, he walked into the Ghost Swamp without hesitation, he walked through the Ghost Swamp with love, invincible, intimidating all the creatures in the Ghost Swamp, the fearless and unapologetic spirit, the invincible, the ruthlessness that killed all those who stood in the way.

The determination to die, the determination to die together, who can stop it!

There is only one person in the heavens and the earth who can stop him, and there is only one who lies in his arms.