Song Sizhe seemed to be stepping on a divine dragon under his feet, descending from the sky, facing the light, and directly sent a spear into Wei Chiqian's chest, and then slowly landed in front of Su Muhan......

"Reincarnated Dragon ......"

Shi Changshi's face was slightly panicked, this was a peerless and strange talent who couldn't even invite Fengxue Hall.

"You...... You're not already ......"

Wei Chiqian was even more surprised: "Under the Three Mountains City, haven't you been given ...... by us?"

Song Sizhe was dressed in plain clothes, but in his simplicity, he had an arrogant look that despised all things in the world, but when his face turned in front of Su Muhan, an indescribable tenderness suddenly appeared between his eyebrows:

"I'm late......"

In an instant, all the scales and armor on Su Muhan's body faded, and tears suddenly appeared on his face that had been strong for too long: "I thought you were ......"

"Think I? He's dead? The corners of Song Sizhe's eyes were slightly curved, and he smiled with a spring breeze.

Su Muhan didn't answer, which was a tacit acquiescence.

On that day, after the big bird that covered the sky and the sun overturned the entire Sanshan City, Su Muhan lost consciousness not long after fighting with him, and when he woke up, he found that Song Sizhe was gone......

Is it really gone......

But there was a pool of very fresh blood on the ground outside the city, and there was a sword spike that Song Sizhe had hung on his sword all year round.

In such a situation, Su Muhan had to have some very bad associations.

Then in the month before the Jiazi War, Su Muhan searched all possible places between Kyoto and Sanshan City, including Kyoto itself, as well as Dragon Cliff, but there was no Song Sizhe.

Desolate and desolate, cold and cold, as if Song Sizhe had passed away.

Su Muhan really didn't expect that this guy would appear in such a way today.

Just when the whole world was targeting him, this guy actually appeared!

Grievance, joy, and excitement, Su Muhan had mixed feelings, and he was speechless for a while, only the sourness in the corners of his eyes.

Song Sizhe took Su Muhan into his arms with light hands, and only said: "Thank you for your hard work......

The familiar taste, the heartbeat of acquaintance, all of Su Muhan's armaments are temporarily unloaded at this moment, and he is just a simple self, a simple fourteen-year-old little woman......

"Song Sizhe! What do you mean?! Do you want to be in the company of this enchantress?! ”

Shi Changshi couldn't believe that the world-famous reincarnated dragon, a legendary young genius with a good reputation, actually held a demon girl in his arms at this moment?!

Unbelievable and unforgivable!

"So what?"

Song Sizhe's eyes were full of disdain!

"Then you are the enemy of the world's famous and decent families! Enemies of the justice of the world! ”

"So what?"

Song Sizhe is disdainful again, when did you Fengxuetang represent the justice of the world?

"Then you'll have to die with the enchantress!"

Shi Changshi exclaimed, and the other five people followed: "Biyun Sky Pure Sand!" ”

I saw that the six people in Fengxuetang clashed left and right in the running, stacking shadows up and down, and then the speed became faster and faster, and finally turned into a wind, directly blowing the sky out of a small clear sky, and the blue clouds appeared, spotless.

Everything that touched the wind came to naught in an instant, and it drifted away in the wind.

Song Sizhe didn't say a word, only pulled out the sword at his waist, jumped up, only to feel a flash of golden light pass by, Song Sizhe's sword retracted its scabbard again, and returned to Su Muhan's side.

Then, a string of crackling metal cracking sounds came, and the blue clouds and sky pure sand array instantly collapsed.