He is one with the six spirits, and they are one man.

It's just that, in the same body, the consciousness of the soul is split.

His love is no less than that of Huang Yujin.

The sky was already bright, and Qianhuan looked straight outside, with a complicated look in his eyes.

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Huang Yujin searched for two days and two nights, and he searched all the places An An had been to and wanted to go, but he never saw half of the corners of his clothes.

He sat blankly on the big rock by the stream.

Behind him, a cascading waterfall crashed into the stream, making a rattling sound.

The splash of water soon soaked the corners of his clothes.

His dark eyes looked at one place, and a red figure seemed to appear in front of him, smiling with a jingling bell, barefoot, stepping on the gurgling stream one by one.

"An An ......"

Huang Yujin stood up violently and was about to walk over there.

As soon as he stood up, the image in front of him was like smoke, and it dissipated in a moment.

Here, he brought An An here.

Huang Yujin, who has lived for so many years, feels very powerless at the moment.

What is he going to do...... How can I ...... Keep her!

Xun Qing stood far away from Huang Yujin, and he followed Huang Yujin for as long as he was looking for.

Looking at this big Huang Yujin that he had seen since he was a child, his heart was a little distressed.

In fact, Huang Yujin knows everything in his heart, but he doesn't want to be so clear about everything.

An An, that is, Fengshenyue, she hid from everyone and left secretly, as for what she was going to do, Xunqing really didn't know.

Huang Yujin sat at the bottom of the waterfall and sat all day, not knowing what he was thinking.

It wasn't until the sun set that he slowly stood up and shouted silently: "Xunqing..."

In the blink of an eye, Xun Qing appeared beside him.

"Yu Jin."

"Pure World Circle, how much do you know?"

Xun Qing thought for a moment: "I have only read this magic circle in books, and I have not heard that anyone has tried it. ”

Huang Yujin's dark eyes blinked, and he didn't hesitate for a moment: "Go and help me find that book." Then, he turned into an afterimage and disappeared into the sky.

Pure World Circle......

Xun Qing was stunned for a moment, not knowing what was going on in his heart, and then followed Huang Yujin's footsteps.

By the time Xunqing found the book among the thousands of books in the Library Pavilion, it was already three days later.

Huang Yujin sat under the Bodhi tree, quietly looking at the floating clouds, motionless.

It wasn't until Xun Qing handed the book to him that he had a little reaction.

After handing over the book to Huang Yujin, Xun Qing didn't speak, turned around and left.

Now that more than a year has passed in the human world, and there are constant wars everywhere, destroying all lives, and the Six Realms have been in chaos.

And the Demon Realm doesn't know what kind of enchantment has been made by a thousand illusions, only people from the Demon Realm can enter and exit at will.

And they, as soon as they get closer, are like fire, and they can't move an inch in the land of the Demon Realm.

After Xun Qing left the fairy world, he went in the direction of Qingqiu.

Now Emperor Tianli seems to have changed because of Ye Qinglan's unknown life and death, and it just so happened that at this time, the demon soul was born, and An An was gone, and Huang Yujin was very embarrassed to turn the sky over.

Their Huang family, did the suffering fall on these two children?

These two boys also grew up with him watching.

Seeing them like this, his heart was also like a knife, and now, he still has to find a way to completely destroy that demon soul.

When Xunqing arrived in Qingqiu, Yuezichen had just returned from the Fox King's Palace, and he came back with Emperor Tianli and Yue Enchanting.

Di Tianli was still silent, Yue Zichen also lost his hippie smiling face in the past, and his face was a little pale like Yue Enchanting.

Xun Qing's eyes were dark, and he said, "Qingqiu has also been attacked by resentful spirits and demons? ”

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