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The breeze sent a very seductive voice, like a hammer, and the words hit Jiang An's heart. At that moment, he even cried with joy! Jiang An knelt on the ground, his eyes flashed with hope, he looked around, looking for the source of the voice, "Senior, senior, please save her...... If, if you can......" Jiang An'an trembled and closed his eyes. "If you can save her......"

"If you are willing to agree to three conditions to me."

The voice suddenly grew old, and he looked around, but he still couldn't find the source, but it was like whispering in his ear, resounding in his heart.

"I do, I do!" That promise, without going through the brain, was completely blurted out, Jiang An looked around, crying with joy, "Senior, please save her, no matter what the price, as long as you want, as long as I have it, as long as I can still get it, the sea of swords and fires will also be taken for you!" ”

"I implore my seniors to save Ah Wei's life!" Jiang An looked around, trying to find the source of the voice, even if there was the only glimmer of hope left, he had to use all his strength to hold on.

Between the green mountains and green waters, the outline of a person gradually faded out, Jiang An looked at it, it was a white-haired old woman, holding a strange-looking dragon head crutches, it seemed that she was not young, and her body was still healthy.

She raised her hand, her voice was hoarse from old age, and stretched out her hand towards Jiang An, "Give her to me." ”

Jiang An didn't dare to refuse, and handed over the woman who had been dead for a long time in his arms, with a sincere gaze, "I hope that the seniors will be merciful and save her life!" ”

The white-haired old man took Mo Ruowei next, and the dragon head cane in his hand lit out a peach blossom in the center of her eyebrows, and the woman's body became transparent, like the night dew that gradually faded in the early morning of autumn, dissipating between heaven and earth, and disappearing without a trace.

"Ah Wei—" Jiang An stretched out his hand. He tried to hold the dissipating figure, but his hand passed through the ethereal shoulders, and he hung his head, his eyes blank, not knowing where to look.

"She has come back to life, in a corner of heaven and earth, where you don't know." The old man closed his eyes, and his voice was empty. "I am the King of Illusions, the Ancestor of Illusion."

Jiang An's face was irrepressibly ecstatic. He bowed his head. I wanted to ask something, but I choked up on a sentence and closed my eyes.

It was as if he saw what he was thinking. The Phantom King glanced at Jiang An and said slowly, "Young man, if you can take me three times without dying, you will still have a chance to meet again." She paused. If you die, you don't need to ask any more questions. ”

Jiang An gritted his teeth and raised his head with a long laugh, "Why not?" ”

"You have to pay attention, the magic of Haolian Ancient Capital is far from what you Yuehua people can imagine. The fighting, killing and killing on the battlefield are all child's play, victory and defeat. Life and death, the magic of the ancient capital of Haolian, can be determined by turning the sleeves. The Phantom King stepped forward and quietly patted Jiang An on the shoulder, and the dark knotted handprints were mixed with some white points of light. invisibly penetrated into Jiang An's body. "It's an illusion."

For a moment, Jiang An only felt that he was in the ice and snow. Everything around him was snow-white, and the snow was flying, covering his body and his heart. The temperature was getting lower and lower, and Jiang An's upper and lower teeth began to tremble. No, no, such a bitter cold, you will die! Jiang An was taken aback, and immediately meditated to resist this severe cold, his hands and feet were stiff and he couldn't move. The biting coldness seeped from Jiang An's skin, seeped into his bones, and seeped into his internal organs, freezing his whole body into ice.

I don't know how long the cold that was enough to freeze people lasted, and the Phantom King also had a solemn face, observing the changes around Jiang An's body, until he saw the blue star streaks looming on his forehead, he breathed a sigh of relief.

The Phantom King was engrossed, and the secret handprint was pressed on Jiang An's forehead, gradually dispelling the overwhelming cold, Jiang An felt that his body was much warmer and more comfortable, but the temperature around him kept rising, rising, and there was no downward trend at all. This...... Is it fire? Jiang An gritted his teeth, his wrist flipped, his luck resisted, and the corners of his lips also oozed a trace of blood, and after a while, fine and dense beads of sweat stretched out from his forehead, and the temperature around him rose rapidly, twenty degrees, thirty degrees, forty degrees, fifty degrees...... His strength was drained little by little, until he could no longer exercise his strength to resist the heat, and in an instant, he felt like he was in a raging fire, and the raging fire swallowed him little by little, such an extreme heat, unbearable, unbearable!

However, he must endure, if he gives up, if he gives up the last chance to survive...... It's another goodbye. He'd already lost her twice, and it hurt so much, could he have lost a third time? All of this could have been changed! Jiang An suddenly raised his head and shouted, and the strong energy that rose to the sky was actually a giant dragon that led out of the sky, shattering the palm print of the Phantom King!

This...... The Phantom King was shocked when he saw this, and while he was surprised, he also showed a little appreciation on his face.

Suddenly, there was a coolness all around him, and before he could react, the last handprint of the Phantom King had condensed to the center of his eyebrows. The last blow, the last blow, Jiang An gritted his teeth, and suddenly felt extremely itchy all over his body, as if he was bitten by thousands of ants and bitten by thousands of mosquitoes, so that he did not have the slightest mood to resist. Jiang An raised his hand and tried to scratch the itchy parts of his body, but the feeling was deep into the bones, a strange itch that burst out from the inside of the body, and it could be easily resisted without scratching. Jiang An's nails scratched his body with blood, but the strange itch only increased. This feeling is much more painful than extreme pain! The last blow, Jiang An gritted his teeth and told himself that this was the last blow, and he couldn't give up, he must not give up!

Blood poured out from the corners of his lips, and the petals dripped on the ground in front of him, Jiang An closed his eyes and meditated, but he had already lost consciousness.

At some point, his sanity slowly recovered, and his body became unusually comfortable. Jiang An opened his eyes weakly and saw the white-haired old man in front of him, looking at him kindly, and there seemed to be unspeakable compassion in his eyes.

"I ...... Am I still alive? Jiang An looked up weakly and asked the Phantom King.

"Not dead." The Phantom King flicked his sleeves and turned around, "You're not dead, you're just a different way of existing." The Phantom King slowly closed his eyes, and a long call sounded in his heart, a divine messenger, who had been in the moon for many years. It's time for you to come back too...... Haolian Ancient Capital is your home, home!

"Huh?" Jiang An turned his head and spat out a mouthful of blood, puzzled, obviously hearing the Phantom King's murmur.

"Nothing." The Phantom King flicked his sleeves and threw a delicate medicine bottle into Jiang An's hand, "Drink it, from now on, you will lose your memories for three years, and after three years." You will meet her again, and by that time you will have all your memories back. When you remember today's words. You must come to Haolian Ancient Capital to accompany me for a year, and the woman named Ye Shuifu will remember you again in five years, and then, what is fate. It's up to you to grasp it. ”

Jiang An looked at the delicate white porcelain vial, didn't think much about it, raised his head and drank the unknown medicine in the bottle.

The medicine entered the abdomen, the vial in his hand fell to the ground suddenly, Jiang An's eyes became pitch black, and the figure of the old man in front of him gradually faded. There is only one sentence left in your head, remember to remember......

When he woke up, Jiang An found himself dressed in white and sleeping on the side of the road. As if his mind had been emptied, he was blank, leaving only his own name, Jiang An, and the long sword in his arms, Chasing the Wind. Whenever he tried to think about everything that had happened, his mind exploded in pain......

No one knows anymore. Where did Prince Donglai go...... Everything after that. As happened the other day.

The ancient capital of Haolian, 3,000 zhang in the center of the Inabat Desert.

Demon Palace Demon Cave.

The bewitching woman reclined on the throne, dressed in red, and her slender jade fingers curled her snow-white hair lightly, flowing with anticipation, flowing out of ten thousand styles. If it weren't for the enchanting and coldness that permeated her body, everyone who saw her would sigh for fear that this woman should only be in the sky, and I don't know who fell into the dust!

At this moment, Bing Ningxue lay on her side on the throne, putting on a lazy posture, her soft and slender hands gently caressing the cheeks of the man beside her. That's the old Demon King. His eyes were blank, he stood fixedly, his face was filled with a light gray death, his soul had already been withdrawn, and what stood there was just a stiff body, the demon king of the first hero, had already died in the overwhelming conspiracy ten years ago.

A smile appeared at the corner of the bewitching woman's mouth, still with a hint of evil charm. In her hand, a delicate crystal ball was turned. At first glance, the crystal ball was extremely pure, but when you looked closely, the center was filled with a blood-colored mist in the shape of a human. Ice Freezing Snow raised her hand and turned slightly, and the mist in the center of the crystal ball gradually dissipated, revealing a figure.

"What an event, Phantom King, Prince." The woman's lips opened slightly, squinted at the figure in the crystal ball, and teased, "As soon as she intervenes, I don't know how much I think about it!" The woman chuckled and teased the plaything in her hand. The crystal ball seemed to have life, and with a tremble, it slipped from her hand, fell on the jade steps, and rolled far away. The woman's brows furrowed slightly, and she said angrily, "Hey...... You're naughty......" She lifted her long skirt and stepped down from the throne to pick up the tumbling crystal ball.

Suddenly, there was a trip under his feet, and Bing Xue fell on the jade floor, "Hey...... Clothes are a real thing! With a complaint, Bing Ningxue raised her hand and tore the gorgeous dress to shreds, "Waste! Don't come and help me yet! She turned back to the Demon King and roared hysterically, "Old thing! The Demon King was still expressionless, his eyes glazed, and he mechanically walked to her side, and stiffly lifted the woman in red with his hands and feet.

"A puppet is a puppet, it's really not easy to use!" Bing Ningxue pushed away the demon king's hand in disgust, muttering, "Don't touch me with your hands!" With that, he returned to the throne in a huff.

"Prince...... Second princess, she is really obedient! She stroked the crystal ball, feeling the faint throbbing of the people inside. The crystal ball trembled, as if it was struggling violently. "Don't bother, my prince," she chuckled, unusually bewitching. "The thousand-year ice prison is specially prepared by the gods for you, and after nearly ten years, can't you settle down?"

"What?" The woman listened, "Your sister? Hahaha......" shrill laughter echoed in the empty demon palace for weeks, "your sister...... What a silly girl! She's a lot more obedient than you......"

The figure in the crystal ball seemed to be greatly stimulated, trembled slightly, and then gradually disappeared......

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