Fuso's emotions were very excited! The person I fell in love with at first sight was actually a man. What's even more bloody is that this man is also the ninth prince of the Nami royal family.

Xiaotian smiled slightly, but his gaze at Fusang was a little complicated, and then he looked at Long Aotian and asked indifferently, "Where is the inheritor?" ”

"Until now, you still want to find the inheritor, if I tell you that the inheritor is not here, and has been gone for a thousand years, what will you do?" Long Aotian asked calmly, the butterfly on his shoulder actually stopped, and he stood tightly on Long Aotian's shoulder and seemed to be waiting for Xiaotian's answer.

"Me?" Xiao Tian suddenly felt that he seemed to kill the inheritor or be killed, and he never thought about what would happen in the future, whether he would continue to cultivate until he was transcendent.

"Killing him will remove my inner demons, and I will be more confident in reaching transcendence on the path of cultivation, this reason is enough, right?" Xiaotian said. Originally, I always thought that my Dao heart was very firm, but even if I said it now, I didn't seem to have enough confidence. Is detachment that easy? If you can really reach the realm of detachment, why this space, so many years have passed, yourself

But there is not a single detached person, or the detached person appears but it is only a flash in the pan, as for where the detached person goes? Xiaotian didn't know, maybe he was in another dimension.

"Ridiculous, you might have some fun doing this. Detachment, Nami Cloudy and Fluttershy are both detached, but where are they? Every detached person brings not power and profit, but killing, killing like hell. Do you know, 600,000 years ago, the God Emperor was transcendent, and what was in exchange for it was that there were only three of the 10,000 races in this world. Long Aotian said with a little melancholy.

Xiaotian frowned, isn't the God Emperor Long Aotian? As for Long Aotian to be resurrected from the dead, Xiao Tian can't even figure it out now, can people really be resurrected after they die? Long Aotian was definitely dead, and even his corpse was destroyed into nothingness, but what happened to Long Aotian in front of him?

"Alright. Since I'm here, even if I don't kill you, you won't be able to leave, there is a ghost gate under your feet, and I can tell you clearly where I came from. It can also be clearly told that the strength that makes you have no resistance comes from there. But what if you know? Long Aotian shook his head and turned to leave.

Qiming clenched his fists, and his eyes were almost spewing fire.

"Qiming, can't you still see it? Let's go. Long Aotian said.

"Hmph, your life or death depends on your creation." Qiming gritted his teeth and left. A kind-hearted Qiming is eager to kill Xiaotian with his own hands to pay tribute to the countless souls who died at his hands. But at this moment, he suppressed the killing intent in his heart, turned around with hatred, and his back looked very lonely.

Fusang didn't leave and looked at Xiaotian with a complicated expression, sighed for a long time, took out a ghost exorcism charm from his arms and threw it over: "Let's go, never come back." The spell will be burned when it leaves the Terrans. ”

Fusang turned his head, and two lines of tears flowed down. It's not reluctant, it's aggrieved! A man looks more feminine than a woman. Seeing Xiaotian, Fuso felt that he had completely lost interest in the women of the world. This is a pit, a man-eating pit. Watching Xiaotian die, Fusang couldn't do it, he was still madly in love with him a few minutes ago! Although I think about it now, I am very aggrieved.

Xiao Tian reached out to catch the spell, his eyes narrowed, and he looked at the other party's back. I don't know why, at this moment, an idea suddenly popped up in Xiaotian's mind, if he was not the Nine Emperor Princes, but a woman of the Nami clan, what would happen to the end, he would suffer the contempt of countless people, he would have his own miserable childhood, would he be driven out of the imperial city? At this moment, Xiaotian suddenly realized that he was not very strong, and he didn't care about anything.

Although Fusang had a misunderstanding with himself, the other party's care and concern for him from the bottom of his heart was sincere, which Xiao Tian could feel, and it was precisely because of this that Xiao Tian wanted to kill Fu Sang several times but hesitated to do nothing.

Fusang looked up at the firmament of the Terran ancestral land, even though those were not really stars. Leave? So what are you doing here. Xiao Tian looked down at the charm in his hand again, and his eyes became firm.

Ghost Mansion, where Long Aotian came from, why can't he go, or can find his own answer.

So, Xiaotian jumped directly into the abyss. Without the slightest hesitation, in his heart, there is no hatred for the inheritor at the moment, but there is more madness, Xiaotian doesn't know what he has to do next, the right is at his fingertips, but does that make sense? He has already been trampled under his feet by himself, what else do he have to do!

Since you don't know what to do, the ghost mansion in the abyss may be your best choice.

Stepping into the ghost gate, the world became gray, and the surrounding land was scorched black. There could be no life here, not even the most inhospitable planet, but there were bare branches in the black earth. And it's alive.

Xiao Tian snapped off a branch, and the sap that was as red as blood flowed out. In the ghost mansion, Xiao Tian was still uncomfortable before, but after a while, he saw that in this dark world, he was not alone, and countless voices were thinking of a direction and slowly moving forward. There was not the slightest expression on their faces.

Following the direction in which these people walked, Xiao Tian soon saw a collapsing river, the color of the river was still blood-red, mixed with countless terrible roars, and the expressions of each head were very hideous.

However, the bridge quietly crosses the Yin River, and countless ghosts stand at the head of the bridge, but none of the ghosts can walk up. Meng Po sat at the head of the bridge, with a stove in front of her churning black flames, and a pot on it, constantly boiling hot.

"Don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry, it'll be fine soon. When the time comes, you can drink the Meng Po soup, and you can pass. Meng Po seemed to be talking to herself, and she seemed to be talking to the ghost at the head of the bridge with pity.

Xiaotian was curious why no one could go up to this bridgehead. So he stepped onto the bridge, all on guard, but nothing happened, so Xiaotian became even more puzzled.

"Alas, the guys of the Nami family think about an elf, they are all a group of stunned young people, don't you hear / The soup is almost ready, okay, you can pass." Meng Po sighed and said.

"Have you seen my ancestor?" Xiao Tian asked differently, although he only had a few words, Xiao Tian heard something unusual from it.

"That's right, that kid named Yuntian is inside. Why do you want to meet him? Meng Po raised her head and asked with a smile.

"I don't want to, but I want to see what's on the other side of the bridge?" Xiao Tian said, but his eyes fell on the bright flowers beside Meng Po. I don't know why, since the first time I saw this flower, Xiaotian had an indescribable feeling, as if his soul felt extremely comfortable.

"This is not a place for the living, and you can't walk this bridge." Meng Po shook her head and continued to boil the soup in the pot.

Xiao Tian frowned slightly, and a wave of arrogance surged into his heart, "There is no place in this world that I can't go." ”

When the words fell, Xiao Tian raised his feet without hesitation and stepped on the stairs, but nothing happened.

"Pretend!" Xiao Tian despised it and stepped forward again, but the strange thing was that no matter how he moved forward, Meng Po's distance remained the same as his own, although it was only a hundred meters, it seemed that he would never be able to finish.

Xiaotian stopped, looked down at the ground, there was nothing unusual, and after looking behind him, he came up thirteen steps, and now it is still the thirteenth step. The fire in my heart rose, the space changed, and it disappeared in an instant, and it was still in place when it appeared.

"Don't worry! Don't worry, the soup is about to be ready, drink Meng Po soup and go on the road. Reincarnation, there is kindness to repay kindness and grievances, the wish is not fulfilled, and the front edge continues. Meng Po started the chattering repeater function, and there was always a sentence in her mouth.

Xiao Tian frowned and stepped back cautiously, but Xiao Tian suddenly found that no matter what direction he was heading, even if he used the law of space, he would not be able to leave the same place for half a step.

However, the bridge, don't look back, the past is not over, but there is nothing to do. A bowl of Meng Po soup is a matter of life. Meng Po's tone changed again, and she became extremely complaining.

Xiaotian seems to understand whether he understands or not, he has never experienced all this, whether it is a mortal or a god, or a master like himself or a detachment like a god emperor, they are dead or dead, how can there be such a ghost mansion. What is reincarnation, Fluttershy's reincarnation bracelet, which has not had any effect for hundreds of thousands of years, and for what.

All this is a mystery, if in a thousand howling heavens would have scoffed, but now, seeing Long Aotian with his own eyes, what else can he say. The dead can be brought back to life. And what about those who are detached? Where did they go?

"I just want to find some answers." Xiaotian said lightly, and then sat on the steps, leaning on, but the railing of the bridge looked silently. Since you can't go, then don't go, and waiting is sometimes a kind of resistance.

"You're really annoying, if you beg me, or I'll let you go back." Meng Po looked at Xiao Tian and shook her head and said.

"Why do you ask you, if you want to tell me, you will naturally tell me, if you don't want to say, what's the use of me begging you?" Xiao Tian was still indifferent, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, his eyes narrowed, and he was actually at this bridgehead, closing his eyes and recuperating.

: Why are you still asking me to do things like this, knowing that I'm busy and you're lying on the side, it's so unfair. Meng Po stood up, looked at Xiao Tian and said very dissatisfied.