Xue Yan stared at the black robe floating towards him in front of him, and on the body of this black-robed man, he felt the breath of death belonging to Mu Liusheng.

But this breath is higher than death, that is to say, above death, and coexist with the highest existence.

"Those who violate the laws of the galaxy will live or die!"

Listening to the voice that is exactly the same as Mu Liushang, mixed with majesty and hoarseness, the simple and powerful power continues to invade the entire interstellar.

The huge existence is also constantly crushing the only ice field in this interstellar space, and the interstellar is shrouded in darkness and death!

Xue Yan looked at the black-robed man in front of him who Mu Liusheng had turned into after his death, and his eyes were full of solemnity.

Whether the person in front of him is Mu Liushang or not, Xue Yan doesn't know, because this black-robed man doesn't look like it!

He didn't know what was going wrong, and he didn't know what was going on.

Xue Yan looked at the black shadow in the sky and swooped directly towards himself from the sky.

The black robe he was wearing also kept making a rustling wind sound in the starry sky, swooping down directly from the starry sky.

After watching Xue Yan dodge the attack of the black-robed man, the black-robed man's wrist flipped, and the entire sickle came sideways and slashed directly towards Xue Yan.

But because of Xue Yan's timely evasion, he only rubbed the clothes at the waist and the skin on the waist.

Bright red blood continued to seep into the blood beads, staining the white coat outside.

The two parties looked at each other, and Xue Yan had been exploring whether this guy was the interstellar law of death.

But he found a difference in many places, although the guy in front of him really looked like Mu Liusheng, the law of death, but this lifeless feeling was not her!

But it's not!

Because, he didn't know why, there was always a voice in his heart telling him the answer: this person is not Mu Liushang!

Then, Xue Yan continued to dodge the attack from the black-robed man, and behind the black-robed man, two black wings were instantly opened.

There is a wisp of white mixed with the black wings, but this is just a pattern, but it is black in many places.

When he saw the two wings, coupled with the black robe in front of him, Xue Yan seemed to think of something!

But he couldn't remember it vaguely, because it was only a glimpse he had glimpsed a long time ago, and there was a record of it.

However, I haven't seen it in real life, just something like an interstellar legend.

However, I don't remember that book, and it seems to contain many, many things.

It is vaguely recorded that there is only one way to defeat this thing, and that is its opposite.

And at this moment, a sickle slashed directly down from Xue Yan's face, and Xue Yan's two eyes widened as he looked at the face under the black robe in front of him.

It was a pair of black eyes that were nothing, just like what Mu Liushang had seen when he closed his eyes before.

Although it was only for a moment, it was completely the same face.

Plus the pair of eyes that have been seen before. and, as well as the slightly bulging fangs that emerge from the mouth.

The whole black robe and the pair of wings seem to slowly let Xue Yan's memory gradually unravel.

It was a memory of the past, but it had long been completely forgotten, but at this time, it had to be remembered.

Xue Yan reached out and touched the center of his entire face that had just been scratched, and then kept stroking the deep wound with his fingers.

If it weren't for his great strength, if it were an ordinary person, I am afraid he would have died a long time ago.

But because of this, Xue Yan constantly felt that the wounds on his body slowly returned to the original appearance before the injury.

And he reached out and touched the wound on his face that was getting shallower and shallower, and I am afraid that it would not be long before he fully recovered.

If it weren't for this fight, I wouldn't have found out that the self-healing power was so powerful.

And the guy floating in mid-air was holding the scythe tightly in his palm when he saw this scene.

It seems to exude a more intimidating power.

Slowly, Xue Yan felt that most of the interstellar power was evacuated, and the hand holding the sickle kept making a "creaking" sound.

It's like a crunch of fingers that are constantly moving because of stiffness.

Xue Yan held the scalpel in his palm tightly, he desperately wanted to know the truth.

So now he wants to grab the guy in front of him and let it tell Mu Liusheng where he is, he doesn't believe that Mu Liusheng is actually dead.

And from Xue Yan's hand, holding the scalpel, he rushed towards the guy above the sky.

The sickle held in the black-robed man's hand also kept cutting through the cuffs of the snow inkstone, the clothes on his chest, etc.

But in the same way, Xue Yan's scalpel flew directly through the sickle and penetrated the abdomen of the black-robed man.

I only heard a muffled snort, and the transparent colorless blood flowing from my abdomen made Xue Yan more sure of one thing.

And just when Xue Yue wanted to step forward and approach the black-robed man, the sickle turned around and appeared behind Xue Yan directly from the back of the black-robed man on the other side.

And the black blade slashed directly at Xue Yan's waist, but the black-robed man only heard a muffled snort from Xue Yan.

With Xue Yan's movements, the black-robed man was gradually caught in the arms of Xue Yan, and then grabbed the black robe.

And inside the black robe, lying was an eleven or twelve-year-old girl who was constantly curling up.

When Xue Yan saw that the eyes like Mu Liushang were staring at him tightly, she felt a little more joy in her heart.

However, knowing that this is fake, I still involuntarily indulge in it, I just don't want to wake up.

I don't know why, there would be such an intimate act towards the law of death!

Xue Yan became more interested in his lost memories.

And looking at the girl in her arms, she kept fighting to get rid of the energy shield cast by the snow inkstone covering energy.

Then he knew that the black-robed man was holding a scythe in his hand and walked towards the energy protection shield, and at this moment, he saw that the energy cage was gradually cut in half.

Because of this, Xue Yan knew that this was a bird that couldn't be closed. If you want her not to fly, you have to break her wings.

Then, the four pairs of eyes kept looking at each other, and they could only see endless indifference and coldness in each other's eyes.

It's just that the black-robed man now looks like a miniature version of a twelve- or thirteen-year-old Mu Liusheng since he was taken off, his hat and clothes.

With the body of a cute and cute little girl, and a cold look on her face, it is really a little ......

To be honest, Xue Yan has now seen Mu Liushang when he was a child.