At a glance, he recognized that it was a natal magic weapon that belonged to the prison master and Xia Mi.

The natal magic weapon only has the master in its eyes, but as long as the master is still alive, the natal spirit treasure will automatically follow the master. At the moment, the reincarnation mirror, which is wandering aimlessly in the air, only shows one thing-

The prison master, who made the Three Realms look sideways, died and disappeared.

But, how is that possible? How, probably?!

This speculation was like a sharp awl, piercing the tip of his heart and making his mind dizzy. Barely controlling his crumbling body, Kunlun Jun cautiously stepped away. He seemed to have forgotten that the spiritual power in his body had recovered to its peak, and he could reach Xia Mi's location with just a few fingers. He seemed to have meant it that way, so that the road would be delayed indefinitely, so long that he would not have to face the terrible scene.

However, no matter how long the road is, there will be an end.

With Kunlun Jun's physique, in just a quarter of an hour, he returned to Kunlun Mountain from outside the mountains.

Zhong Lingyu's beautiful Kunlun Mountain is already a mess at the moment. The reincarnation mirror turned blankly for a long time, and suddenly noticed the approach of the person, and found that this person had a familiar aura, and immediately shook the mirror and plunged into Kunlun Jun's arms.

The slender and white jade-like fingers gently pinched the edge of the mirror, and Kunlun Jun carefully wiped the dust off the mirror, so that the mirror returned to its original appearance, and then cherished the mirror and put it on the place where the underwear was close to the chest.

The mirror rubbed against it, and it hurt so badly that he lay still on his stomach.

Bai Tuanzi's eyes were hot, and tears rolled down instantly. Kunlun Jun didn't seem to feel any sadness, and directly raised his feet and walked step by step in the direction of Xia Mi.

The dark robe fell to the ground and bloomed into flowers. The vivid dragon and phoenix are still vivid, as if they will fly up from the ground in the next second and soar in the sky. Kunlun Jun was not moved by this beautiful scenery, and carefully stretched out his finger to probe Xia Mi's face, he bent his eyes slightly, and his consistently low and cold voice revealed full tenderness, as if he had used a lifetime of tenderness and patience on it: "Mi Mi, I'm late." ”

The people on the ground did not reply, and their eyes were closed as if they had fallen asleep.

He didn't care, one arm passed under her neck, and the other carefully wrapped around Xia Mi's knee. After taking the person into his arms, he whispered again: "Don't be afraid...... I'll take you home......"

As his words fell, snow fell again. In a short time, a mess of ground and deep footprints were completely buried and frozen on this land.

There is no time in the mountains, and this is especially true for those who cultivate immortals. In the blink of an eye, a hundred years have flown by.

The Three Realms had been filled with turmoil from the previous turmoil—the post of Prison Master was vacant, but the Heavenly Dao had never instructed him to come down; Soul slaying makes the body die in the death pass, and there is no more ruthless and merciless soul slaying in the Three Realms; Kunlun is toppling, the reincarnation mirror is shattered, and the tasks of the fairy world and the netherworld have greatly increased......

And there are always countless messages in this zero, but none of them are worth one message-

Tiandao, who has never admitted defeat, has finally admitted defeat!

A thousand years ago, the prison master was born, happy and angry, love and hate, and he was the first to break the rules of the fairy family, and he was happy with Kunlun Jun. Heaven was furious, and sent a decree to make him suffer from the reincarnation of a hundred lifetimes, and think clearly in the chaos of the world, whether it is the people of the world and the common people who are important, or the small love of the individual is important.

However, it is also strange to say that no matter what identity she draws, what situation she encounters, and how difficult she is, she can always reach the point of loyalty and love in the end.

Heavenly Dao was not angry, and he moved his hands and feet in the last life, so that the soul slashing envoy would be the next one, and he would intervene sideways. The Soul Slayer with memories is proficient in illusion, and he is on the verge of victory by tampering with the memories of the prison master. For the smooth progress of the mission, he did not hesitate to leave Fang Ruhai left by Kunlun Jun together, just to save her life, so that she could take revenge in the future and kill the faint king for the common people. Unexpectedly, the prison master had a strong personality and strived to die, and the fierce game was forced to be interrupted again.

Then, Kunlun Jun exerted pressure and threw the prison master's soul into another world, and he got a chance to turn over. Loyalty, righteousness, love and love, the hundredth, they finally did it.

It was supposed to be a happy ending, but who expected that Tiandao would be angry and ashamed, go back on his word, disobey his promise, and directly send down the punishment of heavenly thunder, and the reincarnation mirror will be shattered, and the prison master's soul will be scattered.

- The storyteller said this, took a slow sip of water, and let out a long sigh.

In the corner of the teahouse, a man in white stood up and paced out. The bright sunlight fell on him, but there was no trace of warmth. As if it has its own cooling effect, it is extremely cold in all directions.

I don't know how long I walked, until my legs were numb, he stopped, took out a fine silk scarf from his sleeve, he took out a mirror and wiped it carefully. The reincarnation mirror, which was originally fragmented, has faintly shown a tendency to heal at this moment. As soon as he wiped it, the normally restless mirror twisted again.

Qing Lingling's laughter escaped from his mouth like a spring water moonlight, with full indulgence and pampering. Tapping the mirror, he sighed abruptly, and then slowly smiled.

Just as he wanted to withdraw his hand, a change occurred.

The red light of the mirror wrapped in a layer of black gas was sheng, and when the light dissipated, a few big words appeared in the mirror: "You have won." ”

Before he could react to the meaning of the words, a shallow black figure replaced the words and appeared in the center of the mirror. The charming peach blossom eyes are as clear as ever, with an innocence that does not understand the world, just like the first time I saw it.

Kunlun Jun's heart on the verge of death beat twice rapidly, and his fingertips trembled and touched it. Not a cold mirror, but a warm touch. Because of this warm touch, he almost burst into tears.

The figure who was originally looking left and right in the mirror suddenly raised his head because of this touch, and looked at it accurately. For Kunlun Jun's red eyes, she was confused for a moment, and then seemed to slowly remember something, the shock, joy, and disbelief in her eyes spread out layer by layer, and finally rippled into dense gentleness.

Facing her gaze, Kunlun Jun smiled very slowly, and said in a hoarse voice that had never appeared in his life: "Mimi, welcome back." ”

Xia Mi blinked away the tears in her eyes, followed by a gentle smile, and slowly responded, "I'm back." ”