"Now that I'm in this purgatory, I don't know how long I can survive, and I think it won't be long before I will dissipate, and I don't know if this time I will be the last time I will meet Master...... cough cough cough ......"

Zuo Qi coughed incessantly, his face was full of wrinkles and tangled, and the gray and dead air lingered around his body, and he coughed for a while before he eased up.

"Three years ago, I handed over the Ice Xuan Sword to Leng Feng, the junior brother is talented, the talent and qualifications are above the four of me, and he can wield the sword freely in three months, which is very compatible with the Ice Xuan Sword, and now he has cultivated into the body of a cold weapon, and the Ice Xuan Sword is combined into one, replenishing each other, far surpassing the disciples. "Left flag road.

"The body of the cold weapon, you ......" The calm and waveless eyes of the Xianmen saint set off terrifying waves.

"By the time he inherited the mantle of his senior brother three years ago, the disciple had already made a choice, and the disciple did not regret it. Leng Feng said.

No regrets!

The most they say is no regrets!

Just like when he took them out to practice, he saw all the purgatory states in the world, delusional suffering, and made a choice in front of the endless sea, whether to return or stay.

The night is late and the moon is cold, the wind and snow are combined, and the cold wind is raging.

Abu on his side didn't sleep very well, curled up, and Jingchen took off his cloak and put it on him.

When I suddenly remembered that Zuo Qi, Zuo Wei, Zuo Wei, and Zuo Ling were so big, I couldn't help but sigh......

Zuo Wei is the youngest among the many disciples of the Xianmen Sect, and she always likes to follow behind a group of senior brothers, and the senior brothers and brothers shout, their voices are soft and glutinous, which is very pleasing.

In the naughty age of boys, it is inevitable to amuse Zuo Wei.

Zuo Wei has a thin face, always hiding in the corner with red eyes and crying, so you can often see Zuo Qi often comforting her with delicious candy.

Jingchen knows that among the many peers, Zuo Qi's favorite is Zuo Wei, and she is the most relieved.

Even if Zuo Qi later decided to stay in purgatory on earth, every time he saw him, he would drag him to bring some gadgets to Zuo Wei.

Later, Zuo Wei begged him, saying that she wanted to go to purgatory on earth to practice.

Jingchen knew in his heart that the affection between Zuo Wei and Zuo Qi was far more than that of the same brother and sister.

It's just that most of the purgatory in this world has no return, and this matter involves the lifelong happiness of the two of them, and it is up to the two of them to make a choice.

Zuo Qi devoted himself to the great cause, and he had long regarded death as home.

couldn't bear to let Zuo Wei also enter this mortal purgatory, so he wrote a letter to Zuo Wei, lying to her that he had married and had children in the purgatory of the world, and broke her thoughts.

Zuo Wei has always been gentle and gentle, quiet and well-behaved, but for some reason, after receiving the letter, she took advantage of the opening day of the pine forest realm and sneaked out.

She thought that she would be able to see Zuoqi when she went to the human purgatory, but the land of the human purgatory was vast and the people's hearts were sinister.

Zuo Wei couldn't find her senior brother, and she was penniless and lonely...... It took ten years to enter purgatory on earth before meeting Zuo Qi.

What she has experienced in the past ten years, those helplessness, pain and sadness, she has never told anyone.

I only know that the long years have already changed her appearance, and when she says goodbye, she is scarred, and she is no longer the innocent and lovely little sister in the pine forest.

Zuo Qi has seen her sick, and knows that she has been injured, poisoned, and has given birth to children......

In Zuo Qi's impression, Zuo Wei is a girl who loves to laugh and is easily shy.

Always following behind him, he couldn't help but pinch her tender pink cheeks.

But in the decades that followed, he never saw her smile again, and there was no dead silence in his eyes, and there was no wave.

Three years ago, Zuo Qi sent Zuo Wei and his two junior brothers away one after another, and suddenly lost his thoughts, and handed over his lifelong cultivation to the Ice Xuan Sword to Leng Feng, which can be regarded as having an explanation for his master, and he has no worries.

The cold wind was howling, the two stoves in the house were burning, and the Xianmen sage was holding the brocade box given to him by the left flag in his hand, and his eyes were full of sadness.

Qisheng didn't mean to eavesdrop on their conversation, but she had just been woken up by the freeze and accidentally heard it.

When she heard the white-faced ghost tell her story to the Xianmen sage, she broke out in a cold sweat in the winter.

Not only did he know that she was Dongchen's Yu'er princess, but he also knew that she was a fake princess, not Yu'er herself.

He also knew that her true identity was the biological daughter of Dongchen General Yan Qi, and he even knew about the Salvation Society and the 70,000 unicorns.

This really scared her back sweaty.

She wasted so much effort and planned for so long before she finally transferred 70,000 unicorns.

Although it is not seamless, this matter is extremely secret, and not many people know about it.

Even if Ning Qing later identified and exposed, and Chu Qi personally interrogated, it was all done in secret, but this person knew everything about it.

Seven beings felt furious in their hearts, entangled in who these black-robed people were sacred, and how could they have such heavenly skills.

It is really disturbing that such a confidential matter should be known in such detail.

You must know that this is an era of extremely closed information, and the transmission of information basically depends on Maxima and flying pigeons.

Even if she upgrades a little more and speeds up a little, at most, she will rely on the goshawk as a tool to transmit information, just like the little white gray she domesticated before.

She was secretly interrogated by Chu Qi, and the West Palace burned the princess palace in order to save her, so that she could escape from the palace while she was in chaos, and it was only a few days before all this happened, plus the heavy snow blocked the road, and the cold wind was raging, even the pigeons couldn't stand this weather.

Such bad weather must have caused a slow delivery of information, not to mention such a confidential matter, but he knew it well.

Thinking about it, the power of this white-faced ghost must be extremely huge, with many eyes and ears and all over the place, and it has even been soaked into the noble gate valve and the deep palace imperial court, becoming a huge information network organized and systematic.

It's just that how can such a huge organization not be known to the outside world?

Not only did she not know, Tula didn't know, but even the various people downstairs didn't know who these black-robed people were.

Isn't it strange that no one knows about such a mysterious organization?

In fact, if this white-faced ghost only knew her identity, it would be fine, but today he asked about the seventy thousand unicorns, but it made Qisheng nervous.

Why is he so interested in 70,000 unicorns?

With such a large news network and so many eyes and ears, there must be some scheme, what is their purpose?

What role does this Immortal Sect Saint play among them?

Or, in fact, the real big boss of this mysterious organization is the Xianmen Saint?

Many doubts are like a mess of hemp rope, she wants to untie it, clear her mind, but she doesn't know how to start.

What made her even more worried and anxious was that as time went on, sooner or later, the white-faced ghost would find the Barrier Forest.

The evacuation of 70,000 unicorns Even if she has been planning for a long time and thinking about Zhou Xiang, it is impossible to be without flaws.

As long as there is a slight hint of any clues, with the ability of the white-faced ghost, he will definitely follow the vine and find the base camp of the Salvation Association. I want to chat with more like-minded people about "{?$article_title?} ", WeChat pays attention to "excellent reading literature", chatting about life, looking for confidants~