Compared with Li Junqing, who has only been seen in Mehal's life and is the most captivating of the country and the city, the cold white-clothed figure in front of him is not as ethereal and unearthly, turning all beings upside down. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info can be thrilling and clear, and the innate coldness, there is a kind of charm that is not inferior to any woman in the world, lonely and self-pitying.

There was a firm will around her body, making her look as if she were an invincible peerless sword.

Looking at the woman in front of him who had been separated for thousands of years, Mehal might be able to guess that it was precisely because of such a peerless will as firm as a sword that he could break through to the current Earl-level Nine Heavens Peak.

"Master, it's one thousand four hundred and thirty-six years..."

The figure dressed in white like snow, carrying a sharp long sword, muttered a correction softly, and his tone was extremely solemn. Sharp and cold eyes, rare hollowness and distraction, biting lips and teeth, unconsciously having a kind of little daughter's home, facing the grievances of relatives. The drastic changes in his mind were almost unimaginable in the peerless powerhouse who opened up the Source Divine Dao.

You know, the peerless powerhouse who can reach such a height, which one is not as strong as iron?

Mahal stared, the guilt in his heart was complicated and intertwined, his eyes were faint, he felt a strong power of time in Bai Hong's body, so strong that as a breakthrough peerless powerhouse, he was powerless.

The imbalance caused by the lower realm, the upper bound, and the flow rate, is only 1,436 years...

Not in general... More than 1,500 years! 1,436 years, from a helpless spirit refining girl, walked through the god platform, the golden core, to the peak of today's Great Earl. How poignant is it to go from the second layer of chaos to the third layer of dormant peace, and to suffer countless tribulations and hardships?

What kind of impact should it be for a girl who suffered the destruction of her family and her parents when she was a child?

In 1436 years, apart from the gift of the Divine Law, Mahal did not have any help or appearance. For it is negligence that his time is not spent on these trivial things.

In the substitution of his body, he Mehal has grown to this realm, and has experienced the pain of life and death, and has survived countless times. There is even more powerlessness, competing with the scheming of others, and the heart-rending past, there are countless of them, and the registered disciple Bai Hong in front of him will never experience half a point less than him.

"One thousand four hundred and thirty-six years, time... Do you remember that clearly?"

Mehal murmured in his heart, and for a moment, thoughts flew by, looking at the cold woman, as if he saw the figure of the sharp and thin, carrying a long sword, and firmly walking towards the outside world more than 1,400 years ago.

"Master's grace, Hong'er, don't dare to forget anything!" The cold voice sounded faintly, staring at Mehal's gaze, and couldn't help but pass sideways, "Back then, it was the disciples who chose to enter the red dust, experience, and fight..."

When the voice of explanation came after being isolated for thousands of years, the complexity in Mehal's heart seemed to dissipate a little and be smoothed out, perhaps, Bai Hong saw the complex guilt in his eyes.

"Huh?"

"Whew..."

With a flower in front of him, Mehal's body tightened slightly, and the terrifying star source sword qi that was circulating in his body fell silent again in an instant. In the chest, the woman's body fragrance and warm nephrite jade were transmitted into the indifferent nerves, and with the rapid heartbeat of the cold figure, Bai Hong hugged him like this, and the two hearts were connected.

Let her hug each other suddenly, Mahal's indifferent expression also had a trace of strangeness, but after all, he Mahal felt guilty about her, and naturally there was no reason to shake her away.

Time, as if at this moment, came to an eternal pause.

"Whoa!"

The infinite void rolls up the wind and waves.

Within a spatial gap that cracked out of thin air, the middle-aged cold shuttle system master strode out of it. When Maihal finished his retreat, the master of the Susuo system relied on the clear sense of the Shinto soul seal, and came here for the first time, and met Maihal who was out of the customs, but when he saw a man and a woman hugging each other in the void, his expression immediately became embarrassed.

Rao is the master's state of mind can't help but turn sideways!

The demeanor of the Suosuo system master was impossible for the peerless powerhouses of the two divine source levels to be unaware of at all. When Bai Hong reacted for the first time, a fiery red glow appeared on her cold face. Burning all over the ears and neck, ripe, delicate, in a panic, the figure flew away and calmed down.

"Tear stains?"

Mahal brushed the fragrance in his bosom, only to find that a piece of clothing was already silently soaked.

Perhaps, just now, Bai Hong, who had not been seen for more than 1,400 years, couldn't help but fluctuate violently and shed tears. When he looked up, Bai Hong's face, which looked cold, couldn't see anything.

A strong peerless woman!

To get to this point, even Mahal could not have expected it. Because to reach today's level, it is not only limited to qualifications, but the most important thing is the important heart in the body.

"The Shuttle Master!"

McHal signaled that there was no reason to ignore such a master-level being, even if it was his own servant.

After turning around, he looked at Bai Hong, and after talking to Mehal, his face was as calm as ever, he looked at Mahal and nodded slightly: "Your Excellency!"

At the same time, he gestured to Bai Hong: "Heavenly Sword Fairy!"

Bai Hong, whose breath was fierce and cold, looked at the attitude of the Susuo family master towards Maihal, and his eyes flashed, as if he had figured out something, and everything in front of him suddenly became clear.

"Master is the Starry Sky King!" Bai Hong murmured softly.

When Maihar heard the name of Bai Hong from the head of the Suo lineage, his eyes also flashed with essence, Qiuzi in the Nether, Jinsi in the Upper Realm, and Guiguzi had all mentioned the Heavenly Sword Fairy in front of him before, the peerless name.

Unexpectedly, the Heavenly Sword Fairy would be his disciple of Mahal, and it was really a coincidence that he could not write a book.

"Hong, if you still have something to deal with, go and explain it. Mahal looked at Bai Hong, and his cold voice was full of gentleness, "This time, it's time to take you out of here." ”

"Yes!"

Bai Hong nodded yes.

After signaling to the Shuttle Lord, he returned to the hundreds of millions of mountains and rivers from the spatial crack opened up by the Shuttle Lord.

The master of the shuttle system was silent, standing in the void, carefully looking at the changes of Mehal for more than 1,400 years, and in his eyes, there was a sigh of vicissitudes. Who knows, the time that Mehal went into retreat was more than 1,400 years, which was close to 10,000 years of the Lord's life.

For him, it was really painful day and night!

You must know that the resources in the third-layer world cannot allow him to cultivate and grow at all. More than 1,400 years of stagnation made him really unable to understand how it could take such a long time for an earl to break through the retreat?

. (To be continued.) )