He was born very well, and perfectly inherited the beauty of his parents' prosperous times, his skin was like a shelled egg, fair and radiant, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, even if he was asleep, he was almost suffocating.

Fu Ming supported his weak body, slowly walked to Nanmu's desk, and sat down on the chair with difficulty, as if he had lost his strength in an instant.

He slowly picked up his pen and wrote down his last message. The nonsense is a big push, which roughly means that he will be in retreat for a thousand years, and the emperor's eldest son, Hongwen, will succeed to the throne of the underworld and take charge of the underworld. His mother-in-law Zhixue is the queen mother, the prince is young, and the queen mother should listen to the government and assist the new king. The remaining concubines, promoted concubines, concubines, and raised for a long time.

After doing all this, Fu Ming opened a small jade-colored carved jade bottle, took out two golden pills from it, and was stunned for a while, his mind was full of Liu Xiaoxiao's beautiful shadow and dying struggle, he was heartbroken, and took two pills on his back.

Others may not know that these two golden pills are refined by the pharmacists of more than three grades, called the Dragon God Pill, with a complex structure, the most rare of which is the immortal material called dragon scales, which is almost hard to find.

However, there is a good side to everything, and there is a bad side. This Dragon God Pill has great side effects, after taking it for three days, the whole body cultivation is halved, if within three days, in the battle, the worst result can be to the point of dispersing the whole body cultivation.

It is precisely because of such terrifying side effects that the Dragon God Pill is extremely weak, and few people are willing to use it.

After taking the Dragon God Pill, Fu Ming only felt that the spiritual energy spring in the dantian in his abdomen was dripping and turning rapidly, and the Netherworld True Qi in his body also began to boil and rush, until the time of half a pillar of incense, Fu Ming Fang opened his eyes, and his cultivation reached the peak again, if it wasn't for the fact that his cultivation was more powerful than him, from the appearance alone, there would never be the slightest abnormality.

After doing all this, Fu Ming slowly walked in front of Hongwen, his slender hand swept over his pink face, and said with a doting smile: "Sleep, child, after you wake up, you can no longer sleep peacefully like now, a father is not a good father, not a good husband, not a good king, the heavy responsibility of the underworld, from today onwards, will all fall on you." Fatherhood believes that you will not let Father down. I hope that when I see you again, you will already be a monarch who reigns over the world. ”

At this moment, Fu Ming is so gentle, so gentle that it is almost unspeakable. He also once thought about being a strict father, cultivating the only prince to become the most qualified successor of the Hades, accompanying him to grow up, and accompanying him to become the mainstay.

But all this can only stay in a beautiful dream, all of this, after all, it is too late, it is too late, he can only irresponsibly put all the heavy responsibilities on a little child.

Finally, he finally left without looking back, there was too much reluctance in his heart, he wanted to see this child grow up, but he couldn't turn back, he was afraid that if he looked at him more, he would be reluctant to leave.

He smiled helplessly, and let out a long sigh, when did he start to become, as the master of the underworld, he became so indecisive.

It was at this time that the three people in the seventh layer of the Fu Demon Tower finally had to say goodbye, Feng Yuechan, who was originally like a peach blossom, was bloodless at the moment, her pale complexion was like a thick layer of fat powder, and her peach-like red lips were like a dry riverbed, cracking a shocking opening.

She tightly tugged Liu Xiaoxiao's slender and slender fingers, and smiled lightly with a bloodless complexion, smiling so miserably, but so satisfied. Perhaps, in her heart, being able to die for Liu Xiaoxiao's life is also another kind of happiness.

Until the moment when she finally smiled and slowly closed her eyes, Feng Yuebin only felt a dull feeling from the tip of his heart, the natural connection that blood was thicker than water, made him think of his sister in the same dark heaven in an instant, and when he rushed to Feng Yuechan's side, Feng Yuechan had completely lost her breath.

However, there was a smile on her pale face, and he knew that he left with a smile and no regrets.

Feng Yuebin hugged her sister who was gradually losing her temperature in her arms, and her resolute face finally slipped out of a tear.

"Brother, you have to be sad for me, hurry up and find the exit, otherwise my soul will not be able to open here, the aura here is so thin, trapped here for a long time, I am afraid that my soul will really fly away." A trace of a floating soul like water was quietly suspended in the void above Feng Yuebin's head, her pale complexion was full of worry, and she kept saying something. However, no one could hear her words, she laughed at herself helplessly, yes, she is now a lonely ghost, and even such a simple wish to be buried in the earth has become a luxury dream.

After a long time, Feng Yuebin faintly noticed a slight pain coming from the scabbed scar on his arm, and the wound reopened a scar more than four inches long, which was dripping with bright red blood little by little.

A flash of lightning flashed in his heart, and he clearly knew in his heart that now, it was still the time to indulge in grief, and if he couldn't find an exit, then, after his blood dried up, the next one would be Liu Xiaoxiao, who was already unconscious.

He didn't want to, and couldn't see that result, so he endured the grief in his heart, gently put down his sister, who had lost the slightest sign of life in his arms, got up again, and started all over again, little by little, he couldn't let go of any corner, any mechanism.

At the same time, it was midnight thousands of miles away. Since leaving the Demon Realm, he has wandered away from the Three Realms, heaven and earth have existed for hundreds of millions of years, and for hundreds of millions of years, countless powerhouses in the Three Realms have never stopped pursuing the pinnacle of martial arts.

He is already alone now, and the only concern in his heart has also found a home that should belong to her. There is no desire, no desire, and that's probably it. But such a desireless and desireless, but standing at the top of the martial arts, he is indeed becoming more and more lonely.

In order to pass the loneliness of this long time, he kept wandering around any corner of the Three Realms that had the opportunity to challenge him, today it was a newly developed ancient ruin, and tomorrow it was a ruin of the ancient sect that suddenly erupted.

And the place where he is now is the ancient ruins that were inadvertently touched by the unknown depth of the martial arts cultivator three days ago.