556 Sunset in the Divine Court (3)

Ye Ling let go of Jidao, there was a sad look in her eyes, Jidao knew that her sister must have been under a lot of pressure, from him, from her sister's own, he knew what it was like, because this is how he came.

"Sister. What's your real name?"

Jidao can see that there is a tear left next to the corner of my sister's eye, of course, this tear is flowing for Jidao, and Jidao is naturally a little distressed when he sees it.

"My name is Qin Lan, Hong Huang Qin Lan. ”

"Flood?"

Jidao was also a little surprised, is there such a surname in the world?

Qin Lan nodded and continued to explain:

"I can't tell you much about this surname at the moment, you are too weak to touch this level of things. I can only tell you that the surname Honghuang represents a supreme glory to me!

It seemed that he also sensed what Ji Dao wanted to ask next, Qin Lan sighed:

"Jidao, your last name is not this. To be honest, I don't know if anyone in the world knows what your last name is. I know very little about your background, and the answer is only for you, but only if you become strong enough! stronger than everybody!"

My sister's face became solemn for some reason, and she put her hand on Jidao's shoulder, and the words she said naturally carried considerable weight. Looking at the serious look that his sister had never shown in front of him, Ji Dao also nodded affirmatively, he knew from the beginning that so many people and so many things were involved, and his life experience must not be a simple puzzle, so he must become stronger!

"Sister. I guess this sect related to the flood famine should have declined. ”

Although this is likely to be a sore spot for my sister, Jidao still needs to figure out such a thing. This black tower, if it is related to my sister's surname, then his appearance here speaks to some problems in itself. Looking at the slowly setting white sun, Jidao suddenly popped up a word in his mind - the sunset of the Divine Court.

Yes, the flood in my sister's mouth must have been a strong sect before. To be able to have a Black Tower that surpasses the Holy Weapon, the word Divine Court, should be well-deserved.

My sister nodded, and when she said such a thing, her eyes seemed to be a little darker, and Ji Dao didn't continue to ask, he could naturally see that his sister didn't seem to be willing to mention these things to himself.

It's because I feel too weak to touch it, and maybe there are some other factors. But my sister really didn't want to let herself come into contact with this surname, into contact with the wilderness.

"Sister, do you know this place in the underworld?"

My sister shook her head, and Ji Dao also stopped the topic, since my sister said that she didn't know, then there was no need for him to continue asking. Although Jidao thinks that she should know something, she doesn't want to tell him, maybe it's also for her own growth.

Because there are some things that are better experienced by yourself than when others tell you this truth. Although it may be a heavy price, it is sometimes worth it.

"Extreme, you remember. Don't give up on your life under any circumstances, and what I'm able to tell you right now is that there are a lot of people watching you. ”

My sister looked into Jidao's eyes, and every word she said was extremely serious. Ji Dao also nodded, Ji Dao didn't think that the world needed to revolve around him, but he didn't think that he was unimportant, and unimportant people would not be involved in so many forces, and he was still self-aware of this.

But at the same time, he also understands that this kind of "importance" is not a capital for him to be arrogant and domineering, nor is it a kind of reliance for him to act arbitrarily. The more important the person, the more you have to pay attention to your every move, the extreme way is not like an ordinary person, the impact of such a person's actions is only minimal.

"I believe that you have grown into a strong person who can make the right choices no matter what the circumstances. Jidao, you are not strong enough now, when you become an emperor, return to this place, and I will tell you everything I know!"

My sister has never made a promise to him so solemnly, and there is a sudden warmth in his heart, yes, although he has embarked on a path that no one will like him, but after all, someone cares about him, and someone loves him.

Why do people need companionship? Because it's really warm. If, in the most critical time, when you are dying, there is someone who is willing to hold your hand and always be by your side, maybe there is nothing to fear in death...

Jidao got up and kowtowed to his sister. My sister can be said to be his parents, of course she has endured this knock, looking at the extreme, my sister's eyes also showed a thousand emotions, the little brother who used to only hide behind her, has now grown up to such a field?

She was very relieved, but she was saddened by what happened to Jidao. She knew from the time when Jidao first went out to practice that he would definitely change his naΓ―ve personality and change his thinking because of some things, from the protagonist of a world to the thoughts of an individual in a world. But what she didn't expect was that such a price would be too heavy...

The sentence "loss", although the tone of the extreme Dao was extremely calm, but how could Qin Lan not hear the endless bitterness contained in these words?

The picture flashed, and Jidao somehow came to the outside of the Black Tower. Looking at the black tower, which was only more than 20 meters high, he swam towards the sky without looking back, and there was no need to stay here.

In this black tower, no one should be able to pass the first level. If those people were burned to death by the Black Tower, or if they were all "burned to death" and came outside. For such a long time, no matter what the situation is, there is no need for Jidao to continue to stay.

Although there are some regrets, the evil man escaped under the hands of the Extreme Dao, and the only monk who killed the Extreme Path was a woman, and it was impossible to kill those personalities here.

But what does the president want? Extreme thought, maybe not an object, but just a verbal message.

I entered a dark tower at the bottom of the ocean. I saw a slowly sinking black sun in the shape of an eyeball...