When He Yaotian appeared, He Wuxian's heart jumped to his throat. (Good Novel)

Finally found grandpa!

The effort, sacrifice and dedication of a qiē were all worth it.

The body of the moon spirit trembled, and with mysterious power, it controlled He Yaotian's body and flew behind the little green dragon.

Then, her body shook, her eyes slowly closed, and she fell limply.

Xiao Qiyan was quick, and his figure came to her in a flash and hugged her.

He Wuxi, who was excited, was also shocked, and rushed to Yue Ling's side with a worried and anxious face, wanting to reach out to find out about her situation.

Xiao Qi turned his head in an instant and glared at him with a cold gaze.

"Don't touch my young lady!"

He Wuxi's outstretched hand was suspended in mid-air, unable to advance or retreat.

He knew very well that because of his own affairs, he let the moon spirit suffer such a huge damage.

Xiao Qi complained about him and hated him.

But he couldn't explain anything.

At this moment, no matter what you say, you are pale and powerless.

All in all, this kindness is in his heart.

Xiao Qi hugged the moon spirit, flew into Pearl Island, entered He Mansion, and went to heal her injuries.

He didn't waste time without hate, and hurriedly exerted his ability to bring the dead back to life and resurrect his grandfather.

"Rise from the dead!"

The eight-hundred-year-old Shouyuan was consumed in an instant, turning into a divine white light, enveloping He Yaotian's body.

It didn't take long for him to regain his life, and he lay peacefully in his breath.

At this point, He Wuxi's relatives, the important people of He Mansion and Yanhuang Sect were all resurrected by him.

It's just that in addition to more than 100 people, he can't take care of the other millions of Li people.

After all, he has now consumed nearly 70,000 years of life.

He only had 10,000 years left of his own life, and his body was on the verge of collapse and disintegration.

At this time, he was already dying, vicissitudes and weak.

After resurrecting his grandfather, he was overjoyed and relieved, and immediately fainted.

Xiao Qinglong hurriedly took him and everyone and flew back to the Yanhuang Sect on Pearl Island.

The little hairball worked together with it to place the unconscious people in the Yanhuang Sect.

After waiting for two days, He Yaotian, He Wuregret and others will wake up.

As for He Wuxian, he has consumed too much life force, and he is already dying, and he must be treated to slowly recover.

Otherwise, when he wakes up, he doesn't know what year or month he will have to wait.

The entire Pearl Island is surprisingly quiet, with hundreds of thousands of cold corpses lying all over the island, which looks particularly weird.

Time passed quietly.

A day later, a slight voice sounded in a room in He's mansion. [A lot of good novels]

On the wooden bed, the moon spirit, who was dressed in snow, woke up with a "bang".

Her face was still pale, her lips were bloodless, and her eyes were a little dull, no longer as agile as before.

Xiao Qi, who had always been guarding the bedside, suddenly said with a happy face: "Miss, you finally woke up, great!"

For more than a day when the moon spirit was in a coma, she always guarded and continued to use various means to treat the moon spirit's injuries.

Otherwise, it would never have been possible for the Moon Spirit to wake up so quickly.

Yue Ling opened his eyes weakly and looked at Xiao Qidao: "How is He Gongzi?"

"Miss!" Xiao Qi's face suddenly changed, and he said with some hatred: "Miss, you are so seriously injured, it is all his fault, what do you still care about him?!"

Xiao Qi's anger towards He Wuxian is understandable, it is because he cherishes Yue Ling and feels worthless for her.

Yue Ling shook her head slightly, and said with a wry smile: "Xiao Qi, don't ......"

Before he finished speaking, Yue Ling's expression changed, and he hurriedly covered his lips with Qianqianyu's hand.

A wisp of crimson blood, spilling from between her white and crystalline fingers, was particularly shocking.

Xiao Qi was suddenly in a hurry, and hurriedly sealed with both hands, shot out a soft star brilliance, and entered the moon spirit's body to help her suppress the injury.

After a long time, Yue Ling's injuries were temporarily suppressed.

Xiao Qi's face was solemn and worried, and he said to Yueling: "Miss, we should go back." In this Netherworld, your strength will not be restored, and your injuries will not be healed, and you will only be able to heal your injuries by returning to the Heavenly Realm. ”

Yue Ling was stunned, silent, and did not answer.

In her mind, she recalled many images, and the events of the past few months were still vivid.

The scenes after getting acquainted with He Wuxie, as well as the golden tower at the bottom of the sea, as well as the nameless old man, the remains of the twelve martial gods, and so on.

As soon as she thought of this, her expression was quite complicated, and she couldn't help but sigh.

"Hey...... He Gongzi, I hope you can live well. ”

When the words fell, the figures of the two women showed a hazy moonlight.

In the blink of an eye, the two disappeared out of thin air and left Pearl Island, not knowing where to go.

And no one knows about this qiē, and the entire Pearl Island is still silent.

Two days later, in the Yanhuang Sect, more than 100 people including He Yaotian and He Wuregret woke up.

The people who came back from the dead were all shocked and shocked.

No one can believe that a person who has already died can be resurrected, this kind of thing is simply unheard of.

What's even more bizarre is that the Yanhuang Sect, Pearl City, and the entire Pearl Island are all safe and sound, and they are still the same as before.

It's bizarre enough that people come back from the dead.

Even the Pearl Island, which everyone saw with their own eyes, fell apart and sank into the sea, was restored to its original state.

This qiē is beyond everyone's cognition and is completely incomprehensible.

The people who were shocked inexplicably were calmed down after a long time.

Later, everyone learned the news that He Wuxian was still in a coma.

Moreover, in order to resurrect everyone, he paid tens of thousands of years of life and was extremely seriously injured.

All of a sudden, everyone's hearts were very heavy, and they went to visit with great concern.

In the quiet secret room, He Wuxian was lying quietly on the bed with his eyes closed.

Xiao Qinglong guarded him, still using Aoki's true qi to treat his injuries and restore his vitality.

Six days later, He Wuxian finally sobered up, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

His appearance and temperament have undergone some changes.

The angular handsome face has a few more mature and vicissitudes of temperament, and it looks more resolute and steady.

Although he is now very weak, his strength is less than forty percent of what he was in his heyday.

But as long as you recuperate for a few more months, you will be able to recover as before, and your strength will not be greatly affected.

In this way, everyone is a little relieved.

Subsequently, Xiao Qinglong helped He Wuxian continue to recuperate from his injuries.

He Yaotian and everyone are going to clean up and bury the bones of hundreds of thousands of people on Pearl Island.

Although, the bones of those people and warriors have been restored by the moon spirit.

However, He Wuxian didn't have enough longevity to resurrect him, and it was a pity that he could only bury them.

Pearl Island is now in ruins, and you have to start all over again.

Fortunately, those mountains and rivers, the spiritual veins of heaven and earth, and the houses and buildings are still there.

Even recreating the former grandeur of Pearl Island saves a lot of trouble and time.

Under the leadership of He Yaotian, everyone began to act intensively to restore the style of Pearl Island.

The main problem is the lack of people, a huge island, at least a million people, to appear prosperous.

And this qiē is all arranged by He Yaotian, and He Wuxian does not need to bother about this matter.

After his injuries were a little better, he left the secret room and went to the empty He Mansion.

When he walked into an elegantly furnished room and saw that it was empty, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

In the air, there is still a trace of fresh breath.

In the bedding on the wooden bed, there are still remnants of the blue and musk deer. Ziyuxiang.

It's a pity that the room is empty, and the beautiful woman with peerless elegance doesn't know where to go.

He Wuxian immediately extended his divine sense, enveloping the entire island, and explored it, but still found nothing.

In this way, his face became very complicated, revealing a wry smile, and sighed faintly.

"Goodbye?"

He really wanted to say thank you and sorry to Moon Spirit in person, face to face.

It's a pity that the building is empty, and the beauty is gone.

Since then, the two have been separated from each other.

I don't know, when will we say goodbye?

Or, can we say goodbye?

He Wuxian stood in the empty room for a long time before he gathered his thoughts and turned to leave.

Later, he went to the bottom of the sea.

The Tower of Babel still glows with dazzling golden light, standing quietly at the bottom of the sea.

At the top of the Tower of Babel, the nameless old man's posture remains unchanged, still sitting cross-legged like a stone carving.

The remains of the twelve Martial Gods have been brought to life and have been successfully resurrected.

It's just that I don't know how long it will take to restore the consciousness, thinking, and strong strength of the twelve martial gods.

He Wuxian stood at the foot of the Tower of Babel, looking up at the scene in the golden light, but did not speak.

He knew that the nameless old man would not speak, nor could he leave, let alone stop.

For now, there is only waiting.

Waiting for the revival of the Twelve Martial Gods, the nameless old man will announce his next plan.

He Wuxian had no choice but to return to the Yanhuang Sect and retreat in the secret room to recuperate from his injuries.

The most urgent thing for him to do now is to recover from his injuries so that he can complete the earth-shattering plan in the near future.

Before entering the secret room retreat, he sent a message to the Immortal Sect, asking Du Xuanji about some matters.

Du Xuanji quickly gave him an answer, and the eight holy lands and the hundred schools in Zhongzhou were all in full swing searching for the jade of Tongtian.

Now, on the Eight Desolations Continent and the Zhongzhou Continent, there is once again a storm, full of the nine major forces.

Nearly 50,000 pieces of the Jade of Heaven have been gathered, and more than 20,000 pieces are still missing.

However, if you continue at this rate, you will definitely be able to find it within half a year.

got Du Xuanji's affirmative reply, and he was relieved to have no hatred.

The twelve martial gods are about to be resurrected, and the Jade of Tongtian is about to be collected.

The road to heaven is not far off!

As time passed quietly, soon three months passed.

In the past three months, Pearl Island and the mainland of Zhongzhou have been surprisingly calm.

There were no extraterritorial demon gods descending from the heavenly realm, as if the Heavenly Demon Clan had given up the Tower of Babel and no longer prevented the revival of the Twelve Martial Gods.

On Pearl Island, people and warriors continued to move in, and began to slowly recover, and the population grew rapidly.

On this day, He Wuxian was still in retreat in the secret room, and suddenly received a message from the nameless old man, asking him to enter the Tower of Babel immediately.