Three years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Qingluan finally completely absorbed the five crystal beads, and his eyes temporarily returned to pitch black.

However, the squirming sensation in the right eye still appears from time to time.

What an unrelenting guy. Qingluan touched his right eye, and his heart turned slightly, if he used his eyes so often, he would definitely get a lot of power, but if he didn't use them, he would miss a lot of information.

It's a bit of a hassle.

In this world, there is really no perfect thing.

"Have you taken the seeds?" Seeing the white pigeon coming in, Qingluan spoke.

"Well, I'll take it tonight." The white dove replied in a low voice.

"I can finally go back, I feel like I've been in this world for a long time!" Qingluan stretched.

"It's only a few years." The white dove smiled.

Qingluan looked at her and held her cheeks, "How about it, they went out with Paper Kite to kill a batch of honor points, right?" ”

"You know?" The white dove was a little surprised.

"Look at the flowers you can smile onto."

"It's so exaggerated, but it does take a lot of honor points." The white dove was a little happy. Fortunately, they are all characters from Tours' sacrifice line, and some of them are demons, and there is no guilt in killing them.

"By the way, what about Shi Mo, has he come over?" Qingluan suddenly remembered something and asked.

"Shimo? No... I haven't seen him. The white pigeon was stunned for a moment and shook his head.

Yes, in the past few years, I don't seem to have seen Shi Mo.

Qingluan's heart jumped, and he hurriedly closed his eyes and called out Shi Mo's name a few times in his mind.

"Shimo?"

The waves spread farther and farther.

“.. Shimo? ”

Qingluan called again.

"Little Qiqi ~ I'm here." Finally, after getting Shi Mo's response, hearing his voice, Qingluan's heart finally settled down, "Shi Mo, what are you doing?" "There are some small things to deal with~" Shi Mo's answer was quick.

"Oh . . . Okay, then let's go back to the headquarters first, and you can go back after you finish tearing up the space yourself. Qingluan replied and didn't ask much.

"Okay~ Wait for me at home."

The cold voice was blurry and a little low.

After disconnecting from contact, Qingluan was still in a trance.

How strange is that last sentence!

"What's wrong?" Seeing Qingluan's strange face, the white pigeon couldn't help asking.

"No, he's going to take care of things, let's go back in the evening."

"Okay, we've connected to the headquarters through the breath of seeds." White Dove said. This unknown world, if there is no ripe seed breath, is not connected to the teleporter of the headquarters.

The Tur Sacrifice had already been killed by the Second Enforcer.

When Qingluan and the others took the seeds back, they could get five honor points at once.

It's so cool that it can't work, but on the side of black and white impermanence, because of the failure of the mission, about ten honor points were deducted, and black impermanence's face was pale, almost a little, if her honor points were deducted, then she would never be able to go back in this world.

After connecting to the teleporter, several people returned to the teleportation array.

The light soars into the sky.

In the demon world.

The man in a dark purple satin robe raised his head slightly, and his dark blue magnificent eyes looked at the clouds in the sky, and the red light in his eyes flowed, as enchanting as blood.

The crimson clouds were completely different from the sky in the cultivation realm.

Something important seemed to be far away from him.

He looked at the crimson clouds, his eyes a little dazed.

"Green... Luan..."

Who is it?

Why do you suddenly pronounce this name? Who is she? He lowered his head, his slender and graceful fingers touching his heart, his sharp nails spreading and bending, demonic as blood.

Why does the heart hurt when you pronounce this name?

The light blue and lilac petals are flying and sprinkling, the dark red robe is slightly raised, and the thousand nights are standing under the blue jacaranda tree, the soft ink hair spreads all over the robe, and some petals are stained on it, intertwining a brilliant light and shadow.

Gently pluck a sprig of flowers and sprinkle the petals.

The petals fly lightly, lingering throughout the sea of jacaranda trees.

The breeze is blowing, and there is no figure of a thousand nights falling under the blue jacaranda tree.

Under the blue jacaranda tree covered with light blue and lilac petals, there is a fox face mask and a jade pendant of jade and bright green.

There is also a flower branch.