"Yes! Get in touch! ”

Unexpectedly, it was Elder Zhuang who was the first to lose his breath, and after saying these words, he seemed to be aware of his gaffe, Elder Zhuang pursed his lips, but he still eagerly looked at the slightly worn transmission note in the corner, in her eyes, this transmission note is her life at the moment!

Seeing that the two elders were very anxious, Changsheng didn't ink, and directly opened the transmission note. A vague light curtain the size of a palm appeared above the transmission note, and after a few breaths of silence, a picturesque picture suddenly appeared, and a slightly surprised voice appeared.

"Immortality?"

The south of Liyuan's small world, the secret realm of heavenly songs.

Zhuang Mayfly, who was meditating and cultivating in the sea of flowers, suddenly received a message that transmitted a note, and it was the one that had been given to Changsheng before, he was stunned for a moment, and immediately connected it. At the same time, the surrounding demon cultivators who were cultivating separately also surrounded them.

After seven years of not seeing each other, they all miss immortality.

"I haven't been in touch for so many years since I left, I thought this girl had forgotten about us!"

Seven years have passed, and the little fox has barely grown, and it is still a child, but its temper is as big as ever. At this time, he muttered dissatisfiedly, and he didn't know what to say.

However, Lu Zheng next to him has a much calmer personality over the years, and he looked at him with a smile and teased.

"Didn't you also contact Changsheng?"

"Am I not in touch? I can't get in touch, okay?! Who knows where that girl's film went, and she couldn't even receive a transmission note! ”

The little fox was really furious, he had not contacted Changsheng in the past seven years, but except for the first month, it was difficult to contact him again. Although everyone is unwilling to admit it openly, they all have a not-so-good guess in each other's hearts.

Immortality can't have an accident, right?

But it's impossible, when Changsheng left before, she left a soul lamp in the Heavenly Song Secret Realm, which is useless to show her state. The soul lamp flickered once or twice, but it didn't reach the point of extinguishing, indicating that the immortal was still alive and well.

But even so, everyone has become more and more worried in the past two years, especially the Mayfly-sama, who is constantly trying to break through, trying to improve his cultivation to the point where he can barely walk despite the pursuit warrant. As a result, at this time, they actually received the transmission note of immortality?!

After connecting it, the little fox was ready to preach so that he could grow and remember, but he was covered by Chongming.

"Mmmm (What are you doing?!) ）

"Silence."

Shigeaki stared at the position of the transmission note, revealing a solemn expression. The little fox was stunned for a moment, and looked closely, but he didn't see anything, wasn't it just Changsheng who had grown up a little more, a bad old man, and a cold woman? What's so good......

Wait a minute! Mayfly-sama!

The little fox saw that the almighty mayfly, who had always been calm and calm, quickly turned red and left two lines of tears, and then knelt heavily on the ground, bowed three times and bowed nine times, and the whole person was wooden.

"Unfilial disciple Zhuang mayfly, knock to see the master, the pavilion master."

"Hey! Ay! Good boy, get up! ”

The master of Penglai Pavilion burst into tears in an instant. For decades, how many days and nights have he secretly prayed in his heart, praying that this child will be safe and sound, just from that, is it called immortality? Only from the description of Changsheng to get a glimpse of the ephemera's life over the years, it made him feel sad, at this time, looking at the ephemera whose appearance has not changed but his expression is becoming more and more calm, a boulder in his heart fell to the ground at the same time, he was even more distressed about what had happened to the mayfly over the years.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand to help the mayfly, and only reacted after touching the air, they were just using a transmission note, and they could only see the phantom, and they couldn't really touch it.

At this time, the pavilion master of Penglai Pavilion suddenly remembered, why didn't the little junior sister speak? When I looked back, I happened to see Elder Zhuang quickly twisting his head, and the red color of excitement in his eyes. Well, the little junior sister is so awkward, she is obviously very excited, why do you have to pretend that she doesn't care?

Well, in order not to lose face for his little junior sister, the master of Penglai Pavilion had to go into battle to ease the atmosphere himself.

"Mayfly, how ...... you have all these years"

Speaking of this, the pavilion master's face changed slightly, and he subconsciously looked at the little junior sister beside him and covered his storage ring.

Although Elder Zhuang was at the time when he couldn't hide his excitement, his reaction was still extremely fast, and he stared at the pavilion master coldly at this time, without hiding the coldness in his eyes.

"Is that her?"

The little junior sister is still looking at her like a torch.

The pavilion master had no choice but to move his hand away, take out the transmission note, and reveal the snow-capped mountain quiet room thousands of miles away, and the person in the quiet room.

At a glance, Elder Bo saw a strange female cultivator who was uploading notes, it was a mayfly!

Elder Bo, who had been sitting in the ashram for about eighty years without much emotional fluctuations, instantly changed color and jumped up from the ground almost instantly. Because he didn't move for a long time, Elder Bo stumbled several times and almost fell to the ground, but he quickly stabilized his body and stared at the mayfly nervously and incredulously.

“…… Mayfly? ”

Zhuang Mayfly's tears fell uncontrollably. Elder Bo was her second uncle, and although he was at odds with his own master, he had always been kind to her. The two have a slight similarity in temperament, and the elders in the pavilion always like to ridicule themselves for worshipping the wrong teacher, and they should worship under the second master. Although these words will attract a violent beating from the master, in general, it is enough to prove that the relationship between the second master and the uncle is very good.

At this time, when she saw the three elders at once, Zhuang Mayfly had a feeling of being separated from the world, but when she noticed the environment where the second master was located, with Zhuang Mayfly's intelligence, she understood what was going on almost instantly, and tears burst out of her eyes.

"Second uncle! I'm fine, don't suffer yourself, I know that there must be a misunderstanding in the original matter! ”

"Humph!"

Elder Zhuang snorted coldly, but didn't say anything at all. But Elder Bo was almost knocked down by a huge surprise and fear. Over the years, although she has comforted herself several times that mayflies will be fine, she has never been afraid in her heart? She was afraid, afraid that she would see the child grow up with her own eyes, afraid that the child she raised would die quietly in some unknown place, when she thought of this, her heart hurt like a knife cutting a needle.

She could only suppress the pain in her heart with the cold ice and snow.

Of course, there is another thing that makes it less uncomfortable.

Elder Bo, who suddenly remembered something, immediately turned his head to look at the bottom of the ice where he had been sitting quietly for many years, and also beckoned his 'Long Love Sword' to shave away the entire ice surface, revealing the frozen cage made of 10,000-year-old ice inside.

How cold it is for ten thousand years, it is a cold that even monks can't resist, but at this moment, there is a vague figure trapped inside!

(End of chapter)