Feng Muchen felt an unprecedented loneliness, he was not afraid of death, nor was he afraid of failure, or even of being ruined. He had the courage to stand up to the forces of evil.

But...... What about the power of justice? How to face it? Crying in your heart to kill them?

Crushed to pieces by the forces of justice, or destroyed by the forces of justice?

Feng Muchen smiled bitterly and muttered to himself: "Just for that final victory...... Is it worth it?"......

"The biggest sacrifice is to give everything that no one knows, and it is also the anger of people and gods. Lena said softly. The cold gaze revealed a kind of ancient loneliness and sadness.

Lena sighed and looked at the sky, motionless like a statue of a saint.

......" There is no mountain queen again. After standing for a long time, Lena suddenly said something without a beginning or an end.

"You...... What are you talking about?" Feng Muchen couldn't help but speak.

Lena looked at Feng Muchen and smiled, like a snow lotus blooming on an ancient glacier. "The dark magic within you will eat away at your mind, and the only solution is to dispel it with the power of pure elves. ”

Feng Muchen's heartbeat involuntarily accelerated, and a bad premonition rose.

"I can't increase your strength, but I will keep you a pure heart forever," Lena continued, not answering him.

Inexplicable, the more you talk about it, the more strange it becomes, do you want to pass on the gong to me? Feng Muchen's heart was pounding.

Lena's next move startled him.

The white silk dress slides down gently, and the cream-like skin exudes a faint pure brilliance, but it does not make people have a trace of blasphemy.

She slowly walked in front of Feng Muchen, her right hand drooping.

Feng Muchen was dizzy, and before he could think about it, he quickly knelt down on one knee, lifted Lina's fingertips and touched them lightly with his lips.

As soon as he came into contact, suddenly the light was bright, and the holy light enveloped him, and a fresh breath came from his mouth. He was shocked, but his whole body couldn't move, only a clear mountain spring flowed into his heart, cold and clear, dissolving all the sorrow and resentment in his life, and calming all the restlessness and anxiety in the world......

......

A long white dress, a flute, and a blue headband. Feng Muchen maintained the posture just now, knelt on one knee, and looked at the three relics that had lost their owners, like a stone statue, and did not move for a long time.

The beautiful, noble, and holy Elven Queen has passed away with the wind...... He desperately suppressed his bitter grief, savoring this greatness, as great as Taihao and Fengya......

Tears.

............

There wasn't much time to grieve, Feng Muchen bowed to the sky three times, his eyes as firm as a rock.

"Fight for Queen Lena, for all those who have love in their hearts!"

He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, slowly sorting out his thoughts.

At present, the most important thing is to strengthen oneself and meet the upcoming era of gods and demons. Feng Muchen couldn't help but think of Tai Chi again, and wanted to visit Taihao, but he was worried about Fasilia and didn't want to travel far.

He walked three or four hundred miles in the opposite direction of the royal city, estimating that it should be safe, and found a mountain col to live in, and practiced day and night.

Maybe it's the power of the elves, maybe it's the power of grief, and in just a few days, I broke through to the middle level of the Holy Domain.

"I don't know how she is now, whether she is in danger or not?" Every time I think of Faslia, a warm current lingers in my heart.

Even if all the people in the world were enemies of him, Faslia would never leave him. Then I thought of Lina, Taihao, Fengxue, and Moonblazing,...... And the white-clothed Shengxue at the end of the sky...... Feng Muchen's heart was suddenly filled with infinite courage.

He didn't rush to save Fasilia for the simple reason that he couldn't defeat the snake demon. Moreover, he had faith in Faslia that she would be able to protect herself.

Thinking of her raising her hands upwards and making the gestures of three and six respectively, and fearing that he would not pay attention in his panic and shout out three and six hearts, he suddenly felt the urge to hug Fasilia.

A good "thirty-six strategies, go for the best policy".

Faslia has been eccentric since she was a little elf, and she likes to play tricks on others the most, and since she fell in love with him, she has always regretted that she is useless, and she can't use her tricks on the only person she loves. is because the two of them often play some dumb riddles in Chinese, and Feng Muchen is much more defeated.

Fasilia often joked that 'I will be enemies with him in the next life, and see who is more powerful, love for a lifetime, fight for a lifetime, love again, fight again...... Until infinity.

Although she couldn't see or hear, she concluded that her brother must have been controlled by evil magic. Although this king's brother is not very reliable, after all, he is not a traitor, and he will not deceive himself and use himself as bait to capture and kill the earl. She could feel an evil force, but she didn't know what it was, so she had already figured out how to deal with it.

She could also sense that the Count was not caught by them, and believed that he must have cared for her somewhere, missed her, and waited for an opportunity to rescue her.

......

Green flames danced in his eyes, and Aubem suppressed the anger in his heart.

The soldiers had searched the surrounding area of the royal city several times, but they still found no trace of Feng Muchen. He knew it was useless to rely on these idiots, and he had to go out on his own.

According to Usir, Feng Muchen fled a hundred miles away from the royal city and let him go. I thought I was afraid of myself, so I found a remote place to hide.

"Hmph, forgive you for not being able to escape from the palm of my hand, the desolate place is where my children are everywhere, although I can't slaughter you with my own hands...... Hmph......" A smile appeared on Obem's hideous face.

......

Late autumn has arrived, and the night is as cool as water.

In the desolate wilderness, though there are mountain passes to protect the wind, it is much cooler than in the city. Feng Muchen cultivated for a while and felt uneasy, so he stopped and walked to the top of the mountain.

He sat on the top of the hill, looking in the direction of the royal city, thinking of Faslia in his heart, thinking that she had been in that colorless and silent world for nearly a year, and his heart was even more sad and self-reproachful.

A bright moon in the sky, the cold light is draped, and it feels even more bleak and cold.

Feng Muchen looked up at Leng Yue, and after a while, he suddenly remembered the last sealed place that Taihao said, and his heart moved.

"How can I go up here, even if the magic refining qi reaches the top of the holy realm, it is just above the clouds or flying with the sword, but it is impossible to completely get rid of the power of the earth, and the doppelganger of the god is not good. If you want to wait for the true body of the gods and demons to come, then the nectar of lifting the forbidden wind is meaningless.

Feng Muchen racked his brains, thinking about it after all, it was a dead knot, and after lifting the ban on the nectar of the wind, the gods and demons could enter the human time and space, but without the power of the gods and demons, they could not reach the moon. I remembered what Taihao said again, the last sealed place needs chance, but I don't know what it means......