"Lord Xuannu, the Immortal Monarch has ordered you to return to your position quickly."

I don't know when several figures appeared behind the green cicada.

Their faces were shrouded in immortal energy, mysterious and unfathomable, like an abyss.

"However, I haven't seen my brother yet, in another 10,000 years, he will still be him, I will still be me! Brother, the cicada doesn't want to leave. ”

Two lines of tears flowed from the corners of the cicada's eyes, since she was born, she often dreamed of the fairy world in her dreams, dreaming of things that she had clearly not experienced, but were very familiar with.

It wasn't until a few days ago, when a person in her dream appeared in reality, that she knew that everything in her dream was true.

"Lord Xuannu, this mundane thing is still broken, all this is just a dream of yours, now that the ninth world is reincarnated, please return to the god position quickly."

The men knelt down, not daring to look up.

Qing Cicada was holding the bronze mirror that Ye Jian bought for her, the mirror body was cold and smooth, but it made her heart feel like falling into an ice cellar.

"Got it."

The green cicada's face gradually turned cold, and the original weak temperament disappeared, replaced by an indifference that regarded the common people as dogs.

"Homecoming."

A huge hole was torn in the sky, but in a very short period of time, only a few people in the entire mortal world could feel it.

The delicate body of the green cicada fell to the ground without support, and at this time, there was no breath at all, and there was no life again.

Another world.

On a cold pool, a woman who can no longer be described in beautiful words wakes up slowly, and her ice coat as thin as a cicada's wings is tightly attached to her delicate body like white jade, outlining an extremely moving curve.

Her brows furrowed slightly, a cold light flashed in her eyes, and finally her gaze fixed on a bronze mirror in her hand.

This bronze mirror is very ordinary, and it looks out of place compared to this world.

The woman's hand gently caressed the mirror.

"Brother."

......

Ye Jian followed the connection between the gods and souls and found the mother and daughter of the red fisher in a deep mountain.

The two were in a cave and were in a coma.

Ye Jian frowned slightly, and after checking that Hongyu did not have any injuries all over his body, doubts inevitably rose in his heart.

He couldn't understand why the mysterious man had kidnapped Hongyu and her mother for the sole purpose of leaving them in the mountains.

"Ye Da Heizi, they have traces of immortal arts."

The little fox lay on Ye Jian's body and said lazily.

"It's impossible, immortals only exist in ethereal legends, if there are immortals, why do they bother to tie Hongyu here, it's too boring."

Ye Jian's eyes were also puzzled.

In order to understand what was going on, Ye Jian gave Hongyu a spiritual power.

Hongyu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he woke up slowly.

"Young Master, why are you here?"

Ye Jian didn't ask immediately, and waited until Hongyu's face returned to normal before asking softly, "Have you seen the appearance of your kidnapper?" ”

Hongyu's eyes were full of doubts: "Young Master, no one kidnapped the concubine, and the concubine thought it was brought by you, young master." ”

Ye Jian carefully observed that Hongyu's expression did not look like a fake, and his heart was inexplicably tight.

Since the purpose of the person who kidnapped the mother and daughter of the red fisherman was not the red fisherman.

Why?

Ye Jian only felt a tingling pain in his heart, as if the fetters connected by blood had disappeared.

"Could it be that their real goal is a cicada?"

Ye Jian only felt his hairs stand up, hugged Hongyu in his arms, and flew back to Luoshui Town.

When he arrived at the inn, Ye Jian saw that only the cold corpse of the green cicada remained.