Mountains and forests, drizzle.

Elder Mo stopped in the air.

He didn't use his aura to shake the rain curtain.

Now, he's soaking wet, but he hasn't given up yet.

He always had a delusion.

At a certain moment, it was at a certain moment that he felt Xie An's breath.

But the breath was faint and fleeting.

Weird, perverse!

It is an indisputable fact that Xie An has defected.

Elder Mo's face was ugly, and it was impossible for him to notify all the elders for support.

If the other elders were here, I was afraid that they would not leave Xie An alive at all.

Facing betrayal, especially with conclusive evidence.

There is only one means for the sect, and that is to kill!

Xie An's plan has not come to fruition, so naturally he will not explain.

For a moment, Elder Mo frowned, always feeling that something bad was about to happen.

"Xie An, you must not have anything to do!"

Elder Mo's aura was shocked, and he deliberately released his qi.

The qi machine was rapidly spreading throughout the mountains and forests, and if there were cultivators here, they would definitely find the location of Elder Mo.

He chose to expose himself on his own initiative, and this behavior is undoubtedly dangerous.

When it is impossible to judge whether there is danger or not, premature exposure to the gas machine is definitely a fatal mistake.

But, at this time, Elder Mo made the choice.

He just thought, if possible, a shock once.

If the other party has bad intentions, he should know what the qi machine represents.

Below Elder Mo, not far away.

Xuan Yiwei couldn't erase Han Lingfei's memory.

Everyone tried it a few times and found that Han Lingfei's response was rarely flawed, so they erased their memories from each other with satisfaction.

Erasing memories is a necessary skill for Xuan Yiwei.

These people are not seen in the light of day and often deal with special events.

The court was too jealous, so erasing memories became a daily routine for Xuan Yiwei.

It's just that to erase the memory, you must wait for the authorization to return to the palace, and then erase it uniformly.

Moreover, too much erasure will produce unforeseen hidden diseases.

Mo could see that the third prince was intact, and he was very surprised to reply to Yu Jian.

"The third prince is right next to him, intact, how can the life card crack?"

Soon, the other party replied: "Has Your Highness encountered a major disaster?" ”

Mo Neng thought for a moment and affirmed: "When I found the Third Highness, I was almost in a different place, but the treatment was timely and there was no major problem. ”

After a long time, Mo Neng received a summons from Xuanyi Mansion.

The message is very simple, it just explains that when you return to the palace to restore your life, you must search the soul of the team.

Mo Neng felt that there was no need, so he answered.

At this time, Han Lingfei, who turned into the third prince, inherited the memories of most of the three princes.

Memories of himself have become unusually vague.

He raised his head, and suddenly remembered his battle with Xie An, and couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine.

Xie An actually killed him!

The three princes' eyebrows released monstrous anger.

"Xie An, sooner or later, this king will want you to live, you can't die!"

But when it comes to Xie An, there will always be a feeling of indescribability.

It felt strange, as if he and Xie An were already familiar.

Even, the third prince always felt that Xie An had pinched his neck.

"Could it be that Xie An also did something in the palace?"

He raised his hand and touched his neck, and was seen by Mo Neng and the others.

"Your Royal Highness, the heritage of the Xiaoyao Dynasty will not leave any scars."

"Even if it's a flesh reforge, it's no problem."

The third prince bowed his head with satisfaction: "Go, go to Liuyun Sect, please Mr. Meng!" ”

Mo Neng should be.

Seeing that the three princes were fine, everyone waved their hands and withdrew the demon talisman array, and the qi machine appeared.

At this time, Elder Mo instantly locked it on.

The next moment, Elder Mo's figure appeared above everyone.

"It turned out to be the Third Highness!"

Elder Mo's expression was complicated.

He knew that if the third prince of the King of Freedom was here, then the movement just now could also be reasonably explained.

Below him, there was a mess.

I don't know how much grass and trees have turned into powder.

The residue of ancient trees can be seen everywhere, and there are all kinds of scorched marks on the ground.

Apparently, fierce battles have just been experienced here.

Elder Mo looked at the disheveled Third Prince and asked, "Third Highness, are you okay?" ”

Seeing Elder Mo, the eyes of the three princes showed a complicated look.

For a moment, the third prince felt familiar.

He was tempted to blurt out "Uncle Murray," but he quickly dismissed the idea.

Because, he thought of Mo Qingyu.

The third prince suddenly felt a pain in his lower body, his eyes became cold, and he said: "This king is attacked, if it weren't for Xuanyiwei arriving in time, hum!" ”

With that, the three princes flicked their sleeves and rushed to the sky.

Xuan Yiwei clenched his fists slightly, followed closely behind, and also disappeared into the sky.

In place, Elder Mo felt Xie An's qi.

His heart fluttered.

Could it be that Xie An, something happened?

In an instant, Elder Mo's figure became a little haggard.

His body swayed slightly, unable to believe it, but unable to be sure.

The only thing that is certain is that there was a fierce battle between Xie An and the third prince.

At this moment, there is no one in the living, and there is no corpse in the dead.

With the heart of the third prince, it is not publicized, which shows that he has suffered Xie An's loss.

Perhaps, Xie An is still alive!

Find, must find!

Elder Mo's sleeves fluttered, and he flew into the sky again.

……

At this time.

The Loose Dynasty.

In the Ming Zheng Palace.

The news that the third prince is still alive has just reached the inner hall.

The crowd frowned.

No one was excited.

It's like the third prince should have died, or he shouldn't have lived.

Alive, the Loose Dynasty loses the reason to declare war, and that is a sin.

Directly in front of the Ming Zheng Palace, King Xiaoyao's face was not good.

"Someone comes, the head of the fate card will wait, and give death!"

In the Ming Zheng Palace, Xuanyi Wei crushed a talisman seal.

In the palace, a mysterious aura began to surge.

That breath silently appeared in the Xuanyi Mansion.

Xuanbi Mansion.

The word "life" is in charge.

The moment he saw Xuan Yiwei, he spoke slowly, his voice unusually calm.

"Lord Xuanyiwei, can you let the old man leave a last word for his family?"

Xuan Yiwei nodded.

Because, there is no order to prohibit.

After the master left his last words, he handed the jade slip to Xuanyi Wei and said, "My lord, the old man's last words, please take a look." ”

After Xuan Yiwei reviewed it, he looked at the principal again and said nothing.

The principal immediately knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly in the direction of the Ming Zheng Palace: "The Xiaoyao Dynasty is eternal for ten thousand years!" ”

Xuan Yiwei waved his hand, and the figure of the principal turned into powder.

Scattered!

After that, Xuan Yiwei left his last words, Jade Jane.

He also did not get a clear order for the disposition of the last words.

After doing this, Xuanyiwei disappeared into the air silently.

It's like I've never been here.

Soon, a man wearing a robe with the word "life" entered the dark room.

He swept the cards and sat down cross-legged.

Skillful, like he's here every day.

In the afternoon of the same day.

The figure of Xuan Yiwei appeared in the Xuan Mansion .

It's just that the same thing happens in a different darkroom.

No one wanted to escape.

No one wanted to resist.

Everyone's reaction was unusually calm.

They knelt down in the direction of the Ming Zheng Palace, and before giving death, they shouted: "Ten thousand years of Yongchang of the Xiaoyao Dynasty!" ”

In the end, it turned into ashes, like dust!