In the dim moonlight, his eyebrows were handsome and picturesque, but tightly wrinkled.

It is very different from the light and breezy appearance of the past, as if it is quieter and lonely than the night.

Wen Yang knew that he had asked the wrong question, so he raised the wine jug and said to him, "Punish yourself three times." ”

Mo Xun stared at her eyes for two seconds, then suddenly smiled, "For thousands of years, you are the first person to show such an expression. ”

Her eyes were like a warm light that pierced through all the dark sides of his past.

Those painful, unbearable, and humiliating memories poured out like broken floodgates, dark and cruel gladiatorial arenas, blood gushing out of the body, indifferent queen mothers, and the mocking eyes of the subordinates......

The pictures of the past have reappeared in my mind, but this time, it seems that there is no imaginary pain, but more relief for the rest of my life.

Wen Yang didn't seem to see his changes, and said unintentionally, "One step forward may be more to gain." ”

Mo Xun's body stiffened.

At this moment, something seemed to have quietly changed in my heart.

**

I don't know how long it took, but a touch of crimson appeared on the horizon.

A new day is coming.

Mo Xun's cold gaze looked at the golden clouds in the distance through the eaves, and the corners of his lips curled in an arc, "It's time." ”

Wen Yang turned the empty flask in his palm and looked up.

With an earth-shattering dragon roar coming from the place where yin and yang converged, a giant dragon with a golden purple light all over its body soared into the sky!

Behind it is a long sword with a transparent body, the tip of the knife is extremely sharp, the cold light is shining, the position of the hilt is engraved with a snow-white Ying Long and nine simple and cumbersome runes, under the sunlight, the dragon scales on Ying Long's body are flashing with colorful light, shining.

Meanwhile.

On the other side of Jianghai City.

Zhao Ji looked up at the sky, his arms outstretched, and his expression was extremely calm.

Just when the golden dragon hit the sky, there were clouds gathering rapidly.

It is normal white at first, and gradually it takes on a pale golden color.

He knew in his heart that it was the divine thunder that led him to the catastrophe.

"Boom—" A thunderclap rang out across the sky.

Zhao Ji's body was sucked under the clouds by a force, and immediately after, the golden light instantly enveloped him in it.

Zhao Ji slowly closed his eyes, waiting for the last moment of the thunder robbery to come.

However, as soon as the eyes were closed, fragments of memories of his time as a mortal began to appear in his mind.

He saw himself as a baby, picked up by a monk from a temple, and raised as an adult; Seeing the temple being washed away by the flood, and the people of a city dying at the hands of a Taoist alien; Seeing that he was starved and famine, he was taken home by a woman with a beautiful face, carefully cared for, and cherished each other and developed love; Seeing that he died in the arms of a woman, the woman's tears of grief and sorrow rolled down and went with him.

Wait a minute...

Zhao Yan opened his eyes suddenly, and his fingertips began to tremble violently.

These... What is the memory?

Who is this woman......

Almost at the same time as this question appeared, a name slowly came to mind-

"Willow, Shu, Lan ......"

Zhao Yan's lips trembled, and his breath was a little unsteady and he spit out these three words.

Who is she?

A flash of pain flashed in Zhao Yan's eyes, but it was obviously too late to figure it out at this time.

In an instant, there was a thunderclap in my ears, and the pale gold tribulation thunder above my head finally slashed down!

Zhao Yan's body trembled suddenly, and at the same time as the severe pain hit, a pretty and vivid face suddenly appeared in front of him!

Weird, cute, angry... Hit the heavens like a slide.

"Junshan...... I am pregnant and pregnant with our baby. ”

"Junshan, the tree we planted together bears fruit, I secretly tasted one, it's really sour!"

"Junshan...... Can you wake up soon? I'm scared alone..."

"Junshan, I still want to marry you in the next life......"

“…… If you die, I won't live alone. ”

……

"Who is it! Who are you...... Ahhhh ”

Waves of memories rolled like waves, and Zhao Ji, who was standing in the golden light, hugged his head painfully.

His face was extremely pale, his mind was dull and blank, and he even forgot to use spiritual power to protect his body.

When Tiandaozi arrived, he just saw this scene!

He looked at the man who was shrouded in golden light with complicated eyes, watching him be slashed again and again by divine thunder in despair.

The thunder of the Nine Tribulations is so powerful that it is terrifying.

For Tiandaozi, who has made a huge mistake, just standing like this is no less than the punishment of tearing off his soul inch by inch.

But he knew that if he didn't do anything, the fool in front of him would really let the lightning split himself into pieces.

Tian Daozi closed his eyes with difficulty, and finally made a final decision.

At this time, his heartache was no less than that of Zhao Ji, in order to keep this body incorruptible, he had cruelly split Junshan's soul into one piece and pressed it to a corner of his body.

Now that the body was in front of him, the soul had awakened from its slumber, and he felt the pain that the body could feel as if he had experienced it himself.

As if sensing something, Zhao Jian finally woke up from the pain, and his empty eyes fell on Tiandaozi in a daze.

His lips twitched a few times, and it took a long time for him to spit out the word 'you'.

Seeing that the last of the thickest and brightest lightning bolts was about to fall, Tian Daozi didn't care about explanation, and rushed directly into the golden lightning, blocking Zhao Ji with his body as a shield.

"Boom ————"

……

Finally, the thunder of the tribulation that shook the sky ceased.

The golden light in front of him also disappeared.

The golden clouds on the horizon turned white again, as if nothing had happened.

But in the place where the tribulation has just passed, there is only one man left.

He lay quietly on the ground, his face pale and morbidly handsome.

Wearing a blue and white hospital gown, he didn't know what he was holding in his hand, and it shimmered faintly in the morning light.

I don't know how long it took.

In the distance, a paper crane infused with spiritual power slowly flew away.

The paper crane circled around the man's body, as if sniffing something, and finally landed on his face and pecked him lightly with its beak.

The man's eyelids moved, and he slowly opened his eyes.

He propped up his body with one hand, and there was still a lingering emotion hidden under his dark eyes, but it was only for a moment, and that emotion was replaced by a blank look.

Where is this...?

Didn't he drown to save a pregnant woman who had fallen into the water?

The man subconsciously glanced at his body, and when his eyes touched the dazzling blue and white hospital gown, a figure that looked exactly like himself flashed in his mind.

He looked stunned, intuitively feeling as if he had forgotten something, and was about to knock on his head, when a paper crane flying in the air attracted his attention.

He stretched out his hand, and the crane landed obediently in his palm.

(End of chapter)