Murong Jiu, whose emotions fluctuated violently, seemed to have grasped the life-saving straw all of a sudden, and infinite hope ignited in his heart.

The bodies of the four girls completely fused together, and their bodies softened and deformed.

Murong Jiu stared at them nervously, afraid that the infinite hope in his heart would turn into boundless despair.

The four girls had no traces, and all that floated in the void was a piece of ice spirit, as if they had not transformed into their original form, and the ice spirit was blood-red, steaming with the cold and heat of life.

The ice essence rotated, condensed, and gradually compressed into a palm-sized round crystal, and the blue-green life force was filled with it, Murong Jiu's vision seemed to have penetrated the barrier of the crystal, and he vaguely saw four identical shadows floating in the crystal.

What could be more gratifying than the girls being able to regenerate? Murong Jiu once again left tears in his eyes.

The ice crystal slowly flew towards Murong Jiu on its own and stopped in front of his eyes. Inside the ice crystals, beautiful and youthful smiling faces vaguely appeared. He caressed the crystal with trembling hands, and the corners of his mouth showed a smile for the rest of his life.

Immediately, the ice crystals continued to move, passing through his eyebrows and into his body.

In his consciousness space, his soul body still had his eyes closed, and nine balls of light revolved around it. The palm-sized ice crystal slowly floated in, and his soul body raised his hand a little, injecting a pure soul power into it.

Murong Jiu was ecstatic in his heart, although he didn't understand what was going on, he could strongly feel that they had not disappeared, and maybe they would be reborn soon.

"I have a Qingling Pill, you can take it and recover from the wounds in your body. Leng Yue flew forward and handed a cyan pill to Murong Jiu, saying.

Qingling Pill contains a strong wood attribute energy, which can restore vitality and repair the wounds of the body. In the world of cultivation, such an elixir is not precious, but in the Chinese world where spiritual energy is lacking, it is already a top-level elixir, and it is difficult to find in the city.

Murong Jiu knew that he was seriously injured, so he didn't pretentiously, so he took the Qingling Pill and put it in his mouth. A warm stream of water quickly flowed through his body, and he immediately felt refreshed and tired.

After taking the elixir in the cultivation world three times, Murong Jiu's physique has been greatly improved, and his body is light, far surpassing others.

"Leng Yue, Leng Yu, I want to know who that cultivator is and where did he go?" Murong Jiu had gone through today's tribulation, and his heart was resolute again, and he had a strong resentment against the cultivator who killed the girls.

Leng Yue looked at Murong Jiu's eyes, these sworn and calm eyes, made her understand that his desire for revenge was completely crazy, crazy and terrifying.

Without contempt and disdain, Leng Yue said calmly: "He is black-clothed, a cultivator in the ancient kingdom of Huaxia, and now he has broken through the spatial barrier and returned to the realm of cultivation in the world. ”

"Ancient Huaxia Country, are you all from the Ancient Kingdom of Huaxia?" Murong Jiu said in surprise.

"Exactly, we are all from the Huaxia Cultivation World, that ......"

The ancient kingdom of China was the predecessor of China, and the two worlds were only in different time and space. However, the relationship between the two worlds is extremely close, and if the ancient kingdom of China is tragically destroyed in that moment, the Chinese realm will no longer exist.

"The ancient kingdom of Huaxia and the Chinese realm are in different time and space, and they are going at the same time? Okay, I will go to the ancient country of Huaxia with you, although the strength of the black clothes is strong, but I, Murong Jiu, must kill this thief!"

The fierceness in Murong Jiu's eyes flashed away, and at the same time, his soul body erupted with a fierce murderous aura.

In the sky above the school, Murong Jiu, Leng Yue, Leng Yu, and the four maids in the Ice God Palace, several of them floated above a floating cloud. Murong Jiu is going to be here, following them through time and space, to the ancient country of China to find the black clothes, in order to avenge his great hatred and blood revenge for killing Fenghua Xueyue.

Dark clouds were rolling, thunder was rumbling around them, torrential rain was still pouring down, and the sky was still dark.

Murong Jiu looked down, and the campus was almost obscured by a dense curtain of water. There was a strong reluctance in his heart, the place of study and laughter in the past three years, the classmates and teachers who have gone from strange to familiar in the past three years, and the two pure faces, the "ninth brother" in joy and sadness.

His heart was sour, and although he was reluctant, how could he convince himself not to take revenge? Those four identical figures jumped when he was in the most danger, and those four innocent smiling faces, when the huge energy collided with him, vomited blood and flew with the joy they still carried with him. Murong Jiu's heart had already imprinted them.

The words that make people heartbreak are still lingering in my ears. The affection and determination that move heaven and earth, and the affection and longing that transcend this life and the next life. He knew that his life was no longer his own.

"Murong Jiu, have you ever thought about it, going to the ancient country of Huaxia will definitely be in danger, and even lose your life. Leng Yue looked at Murong Jiu's eyes, and was moved by his heart for him to travel through time and space and swear to kill a strong enemy.

Leng Yue has survived for a long time, but she has not personally experienced the relationship between men and women, and even young men have not had a deep friendship. Today, seeing the unforgettable love affair between Murong Jiu and Fenghua Xueyue, the kind of feelings that can sacrifice each other's lives are vividly revealed, which moved her to tears, and at the same time, she had inexplicable expectations.

"Leng Yue, Leng Yu, I have made up my mind to go to the ancient country of China. If I don't kill the black clothes, what face will I have to face them who will regenerate in the future?" Murong Jiu's eyes flashed with a resolute gaze.

"Okay then, you first follow us to the Arctic Ice Sheet in the Ancient Kingdom of Huaxia, and when you get there, you are looking for a suitable exercise to cultivate. It's your stuff, you put it away. Leng Yue handed Murong Jiu a backpack and said.

This backpack was exactly what Murong Jiu had used for the past three years, and Leng Yue had carved the Sumeru Mustard Seed Array in it, expanding the space in it several times, and it was full of life items plundered by Leng Yue.

Murong Jiu had no intention of checking and left behind.

"Murong Jiu, be careful, we're going to break the space. ”

Leng Yue and Leng Yu swept through the void with an icy cold air, two cold rays exploded, and sharp forces tore through the spatial barriers, and a curtain of water the size of a door suddenly emerged.

An invisible cold wind swept from the other side of the water curtain, and Murong Jiu suddenly felt that on the other side of the water curtain, there was a fierce giant beast lying around, it opened its bloody mouth, and was waiting to be devoured. He couldn't help it, and his whole body shivered.

"Murong Jiu, hold me, we're leaving. Leng Yue used True Yuan strength to control the spatial water curtain, and Qianqian's left hand reached out in front of Murong Jiu.

Are you leaving? Are you leaving today's China? Are you going to say goodbye to your dear teachers and classmates?

Murong Jiu suddenly panicked, and stepped into the ancient kingdom of Huaxia, and from then on he would be completely isolated from this world. In the unfamiliar cultivation world, there are no relatives and no friends, and in the vast cultivation world, you have no one to rely on, and you have to rely on yourself for everything.

The spatial water curtain was disappearing, and Leng Yue raised her hand to grab Murong Jiu, who was in a stupor, and flew into the space-time tunnel.

Just as the water curtain was about to disappear, Murong Jiu quickly turned his head and glanced down.

He seemed to see that on the playground, he was playing football with his classmates who wanted to be good, and he kicked a handsome and stinky oolong ball; he seemed to see his song "Red Dragonfly", moved by Yuchen and An Ran's tears.

He seemed to see it, and several very good classmates waved goodbye to him and told him to cherish it, and he seemed to see it, An Ran and Yuchen looked at him with tears in their eyes, and said that they had a smooth journey and a safe life.

He quickly pinched his fingers and put them in his mouth, blowing a loud, short whistle.

In the next second, the water curtain of time and space suddenly disappeared, and the dark clouds in the sky surged.

In the dim sky, there was still a rumbling thunder, wind and rain, and the cover was generally rolled down to the bottom of the cloud.

An Ran and Yu Chen went into the rain curtain to find Murong Jiu, but to no avail. However, after being drenched in torrential rain, they suddenly developed a high fever, and for three days they were groggy and the high fever did not go away.

They had dreamed a lot during these three days, but they really didn't know what they were dreaming about.

Three days later, their bodies miraculously healed themselves, but they missed the group photo of the class. Murong Jiu, as well as the four girls of Fenghua Xueyue, blurred a lot in their hearts.

They vaguely remembered that there were four identical girls who were like sisters to them, they vaguely remembered that there was once a sunny and handsome boy named Murong Jiu, and they vaguely remembered that Murong Jiu treated them like family.

The memories of the two girls were completely blurred about everything about him, and they were not sure whether he had appeared in their dreams or had existed in reality.

An Ran and Yu Chen panicked, they didn't find Murong Jiu and the four girls in the class, and even in the student files of the third and fifth classes of junior high school, there was no Murong Jiu's name.

With their love for Murong Jiu's brother, they ran to many places in the school, hoping to recall that Murong Jiu existed in reality. However, they found nothing, and the place where they laughed and frolicked with him in their hearts still did not allow them to be sure of his illusory reality.

Murong Jiu is gone, not only are his people gone, but even the memories of others about him are rapidly dissipating. They were only familiar with the name Murong Jiu, but they had no memory of him at all.

An Ran and Yuchen ran to the photo studio in a panic, and they vaguely remembered that Murong Jiu had taken them to take pictures. But there, they didn't find any photos, not even theirs.

They came to the bridge where their memories were still clear, and they climbed to the top floor of the school building...... In their memories, they all walked through the places Murong Jiu had taken them, but his figure was not only not clear, but became more and more blurred.

After graduation, the two girls also separated. All the memories of Murong Jiu also dissipated in their hearts, and they just felt that the name Murong Jiu was familiar.

Six years later, they also made friends, but when they were dating their boyfriends, they accidentally remembered that they had "caught wild ducks" in middle school, but they had no memory of who their companions were at that time.

The school life in the past three years has been gone, and in the past three years, those familiar faces have been imprinted in Murong Jiu's heart.

The sweating and running of several classmates, the earnest teachings of Murong Yunxue, and the disappointed sigh of Teacher Du.

Even, even the vice-principal's grinning vicious appearance made Murong Jiu feel a lot cuter.

"Alas......" overlapping thinking memories are flipped in the mind, and those beautiful and unforgettable ones will eventually be gone.

"Murong Jiu, do you regret it?" Leng Yue, who was pulling Murong Jiu, asked out loud.

"No, it's just a little sentimental, a little hard to give up. "Murong Jiudao.

"Don't worry, after killing the black clothes in the ancient country of China, you can come back and meet your current friends. Leng Yue explained.

"Kill the black clothes, and see you again?" Murong Jiu's eyes were blurred, but he couldn't stop sighing in his heart:

The black cloth has survived in the ancient country of China for a long time, and his strength is high, and it will be difficult to kill him. The ancient Chinese country and ancient martial arts are prevalent, and the cultivators don't know how many mortals there are, and they are ordinary people in China in later generations, and their survival there will also be in danger, and they may have been eliminated before they saw the black clothes.