"Today!"

"Call me to the same door and come back!"

Zhao Gongdao's voice continued to echo between heaven and earth.

As the words fell, the phantoms of the twenty-four Dinghai Divine Beads suddenly rushed out of their bodies, constantly rotating rapidly in the void.

But the tombstone was still very quiet.

"With my heart's work..."

"Resurrection!"

Zhao Gongdao spoke again, slapped his palm on his chest, and the blood mist sprayed from the sky and landed on the tombstone.

The tombstone was dyed bright red in an instant, trembling slightly, and cracks appeared on it.

At this moment, Zhao Gongdao looked extremely weak, embarrassed, and crumbling in mid-air, but his eyes were always staring at the tombstone, and finally he let out a shout.

"Bixiao!"

"Return!"

The voice lingered in the void for a long time!

Keep reverberating!

The frequency of the tombstone tremors became more and more obvious, and they continued to crack.

It wasn't until Zhao Gongdao completely fell from the height that the tombstone quietly shattered, and the earth surged, and finally split in two, revealing an open space.

In the clearing, a young girl dressed in green was lying in it with her eyes closed.

Zhao Gongdao struggled to get up as soon as he landed, staggered to the clearing, looked at the face of the girl below, fell into a state of distraction, and his eyes became rosy at some point.

But the girl below remained motionless, as if her breathing had stopped.

"Again..."

"Lend me a little more fairy power."

Obviously, he had already calculated the results with the gossip diagram, but Zhao Gongdao still looked so flustered at the moment, turned his head, and looked at Su Yang, full of embarrassment.

Su Yang shook his head slightly: "The immortal power between you and me is not of the same origin, you just borrowed it rashly, and you have already injured your internal organs, if you borrow it again, your body will be seriously injured." ”

"Lend me!"

But Zhao Gongdao didn't listen to Su Yang's words at all, and was still repeating.

"You said you should stay calm at all times."

"You said that if you want to defeat Haotian, you have to rob it."

"Grab time, grab resources, even if it's just one step ahead."

"If you get seriously injured, it affects time."

Su Yang looked at Zhao Gongdao calmly and spoke slowly.

"I..."

"I can't do it."

"My brain is very messy now, I just know that she is my little sister, and I want to wake her up."

"Even if it's all about giving it."

Zhao Gongdao was still in that state of distraction, and kept babbling.

"Your heart is in turmoil."

"Normally, I should be disappointed in you."

"But for some reason..."

"I suddenly felt that it was a good decision to play with you until the moment of death."

"I'm really looking forward to the scene where you cry at my grave."

A smile suddenly appeared on Su Yang's face, and he said softly, and then just crossed Zhao Gongdao, jumped forward, and jumped into the 'tomb' below.

Looking at the girl with a pale face and no breath of life, Su Yang's body was filled with wisps of immortal power.

"The second smartest guy in the Black Street, remember..."

"You're not the only one who will use the power of the fairy."

"Even if I don't lend it to you..."

"I can wake her up, too."

Su Yang raised his head, looked at Zhao Gongdao above, smiled brightly, and slowly spoke: "Shengsheng... Non-stop! ”

The power of the warm fairy lingered in the entire 'tomb', and finally poured into the girl's body in a steady stream.

"Hmm..."

"There's nothing wrong with her physical body, it's just that her soul is in a state of self-enclosure, and it looks like it's active."

"In the old saying, it's called... There is no greater mourning than the death of the heart. ”

"In today's terminology, it's called... Vegetable. ”

"That's a bit of a problem."

Probably a few minutes later.

The girl's face flushed visibly.

Su Yang staggered slightly, leaned against the wall, looked at the girl in front of him, thoughtful, and then raised his head again, looked at Zhao Gongdao, and tentatively came up with an idea: "You should be someone who is more important to her, or..."

"You committed suicide in front of her, and your death was a little more miserable."

"Maybe she'll wake up after being stimulated."

Zhao Gongdao was stunned at first, and then almost without any hesitation, he jumped down directly: "Can it work?" ”

"Huh?"

"You don't really think that, do you?"

"Shhhhh

"I've been looking for death all my life, but I didn't expect to meet a shortcut."

"Play with you, die absolutely fast!"

"Now I finally know why you keep emphasizing that you have to be calm in everything."

"The more people lack something, the more they care about something."

"Calm down..."

"Tsk..."

Su Yang looked at Zhao Gongdao in front of him, and couldn't help complaining, but there was no disgust in his eyes, but he patted him on the shoulder: "Now..."

"I can rest assured that in the future, when your sword is up."

"You..."

"Not bad."

After speaking, Su Yang crossed Zhao Gongdao, looked at the girl again, groaned slightly, and said with a smile: "You can't let those guys be too idle, otherwise after a long time, I should feel that my heart has changed for the better recently." ”

"Something that can revive someone's soul, or solve the situation in front of them."

"Take the initiative..."

"Otherwise..."

"It's been a long time since I've kicked the door."

Su Yang said lightly.

The words fell, and the birds were silent.

Su Yang frowned slightly, and his voice became a little colder: "My patience is limited, I will only give you three seconds." ”

This time, as soon as Su Yang's voice fell, a pale golden figure quietly appeared behind Su Yang, with a compassionate look on his face.

"Lingshan's?"

"It's the first time you've blessed me..."

Looking at the old monk sitting cross-legged behind him, Su Yang muttered to himself.

The old monk did not speak, or it was just a dharma body formed by his mind, and the real soul thought was still in the door.

The phantom was suspended in mid-air, and after a few seconds, he slowly raised his index finger and lightly tapped it at the center of Zhao Gongdao's eyebrows.

However, with a simple finger, it almost exhausted all the remaining immortal power of Su Yang.

Including Zhao Gongdao, a stream of blood spurted out, and his eyes were muddy.

After doing all this, the phantom of the old monk slowly dissipated into the void.

Although the phantom dissipated, there were bits of golden light left in the void, like snowflakes, falling one by one, and reflecting one picture after another, like setting up a screen to reflect the past.

And these all come from Zhao Gongdao's memory.

Wisps of soul power visibly diffused from his body, condensed in mid-air, and finally formed a picture.

It's also an island.

But unlike them on this island, which is full of green mountains and clear waters, and a sea of flowers.

Occasionally, there will be white cranes flying far away from high in the sky, like a fairyland.