Ling Tiansu rubbed her warm fingers with his cheek and said softly: "It is my mother who owes me, whether it is strict or lonely, even if it is against the empty ancient hall, I have never felt bitter, my mother treats me not harshly, because I have only seen her once, my father never allowed me to visit the Dusk Snow Palace, he said that weakness and kindness should not appear on the body of the divine prince."

At that time, I clearly had the most noble and powerful parents in the world, and there were countless Star Domain Temples, but when I saw the lights of thousands of homes under the clouds, I felt that I had no home. Before I reach the age of 1,000, I need to complete my schoolwork and obligations as a prince every day, and the only place I can go back to is the shogunate shrine at the end of the starry cloud steps. ”

His story is far away, so far away that I don't know what the emperor's childhood story has to do with the soldiers and demons in the Great Wilderness and Chaos Land.

But she didn't interrupt and was gentle and patient as a listener.

"I thought that at that time, I would go through the life of the 'emperor' day after day, live for the wishes of others, and get used to loneliness, so I will not be lonely anymore, until one day, I am on the other side of the cloud steps...... Met a woman. ”

"Woman?" the quiet 'sense of smell' reacted extremely keenly, and the tips of her ears twitched, and she asked softly, "What woman?"

Because she could feel the subtle changes in Ling Tiansu's expression at this moment.

What kind of person can make the former emperor feel lonely.

Ling Tiansu, who had been closing his eyes, finally opened his eyes, he sat up and looked at her with a smile: "Cang Lian'er, do you have vinegar in your stomach?"

Cang Lian snorted twice, leaned over softly, hugged Ling Tiansu's arm and shook it, pulled him to lie down with him, and snuggled in his arms: "Little demon continues, I want to hear the story of your childhood, who is that woman?"

The little green snake didn't dare to move, just lying on the edge of the bed and looking at the two of them, his blue eyes didn't blink.

Cang Lian noticed the movements of the little green snake, saw her squatting on the ground, hesitated for a while, and finally beckoned to her with a soft heart.

If she were someone else, like the ice cube face and the little demon girl, she was afraid that she would hold her little demon to death, and she wouldn't give them a finger.

But now this stupid little snake is the little snake disciple who saved her and protected her many times.

and rolled the fox hole with her little demon, and the number of times was more than her master, it was true, so I could only admit it.

The little green snake didn't move, biting its slender fingers, and looked at Ling Tiansu with watery eyes.

Ling Tiansu pretended not to see the small movements between Cang Lian and Xiao Xuan, kicked his legs, shook off the curtain and hung down, and isolated the little green snake outside the bed.

He remembered that this little green snake had a love affair with him before he went to heaven, and he soaked in the ice sea for two hours, and it was so cold that Bang Bang was salvaged and became honest.

If this is for her to go to the emperor's couch and treat him in front of pity, then how can she get it?

The mercy of the eyes all glanced at him resentfully.

Ling Tiansu pressed her raised little head into his arms, and said in a low voice: "That woman is my sister, her name is Qing Yuetang." ”

The body of the mercy nestled in his arms, and he said in surprise: "Little demon's sister?"

"Hmm. ”

Cang Lian's mind was confused: "How could it be?" I remember that you are the eldest son of the little demon, and in the Seven Realms, there has never been a word, and the God Emperor also has a daughter. ”

Ling Tiansu smiled, but the smile was a little bitter: "Before I saw Qing Yuetang, I always thought so, at that time I didn't know who she was, and why she appeared at the end of the three thousand cloud steps, at that time, she looked at me with blood, I recognized the black mark between her eyebrows, it was the mark of the fallen god, a fallen god, but she called me a demon, saying that she wanted to take me home." ”

Mercy pressed her cheek against his chest, listening to his steady heartbeat.

Ling Tiansu closed his eyes, his eyelashes folded, and his voice was very low: "I have never said such a thing to me, at that time, no one has ever said such a thing to me, there is an order in the divine realm, and those who fall into the gods will be killed." As the prince of the divine realm, I am even more responsible for this lore order. ”

But when I looked into her eyes, I knew that I couldn't refuse her. ”

Cang Lian raised her head, looked at his pale chin stained with sweat, and asked tightly, "Then what? Have you gone with your sister?"

As soon as she finished asking, Cang Lian reacted, she obviously asked too much.

If the emperor really left with the fallen god woman back then, among the Seven Realms, where would the emperor come, how could the prince come, and how could he come to the prince, and ...... Where did she come from her pitiful mother?

Ling Tiansu's voice became very plain, and he said calmly: "No, between me and her, there are three thousand cloud steps, one hundred thousand upper gods, she died, she died in front of me, three thousand layers of clouds dyed with red frost, that is the resentment that the stars and the sky can't wash away." ”

Cang Pian's body trembled, and he couldn't help but hug Ling Tiansu tightly, and couldn't help but whisper to him: "Little demon......"

Ling Tiansu said: "It's very strange, at that time it was the first time I felt heartache, such a bitter feeling, but in the following ten thousand years, I actually forgot all this blood-stained day, I forgot the end of the cloud steps, the sister who killed all the way from the demon prison to the Nine Heavens, and wanted to take me home desperately." ”

Cang Lian's eyes widened, as if he was puzzled, and he asked in a daze, "Why is this happening?"

Ling Tiansu pursed his lips into a sharp line: "Because of the loss of memory?"

Cang Lian fell silent.

Memory loss......

The daughter of a god emperor who was deliberately erased from existence, the emperor who was wiped out of his memory.

There is only one person in the Seven Realms who can do this.

It's as if he deliberately didn't let him know that in this world, in addition to his parents, he also has a dear sibling sister.

Cang Lian asked softly, "He...... Why do you want to do this? Memory is damaged, how did the little demon know that there is a person in the world, Qing Yuetang, and so clearly know that she is your relative?"

"I don......'t know," he muttered softly, "I still complete my duties day after day, all the tasks assigned to me by my father, and live for all sentient beings, but from that day on, I no longer have to be locked in the divine palace at the end of the clouds of the divine realm, and my father no longer lets me approach the divine palace." ”

But how could he not feel the abruptness of his memory, red blood clouds, ominous everywhere.

Since that day, the cloud palace where he lived for a long time, without his own knowledge, turned into a tide of demon clouds that does not disperse all year round, and the explanation given by the God Emperor is that there is a true demon who has entered the God Realm from under the Nine Shadows, attacked and killed above the Nine Heavens, fought with the emperor, and finally died at the hands of the emperor.

Both were damaged, resulting in the loss of his memories.

The true demon resentment turns into clouds, and it will not disperse all year round.

The explanation is perfect, and all the gods who participated in the battle of the clouds that day died at the hands of Qing Yuetang, and no one can witness the scene of that day.

It's just that even the God Emperor didn't know that that day, from the moment Wu Qi Xie saw the blood-stained woman disappear, although he was not able to touch her.

But there was a blood-colored butterfly that flew over the long sea of blood-stained clouds.

He held the blood butterfly, and black blood flowed from its wings, carrying the black life personality of his alien twins.

There are no words to verify anything.

The heart is clear.

At that moment, he knew exactly what he was holding in his palm.

He knew even more about what he would face when the Milky Way broke through and the sky dawned.

Live for the will of the people?

No.

He just wanted to live a little more clearly.

In the same world, black and white are separated by two hearts, and he doesn't care about the question of whether night swallows up day at the end, or whether day replaces eternal night.

It is not the blade in his hand that determines good and evil, but the heart of the sword holder, who quietly opened his life chart, held his life grid, and hid the blood butterfly in his heart, and inherited the twins as one.

That night, no one knew.

He has become a twin god-killer of black and white gods and demons since Biyi.

In the midst of the long blood cloud divine corpse, he cut off his ordinary primordial soul and destiny and threw it into the tide of demon clouds at the end of the galaxy.

God said that the end of the galaxy clouds is the sea of clouds and tides that are unwilling to be resentful after the death of the true demon, and the land of gods and gods.

But who knows, the lingering 'resentment' is a woman named Qing Yuetang, who has exhausted the true demon body that she has cultivated all her life, and scattered into a cloud of blood, just to protect the half of the Yuan Soul in the Cloud Temple.

Just as Wu Qi Xie thought, that night, the God Emperor dissolved his memories and regarded that sea of clouds as a forbidden place for the God Clan.

No one dares to invade.

Dawn and sunset.

He is still the emperor of all eyes.

She is still a forgotten true demon.

Black and white are still distinct, like the horizon of the sky, clearly dividing the sky and the earth.

He continued his mission, continuing to look at the blood-colored sea of clouds in the long night when there was no day and thousands of homes were brightly lit.

If you want to hide from the eyes of all beings, you must first deviate from your own heart.

Hiding half of his soul, he didn't leave anything for himself, and he didn't resist when his father took away his memory.

He left only one doubt for himself.

The life of the gods is long and indefinite, and in these long years, the ruthless and desireless emperor will mechanically engrave the scroll of time and time of the gods and demons in the middle of the night, accompanied by the fire and blood clouds.

The gods of the empty sky, with a fine stroke, outlined the mountains and rivers of history, and left a vast catalogue of living beings in a hall and a volume.

There is a mysterious message that no one knows.

Cloud Ladder Shrine, Hall of Eternal Life.

It's just a different place to be imprisoned.

His every word and deed is the wish of all beings, and only the engraving of the scroll of time is the only thing he can do for his own will.

Finally, he waited for the Great Wilderness Soldiers and Demons to rebel.

Find a gap period that belongs only to him.

A year to put down the rebellion and demons, in the hearts of the gods, this is basically an impossible thing to accomplish.

In the sight of the gods, he submerged into the great wilderness with a single sword, and set up a heaven-sealing enchantment, no one could enter, no demons could come out, and naturally, no evil could disappear into this world for a year without going against the wishes of all beings.

The return date of the year, the situation of February, in the realm of impossible to peep, no one knows what the situation of the war is.

There was a god who prophesied that the emperor would fall into the realm of great wilderness and chaos, and the Shinto would dissipate and have no time to return.

There is also a dream magician calculus, the emperor will postpone his return, and the remaining demons will be difficult to get rid of, so he advises the God Emperor to deploy in advance to prepare for the remnants of the demon to break through the realm and survive the world.

But no one knows that after February, there is no living thing left in the Great Wilderness and Chaos Realm.

In August, Wu Qi went to the Stygian Peerless Realm where he did not cross the souls of the living and the undead.

When he came to the land of the Styx, he saw eight reclaimed mountain locks connecting a body of white bones with chains, which should have been integrated with the earth mountain range, but the eight Zhenhai Mountain Locks had traces of breaking, and the eight Zhenhai Mountain Locks were broken, and only one Zhenhai Mountain Lock firmly locked the heart.

The white bones and flesh turned to ashes, and only a withered red coat was covered on the bones, dancing faintly.

Under the bones, there is a vast and magnificent bright red monument.

The true color of the stele is by no means the true color, and the dark red stains on the stele are the blood-colored curse lines painted on the stele day after day, year after year.

Zhenhai mountain lock, to lock reclamation, sea mountain.

Wu Qi is no stranger to the filthy aura of the earth under his feet.

He lightly looked at the messy blood spells on the stele, those spells were all ancient secret spells hidden in the forbidden treasury of the Divine Domain, secret and powerful, but they were also self-harming.

The spells are messy, and one can imagine what kind of pain and torture the master is going through while portraying these spells.

And the skeletal hands, worn by ten fingers, have mottled marks.

The body of the demon bone, an indelible existence for eternity.

It can be seen that the owner of this skeleton spent his entire life on this ancient monument.

Wu Qixie also found that on the blood monument that was painted black and darkened, there was an inch of clean land that was not stained by blood, and two words were outlined stroke by stroke.

It's not a blood curse, it's not a taboo.

It's just two simple fonts, but it's not the script of any of the Seven Realms, it's more like some kind of nascent holy text.

That inch of monument is always a little shallower than other places, as if someone wiped it clean with his sleeves day and night, and carefully protected that piece of land.

Wu Qixie looked at the black tablet, like looking at a heart that had been soaked and blackened by worldly malice, leaving only an inch of pure land where the two words were blooming.

It's just that the desolate realm goes, and the face is dry.

The pure land that is not stained with blood is still covered by the yellow sand and soil, and even the handwriting is difficult to legible.

He stepped forward, cut off the last Zhenhaishan lock in the heart, took off his robe, and wrapped the dry bones to bury them.

The prince and emperor who had been alone in the Nine Heavens, but he was in a no-man's land, sitting in the dust, and he wiped the blood stains on the ancient monument little by little with his sleeves, and even the inch of the place where the words were hidden was patiently wiped clean.

Wipe away the last smear of dust and see the whole picture of those two words.

His fingers trembled slightly, Wu Qixie had never felt that in his life, he felt like he did now...... It's like a terrible ghost in the world, who can't be exceeded.

Although he is the emperor, he is like dust.

The blood was wiped away, and the dust and sand were free.

Under the ancient monument, the group of things suppressed by blood were still suppressed by the inscription, and only one person walked out of the world in the monument.

It was a man with a single horn, an evil creature that had been suppressed for tens of thousands of years, and when he saw Wuqi Evil sitting in the corner of the stele, he didn't show any hostility.

He said that his name was Qingyuan, and he was the king of the Yin Cha clan.

He also said that he had been waiting for him for a long time.

Separated by a monument, the two talked for a long time.

No, the tone was a conversation, but it was rather that Qing Yuan was unilaterally telling him a long story.

Wu Qixie listened patiently, his face was calm, and only when he heard certain moments, those eyes of the dark ink abyss would have a slight ripple.

In the end, the King of the Netherworld, who was not bound by the blood curse, did not return to the earthly world, but patted him on the shoulder and returned to the dark monument.

He said that one day, he would return to this world in another way.

Wu Qi Xie sat alone in this uninhabited realm for eight months, and it was not until the time of return that he returned to the divine realm and continued to be his noble and lonely emperor, a prisoner trapped on the throne.

No one could have imagined that the emperor would really be able to quell the rebellion of soldiers and demons in a year's time.

Even the God Emperor, who was usually stern and indifferent, couldn't help but praise him a few more times.

But the praise he had longed for was no longer needed.

The dragon slave under him has also become a wordless irony.

He accepted all this calmly, and became more and more sophisticated, embarking on the lonely king road of the perfect prince, for the tasks issued by the God Emperor, the suffering of all beings, he was able to carry out perfectly, without any deviation, and lived the will of all beings.

The gods revered him, and the people worshipped him, and even the gods had to treat him with courtesy.

Later, he took on a mission.

Crusade against the realm of the world, the mountain of right and wrong.

In the deep seclusion of the mountain, he met the woman who gave him a rain of the world.

The spirit of the weak flower demon has attracted a rain of prosperity.

On the other side of the mountain, red lotus is in full bloom.

On this side of the mountain, the rain continued.

The rain was silent all night, and the water lotus that should have been sacrificed and burned to ashes slept at the bottom of the lake, and the flower that should have been blessed by the water lotus together with the mountain Ze Ling fell silently and withered into the mud under the umbrella, like the rouge on the woman's lips withering, like the residual blood on the ancient monument.

Holding the clay flower remains, he begged for a spiritual spring.

The flower spirits that should have returned to the earth are growing in the withering, waiting for the fragrance of flowers to bloom.

And he is still waiting in the red dust of the big dream.

The God Emperor supported the young gods and extradited the new gods into the realm, but he caused the harm of the evil gods, and the pure-blood faction of the god realm fell apart, although it had to be suppressed and eradicated.

But the stubborn disease is so deep, if you don't dig the bones into the flesh and pull out the two words, it is not easy to talk about.

It was a wound in the divine realm that was difficult to heal!

The Emperor of the Common People, whose sins are so deep, should suffer the pain of reincarnation in order to be liberated.

The father and the emperor are guilty, and the emperor and son are not evil, and his identity is inevitably a little more embarrassing.

The Father is a sinner, and He is both the perfect and noble Prince and the Son of sinners.

This perfect name inevitably has a little more stain.

Although the stain is small, it is especially obvious in the white snow, which is enough to make others talk about it and judge it.

For the 'Emperor', this is not a good thing.

But for Wu Qi Evil, he knew that he had finally waited for his opportunity.

He was guilty of his own sins, and he was willing to accept the sins of his father, and suffered the pain of reincarnation with his father.

On the day of the sin mark, across the boundless sea of heaven, he saw his mother again.

Say goodbye to the netherworld, what does it mean to take care of each other.

......

......

After listening quietly to the pity of these past events, he was speechless for a long time.

She said softly: "Is this the fate of killing gods? Black and white cannot be born together, and twins can only choose one of them? But you and your sister are both children of the God Emperor, he is both God Emperor, the Lord of the Common People, why should you believe in that kind of ethereal prophecy, I think the little demon's sister really loves the little demon, I can't imagine that such a person, even if she falls into the demon, as long as the little demon still exists in the common people, she will really hurt this common people. ”

She frowned and shook her head: "This kind of ending is too unreasonable. ”

Ling Tiansu said lightly: "I came back this time, not for immortality, not for the emperor, just to break these unreasonable, among them, if there is a sister, I will pity you." ”

"Me?" said Mercy.

Ling Tiansu looked at her and smiled, "Cang Li'er wants to know, what has happened to me in the past few months?"

......

......

Three months ago.

The black sea lies across the northern frontier, and there is no life in the sea, and the old land is gone.

The sea breeze stirred up a cold and icy breath, and the Black Sea was dead.

In just one day, the frozen white land covered in ice and snow froze into a crimson land of vengeance.

Back then, when the northern tribe invaded the southern tribe, how many troops were sent to Tianhuang Mountain, Ling Tiansu couldn't remember clearly.

Patriarch Mu Lianzhuo spent half a day drawing up a list.

Ling Tiansu naturally did not intend to let go of any of the people of the Northern Clan who participated in the war that year.

At the moment before Mu Lianzhuo drew up the list of personnel, he took out the Gods and Demons Time Scroll, spread it out in the palm of his hand and showed it to him.

It's all in plain sight.

Half a day to draw up a list, and then half a day to spend a lot of places on the list of massacres.

On the torture platform, Ling Tiansu saw a familiar face.

Fox fantasy.

He was not a member of the northern tribe, but he was among the people who were punished and slaughtered.

He was a betrayer who didn't even need to be overkill, and he deserved to die more than the group of people around him.

Regarding the resentful and desperate gaze of the former elders, Ling Tiansu glanced at it lightly, and then stopped looking at it more.

He was not a saint and never wanted to redeem the world.

On the punishment table, the desperate roar and curse were deafening.

The people who participated in the year accounted for almost half of the sub-clans of the Northern Xinjiang clan, and today's massacre is undoubtedly a day of slaughter with painful bones and heavy deaths.

Between his eyes, Ling Tiansu saw the two kneeling in the crowd of the Northern Clan.

Mu Liangping and Huaishan.

In the midst of a life-threatening blood light, Ling Tiansu looked at the pair of masters and apprentices kneeling in a pool of blood, and raised his palms with a slight frown.

"Wait a minute. With a faint word, he interrupted the slaughtering death scythe

Huaishan's face was covered with blood, his eyes looked at Ling Tiansu blankly, the corners of his mouth were stiffly pulled, as if he was sneering silently, he coughed up a mouthful of bloody phlegm, spit on the ground, and said with a haggard face: "The young master of the southern clan has good skills, and if he goes to the north alone, he can kill us without leaving a piece of armor. ”

He sneered lightly, and without waiting for Ling Tiansu to speak, he nodded to himself and said, "Yes, after all, now that you are a knife killer, you have this qualification." ”

Mu Liangping, who was kneeling side by side, said: "Okay, don't talk about it. ”

At this point, there is no need to humiliate yourself.

At this moment, as a teacher, for this disciple who has known for many years, how can he not perceive Huaishan's unwillingness.

As for who the unwillingness comes from, there is no need to say more.

It's done, after so many years, this child hasn't let go of it, and the bitterness will still be himself.

Ling Tiansu's gaze wandered over these two masters and apprentices for a moment, and suddenly said to Mu Lianzhuo: "Let the two of them go?"

Mu Lianzhuo couldn't believe it, and muttered, "Let it go...... Put?"

Mu Liangping also raised his head suddenly, looked at Ling Tiansu, and his lips twitched.

Huai Shan has a complicated complexion, with the joy of being reborn after the catastrophe, and the shame of being tolerated by the enemy.

Ling Tiansu's eyes were a little casual: "Let it go, the two of them, just expel them from the northern frontier?"

Although Mu Lianzhuo was grateful for his generosity, he was still puzzled, and couldn't help asking, "Why......?"

Ling Tiansu smiled at him and said, "Like Uncle Mu, I once owed Uncle Mu a life, and Xiang'er Yue'er also owed them a life. ”

Hearing this, Huaishan's body suddenly shook.

Mu Liangping breathed a sigh of relief, completely unexpectedly that because he was distressed about his apprentices, he privately let go of the two maids beside the young master of the Southern Clan, and he could exchange it for today's cause and effect.

Mu Lianzhuo's expression was complicated, obviously he didn't expect that he would be able to do this for two lowly maids.

Xingtai, which has been covered by ice and snow all year round, has long been warmed by the blood of Rubo, and the bright red liquid is mixed with broken ice and flowing water, scarlet like washing, revealing the original lines on the table.

Ling Tiansu watched the clansmen of the Northern Fox clan fall down one by one, and said indifferently: "The two of them can be released, but if they get something that shouldn't be, Uncle Mu knows how to deal with it?"

Mu Lianzhuo was stunned, and before he could react, Huaishan, who was kneeling on the ground, roared, his right hand turned into a sharp beast claw, and he pulled it towards his heart, his heart was in severe pain and cracked, and the sharp claws pulled out a pitch-black underworld seed.

His face was as pale as paper, and his body trembled violently as if he couldn't contain the pain.

Huai Shan stubbornly pinched the black seed in his hand into pieces, and snorted coldly: "Even if I don't rely on this thing, I can survive." ”

His sweat-soaked eyes stared at Ling Tiansu, he tightened his teeth and said: "Grievances and grievances, not blood can tell the truth, today you let me go, but the one who died on the torture platform, as well as my siblings, Ling Tiansu, now you are indeed beyond the reach of the dust, but one day, I will prove that I am not worse than you." ”

Regarding Huaishan's declaration, Ling Tiansu only looked at Mu Liangping beside him lightly and said, "And you." ”

Huaishan's face twitched, as if he had been slapped hard.

The indescribable depression in his heart, forcibly uprooting the underworld, damaging his own foundation, and then being banished from his homeland, the world is difficult to tolerate monsters, if there is no chance, in the future, his heart will be difficult to repair, don't say that if you want to refine your cultivation, it is good to return to your original form if you are not weakened.

What's more, today's Ling Tiansu is an existence that can subvert the world's eternal seclusion, even if he can't catch up with it in a day.

Letting go of cruel words like this is more like a wild dog that can only bark incompetently.

After solving the underworld seeds on the two masters and apprentices, Ling Tiansu raised his palm, and a fire burned the bloody corpse to the ground.

Back then, the clan hated things, and everything was over.

One day of merciless slaughter made the atmosphere in northern Xinjiang extremely cold.

But Ling Tiansu didn't care what this group of people thought.

In the snow for many years, the rich smell of bloody death, under the burning of the phoenix spiritual fire in his hand, everything was burned clean.

Thousands of miles in the sky, restore clarity.

Ling Tiansu patted the ashes between his sleeves, turned his eyes to look at Mu Lianzhuo, smiled slightly, and said, "Do you think Uncle Mu thinks it's time to take out Zi Worry's mother." ”

Mu Lianzhuo was stunned for a moment, and said abruptly: "You know everything?"

Ling Tiansu said: "Ice cave punishment, the main punishment to suppress the soul, even if the body can be liberated and rescued, the soul of the tortured person is still frozen in the cold ground, if I guess correctly, now the mother of Zi Worry should be no different from sleeping, right?"

......

......

The 100-mile ice cave is in prison, and the cold and snow are endless all year round.

In the bitter cold world where the snow was once as cold as a razor, Ling Tiansu came leisurely like a walk between the pavilions, and hunted in the wind and snow in a light robe.

Even if it was Mu Lianzhuo, who was full of excitement, he couldn't help but take a few breaths of heat when he came to this cold place, obviously unable to endure the bitter cold.

He quickly followed Ling Tiansu's footsteps and asked in a low voice: "Zi Wei and her mother have been separated for many years, and they must miss her very much, now that Ya'er has regained her freedom, she is afraid that she wants to see her for the first time more than anyone else, why do you want her to wait anxiously outside?"

Ling Tiansu looked at the distant ice cave to the extreme, looking at the towering snow peaks that towered like the giant sword of the gods in the twilight, his eyes were as deep as the ice blue of the sea, it seemed to be calm, and under the 100,000 deep seas, there were deep-sea beasts hidden.

He chuckled twice and gave the explanation: "Zi Wei is pregnant now, and it is bitter and cold here, so it is not appropriate to travel more." ”

Mu Lianzhuo thought to herself, that girl is now more powerful than her Lao Tzu, and she is afraid of the bitter cold of a fart.

In his heart, he was slandered, but Mu Lianzhuo was more relieved.

Seeing that this kid attached so much importance to his daughter's body, he was relieved.

The prison of the ice cave is divided into ten layers.

Back then, the outermost cold prison almost killed him and Zi Wei.

Now that he has revisited the old place, he has stepped down a few steps away, and the entire vast mountain does not shake for a minute, but in the depths of the mountain, there is a dull rumbling sound.

The sound is like winter thunder, brilliant and terrifying.

The stone gate of the ice cave engraved with the one-eyed totem quietly turned into dust in this rumbling sound.

The dark and dull entrance of the cave emanated a terrifying chill like thick frost.

The chill was so deep that it even blew out the silhouette of the cold wind above the snowy peaks.

Mu Lianzhuo was amazed, and his heart was amazed again and again.

The Ice Cave of the Dark Passage is the source of the entire Snow Frontier Cold Domain, and a heavy stone gate enchantment is in charge of the power of the four seasons of the hundred snowy mountains.

He remained silent and broke through the tenfold barrier in one step, which was even if it was a backhand, and he could melt away most of his snowy territory.

I still thought that today's slaughter, this son is too ruthless.

Now it seems that he is still very mild today, at least he has the patience to wait for the list to be prepared.

As soon as the barrier was broken, Mu Lianzhuo couldn't wait to walk in front of Ling Tiansu, the excitement and guilt in his eyes could not be hidden, and his expression was hesitant and struggling, but his footsteps did not stop at all.

Ling Tiansu followed closely, covered with snow caves, and there were sharp ice edges like swords hanging in all directions, and the eyes were white, and it didn't look like a place where living people could survive at all.

He could clearly hear Mu Lianzhuo's increasingly rapid and disordered breathing, and his hands under his robe were trembling violently.

The snow cave was empty, and there was not a trace of anyone in sight.

Mu Lianzhuo kept rubbing his hands, and said with a distressed expression: "I was useless back then, watching Ya'er being imprisoned in this snowy cage, so many years have passed, her soul has already suffered from the torture of the Spiritual Breath Cold Blade, and her soul has been disintegrated inch by inch, assimilated into this ice mist like dust." ”

Of course, Ling Tiansu knew what he was worried about.

It's not that Mu Lianzhuo can't summon the soul of his wife.

The reason why he only took away her body was in this ice cave, and for generations, the torture was by no means the only one who was tortured.

She wasn't the only one who slashed souls.

The soul particles that are now swaying in this space are even more mixed with the soul consciousness of others.

If you rashly summon spirits, it will inevitably make other souls that cannot be reborn like evil ghosts pounce on them, and all of them will pour into the body of Zi Worry's mother.

"Uncle Mu doesn't need to worry too much, although this matter is tricky, it is not completely unsolvable. ”

As soon as the voice fell, Ling Tiansu's eyes closed slightly, and in the center of his eyebrows, a holy golden vertical mark cracked, and the golden brilliance was like a vast sky, sprinkling endless golden drizzle, and the rain was floating in the air, floating in the space without weight, and then differentiating into a smaller existence.

In an instant, the entire space was filled with countless golden dust particles.

Under the swaying of these golden light particles, for a while, it was extremely quiet.

Those frozen and sleeping consciousness souls, who were pulled and awakened, and were banished by the ice, should have been frantically biting those golden light particles, invading Ling Tiansu's divine consciousness ocean like thirsty fish.

But at this moment, they were quiet and did not dare to shout.

Seeing such a magical scene, Mu Lianzhuo didn't even dare to take a breath and tightened his breathing firmly.

A moment later, those light particles turned into rain again and merged into Ling Tiansu's eyebrows, and the still hoarfrost and dense fog slowly fluttered and floated lightly again.

Seeing him open his eyes, Mu Lianzhuo hurriedly asked impatiently, "How?"

Ling Tiansu didn't answer immediately, raised his chin and pondered for a moment, and said, "I didn't find the soul of Zi Worry's mother in this space. ”

"Impossible!" Mu Lianzhuo's complexion changed greatly, his face was in chaos, and his whole face was pulled up: "I obviously took Ya'er's body from the ice cave, she has been imprisoned here all the year round, and her soul has been locked in the cold prison for a long time, no longer in this realm, where can she go?!!"

Ling Tiansu exhaled slowly, his voice slowed down, and said, "Uncle Mu doesn't need to worry, I said that if I am no longer here, I must not be here." ”

He raised his arm and pointed to the ice wall in front of him: "But I feel a deeper place, there is a fluctuation of the soul. ”

Mu Lianzhuo's whole person was lost and depressed, and he shook his head again and again: "Impossible, behind the ice wall is the Snow Peak Mountain, and there are 10,000 years of punishment ice all year round, Ya'er She was banished here, cultivated as a lock, such a powerless realm, let alone kill herself, is to use her soul to touch the punishment ice." ”

Ling Tiansu's eyes were deep, and he didn't explain anything to him, staring at the huge ice wall for a long time, his eyes suddenly narrowed and sharp, he took two steps forward, and punched out.

The thick ice cracked and clicked down, and under Mu Lianzhuo's stunned gaze, his entire arm sank into the thick cold ice wall.

Soon, Mu Lianzhuo saw that his eyebrows were raised, and there was a little more meaning of a smile in his eyes.

Seeing this smile, for some reason, Mu Lianzhuo's heart suddenly rose to his throat.

The smile in Ling Tiansu's eyes flashed, and he quickly pulled out his arm, and with a light tug, he pulled out a green vine, and on the vine, there was a crystal purple ripe fruit.

The round fruit was not affected by the chill of this environment, and it was still full, and you could even see the flesh moist and full.

The purple fruit has a transparent glass-like color, and wisps of blue soul linger in it.

"If my guess is correct, this is the soul of Zi Wei's mother. ”

Mu Lianzhuo's face was blank for a while, he had been the patriarch for many years, and he had never seen such an unbelievable thing, he said dumbfounded: "How can this be...... How can this be ......?"

Ling Tiansu looked at the fruit in his hand twice, and said strangely: "This is actually the spiritual fruit of the Fusang Divine Tree on the Holy Mountain?"

He nodded: "It's also perfect for soul nourishment." ”

As he spoke, Ling Tiansu glanced at Mu Lianzhuo, and couldn't help asking: "The little nephew is very curious, what kind of crime did the mother who was worried about back then commit, and when her soul was broken and scattered, she had to be beaten into this bitter cold place. ”

Mu Lianzhuo's face turned pale, his lips were blue and trembling, and there was a hint of pain in his eyes: "I don't know...... I don't know...... I really don't know what happened back then, my father was furious with her, I was going to the demon world to attend the demon king's New Year banquet, and when I rushed back, it was already like this. ”

Looking at Mu Lianzhuo's expression, it was obvious that he didn't know anything about the events of the year, and he didn't even know that his wife's soul had been scattered.

However, if the soul is scattered, it will be dispersed, for Mu Wei, who is thunderous and angry, why should a person who has been punished for a serious crime waste Fusang Spirit Fruit to protect her soul.

Did Mu Wei have ulterior motives, or did someone else secretly help him?

Ling Tiansu thought about it, there is no need to think deeply about this question, and now his soul is complete.

Wouldn't it be better to ask the owner directly about the events of the year?

All the way back.

With Luo Qingyi's help to stabilize and take care of Mu Ziwei, today's events have also perfectly concealed Zi Wei's past.

Her mother's imprisonment was already the deepest knot in her heart, so there was no need for her to know about the inhuman suffering her mother had suffered.

Crushed the spirit fruit, and under the careful care of Ling Tiansu's breath, the preserved soul slowly crossed into the eyebrows and souls of the sleeping woman in the couch.

The woman's name is Mu Yashi, and she sleeps very calmly, only when the soul is like a body, the peaceful and beautiful eyebrows are painfully tightened, and the hands that are flat on the chest are also unconsciously clenched in the uneasiness and pain.

Ling Tiansu's eyes moved slightly.

Looking at this situation, it has been many years since the soul has been separated from the body, is it that the soul has been stripped and separated before being imprisoned?

Otherwise, when the soul is restored, it will never be so painful.

This is because the soul has been away from the body for too long, and the body is strange to the soul, and it is difficult to blend in, so it needs to suffer some hardships.

Mu Lianzhuo obviously knew this truth, and his fists were clenched tightly, but he didn't dare to disturb him out of voice.

Fortunately, Lingtian Su cultivated for the depths, but it would not let her soul run out of control.

The state quickly stabilized.

Mu Lianzhuo wiped the sweat on his face again and again, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Ling Tiansu knew that under the painful stimulation of experiencing Fang Cai's soul reset, the sleeping person would soon wake up.

While waiting, he folded his arms over his chest and quietly looked at the beautiful woman on the bed.

Among the fox clan, there has always been no shortage of stunning colors.

Ziwei's mother is also very beautiful, and the years have not left ruthless traces on her face.

But if you really want to compare it carefully, Ling Tiansu found that if you talk about beauty, Zi Wei is better than blue.

Looking at the entire northern and southern tribes, she actually found that it was difficult to find a fox demon woman who could compete with her.

Even her mother-in-law is far from it.

I can't tell you what kind of regret and disappointment it is.

"Hmm......"

The woman on the couch quickly let out a small moan of pain and woke up faintly.

Mu Lianzhuo hurriedly greeted her, but he didn't dare to touch her at will, for fear of hurting her, so he only dared to whisper cautiously: "Ya'er......"

(ps: Time is limited, so it's not divided into chapters, and the three chapters are merged into one chapter, don't say that Beibei is short and weak.) ）