Looking down, the little girl clearly saw that the blue sword was inserted into her body, and she felt cool. It doesn't hurt, the little girl feels it. A smile gently appeared on her face. In the chaotic consciousness, the crescent moon lake in front of the little girl was swinging with golden waves, and under the sunset, the two brothers were playing with themselves. "Hehe, hehe······" Happy laughter echoed in the valley.

The silver-clad boy quietly stroked the little girl in his arms, the big eyes that no longer opened, the beautiful eyelashes, and the small mouth that kept talking. Tears flowed silently, the heart was like a knife, and the tears turned out to be painful! The white-faced tiger king knew for the first time that this was the first time he had shed tears since the flood famine. Tears blurred his vision, raised his head, and the white-faced tiger king shook the sky and roared: "Why, why is this?!" I just met a good friend who likes me, cares about me, cares about me, respects me, and allows me to exist, and she is dead! And died under the blade of the sword of justice! 5,000 years of spell! You have broken it, because of the soul of a person who truly died for himself. Because he broke the spell, he has since returned to his human form. But what's the use of that!? The only person who understands herself, the lovely little girl, she is dead! In the future, she will walk alone again, watching the moon rise and set alone! haha, haha······ The white-faced tiger king laughed wildly, stood up, held the little girl in both hands, and staggered in the raging rain, with no direction and no goal.

In the haze, the white-faced tiger king felt that the little girl moved, and quickly put the little girl on a bluestone to check it carefully. The blue sword was still stuck in her body, it seemed to be much shorter, and the blue was even darker. Through the moonlight, the white-faced tiger king saw the little girl's body glowing with a faint pale blue glow. The eyes were still closed, but the eyeballs in the eyelids kept beating, and the blue light flashed in the palm of the right hand. Seeing this, the white-faced tiger king was overjoyed, because he had heard from his master about Lan Cuijian's recognition of the new master. If the blue jade sword finds its new owner, its brilliance will be soaked in the master's body, and finally form a small blue sword pattern in the palm of the right hand. If this is true, the little girl will definitely not die, because the Xinghua Nine Swords never kill the master.

I don't know when the night sky regained that beautiful feeling, a crescent moon slanted in the western sky, full of stars, slightly flowing clouds, the towering Longyun Mountain in the distance disappeared in the night fog. In the night fog, there was a figure standing on a mountain peak, masked, and saw a silver-clothed young man holding a little girl in his arms and turned into a flash of light to shoot into the peach blossom forest of the Jade Mausoleum, and disappeared, thinking for a while, it also turned into a light and disappeared into Longyun Mountain.

The little girl lay quietly, and two people stood beside her. A young man in silver, an old man in black. The silver-clothed young man had a pale face, cold eyes, and eternal hatred in his eyes. The old man in black had a terrifying green face and red eyes.

The silver-clothed young man knelt down on one knee and said, "See the master!" and then stepped back and stood sideways.

The old man in black glanced at the little girl, nodded and said, "White-faced Tiger King, fortunately this girl is here, otherwise I'm afraid you would already be a dead body!"

"Is the master saying that the Lan Cui Sword didn't use it with all its might in consideration of its master?" said the silver-clothed young man.

"Yes, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to heal you! she saved you!" said the old man in black.

At this time, the blue emerald sword on the little girl lying quietly was gone, and her body was shrouded in blue brilliance, and the blue brilliance was chaotic.

"Yes, she blocked the sword for me. The silver-clothed young man looked at the little girl gratefully.

"She's waking up. The white-faced tiger king remembers, she is your new master in the future, don't come to me again. You must always be loyal to her, don't ask why, fate is hard to disobey!, you leave quickly!" The old man in black turned into a cloud of smoke and left. The white-faced tiger king leaned over and took a deep look at the smoke in the distance, turned around to look at the little girl who was gradually recovering, moved his hands slightly, gently erased the unpleasant memory of the little girl, and then floated away from the Jade Mausoleum with her in his arms.

Liu Lianlang seemed to hear a cry for help, coming from a long distance, and gradually regained consciousness after hearing this voice. When I opened my eyes, I found myself in a gray space. The space seems to have no bounds, surrounded by clouds. There are eight colored pillars near and far, the same color as the tombstones of the Emerald Mausoleum, only of eight kinds, while the Emerald Mausoleum has nine tombstones and nine colors. At this time, he was floating in the void, the sky was hazy with moonlight, and the three crescents were connected at one end, like a windmill. At the foot is an island, which is dark and has many peaks. The island is surrounded by an endless ocean, the water is pitch black, and the waves in the ocean are surging against the shore, making the sound of the waves crashing against the reef.

Liu Langlang suddenly noticed a problem, he was falling towards the island at a fast speed. However, there were many trees on the island, and the willow wave dragged a few branches to slow down, and landed safely on the island. After landing safely, Liu Yanlang looked at the space in front of him. Not far behind is the coast, the sound of the rising tide can be heard clearly, and there are some coconut trees growing here and there near the beach, and there seem to be coconuts on the trees. To his left was a forest, dark, with a rustling sound. To the right is a low bush, also black and swarthy, and it is difficult to see what is going on. Ahead is a high hill with some large stones looming over it. The high post ahead is good, Liu Zhilang decides where to go, and the high place overlooks it at a glance, in case any beast comes, he can deal with it flexibly. After thinking about it, Liu Langlang broke the roots and branches and walked towards Gaogang.

Fortunately, there are not many obstacles on this road, and Liu Zhilang spent some effort, and he reached the top of the high post about 200 meters. With the help of the moonlight, five groups of stones appeared in front of him, and the arrangement was very distinctive, and Liu Yanlang suddenly thought that this should be a five-element array placed with stones. If you look at the five groups of stones, each group is five. But the shape and color of the five stones in each group are different. There is a glittering box within the gap between the five stones of each group. There is a big golden character flashing on each of the boxes, which are gold, wood, water, fire, and earth. Inside these five groups of stones, there is a stone tablet with some words engraved on it, which cannot be seen without entering the Five Elements Array.

Liu Lianlang thought in his heart, the things in the five groups of stones must be extraordinary, but the person who set up the array was not too difficult to be a treasure hunter, after all, the five elements array was not very difficult. Thinking like this, Liu Lianlang stepped into the Five Elements Array. A few steps to the stone tablet, looking at what was written on it, I couldn't help but gasp.