"This doppelganger is a seed, it won't help me much now, but once he grows up..."A trace of expectation flashed in Wang Mo's eyes, and his body shook and disappeared between heaven and earth.

After the battle with the remnants of the Gang tribe hundreds of years ago, although the victory was achieved, the casualties were equally heavy, and today, despite the hundreds of years that have passed, the population of the Chiyou tribe is still too different from that year.

Even the most prosperous capital of the Chiyou tribe, although it was not bleak, was far less lively than when Wang Mo first arrived hundreds of years ago.

There are still shops on the street, but there are not many pedestrians, and the occasional stopper also leaves in a hurry after a few glances.

In the city of the main soldier of the year, there is a long river, this river flows downstream, and the outer river of the capital is connected, self-contained, at this moment, on the bank of the river, Wang Mo sat there quietly, looking at the river.

If there is a force that can turn back the years by hundreds of years, then you will find that the place where he sits is the same as it was back then.

At present, people are still the people of the past, and the place where they are is still the same as the place of the year, and even the river is still the same river, the side is still the same, but the things are old, and there is no painting boat on the river, and there is no sound of the piano in the ears.

There was a trace of melancholy in his heart, Wang Mo looked at the empty river, and his ears seemed to echo the sound of the piano from hundreds of years ago, lingering around him, but the sound of the piano was very weak, as if it would dissipate when the wind blew, and it could no longer be heard.

Thinking back then, Wang Mo and Mu Yuxiao met again, if it weren't for the night of wine with Chi Wei on the boat, I am afraid that they would not have met once.

Wang Mo is still vaguely recalling his first meeting with Mu Yuxiao, and will never forget the lonely back and the sad piano sound.

Sitting there, watching the sunset, Wang Mo was immersed in reminiscence, at this moment, he felt the existence of the years, hundreds of years passed in a blink of an eye, and everything could be washed away, but the eternal memory could not be washed away.

"This, maybe it's the sorrow of life..."Wang Mo sighed lightly, it is precisely because of memory that there are years, if a person has no memory, then the years will not exist.

"I don't know if the old people are still there..."

By Wang Mo's side, there is a wine jug, and the wine in it is called from the same shop back then, and the shop has been passed down from generation to generation.

Wang Mo picked it up and took a sip.

"Even the taste has changed..."Wang Mo smiled bitterly and put down the wine jug.

"Of course it has changed, the descendants of the old man in the wine shop, without the craftsmanship of their ancestors, can't make that taste of time. A calm voice came from behind Wang Mo, revealing a hint of exhaustion.

Wang Mo didn't look back, and sighed lightly: "I haven't seen you for hundreds of years, and Lord Chiwei doesn't have the freedom he had back then!"

There was a long sigh behind Wang Mo, but he saw a middle-aged man in purple clothes, sitting next to Wang Mo, this man was extremely handsome, and he could vaguely see his appearance back then, but now, his sideburns have white hair, and his face has vicissitudes.

"Take a sip of this and try it. The middle-aged man took out a wine jug and handed it to Wang Mo.

Wang Mo took a sip, a smile appeared on his face, and said, "It's the wine of the year!"

"I know you'll definitely come back, so I've left a lot of them, ready to drink with you again for the night!" The middle-aged man took out an extra wine jug in his hand, drank most of it in one gulp, his eyes showed a look, and he laughed: "Brother Wang, but you don't have the sound of the piano back then?"

A wisp of piano sound came from a distance like an ethereal ethereal, with a hint of loneliness and sorrow, swirling around, and in a moment, there was a large boat on the river with the ups and downs of the water surface, coming down the river.

On the bow of the boat, there was also a woman sitting with her back to Wang Mo, playing the piano.

Wang Mo held the wine jug in his hand, looking at the boat that was gradually moving slowly along the river, and there were bursts of piano sounds in his ears, as if he had returned to hundreds of years ago.

It's just that the sound of this piano is just similar, but it has lost the charm of the year, and even the person who plays the piano is not the Mu Yuxiao of the past...

After taking a sip of wine, Wang Mo sighed lightly and said, "Lord Chiwei has a heart. ”

The middle-aged man didn't speak, and the two of them sat on the riverside, silently drinking wine, a pot, a pot...

The sun sets in the west, the earth is shrouded in darkness, and tonight, there is no moon.

Some are just the constant sound of the piano and the few lights hanging on the boat that are lit up in the wind.

Time passed slowly, as the light of the dawn in the east covered the earth, and when the darkness faded, Wang Mo's side by the river was full of empty wine pots.

"Ancestor Chiyou has already known about Brother Wang's arrival, and sent me here to pass on a word to Brother Wang. The middle-aged man looked at the flask and said softly.

Wang Mo's expression was calm, he had expected this since the arrival of Chi Wei last night. After all, this Hook Tooth Endless Realm is already the world of Chiyou, and for hundreds of years, as Chiyou continues to devour other fierce spirits, every time you swallow one, Chiyou will be countless times stronger...

Wang Mo took a sip of the only half pot of wine left in his hand.

"As long as Brother Wang agrees, leaving one of the places to enter the twelfth Immortal Mansion, five of the sixteen clans in the Endless Realm of Hook Teeth, is a gift to the Wanluo tribe!

The existence of the black stone statue can hide from many people, but it is difficult to hide from Chi You, this Wang Mo knows very well, the other party has not taken any action in the past few hundred years, allowing the Wanluo tribe to develop, and he has not taken away the slightest hint of wolf knowledge, what he wants is today.

"Yes!" Wang Mo looked at the sky in the distance and said calmly.

The middle-aged man stood up, hugged his fist at Wang Mo, and said in a deep voice: "Brother Wang, the task of the ancestor of Chiyou has been explained, and there is still one thing to ask for now."

The spirit of my divine soldier and tiger spirit was originally the son of a friend of mine, but the world is unpredictable, and in the end I can't escape life and death, so I can only become my sword soul, trapped here for countless years, and never set foot in the endless realm of hooking teeth.

What I want to do is to hope that Brother Wang can take this spirit with him and leave the Hook Tooth Endless Realm, so that he can re-enter reincarnation, or have another creation..."

The middle-aged man's expression was gloomy, and with a finger of the void in his right hand, a sword suddenly roared from the direction of the main city, and inside the sword was the sword of the tiger!

Wang Mo was silent for a moment, and said slowly: "Why don't you look for someone else." ”

The middle-aged man shook his head and said calmly: "There are many immortals who have entered the Hook Tooth Endless Land Realm for countless years, but except for a limited number of people, I can't believe it... It's just that a few people who can believe it, but because I can still protect this knife, I missed it. ”

Wang Mo sighed lightly, he had already noticed it at the moment when this Chiwei came last night, and there was a faint death aura on this Chiwei, and this person's longevity was about to be exhausted.

Although it is the endless realm of hooking teeth, there are more longevity than ordinary immortals, but there is also a day when it dissipates, if there is no accident, there is less than half a jia, and this Chiwei will return to the ruins.

After an acquaintance, Wang Mo had no reason to refuse, he nodded.

The middle-aged man showed a smile on his face, his expression was free and easy, and with a wave of his right hand, the divine soldier tiger immediately turned into a golden flying tiger in a flash, and the flying tiger's eyes showed reluctance, if it weren't for the divine soldier without tears, he was already hazy with tears at this moment.

"Be obedient, don't be willful in the future..."The man looked at Feihu very lovingly, as if he was not looking at the sword soul, but his own child.

With a light sigh, the middle-aged man clenched his fist at Wang Mo and bowed deeply.

"Thank you, Brother Wang!"

After speaking, he turned around and took a step forward, and left far away in a few steps, leaving only Wang Mo who was holding the wine jug and the reluctant face, revealing a sad divine soldier.

"Let's go. Wang Mo drank the wine in the jug in one gulp, put it aside, stood up, and walked towards the void.

The flying tiger looked at the main city of soldiers, his eyes showed a goodbye, he understood that this clan monarch who treated him like a parent and child, I was afraid that there would be no day when we would never see each other again in this life, and the severance of Shouyuan could not be changed.

In his sorrow, his body turned into green smoke and returned to the Divine Soldier Tiger Spirit, let out a mournful roar, and followed behind Wang Mo.

The tiger spirit is like a golden mang, following behind Wang Mo, as Wang Mo gradually moves forward, and finally the knife roars, Wang Mo's sleeve is flicked, and it is stored in the storage bag, and then he is surrounded by immortal knowledge, opens the Xianfu Jade Jane, and his body suddenly disappears without a shadow under the golden light.

In the eleventh cave mansion of the Gouya Endless Land Realm, led by Che Jihang, everyone is constantly cracking the formation seal, there are too many formation seals in this cave, and with the continuous cracking, some heavenly things have appeared in front of everyone one after another.

With the cultivation of Che Jihang and others, it was not difficult to break the seals of these formations, and they were like a bamboo, and gradually went straight to the center of this cave mansion. It's just that at this point, the power of the formation seal has almost reached its peak, and it is by no means something that can be broken by cultivation, and only after understanding the structure of the formation seal can it be broken.

At this moment, on the platform outside the cave, under a flash of golden light, Wang Mo's figure appeared. He didn't pause, and stepped directly into the cave, and the remnant formation seals that had been cracked could be seen everywhere along the way, except for the first ones that had been cracked back then, most of them were broken by Che Jihang and his party recently.

Not long after moving forward, Wang Mo saw Che Jihang and others from a distance.

The three gentlemen meditated cross-legged, and there were bursts of white qi on their bodies, obviously because of the previous crack, which made the three of them spend a lot of cultivation, and they were recovering at the moment.

Next to the three gentlemen, there was a bald young man, what Wang Mo didn't expect was that the bald head actually had some attainments in the formation seal, and with Xie Xiaozi, he was calculating the method of cracking a formation seal.

The Tiger Emperor has also studied the technique of formation sealing, and has become the main force in breaking the formation seal, as for Che Jihang and the woman in silver, they are responsible for the attacks and changes that appear after the formation seal is broken, just in case...