In a bright starry sky, ripples like water, slowly rippling, like ripples in the heart of a lover, gradually getting farther and farther away.

In the center of the ripples, Wang Mo staggered out, his face was pale, and at the moment of appearance, he immediately raised his right hand and grabbed the void, and the storage crack in front of him appeared, and Zhao Hongxia's delicate body with closed eyes was held in his arms.

Zhao Hongxia's expression declined even more and withered.

As early as when the Heavenly Demon was chasing and killing, Wang Mo was afraid of hurting Zhao Hongxia, so he sent a divine power to surround him and send it into the crack of the storage.

It's just that in the storage cracks, after all, it is not as good as Wang Mo's side, and in the short time of the First World War, Zhao Hongxia's vitality has dissipated a lot.

Looking at Zhao Hongxia's haggard face, Wang Mo's heart was tingling and sad, he promised Zhao Hongxia to do everything he could, and he would not let it dissipate in this world!

It was his promise, a man's promise.

Gently embracing Zhao Hongxia with his right hand, Wang Mo continued to operate his divine power regardless of his injury, turning into a time magic power, which permeated Zhao Hongxia's whole body, nourishing his mind and vitality.

The starry sky was very quiet, there was no sound, and the whole world was quietly darkened at this moment, only this man and a woman flew away silently in this silent starry sky.

Xuanwu's half of the phalanges were put into the storage space by Wang Mo, and he had no time to study it in detail, even the white-haired old man who was curled by the ancient thunder whip was also sealed by Wang Mo with the ancient thunder whip, sealing the white-haired old man's whole body and storing it in the storage space.

In this quiet starry sky, Wang Mo didn't want everything to disturb him now, he just wanted to accompany Zhao Hongxia silently and send him to the Empty Demon Lord, or rather, to send Zhao Hongxia for the last time...

"When I'm gone... You want to send me..."Zhao Hongxia's voice came vaguely from ten years ago, and surrounded Wang Mo's ears.

Now, Wang Mo is fulfilling the promise of the year and sending Zhao Hongxia.

The beauty of the starry sky lies not in the brilliant nebula, let alone the meteorites that flash from time to time, but in the ultimate quiet, in which you can silently count your loneliness and loneliness, and experience the coldness between heaven and earth that seems to be the only one left.

Holding Zhao Hongxia, Wang Mo's eyes showed a soft light, and he galloped towards the front, towards the realm where the Empty Demon Lord was located in his memory, and galloped faster and faster.

Starlight draped over him and her, as if he was also silently accompaniing, sending these two people through the final journey, Zhao Hongxia's weakness became heavier and heavier, and Wang Mo's time magic power passed into his body couldn't help but increase more and more.

In the continuous progress of the two of them, the starry sky was reduced to inches into the heaven and earth, slowly narrowing the distance, and the star field where the Empty Demon Lord was located was relatively remote, and in the vast sea of stars, Wang Mo moved forward silently.

The Kongqi clan is one of the few tribes in the stars that are not good at killing, just like Zhao Hongxia, the hair of its people is all red.

Red like sadness, such as melancholy, permeating the depths of the soul of every person of the empty tribe, for the magic power, for the cultivation of immortals, the empty tribe people do not seem to have too high talent, throughout the ages, there are not many great magical immortals, except for the famous empty demon lord who raises the stars.

At the time when the Demon Lord of Emptiness had not yet shocked the stars, the Void Clan was a very small clan, although the people in it were not very talented in cultivating immortals, but they had studied the techniques of qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, alchemy, and refining tools very deeply, especially the music music, which had almost reached the peak of a kind of sound.

In the same way, the Kongwu tribe is a beautiful tribe, and its people, men and women, are all extremely good-looking.

It is precisely because of this kind of thing that the empty clan, after countless years of reproduction, has gradually become the first choice for some big clans to favor Ji and children.

This is a kind of sadness for the empty people, but also a kind of injury, just like their hair, this kind of sadness permeates the heart, and it does not disperse for a long time, so that the women in the tribe have a strange beauty, and the men of the empty tribe are the same.

Their music is no longer cheerful, and some of them are just filled with sorrow in their hearts, and they become a subsidiary of the Star Clan through the music.

They have no freedom, and every empty tribesman will be taken away before they reach adulthood, and they will not be able to live or die on their own, and even after leaving, there is no possibility of returning to their homeland in this life.

All this, until the rise of the Demon Lord of Emptiness, has undergone earth-shaking changes!

The Demon Lord of Emptiness is the first person of the Void Clan for countless years, and legends about him continue to circulate throughout the stars...

In Xingchen, when it comes to the Empty Demon Lord, the first thing that often comes to mind is not his strength, but his infatuation, the Empty Demon Lord has only loved one woman in his life.

It was the sadness in his heart, the sorrow in his heart, which accompanied him through the years.

It is rumored that it is precisely because of the lack of love of the Demon Lord that he has come to this point and become one of the five monarchs of the Demon Clan, even the young master of the Demon Clan is quite jealous of him!

The Empty Clan, because of the Empty Demon Lord, has become one of the great clans of the stars, occupying a wide range of star fields, but the nature of the Empty Clan, but it has not changed, they still live quietly in this huge star field, and the sadness in the music has gradually dissipated, replaced by happiness.

Their happiness is under the protection of the Demon Lord of Emptiness, who is a god and is revered by the entire Void Clan.

The Red Mountain, where they live all the year round, has become a holy place for the empty people! However, compared with the happiness of the entire empty tribe, the sorrow contained in the music floating on the red mountain at that time is faint and can never be dissipated.

Like the empty memory of the Demon Lord, the smell of sorrow has become eternal.

At this moment, on the top of the red mountain, a very ordinary house was far away in the wind, and a middle-aged man in red clothes looked at the guqin in front of him, and after a long time, gradually raised his head.

His face can make all men in the world lose their color, even women, will be dull in front of him, and his handsomeness does not seem to appear in this world.

It's just that the tiredness on his face, as well as the memories in his eyes, make his whole person filled with a melancholy atmosphere and look a little old.

He has red hair, but there are white threads growing on his sideburns, which seems to tell the unhappiness of his life for countless years.

The middle-aged man showed sadness in his eyes, silently lowered his head, looked at the guqin in front of him, and slowly stroked it with both hands.

The door of the house was opened silently after a long time, and a wonderful woman walked in.

The woman was beautiful, dressed in pink, and she approached gently.

"You... Can't I forget her?" the woman sat silently and said softly.

The middle-aged man didn't speak, let alone look up, just stroked the guqin, and the memories in his eyes became more and more sad.

"It's been a long time, she's dead, you... Why do you have to do this!" The woman bit her lower lip and looked at the man with a complicated look.

"She's not dead!" the middle-aged man raised his head, his gaze like lightning, and fell on the woman.

"But what is the difference between her now and dead, she is already dead!" the woman looked at the man in a daze, her expression revealing misery.

The middle-aged man was silent, and after a long time, he stood up and said calmly: "Your sister, she is not dead!"

The woman's eyes sparkled.

The middle-aged man sighed lightly, pushed open the door of the house, walked out, looked at the sunset gradually setting in the distance, he took a step forward, and the whole person exuded a soft red glow, and disappeared into the world.

The star field where the empty clan is located is extremely vast, and at this moment, at the edge of this star field, a woman in white clothes, with a calm expression, walked step by step, she followed all the way and came here.

Just as she was about to enter the Empty Clan Star Domain, the woman in white paused, stopped her steps, and looked ahead indifferently.

In the starry sky in front of her, silently, there was a red light flashing, but it was the middle-aged man who disappeared on the red mountain, walking out of the red light.

"Get out!" The middle-aged man's eyes were cold, and he only said one word.

The woman in white was silent, her expression was as usual, and she did not change in any way because of this word.

"He's been chosen, and you can't protect him. After a long time, the woman in white spoke slowly.

"Roll !!" The middle-aged man's eyes suddenly flashed, and his voice was calm, but there was an indescribable aura that burst out, heading straight for the woman in white.

The pupils in the white-clothed woman's eyes shrank, her right hand raised and slapped forward, and her body floated back.

"He always has to come out. The woman's voice was still flat, and gradually retreated farther and farther away, disappearing into the starry sky......

I don't know how long it has been moving in this starry sky, on this day, Wang Mo took Zhao Hongxia to this beautiful empty clan, came to the place where the empty demon lord is, and came to Zhao Hongxia's home...

The vast starry sky, as Wang Mo moved forward, gradually became more and more brilliant. The star field where the empty clan is located is extremely beautiful, and even the immortal cultivation stars are also red, like starlight, and they are softly scattered far away.

"Hongxia, we've arrived..."Wang Mo looked down at Zhao Hongxia, who was sleeping with his eyes closed in his arms, and spoke softly.

At this moment, the star field where the empty tribe was located suddenly bloomed with endless red rays, and under the shroud of that red rays, a deep voice echoed in this heaven and earth.

"Give her, to me..."

In the red light, the middle-aged man walked over, his eyes didn't look at Wang Mo, but just looked at Zhao Hongxia in Wang Mo's arms, hugging him, his expression revealed family affection and heartache.

At the moment when his voice appeared, Wang Mo's heart was shocked, he raised his head suddenly, and saw the middle-aged man in a red shirt at a glance.

This man's appearance is very similar to Zhao Hongxia, between the two, at first glance, they are close relatives!