Chapter Eighty-Four: The Rebirth of the City

"No, it's the Blood Mountain Ancestor who died, and no one controls this Blood Light Array, so it will naturally be defeated. The old man of the Qi family said with a smile, he recognized that this was a young man's success.

Although the power of this dagger's self-explosion is terrifying, it is difficult to cause harm to the eighth-order Daoists, but the ordinary people who survived are in danger!

However, many of the Ninth Orders were not idle, and they would more or less shelter some mortals who approached.

The clouds prop up a small space that shelters the mortals behind it.

"Click!" The blood-colored world shattered, and a big golden foot fell in the direction of the blood-light array.

I saw that the flames had dissipated, and the half of the blood demon that had been drilled out of the blood-colored array was still there.

And as the footfoot fell, the bloodfiend turned to ashes without resistance.

You know, that blood demon was a ninth-order, and he was trampled to death like this.

"I'm late!" said Kyawneng's voice.

"You're too late!" the old man of the Qi family snorted coldly and escaped into the void.

Since he was dead, the old man left first. The old man of Hushan swept over Jueneng, with some fear in his eyes, and his figure retreated, escaping into the void.

"I'll leave it to Master Jueneng and Qingdao Daoyou. The woman smiled and put the piano away, returning to the man's side.

"Let's get started. Jue Neng said.

"What starts?" Qing Daozi looked surprised.

"Restore the city to its original state!"

"This. ”

"It's going to be good. ”

"Okay!"

"Let's do it. A pale gold chain connected the two.

If he wants to restore the city to its original state, Qingdao Daozi needs to suffer a strong backlash, but the golden chain of Jue Neng can help him share the backlash.

I saw the clock hanging in the air, emitting a thousand rays of light.

"Da da da!" the clock turned backwards, and with each tick, the ruins took on a hint of the city.

As time passed, the first flame was ignited and rekindled.

The flame burns with time until it is extinguished, which is its life. The flame burns against time until it is extinguished, which is also his life. This life is so similar that they burn the same thing, except that one is destruction and the other is rebirth!

"Da Da Da!" The model of the city has come out.

Collapsed houses, collapsed bridges, trees, water flows. Everything is moving in the original direction.

Jue Neng couldn't help but smile as he watched everything return to normal.

On the other side, Qingdao Daozi emitted blue light all over his body, and with him as the center, a new world was born!

Everything in this world is going backwards, the cars are driving backwards, the rivers are flowing backwards, and even the people on the earth are walking backwards.

The ruins are gone, the former glory is back!

"Smack!" a soft voice sounded, as if it was knocking on everyone's hearts.

"What just happened? No, wasn't it raining just now? Why is the sun coming out?" someone sat in a tall building.

"Ahh

"I remember I've already done these questions!" one student frantically said.

The only ones who remain silent are those who survived to the end, who have witnessed the journey from prosperity to ruin and from ruin to prosperity.

"Let's go!" Qing Daozi appeared next to Huang San, and strangely, the man and woman didn't know when they left.

"Master, someone wants to see you!" Huang Sandao.

"Nope. Qing Daozi snorted coldly, he had just broken through and needed to go back to stabilize his cultivation.

"I suggest you go and meet her anyway. Huang San gritted his teeth, he wanted to gamble.

"Don't go. Qing Daozi grabbed Huang San and was about to leave.

"Brother Qingdaozi, the benefit I said is that person. Jueneng's voice rang out just in time.

"Master Jueneng, as a Heavenly Dao Master, you can't talk nonsense!" Qing Daozi said solemnly.

"Naturally, no. "Feeling can be guaranteed.

"Tell me who you want to see me first?" Qing Daozi frowned slightly, as a ninth-order, there were not many things that could make him tempted.

"A little girl named Xiao Jiu. Huang Sandao.

"Where?"

"In a small town outside the city, Sister Yun has a clone there!"

"Lead the way!" Huang San, if you lie to the old man, the old man will punish you!" Qing Daozi was helpless, so he had to leave with the clouds.

"No, no, no. Seeing that Qing Daozi agreed, Huang San naturally smiled, but they seemed to have forgotten to bring Huang San.

"Go, I'll send you there. At the critical moment, Jueneng's voice sounded.

The blue light flashed, and two people walked out of the town.

"Is this here?" Qing Daozi swept his eyes and knew where there were people and where there were no people.

"Yes. Yun gently pushed the door open.

A little girl is lying on a wooden bed with her fingers in her mouth.

"Is that her?" asked Aomichiko softly.

"Yes. Yun nodded, and the clone returned to his body.

"Master, it's her. With a flash of golden light, Huang San appeared beside Qing Daozi.

"Boy, be punished!" saw Qing Daozi pick up Huang San.

"Don't!" Huang San screamed, waking up the girl who was dreaming on the bed.

"Hmmm, don't, don't hit my brother. The girl was visibly startled by what she saw and began to cry.

"Hmph, this crying looks a little similar to my dead granddaughter. Qing Daozi shook his head and put Huang San down.

"What's the matter with her?" Qing Daozi's expression was cold, but the hidden thoughts in his eyes were so real.

"She wanted to see her grandparents who had left. Huang San said euphemistically.

"Oh, how long have your grandparents been gone?" Qing Daozi looked at the little girl, a little excited in her heart.

"Well, one, two, three, three!" the little girl counted one finger at a time.

"Three years?" Qing Daozi glared at Huang San viciously.

"Master, you can help her this time. Huang San pleaded.

"Okay!" Qing Daozi sighed, only to see a clock appear in the center of his eyebrows, and the time on the clock quickly receded.

Yun was a little sluggish to see this scene, he had followed Qing Daozi for so long, and it was the first time that he changed his mind after making a decision.

Three years is a long time, but for Taoists, it is only a moment.

The dust in the house drifted out of the windows at a speed visible to the naked eye, the rotten wooden planks on the floor were being restored, the dilapidated windows were repaired, and the dilapidated cabinets were given a new glow.

At this moment, the cottage goes back to three years ago. At this moment, even the slanting sun outside the house is so warm.

"Da-da-da-da. "There was the sound of footsteps on the stairs.

"Ahem. The cough was intense and deep, followed by a vomiting sound, and a scream.

"Old man, why are you vomiting blood again?"

"It's old, it's useless. The old man sighed.

There was another sound of footsteps, and the old lady helped the old man slowly walk downstairs.

"Grandpa!" Xiao Jiu, who had been standing silently beside Huang San, finally cried.

"Hmm, Xiao Jiu, why are you here?"

"Xiao Jiu is here, I won't go to the hospital, I want to accompany my granddaughter. "This is also a kind grandfather.

"Grandparents. Xiao Jiu ran to his grandparents and helped the second elder downstairs.

"Xiao Jiu, you have grown taller. Grandpa smiled, with a hint of bright red at the corner of his mouth.

Indeed, Xiao Jiu three years ago was not in this room, what they saw was three years later.

"Well, I used to know how to mess around, but now I'm much more sensible. Grandma laughed too.

She enjoyed it and enjoyed being held by her granddaughter.

"What about your mom and dad, why didn't you see them?" asked Grandpa, sitting on the couch.

"They ......" Xiao Jiu hesitated, and after three years, her parents divorced, and she was awarded to her father, and later, her father married a stepmother, and they gave birth to a son.

"Xiao Jiu, did you sneak here behind your parents' back?" Grandma saw Xiao Jiu's sad face, and her heart was clear.

"Grandparents, I see you lying in the plank, buried in the earth. Xiao Jiu suddenly burst into tears.

"Huh?" Grandpa was stunned.

"What are you talking about?" Grandma was also a little confused.

"It's been three years, where have you been, grandparents?" Xiao Jiu cried.

"Three years?" the two old men understood, they had been dead for three years.

"If it weren't for the big brother and the old man who brought me to see you, I almost thought I would never see you again. Xiao Jiu hugged her grandparents and buried her head in her clothes.

"I see?" said Grandpa after laughing twice, "Your grandmother and I went to a far place. ”