A one-page book that has endured a hundred years of frost. Carries a lot of memories.

It's just that with the frost and snow encroaching on the cold, the pages of this chapter will eventually fade.

The wind is up, and the cicadas are chirping. Will you still hear it? The autumn wind has not moved the cicadas, and the secret plan is impermanent.

In a hundred years, Chu Cheng has lost very few people, all because he doesn't know, in this life, that person can't hear it after all.

That person, for Chu Cheng. It's the heaviest one of these sheets.

This weight, even after 10,000 or millions of years, will not be forgotten at the last moment of his death.

I thought I could only meet again in my dreams, but I didn't expect to meet today.

It's not a dream, it's real.

The demonic clone pinched the palm with his fingertips, the skin and flesh went in layers, the blood flowed in a circle, and he clearly felt the pain, and finally determined that this was not an illusion.

The finger wrapped around the green silk stopped moving like a string at this moment.

With that finger as the center, with each violent flick, there are waves. In just one breath, the entire hundred-layer clearing formed a huge ripple lake.

This lake is like a lake. The blue light is sparkling, undulating and flowing, and under the snow white in the waves, it seems to freeze in an instant.

The white cloth slowly retreated to the rear, feeling the movement of this scene, Xiumei frowned slightly.

The footsteps moved on the ground, making this undulating scene even more dramatic, like stepping on ice chips, flying all over the sky and swirling around the body.

The demonic clone approached step by step under the panic and unconscious. But his mind was still shaking.

The man in white felt the hand on the other side, although he grasped it in that light, but it was powerless. Just push yourself a little harder. and they will be able to take it from the hand of this man.

But feeling the ripples and fluctuations in all directions, there was an endless emotion in my heart.

The man in white's gaze fell on the other party's palm, and he felt a familiar aura more and more. The invisible emotion is even longer.

A pair of eyes slowly closed, and then opened instantly. At the same time as he opened it, a little scarlet appeared in those beautiful eyes.

At the same time as this scarlet appeared, the four heavens and the earth shook, making the surging fireworks in the surrounding walls even more turbulent, but they could not impact the place where the two of them were standing.

There are thousands of threads all around.

These are thin white threads, intertwined and between the two. Mistakes are repeated, and they are connected to each other.

The man in white frowned again and again when he saw these thin white lines.

These are all threads of cause and effect, which show that there is no connection between the two people in time.

It was only in the next moment that a yellow thread appeared from the white-haired man opposite

, one after another with itself. Let the brow froze.

"Xiaoyi... There is a deep relationship with this person. ”

As soon as the words fell, the face of the man in white changed suddenly. Inner turmoil.

Because he saw that behind this yellow line. In that palm, the finger that was wrapped in green silk had a rolling red mist rising, turning into thousands of threads, and suddenly connected to the body.

This made the man in white in a trance at this moment. Confused.

Behind these thousands of crimson threads, the green silk in that finger instantly burned into ashes, and was drowned in the scattering and ripples.

These red lines are inseparable from cause and effect. In this world, only oneself and oneself can be so profound.

At this moment, the man in white paused. There was a heavy breath on the tip of his nose, and his gaze at the demonic clone was also a little solemn.

It was his green silk, but it was in the hands of others.

This is not the first time that the man in white has seen a demonic clone, he has already seen it from afar at the Rakshasa Gate. At that time, the causal line came out, and it was not so visible.

So, why did his green wisps appear in the hands of others?

The demonic clone was still in shock, although he had already prepared in his heart, but at the moment he saw it, his heart was already shaken, and he was stunned.

Until an exclamation of surprise pulled him out of his panic, and his mind was pulled back to reality.

"My God, my land! What did Jian Ye see! She.... She.... Isn't it sleeping in the primordial space? Why is it here? and... It will also move. ”

Movement is the key, if it is only the person who sees it, lying asleep in front of him, the sword spirit will only think that it is the demonic clone that has moved that one here.

But those who see it move.

That one who lost his three souls and six souls, and now he is only a soul, how can he appear alive in the world.

"Snow Ballads... Senior...... "The demonic clone can hear the heartbeat in his chest pounding violently, like a thunderous drum.

In the ripples, the hand no longer trembled. But his body is still the same.

On this floor, the peerless demeanor on the opposite side is clearly reflected in the pupils, which is extremely clear.

At this time, the demonic clone finally sighed, slowly retracted his outstretched palm, and bowed and saluted with an excited tone: "Senior Xue Yu ......"

The man in white frowned again, doubting again.

"I don't know why you're saluting me, but I'm not what you call a ballad. I am surnamed Feng, and my name is Jingjie. You should have recognized the wrong person. The man in white replied in confusion despite the doubts in his heart.

Hearing this, the demonic clone pinched his hands slightly, and then let go. Said a little helplessly: "I forgot, you are in this world." Originally, I had guessed that you existed in the world. But I didn't expect that the meeting between you and me would be so fast. ”

"I didn't have time to react. It's too late to prepare. ”

When the man in white heard this, his brows furrowed again. After carefully looking at the demonic clone for a moment, he said, "I still don't understand what you're talking about. It's just that this thing of destiny must be the strongest supernatural power in the ten thousand worlds that Master Zun said, so you just give it to me?

"Master said, I am the only one in the world who can walk to the hundred-story land of the Immortal Pavilion. I didn't expect that there would be anyone else besides me. It is worthy of the cultivation of strange dust. As the master said, when I enter the WTO this time, what I need to be cautious about is you and other Mochen. ”

"As a cultivator of the strange dust, a person who is above the realm of ten thousand worlds, how can you not fight with me?"

The demonic clone was not surprised that the man in white recognized that he was from Mochen.

Although the Strange Dust Realm has been sealed for countless years, and there are not many people in the world who know about it, there will still be some people who pay attention to it.

The demonic clone knew that the gap between the two was too big, like the distance between heaven and earth.

No matter how high the earth rises, it will only form mountains.

This mountain peak is considered ten thousand zhang, one hundred thousand zhang. Even if it is extended by tens of millions, billions of feet. The zenith could not be touched.

Even if you use all means, all your schemes. Still unable to reverse the situation.

In such a situation, how can he fight?

It was an invisible, mountain, piercing down from the top of the clouds and blocking him in front of him. It made his heart feel weak.

It's just that this is the words of the person in front of you. Although the person in front of him is not the predecessor of Xue Yu, but the body of this world.

But in his heart, he is still the most admired predecessor of the snow ballad.

She didn't dare to disobey her words.

"Good. The demonic clone nodded, slowly stretched out his hand, and fell back into the light.

At the same time, the black fog is atmospheric and turbulent.

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