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Seeing that Mr. Big's sword was blocked by the black mist, why not fight and directly pull out the whale Ni Dao:

"Withdraw from the formation, we must kill this strange soul this time, otherwise we will not have the face to see the ancestors and ancestors of the autumn water under the Yellow Spring. ”

This is not because of his indifferent temperament and he will not be saved when he dies, but in the current situation, Li Yunsheng has no chance of survival.

If it is because of this personal relationship, let that strange soul be reborn, it will really outweigh the losses.

Such a simple truth, how can they not understand it, Mr. Big?

Several of them did not refute He Bu's words, they all drew their swords to defend the formation, and then walked towards Li Yunsheng, who was wrapped in black mist.

With the skills of a few of them, it is not difficult to kill a strange soul that has just awakened.

"Wait a minute. ”

Just as He Buzheng was about to gather momentum to make a sword, Sun Wumou stopped him.

"Can't wait!"

He Buzheng turned his head to look at him and frowned.

But when he turned his head, he was startled.

I saw the sky behind him, a little spark flew out, whistling past him in the blink of an eye, and finally fell on the ball of black mist, swallowing the black mist in an instant.

When Li Yunsheng, who was wrapped in black mist, was revealed, that little spark instantly submerged into his body.

At the same time, a wail came out of Li Yunsheng's mouth.

"Why! Why is there a ...... in this world?"

Naturally, it was the alien soul in Li Yunsheng's body who said this, but before he finished speaking, his voice stopped abruptly.

Soon, Sun Wumou and Mr. Big felt that the alien soul aura completely disappeared from Li Yunsheng's body.

Several people were stunned by this scene.

"What is this?"

Mr. Big pointed to Li Yunsheng on the stone platform with a puzzled expression, and looked at Sun Wumou.

"After all, I still feel sorry for my disciple. ”

Sun Wumou didn't answer, just smiled playfully.

"You mean...... Is that old man Yang? Is that thing just now ......?"

Mr. Big looked surprised, and then stopped talking.

"Unexpectedly, that rumor is true, no wonder that Yan Prison has been biting us for hundreds of years. ”

Immediately, his expression darkened, and he smiled bitterly to himself.

"It's no wonder that Old Man Yang is doing this. ”

Sun Wumou shook his head and said.

"Naturally. ”

Mr. Big nodded.

"When he wakes up, do you want to tell him?"

He glanced at Li Yunsheng, who was breathing steadily on the stone platform.

"Wait for Old Man Yang to say it himself. ”

Sun Wu said.

"This kid is really lucky, he has all the hardest things in the world to come together. ”

Zhou Bozhong, who hadn't spoken much, suddenly looked at Li Yunsheng and said.

"You only saw his luck, why didn't you see his death just now?"

Qian Chaosheng gave him a blank look.

"The term luck is only limited to the mundane world, and we don't have the word luck in this immortal mansion. ”

Knowing that the two were going to quarrel again, Sun Wumou immediately interrupted them.

"How could such a coincidence happen?"

Zhou Bozhong was puzzled.

"As I said before, there is no accident in this world, he will appear in front of us, there must be something that wants him to appear in front of us. ”

Sun Wumou looked at Li Yunsheng and said.

"Aren't we being toyed with?"

Qian Chaosheng's words were full of displeasure.

"Can't say that. ”

Su Wumou withdrew the sword in his hand and said:

"It's like the wild peach tree in our yard, although we can't figure out how it grew in our yard, but we can choose whether to dig it up, and even if we don't dig it up, we can choose not to water it, not to graft it, not to prune it. ”

"Old man Sun, can you speak more clearly, you always make these twists and turns, and people are confused. ”

Zhou Bozhong said with a depressed face.

Hearing this, everyone burst into laughter.

And when Mr. Su Wumou was talking and laughing with them, Li Yunsheng seemed to have a very long dream.

When the alien soul that had been destroyed by Su Lao's great array suddenly reappeared intact, he had already given up, his soul had been completely overdrawn, and no one could resist the alien soul by any means.

But just when it was disheartened, the strange soul was suddenly enveloped in a crimson flame, and it struggled and cursed frantically, but it couldn't ask for the crimson flame until it was burned to the ground.

Just as the strange soul was burned clean, many memories suddenly flooded into his mind.

At first, these memories are peaceful, although there are days and nights, the change of seasons, but these memories always seem to be a static angle, as if a person sits motionless, silently watching the changes around him year after year.

In this long and peaceful time, Li Yunsheng saw some strange fierce beasts, and what surprised him was that some of the fierce beasts he had seen in some classics were some creatures that had long disappeared in the Ten States Continent.

This quiet time ended with the arrival of a group of travelers.

These people were all heroic-looking, tall and abnormally tall, and the clothes on their bodies did not look like the residents of the Ten Prefectures, what puzzled Li Yunsheng was that they suddenly began to kneel down from the perspective of this memory.

And every day after that, these men would come and bow down for a while.

In the following days, Li Yunsheng saw temples one after another, streets began to emerge in this barren wasteland, and a group of children frolicked around him when they were young, until they came to say goodbye when they were old, and time kept flying.

After another long period of time, I don't know what day it began, a group of people who had never appeared in memory broke in, they burned down the temple, demolished the houses, and drove out the people who lived here one by one, no matter how much they pleaded, they refused to let them go, and even some babies in swaddling clothes died under their knives.

The days of burning, killing, and plundering have lasted for a long, long time.

Until one day, after a burst of swords and axes, Li Yunsheng's vision suddenly darkened.

The memories that flooded into his mind appeared for a long night.

I don't know how long it took in this dark night, Li Yunsheng finally saw the daylight for a long time, he could see that it was an autumn afternoon, a gentle breeze swept by from time to time, and as far as the eye could see were quiet mountains, and a few egrets circled from the sky and fell between the mountains and forests.

Why is this scenery so familiar?

Seeing this, Li Yunsheng was suddenly very surprised.

But in the next second, something even more surprising happened to him.

A young man sweating profusely carrying two buckets of water climbed from the foot of the mountain, he suddenly put down the bucket and looked at "Li Yunsheng" with a surprised expression.

That young man is none other than Li Yunsheng himself, and it is Li Yunsheng who has just entered the autumn water.

Immediately afterwards, Li Yunsheng, who was full of horror, began to use the eyes of a bystander to watch himself read and eat in that hut day by day, practice boxing and watering at the door, eat and quarrel with Sang Xiaoman, and teach himself the magic talisman by himself......

In the end, this memory just stopped on the day he went out to Xinyu Tower.

It was at this moment that he suddenly opened his eyes.

"It turned out to be a dream. ”

Looking at the bright starry sky overhead, listening to the laughter of Mr. Big in his ears, Li Yunsheng gasped with palpitations.