This blazing light emanated from the Nine Heavens, and immediately illuminated the entire immortal realm.

The immortals who were still immersed in the sword light suddenly felt unprecedented excitement!

"What's that!"

"The Bitian Sword has woken up! It's the sword light of Guiji Mountain! But what is this red light?"

The entire Nine Heavens were caught up in such an eager discussion.

Those Heavenly Venerables who had been hidden for millions of years spontaneously gathered together.

"Chengxuan is awake, and Ruhuang should also wake up. It's just that the red light isn't her butterfly? What about her sword? Why is there no news?"

"Beauty is like a flower across the clouds, and the high priest's cloud harp has no movement?"

............

All this noise did not affect the two who woke up.

Such as the high priest of the phoenix, there is a piano, and the famous beauty is like a flower across the clouds. The name is so long that it is simply called Yunqin. As for what kind of material it is made of, no one knows yet.

Chengxuan Tianzun, there is a sword, the name is blue sea, blue sky and night heart. It is also because the name is too long, so it is abbreviated as the Blue Sky Sword. As for how it was obtained, there are not many people in the entire Ninefold Heaven who know.

In the Houtu Palace, the woman in white was still vomiting blood.

Ziwei was shocked and said, "Niangniang!"

A strong aura of passage spreads out in a small space.

Xishui couldn't help but be shocked.

Hou Tu Niang, like this, it seems, is about to return to chaos.

Thirty thousand years ago, when she watched her master and her favorite people go calmly in the land of ruins, she couldn't do anything.

And now, she saw another person, leaving in front of her.

She sighed softly.

The woman dressed in blue suddenly opened her eyes in the red light.

In the past, like the waves, it hit her heart.

The fingertips clicked slightly, and suddenly, the sound of breaking was detected.

It's her!

In a panic, she rushed in the other direction.

And at this moment, the sword light on Guiji Mountain is becoming more and more blazing.

The man in black standing in the sword light suddenly saw the traces of shattering.

It's from the Houtu Palace!

He no longer hesitated and flew in that distant direction.

In the Houtu Palace, the woman in white is no longer human.

Blood-colored flowers, one after the other, filled her snow-white garment. The pure white garment has turned into a bloody garment.

And the pure white flowers in those large trays, I don't know when, one by one withered. The white flowers have become the same color as this Houtu Palace.

"Niangniang!" The worried voice, like a rain, sounded in this enchantment.

Ziwei was very excited and said, "Master, you are here." ”

Cheng Xuan nodded, looked at him deeply, and said hello. didn't bother to greet Qinghua and Xishui, but only saluted respectfully to the immortal soul that had begun to shatter.

"Niangniang, what the hell is going on?" Cheng Xuan's voice was anxious, with unspeakable helplessness.

Hou Tu Niangniang showed a faint smile and muttered: "Chengxuan, why did you go to the Wufu Sea alone back then? It was later, when Xiao Ru wanted to follow you, that His Majesty found out that the Wufu Sea imprisoned your soul and soul!"

"Mother, that's damnation. His Majesty and Niangniang are immortals in this nine-fold heaven who cannot afford accidents, and Chengxuan is naturally not to blame. In the young man's eyes, the clear and immature eyes have disappeared. Only the vicissitudes and profundity that cannot be seen clearly are hidden behind the eyebrows.

"But what about Xiaoru?" the white-robed woman smiled slightly.

Cheng Xuan was silent.

"For you, Xiao Ru is bent on death, and even Xue Ge has fallen into a strange curse. In order to change all this, His Majesty had to remove her from the Snow Pavilion - unfortunately, after all, she still couldn't withstand that kind of emotion. Hou Tu Niang's tone suddenly became sad.

"Chengxuan, you take the world as your own responsibility, and no one will oppose you-" Hou Tu Niangniang suddenly coughed violently, and after coughing, she spit out a mouthful of blood as usual, "Chengxuan, no matter what you do, don't let Xiao Ru feel cold—" A violent cough drowned out her last voice.

All of a sudden, the few people standing there had different expressions.

This is the first time I have heard such a secret.

"Besides, Cheng Xuan," after spitting out a mouthful of blood, "If it weren't for the fact that you went to the Wufu Sea to insist on blocking the curse, if it weren't for Xiaoru's bent desire to die back then, in order to follow you to the Wufu Sea, Your Majesty would not have found out that your soul and soul were trapped by the Wufu Sea, and naturally you wouldn't be able to keep you-Chengxuan, being an immortal is also about conscience-"

The violent coughing sound made the entire space extremely cramped.

Seungxuan lowered his head and did not speak.

Ziwei lowered her head, not knowing what to say.

Xishui didn't understand the situation, looked at Ziwei, and looked at the Houtu Niangniang who was covered in blood.

The atmosphere in the hall was a little awkward.

Suddenly, an exclamation interrupted the embarrassment here!

"Sister Mu!" The girl's crisp voice was like a heavenly sound.

"Xiaoru!" the woman was covered in blood, her eyes slightly wet. After a while, two lines of tears fell.

Xishui very obediently shifted his position and made way for the visitor.

The woman in blue is no longer the low-eyed and pleasing appearance she used to be. The flying between the eyebrows and eyes, in the radiance, reveals another thing.

But I haven't seen this child for about a month, and I've become so strange.

Hou Tu Niangniang, was originally surnamed Mu? Xi Shui tilted his head and thought.

Now the disciples of Xue Pavilion's generation are not simple.

One is the princess from the Lingxiao Palace. The other is the son of the deceased emperor of the self-emperor from Ziwei Palace.

And the disciple who was brought back by Senior Sister Ah Chan from the Sea and Sky Plains turned out to be a close friend of Houtu Niangniang!

Xiao Ru Xishui silently recited this name in his heart.

Could it be that this child is what they call it, the high priest of the phoenix?

"Sister Mu, you don't care about yourself too much!" the girl in blue spoke in an unfamiliar tone.

It took Xishui a long time to react.

Ziwei and Qinghua became invisible people.

Chengxuan Tianzun, who had just come back, looked at the two figures, one blue and one white, with a complicated expression, and couldn't say anything.

"Xiaoru, I'm very happy to see you again. Houtu Niangniang, who was covered in blood, spit out a big mouthful of blood.

The woman in blue had tears in her eyes and said, "Sister Mu, how did you become like this?" Xiaoru is back, Xiaoru will come to see you every day in the future!"

The sound of violent coughing resounded throughout the cramped space.

No one spoke.

"Sister Mu, I'm sorry - I shouldn't have done that back then! Your Majesty is mellow, it's as small as willfulness - Sister Mu, don't scare me!"

The white-robed woman, with the corners of her bloodstained mouth, rose slightly.

The coughing finally came to an end.

The weak voice is like a candle flame in the residual wind:

"Small as ...... I...... Is...... Gone, you...... Do you remember to help me...... The second day of February...... Seed...... Begonia flower ......"