Seeking, seeking, wandering.

I forgot life and death, just to find who I once was.

Life and death are separated, and only then do you know that you wake up from your dream.

It turned out that everything was yesterday.

There is no more painful thing in the world than you in my arms

And I can no longer hear your beating heart......

The green poplar grass is ten miles of pavilions, and it is easy to go to the young people.

......

The rules of the saint have been withdrawn, and on the Zicang Star, Wu Heng hugged Su Xue'er tightly, his face was sad, and the whole person was like a heavy blow.

"The man I admire in my heart is a hero of the world...... Someday...... He'll come back with hope, and I'...... Will follow behind him...... No complaints, no regrets......"

The vitality in Su Xue'er's body slowly passed away, and her delicate body had gradually begun to cold, no matter how hard Wu Heng tried, it was to no avail, because it was a blow from the Great Dao of the Saint.

However, at this moment, Su Xue'er's beautiful face could not see half of the pain, her delicate face was full of satisfaction, and there was still a trace of expectation in her eyes that slowly lost their luster.

Wu Heng knew what she was looking forward to......

After a burst of light, the handsome young man turned into an extremely handsome face, he had a seven-point resemblance to the former Peerless Holy Lord, and he also had noble silver hair.

At this moment, he can finally show his true face, but such a price is too much for him to bear.

When Su Xue'er saw the face of the man in her arms, the last trace of obsession in her heart had melted away, she stretched out a Qianqianyu hand with difficulty, and touched the face of the man in her arms tremblingly, and after showing a happy smile, her hand finally hung down weakly.

It turned out that she had lost all her strength for such an action.

What a thrilling face that is? Heartbreaking......

Wu Heng stared at all this blankly, and after a long time, he finally broke out with a furious roar:

"Why?

No one answered his words, but what answered him was the scene of the woman in her arms slowly blurring and turning into wisps of smoke and dust.

She finally left again, Wu Heng didn't even have the right to hug her for the last time, fate was so cruel, and fate was so tricky?

It turned out that what he had been looking for had always been there, but it was just covered by the hand of fate......

The smoke and dust condensed again, and it turned into a figure of Wu Heng's dream, she was Su Xue'er and Su Yue'er, she smiled at Wu Heng in the cold void, that smile was extremely affectionate, and that smile was extremely captivating......

"Yue'er, don't leave me......"

Wu Heng woke up suddenly, he was just about to catch Yue'er, but found that at some point, the space he was in was firmly locked again.

A crack suddenly opened in the firmament, and it tore apart the canopy, and even the Styx of the Styx Sect Master was pulled open by a powerful force.

The black chains, with the vicissitudes of life and the powerful aura of the ancient, suddenly stretched out from the crack in the firmament, like the tentacles of a certain creature, and it firmly locked on the woman that Wu Heng was thinking about.

"No!" Wu Heng let out a sad roar, but he could only watch the black chains ruthlessly take away his most beloved person......

A string of crystal tears suddenly fell from the sky above, it fell on Wu Heng's forehead, and finally flowed into his eyes.

"Boom!" Wu Heng's brain buzzed, and he suddenly saw many pictures:

A woman who was once in charge of the reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao was suddenly controlled by a black dragon one day, and the black dragon seized the power of reincarnation from her and imprisoned her. She was imprisoned in an abyss of utter darkness, surrounded by boundless darkness.

But what the black dragon didn't know was that although this woman's reincarnation power was deprived, she could still see the fate of all beings. Among all living beings, this woman saw the fate of a silver-haired young man, she saw the boy's unyielding to fate, and saw his stubbornness.

So, the woman exhausted all her divine power and was willing to fall into reincarnation, just to find the young man, just to do her best to help the young man fight against the "fate" controlled by the black dragon.

All kinds of causes and conditions have the effect of today.

That tear is the last trace of divine power condensed by that woman, the void tears that can see through fate, it turns out that this woman is called Houtu Reincarnation......

When the woman's figure completely disappeared into the depths of the firmament, everything returned to normal, and the power of imprisonment disappeared.

Wu Heng didn't make any other moves, he just looked up at the void in the depths of the firmament, his fists clenched.

He understood the woman's hard work, and he knew what she was giving everything for.

Wu Heng couldn't live up to everything she had done for him, although he was in great pain in his heart at the moment, he had to bury all the pain deeply, just to fulfill a common wish between him and that woman one day.

"The control of fate, how can you easily break free? Fighting against the Heavenly Dao, you are doomed to failure!" The Styx Sect Master's voice came coldly, and he seemed to see clearly what had just happened.

"My fate is up to me, even if I fail, I won't give in!" Wu Heng looked coldly at the River Styx that kept churning in the void, and still said stubbornly.

"It's useless to have determination and will, you better pass me first!" As the words of the Styx Sect Master fell, a pair of big hands reached out from the rolling Styx River again, and it was still grabbing towards Wu Heng.

This time, there was no one to hinder him, and even Wu Heng himself was ready to fight against the Styx Sect Master at all costs.

"Styx! The Holy Son is a member of my God Clan, and since he has returned, he should return to my God Race first, I don't know what Your Excellency means?"

Just as the black giant hand was about to grab Wu Heng, a light that was enough to illuminate the entire Holy Realm suddenly attacked, and when this light was sprinkled, the black giant hand that poked out from the River Styx was immediately dispersed by an invisible force.

A bright light of Ming, suddenly descended in the sky above the Zicang Star, on the left and right sides of this Mingyue, there was a pair of huge light wings accompanied, all the darkness in the place where it passed, all the darkness retreated, and the army of the Feather Clan and the Protoss was under this bright light, slowly pulling out, as if the gods had descended to earth.

"Tianyan, are you really going to do this?" Ming said and Styx were opposed to each other, and the will they revealed to each other directly determined the future of the Holy Realm.

"Styx, we will have a fight!" said an old voice.

"That's right, then, I'll ask you for advice next time!" the River Styx slowly retreated, and began to slowly withdraw from this side of the world.

"Holy Son, your time is running out!" said the Styx Sect Master as he left.

"I don't need you to remind you!" Wu Heng silently looked at the direction of the receding Styx and spoke slowly.

With the departure of the Styx Sect Master, the people of the three races of the Hades and demons have all silently withdrawn from the sphere of influence of the human race.

The Terrans have strong reinforcements, and the three clans of the Underworld and the Demon Clan have to stop fighting, this time they are not well prepared, and next time they should raise the strength of the whole clan, led by the Styx Sect Master, to attack again, but their target is the Protoss.

Wu Heng didn't have the heart to worry about anything else now, what he desperately wanted to know now was how to step into the ranks of saints.

When he really felt the strength of the River Styx, Wu Heng found that the gap between him and the Saint Elite was still far away, although it was only one step away, there was a world of difference. The way of the rules of the Holy Strongman cannot be broken at all.

It wasn't the true body of the River Styx just now, otherwise how could the people of the Protoss leave Wu Heng behind so easily?

Listening to the predecessor of Hong Huang, there is no other way to enter the holy period except to wait for the opportunity, Wu Heng can only accept the reality, but as the Styx Sect Master said, his time is running out.

With the announcement of his identity as the Holy Son, the original undercurrent will also completely surface into a rolling and rushing stormy wave, war is inevitable, and the Holy Realm is about to be completely in turmoil.

The three demon races are bound to expand their power, and the people of the other races will definitely not tolerate it.

This is about the conflict of interests of their respective races, and Wu Heng is just a person responsible for unmasking.

If there is war, there will be death, which is exactly what Wu Heng does not want to see.

"You can't stop it all unless you can be the one who can control your destiny. Holy Son, go back with me, I can help you!" Just when Wu Heng was worried, in a flash of light, the round of tomorrow that originally dispersed the Styx River turned into a phantom of an old man with white hair and white robes, he was kind and kind, and seemed to be able to see through what Wu Heng was thinking, but he said something that surprised Wu Heng very much.

"Welcome back to the Holy Son!" On the Zicang Star, all the strong men bowed down in unison and saluted respectfully at Wu Heng.

Wu Heng first glanced up at the deep space, and then glanced lightly, the old man who had been in danger in his own family but still stood by and watched, and finally he slowly exhaled a breath and said:

"Okay, I'll go back with you!"

Wu Heng also wanted to know how this old man would explain all this to him.

......

He returned to the place he once knew so well, the magnificent palace, full of noble furnishings, all the way full of people who bowed to him, and all these things never seemed to change.

It was as if Wu Heng was still a holy son, as if those painful memories had never happened from beginning to end.

The prosperity is still there, but things are no longer people......

After all, he left many people, and these people were the most important people in Wu Heng's life.

Since returning to the Celestial Star of the Protoss, the Great Elder of the Heavenly Eye of the Protoss has never appeared again, and Wu Heng, the Holy Son who was welcomed back, was really regarded as a young master by the upper and lower levels of the Protoss, and the treatment was needless to say.

Living in the most luxurious palace, surrounded by the most beautiful women of the Protoss, all the materials used for cultivation are inexhaustible, even the patriarch of the Yu Clan has sent a message to marry the Holy Daughter of the Yu Clan to Wu Heng, the Holy Son, to hold a grand wedding in the Celestial Star, and the Protoss has also agreed for Wu Heng.

However, Wu Heng's mind was no longer on these matters, he was more concerned about when the Styx Sect Master would come, and why did that Great Elder of the Protoss have such a choice?