Chapter 139: It's better to go back than to the end of fate

With the disappearance of the two, those swords gradually dissipated, and the figure of the broken west wind became more illusory.

"Little guy, my remnant soul is just a coincidence to be attached to this Qingyun Sword, who knew that it was mistaken for a sword spirit by you?"

"Hehe, since you have already made a move, you might as well use this last power to do something for you, and it can be regarded as ending the cause and effect between us. Broken West Wind floated in front of Zhanfei and said softly.

I saw him stretch out his right hand and draw a mysterious rune on his forehead, and as the rune formed, a little star mark appeared on his fingertips like a candle, flickering and dimming.

"Soul Skill, Soul Burning Candle!" The star-stained candle flame fluttered and imprinted between Zhanfei's eyebrows.

The candle flame flickered for a moment, then gradually dimmed, leaving no trace.

"This soul-burning candle can help you keep your soul away, I hope you have a chance to come back to the world and watch the prosperity of the world!"

"From now on, there will never be a rain demon in this world to break the west wind. The lilacs are still there, who are the flowers blooming for?It's better to go back, it's better to go back......" After Breaking the West Wind did all this, he said with a little relief, and his figure gradually faded.

However, just as it was about to disappear completely, he suddenly turned his head and glanced at Yun Xiaotian's location, revealing an inexplicable smile.

The palm of the hand was carved out of thin air in mid-air, and there was no trace of it again.

Hiss......

Yun Xiaotian was "seen" by this glance and was covered in a cold sweat, his scalp was numb, could it be that this guy was able to find out that he couldn't?

It's impossible, I'm just a passerby.

In other words, one's own existence and the situation he sees are not at all in the same time and space, no matter how strong the other party is, how can he perceive his own existence?

Why don't you go back?

Did he mean the last words of the West Wind, or did he mean something?

Also, what does that action just now mean?

Yun Xiaotian rubbed his stinging eyes, wanting to visit again. Suddenly, a sharp pain struck, like a knife strangled in the soul.

Ah, Yun Xiaotian's whole body spasmed, and the scene in front of him became distorted and blurred.

As the rain demon broke the west wind gradually dissipated, this piece of heaven and earth became dead silent.

Zhan Tianyang and Zhan Xiuwen, who died tragically on the spot, sat there motionless, like a dead man's Zhan Fei, including the lame man and blind woman who were bombarded to the point that there was no scum left, and gradually disappeared from front of them.

In the secret room, Yun Xiaotian sat there quietly, the expression on his face was sometimes shocked, sometimes angry, sometimes as if he was emotional, sometimes as if he had seen something incredible, a fuss.

Xiao Cang on the side guarded there motionlessly, with a serious look.

For Yun Xiaotian's adventure, he was 10,000 unhappy, but there was no way, what this guy decided would not be easily changed in normal times.

All I can do is to guard it from the sidelines.

Having said that, even if there is really any problem, I can't help myself, hey, who let himself be confused and recognize such a stubborn big brother.

Suddenly, Yun Xiaotian's body trembled violently, his eyebrows tightened, as if he had encountered something painful, his face became more and more pale, and the clothes on his body were soaked with sweat.

"What's the matter, boss, don't scare me" Seeing this, Xiao Cang could only wave his small claws, and a few rock chains firmly fixed Yun Xiaotian's hands and feet there.

This method of falling asleep can only be done by the caster waking up on his own.

If the soul does not return to its place, the spirit does not enter the body, and the body forcibly disperses his seal, even if he does not die, he will damage the soul, and it is possible to become a wasted person.

"The power of the earth, the armor of the rock" Seeing that Yun Xiaotian was still manic, the rock chains on his hands and feet could be broken free at any time, Xiao Cang was in a hurry, and let out a low sigh, forming a more complicated seal.

Heavy rocks of different shapes appeared out of thin air, appeared in front of Yun Xiaotian's body, and landed firmly on different parts of his body.

Click, click, these rocks were combined, like a battle armor composed of rocks, so that Yun Xiaotian only showed half of his head, and his body couldn't move.

If Yun Xiaotian saw it, he would definitely be amazed, Xiao Cang's use of the power of thick earth was far from being comparable to his two knives.

After doing this, Xiao Cang let out a long breath, stared at Yun Xiaotian nervously, and kept thinking about it in his mouth.

He is connected to Yun Xiaotian's soul and life, if this guy really has three longs and two shorts, he will not be much better.

Airplanes...... With a painful *, Yun Xiaotian's body finally stopped trembling, slowly relaxed, and slowly opened his closed eyes.

Yun Xiaotian, who woke up, had a trace of confusion in his eyes, and he couldn't tell whether it was real or a dream.

After a while, Yun Xiaotian seemed to have regained some strength, turned his head to look around, and stared at Xiao Cang on the side for a while, a trace of brilliance appeared in his eyes, and the whole person became clear.