From that sword when it was handed out of the Hidden Sword Mountain.

His Royal Highness's heart began to tremble.

He covered his heart with one hand and frowned as he looked at the old man who had stepped on the sword tide.

After the bell sounded, it was grandly dissipated, and only the ethereal word "king" remained, and he fell and smashed into the heart lake of His Royal Highness.

Set off a monstrous wave.

His Royal Highness raised his head, desperately trying to see what the old sword immortal at the head of the sword tide in the sky looked like.

But the old man didn't stop, he slammed his sword into the thunder, and when he passed by, he only glanced slightly below him, and even looked at the eyes of His Royal Highness, and did not even appear.

His Royal Highness raised his head and saw that the thunder in the sky was smashed by the old sword immortal's sword, and countless streamers fell like a rain of arrows, the wasteland trembled, and a huge emptiness spread out in the sky with a little bit.

Jian Zongming swept out, and the sound of the sword rumbled.

Li Changge...... Got it all right?

That layer of thunderclouds...... Is it broken?

Before he had time to think about it, His Royal Highness's eyes suddenly darkened.

This black only appeared for a moment—

Yi Xiao suddenly closed her eyes.

It turned out to be the originally calm heart lake, which was smashed by the "big king" and raised a huge wave, and at this moment the huge wave fell, and the heart lake could no longer recover the previous calm situation.

......

......

His Royal Highness thought of something that the West Demon had said to himself.

Then the fingers began to tremble.

Then this tremor is inevitably transmitted to the back, and then from the back to the whole body.

In his mind, all he had turned over and over were the faces of the Western Demon talking to himself.

That is charming, gentle, mature, childish.

That face.

That one.

"Brother—"

Then it poked into the depths of the soul, there was no pain, but it made people wake up all of a sudden, as if they had lived for a hundred years, and those long lives and the time that had passed were just wasted time.

The West Demon said softly, "Brother, your soul ...... I haven't found it yet. ”

"Why didn't you use the key to open the tomb earlier?"

His Royal Highness raised his hands with difficulty, covered his head, and between his fingers, his hair was tightened and wrung to death, as if he was trying desperately to remember something.

Key.

Key.

The consciousness was in a trance, and the voices of everyone around him were all smashed over, like a tide.

I can't hear it anymore.

Yi Xiao struggled to open her eyes, trying to see the face that hugged her.

The anxious cry of the woman in purple flashed in her ears, and the strength of shaking her shoulders gradually increased.

The monk in the green robe did not hesitate to be seriously injured, and used the magic power of Buddhism to hammer him on the lake in his heart, and the lake water of the hammer exploded, but it could not make him feel the slightest.

The woman in the yellow shirt in the wheelchair was shouting and shouting something in the depths of his soul, and he could vaguely hear the word wake up, but the voice was too faint.

Yi Xiao looked at these people, these faces.

The black in sight gradually took over the majority.

He gradually shifted his gaze from them.

It was already pitch black before his eyes.

Yi Xiao looked at them, and the influence that remained in his mind also became numb and tasteless.

Who is the woman in purple who shook her shoulders and was full of tears?

Who is that bald monk with a handsome face and a white-washed green robe?

The woman in the yellow shirt in a wheelchair, the elegant scholar in green clothes, and the thin swordsman, these people ...... How can it look so familiar, but so unfamiliar that people can't speak?

Yi Xiao opened her mouth slightly, and stopped talking.

Who are they?

It was black in front of me.

Even if you open your eyes wide, you still can't see anything.

His Royal Highness was stunned and maintained such a sitting posture, the green lotus in his mind slowly converged, and the images of the characters engraved in his pupils slowly disappeared.

Among the many people, His Highness only remembers one person.

The young woman, with a layer of fiery red yarn around her waist, and a light white robe covered over her shoulders, red and white, flying sideburns, and heroic sword eyebrows.

It's just that the heroic posture of the sword eyebrows, in this vague memory, has become weak and gentle.

It's like a bird that deserves to be held in the palm of your hand.

His Royal Highness's eyes were no longer "visible" to any scene, but he turned his head and looked in the direction of the West Demon.

Two lines of tears slowly flowed from his eyes.

In the midst of the crowd.

Liang Liang was stunned.

She saw two lines of tears in His Royal Highness.

The West Demon laughed and cried with joy, but he covered his lips tightly, not wanting anyone to see the joy, and then turned his head away.

The West Demon swept up and turned his back in the opposite direction of the crowd, galloping all the way.

She cried and laughed like a fool.

"Brother......

"You, you're finally ...... Remember!"

......

......

Wei Lingshan shook Yi Xiao's shoulders stiffly.

She saw that His Royal Highness's gaze was blank, and his eyes were empty and empty, and there was nothing.

It was pitch black.

The light of the lotus phase has faded.

Because of the fact that he once looked directly at the Seven or Nine Heavenly Tribulations, those golden eyes, around the eye sockets, irreversibly damaged, and two lines of blood had already coagulated on his cheeks.

After His Highness twisted his head, two lines of clear tears covered the blood scab, which was hot enough to melt the blood and make the two lines of blood stains flow again.

Wei Lingshan looked anxiously in the direction where the thunder light dissipated.

The senior brother has just finished the catastrophe, and now his life and death are uncertain.

The bluestone monk said calmly: "The spirit is calm, it should be fine, it seems that I have been stimulated by something." ”

He paused: "You should have heard of it...... Rumors out there, right?"

Wei Lingshan was stunned.

Qingshi pointed at Yi Xiao and said in a low voice: "About 'reincarnation'." ”

The county lord was silent for a moment, and nodded slowly.

Qingshi sighed: "Reincarnated divine souls are generally not stable, if the memory is revived, this should be the case." That's what I was back then, and I just got some sleep. ”

He squatted down and took the little highness for Wei Lingshan.

"So...... Lord County, why don't you go and see what happened to the little sword fairy, and there will be a little monk here to take care of it. ”

Wei Lingshan nodded, and hurriedly swept in the direction where Li Changge fell.

Qingshi took Yi Xiao's body.

His face was expressionless.

The three-and-a-half-wisp of the Bodhisattva's soul lingered at the center of his eyebrows.

He didn't believe the rumors outside that His Royal Highness was the reincarnation of the overlord.

But the old man who was in charge of the sword, with the luck of Da Chu, shouted "Great King" again, and the meaning could not be more obvious.

Qingshi pursed his lips and slowly hovered one palm in front of His Royal Highness.

Yi Xiao had already closed her eyes, and blood was dripping on both sides of her cheeks.

He paused, narrowed his eyes, and slowly moved his thumb and index finger away from the eye socket of His Royal Highness.

Two fingers slowly poked down, and gently opened their eyes.

Qingshi got his wish, and saw what kind of scene was reflected in the closed eyes.

Open your eyes -

His eyes were full of fiery red.

Burning in the dark pupils, passing away.

It's like a ......

A grand feast of fire!

(PS: There is one more chapter before twelve o'clock)