It all seemed to be vivid, as if it was just yesterday. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

No one chose to leave alone, but took out a jar of wine and sat on the ground beside He Yang.

"Brother Canghe, I'm still used to calling you that. ”

Evil Sword Tu grabbed the wine jar and poured wine into his mouth desperately.

"Brother Canghe, it's an honor for me to know you, but it's just a little late to see each other. ”

"Brother Canghe, I didn't expect that since the last time I said goodbye, our two brothers have been separated by yin and yang like this, and I am a step late after all!"

Evil Sword Tu said this, his mood seemed a little unstable, and anyone could hear the tremor in his voice.

"Goo-goo-goo"

A jar of wine was slaughtered by the evil sword, and most of it was gone.

Although he got along with He Yang very shallowly, and he still had an ulterior purpose at the beginning, he naturally wanted to win over the dark dragon beside He Yang.

However, until this moment, until he saw He Yang whose breath of life had disappeared, his heart was filled with an inexplicable sadness, which he couldn't control.

"Brother Canghe, do you know that in fact, I have been from the beginning until you are not from the demon clan. I can almost conclude that you are that Dong'an Immortal Cultivator Xu Shui!"

"Still, what is this for? I don't care at all!"

"What can the demons do? What about the immortal cultivators?"

"In the eyes of my evil sword slaughter, what is the difference!"

The more Evil Sword Tu spoke, the more excited he became, and he was swept away by him in an instant as soon as he explored the wine.

"Brother Canghe, you won't be lonely, the brother will accompany you!"

Evil Sword Tu said as he meditated cross-legged.

His actions speak for themselves, and he will accompany He Yang.

As time passed, about a day passed, and He Yang's body was still only above his chest.

And the Evil Sword Tu could no longer feel the slightest breath of life from He Yang, and he had completely concluded that He Yang was dead.

Evil Sword Tu got up and bowed deeply to He Yang: "Brother Canghe, let's go!"

Evil Sword Tu glanced at He Yang deeply again, as if he wanted to imprint him into his heart and engrave it in his mind.

At this point, the Evil Sword Tu turned and left.

His steps were light, slow, until he was gone.

And at this moment, when the darkness shrouded He Yang's chest, a sudden change occurred.

I saw a bright light suddenly flashing on He Yang's chest, which was particularly dazzling in this endless darkness.

The darkness around He Yang was suddenly replaced by light, even in his vicinity, which became bright in an instant.

"Huh"

A ray of light became more and more vigorous, like a blazing sun, and the ten steps around He Yang were replaced by light in an instant.

He Yang's body, which had been eroded by the darkness before, slowly emerged at this moment, and began to grow flesh and blood little by little.

This process lasted for about three pillars of incense, and it was not until He Yang's feet were condensed that he stopped being old.

Maybe a quarter of an hour passed, maybe a few pillars of incense, maybe a day or two.

At a certain moment, He Yang's eyes suddenly opened and gradually regained his vitality.

He was still him, and everything around him was light, a little out of step with the darkness of this place.

He Yang remembered everything before, revealing a sense of fear.

He vaguely remembered that he had lost his way in the endless darkness until he didn't realize it, until he was completely caught in it.

At that time, He Yang seemed to have a long dream.

He Yang's heart was telling him that he would not leave there, everything there was exactly what he dreamed of, and he was willing to sink here.

That would only mean her death.

If it weren't for the piece of Heavenly Soul Jade on his chest, He Yang would have died long ago and turned into a part of this darkness.

He Yang thought about all this, but his mind was unconsciously transformed.

He Yang didn't notice it, his eyes looked at the end of this long road, and a confident fighting spirit returned.

"There is always an end to the long road, and maybe the end is not far away!"

This time, He Yang was not reckless, but walked cautiously towards the front.

Maybe it's a state of mind, maybe it's the end of the day.

As far as He Yang's gaze could reach, a light suddenly appeared.

Although this light was extremely weak, He Yang's heart couldn't help but be shocked.

After a short period of distraction, a long-lost surprise filled He Yang's heart, making his breathing stagnant.

He Yang unconsciously quickened his pace and flew towards the end of the long road.

Until the light became more and more bright, He Yang's face finally bloomed with a long-lost smile.

His feet finally stepped on the end of the road, but it was a different feeling, different from the previous ones.

A door of light appeared in front of him, exuding an aura of vicissitudes.

Those who chased up from behind saw all this in front of them, and immediately sighed and shook their heads at He Yang.

"The endless road is buried, and the endless darkness is one more!"

"This place is extremely dangerous, how many people can get out alive?"

"Don't blame the sky, don't blame the earth, just blame you for being too reckless!"

"Maybe he is now the self in the near future, who can stay out of it? Since he has chosen this path, he has no intention of turning back!"

The passers-by suddenly stopped, seemed to empathize, and were full of emotion for a while.

Entering this turtle mountain is a life of nine deaths, and perhaps being buried here is also the best destination.

Even so, it still can't stop them from moving forward.

After a short stay, these people set out on the road again.

It wasn't until a long time passed that another person arrived here.

This person is the Demon Qianzhu who has a grudge against He Yang in the first castle in the world.

Mo Qianlu looked at He Yang, who had sunk into darkness with half of his body, and did not show obvious surprise.

Perhaps, if it weren't in this Turtle Mountain, it would be an endless scene for him to meet He Yang.

However, since entering this turtle mountain, since embarking on this endless long road, and experiencing a series of confusion, danger and helplessness, his mentality has also undergone earth-shaking changes.

There is nothing else to ask for!

What grievances and grievances, what deceit, he left behind.

His only hope is not to let himself down and finally be able to leave unharmed, which is his only pursuit here.

"I know you're the East Coast Immortal Cultivator Xu Shui!"

"It doesn't matter, though!"

Demon Qianlu smiled faintly at He Yang, and then turned to leave.

Not long after the Demon Thousand Slaughter left, the Evil Sword Tu arrived and stopped in front of He Yang.

He looked at He Yang, who had most of his body melted into the darkness, and felt powerless, and he was full of emotion for a while.

couldn't help but think of the scene of the first meeting in the first castle in the world, which made him infinitely nostalgic.