But this pair of groom and bride did not have any joy, because the broken swords in this place did not have any inspiration, so they were all mortal soldiers produced by the blacksmith shop, and they were not real flying swords used by monks at all. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Apparently, these people are deliberately trying to hide their true identities.

And to be able to control mortal soldiers to this extent, it is obvious that these people are not ordinary masters.

Shen Xian's heart sank in the dream, and he was ready to die. He was just a genius monk who had just succeeded in building a foundation, and he didn't have many clever spells, so he didn't go far on the path of cultivation. So in the face of these men in black, he didn't have the slightest confidence, thinking that he could protect his new wife and himself from harm.

The group of men in black was frustrated, but they did not flinch, and attacked again.

After a struggle, the groom and bride suffered a lot of external injuries, and the mana they had worked so hard to cultivate was almost exhausted.

Shen Xian in the dream pushed his wife and said, "Yaohua, you go first, I'll help you block it!"

The man in black who spoke earlier said, "Do you want to leave?

Shen Xian in the dream was severely injured, and finally fell to the ground, without a little breath.

And the bride Yaohua hugged Shen Xian in her dream and cried: "Brother Yu Ming, husband, don't you die!" But no matter how she cried, the groom in her arms did not say anything.

Finally, the bride Yao's heart was like ashes, she crossed her fairy sword, and said: "We have already worshipped, and we will be able to go to the cave room soon! But since you are dead, then I have to follow you, and I will never let you be alone!"

When the man in black heard these words, he cried out, "Stop her!"

But it was too late, the bride Yaohua wiped her slender neck with a horizontal sword, the blood and the groom's fusion together, the person had slowly fallen to the ground, gradually, there was no sound at all.

"Boss, shall we bring the corpse back?" said a man in black.

The boss, who had been giving orders, said angrily: "Everyone is dead, what's the use of corpses! Go back and wait for the son to be released!"

The sound of breaking through the air sounded, and a group of men in black left the place.

And the strange thing is that the groom's soul that has left the body has never drifted away, just looking at the bride's soul in such a daze, blown away by the wind without a trace.

After a long time, a bright sword light flew from the sky, and a human body appeared in the sword light, looking at the face, it was the groom's master in the daytime. Seeing the tragedy in Yufu, this person didn't seem surprised, he sighed, put away the bodies of the groom and the bride, and took out a jade bottle to put away the groom's soul.

After a long time, Shen Xian in the dream came back to life from the state of death, and he didn't know what happened. He had seen his master, he had obtained the body of his new wife, and he held the body of his new wife until it decayed.

Shen Xian in the dream has no tears and no sadness, but that doesn't mean he is not sad. Rather, it means that his heart has completely become dead ashes.

The picture of the dream turned again, Shen Xian looked at his body again, and found that he was still the monk named Yu Ming, but the realm was already very high, and it was obvious that he had gone far enough on the road of cultivation.

But the years have also left terrible traces on him.

Wrinkled, graying hair.

He came to the scene of the tragedy of the newlyweds, and with a wave of his hand, the scene of that night reappeared.

Then, the men in black followed the path they had come, as if a movie replayed, and went backwards at a rapid pace. Eventually, we arrived at a fairyland-like manor.

Shen Xian in the dream spit out a mouthful of blood and said angrily: "It turned out to be him!Hahahaha! It turned out to be him, no wonder I couldn't find out, it turned out to be him!"

After being hysterical in place for a long time, Shen Xian in his dream rose to the sky.

Soon after, all those involved were tortured to death. Including Shen Xian's most beloved master in the dream, he turned out to be one of the people who knew about this matter.

After revenge, Shen Xian in the dream is even older, and he has lost the desire to live. He had cultivated to the pinnacle of this realm and attained absolute freedom, but he could not get back what he wanted most.

He stood proudly on the top of the world, releasing all his breath, and the heavens and the earth were suddenly terrified.

The sky seemed to be boiling, endless thunderclouds kept rolling, and one after another thunder dragons roared, as if they wanted to smash and tear this vain attempt to challenge the heavens into slag.

In the end, Shen Xian in the dream was split into ashes by the thunder, and he failed to break through!

A brilliant and bumpy life is over like this!

And Shen Xian, who was in the Heavenly Pole Palace, slowly opened his eyes at this time, and he felt like he was in a different world. Seeing Wu Wenqi, he subconsciously shouted: "Yaohua, are you Yaohua, are you alive?"

Wu Wenqi was originally very surprised when she saw that Shen Xian was awake, but when she heard Shen Xian call someone else's name as soon as she woke up, she suddenly became angry. She grabbed Shen Xian's collar viciously, and then asked, "Tell the old lady clearly, which little goblin Yaohua is?"

Shen Xian was stunned for a moment, then looked around, and finally came back to his senses, he held Wu Wenqi's hand, and said with a smile: "Yaohua is not your little goblin!"

Wu Wenqi was stunned, then glanced at Shen Xian, and said coquettishly: "You are the little goblin, don't think that you can be fooled in this way! Tell me, who is Yaohua?"

Shen Xian silently calculated, five years had passed since he began to practice the Ten Thousand Tribulations Path of Rebirth. At this time, it was Wu Wenqi's turn to guard Shen Xian, and Xichen went to retreat. So now Wu Wenqi and Shen Xian are here, and there are always colorful little sparrows.

Wu Wenqi repeatedly pressed to ask, and Shen Xian had no choice but to tell everything that happened in the dream.

After speaking, Shen Xian smiled and said, "How is it? You believe it now! Yaohua looks exactly the same as you, it must be you in your previous life!"

Wu Wenqi said in frustration: "If this is the case, then our previous life is really miserable! But we are together in both lives, this fate is really unusual!"

Shen Xian nodded and said, "It's indeed an unusual fate, but I feel that there are other hidden secrets that haven't been explored!"

Wu Wenqi shook her head and said, "I won't talk about the past. You've completed your path of rebirth in this eona of eternity, show it to me!"

Shen Xian smiled bitterly and said: "Where is it so easy, this is just the beginning! It's just that I have awakened the deepest memory of my previous life, and I haven't tapped the power of my previous life at all! To succeed, it's still very rare!"

Wu Wenqi showed a clear expression, and then asked, "Do you want to continue?"

Shen Xian nodded and said, "Of course we have to continue! But let's rest for a while! I'm still in a bit of a trance, and I don't know if I'm Yu Ming or Shen Xian." Those profound memories keep flashing, and my primordial spirit is going to be disordered!"