Yuwen Zhouyuan didn't seem to hear the words of these people, and he was still walking forward, the figure of Bai Suya in his mind kept emerging, and when he just left, Su Yiya's reluctant and complicated gaze, his heart was full of pain.

There are many delicate women in the world, but the two women he knows are very small, one is selfless and generous, and the other is stupid.

They all express a character to the extreme, but such a woman has a tragic fate.

More than a dozen Feather Wing Clan masters pressed towards Yuwen Zhouyuan.

"What's going on? I felt an inexplicable sadness, as if something had happened that hurt my heart. Suddenly, the person at the front said with a sad expression, tears streaming down his eyes.

"Me too, what's going on?" said another.

Although they already felt that something was wrong, the greed in their hearts still prevailed over reason, and they did not stop, still thinking about Yuwen Juyuan and walking.

In the time of one breath, these more than ten masters all shed tears, their faces were full of sadness, and they couldn't control their mood swings at all.

After another breath, these people stopped at the same time, and their expressions were sad, as if they were completely frozen, and they didn't say a word, but stood quietly.

Yuwen Zhouyuan's figure gradually faded away, and only an endless aura of sadness was left here.

After a few moments, these people were blown away by the wind like sand sculptures, turned to dust, and disappeared into the heavens and the earth......

Along the way he came, Yuwen Zhouyuan walked quietly, there was no world in his eyes, and there were no passers-by, in his eyes there was only the scene when Bai Suya disappeared, when she left, she still had a wish that was not completed, and returned with regret.

Although he walked for so long, the sadness in Yuwen Zhouyuan's heart still couldn't be erased, like a seed that had sprouted.

Yuwen Juyuan is like a lonely traveler walking quietly alone, experiencing the loneliness and tasting the sadness.

Walking, walking, walking, I don't know how long it took, he was tired, not only physically exhausted, but also psychologically exhausted.

Along the way, relying entirely on instinct, how can he not be tired, he has been thinking about Bai Suya in his heart, thinking about her, how can he not be tired?

On a stone bench under a tree on the side of the road, Yuwen Zhouyuan sat down slowly, sighed slightly, slowly closed his eyes, and after a while, he fell into a deep sleep, although he had fallen asleep on the stone bench, but his eyebrows did not relax, but condensed deep resentment.

In about a moment, the space in front of Yuwen Juyuan shook slightly, and a woman in a pink dress suddenly appeared, this woman's black hair was like ink, her eyebrows were unusually delicate and attractive, with the brilliance and fragrance of flowers.

She slowly walked in front of Yuwen Zhouyuan, bent down slightly, stretched out a pair of slender and white jade hands, and held Yuwen Zhouyuan's face full of vicissitudes, with pity in her eyes, and some distress.

Do you know that you will make more women feel sorry for you like this, and it is difficult to understand the love of you. You and I are destined, so let me take care of you for a while!" the woman said softly.

A magnificent light flashed on the woman's body, and Yuwen Zhouyuan and her figure on the stone bench all disappeared.

Fusang Flower Island, the women are extremely worried about Yuwen Zhouyuan, although they know that Yuwen Zhouyuan is powerful, but on the top of Tianzhu Mountain, his heart has been hit hard, who knows what his situation is now.

"Zeus has been missing for half a year, and I don't know where he is now. Nangong Dai sighed slightly and said, a pair of beautiful eyes full of worry.

The same is true of Ye Youhan, Yang Liuqing and other women sitting opposite Nangong Dai.

During this period of time, they have worked extra hard to do what they should do, and the strength of everyone in the Fusang Flower Island has continued to improve.

The fall of Bai Suya made each of them hold a breath of breath in their hearts, and it was precisely because of this force that they were supported to continue to struggle and take care of the entire Fusang Flower Island for Yuwen Zhouyuan.

Of course, when they were dealing with the affairs of Fusang Flower Island, they also sent people outside to inquire about Yuwen Zhouyuan's traces, and they wanted to know the current situation of Yuwen Zhouyuan.

It's a pity that there is no result, I don't know how many times the women have gotten together, and each of them is extremely worried about Yuwen Zhouyuan in their hearts, and wants to get news about Yuwen Zhouyuan from Yang Liuqing and Nangong Dai.

After all, Yang Liuqing and Nangong Dai are in charge of foreign intelligence.

"Whew. A red light flew in from outside.

Yang Liuqing raised his hand and grabbed the red light, and then the red light turned into a transmission note, which was still a high-order music symbol that could transmit images.

"Sister Qing, take a look at what is coming from this audio and video note, could it be the news of Brother Zhou Yuan?" Yuwen said to Wan.

"Okay!" Yang Liuqing agreed, and with a dozen spells in his hand, the sound and video notes exploded, and then an image appeared in front of everyone.

I saw that it was an image of Yuwen Zhouyuan, the background of the image was a remote street, on this street, Yuwen Zhouyuan's gray-white long hair shawl, dancing at will, his face was full of wind and frost and melancholy, his beard was unshaven, and he had an indescribable misery and embarrassment, if it weren't for being familiar with Yuwen Zhouyuan, I'm afraid no one would recognize this as Yuwen Zhouyuan.

"No, I can't watch Zeo Yuan torture himself like this. Xingluoye, who had a more impulsive and impatient personality, took the lead in speaking, and then set his eyes on Yang Liuqing, "Qing'er, where is Zhou Yuan now?"

"I don't know, this is the image that our disciples of the Eight Ghost Hall are outside, he thinks this person is a bit like Zeus, so he sent it to me, he has already taken this image yesterday. Yang Liushu said with a touch of distress and worry on his face.

"Judging from the background of this image, Zhou Yuan must still be in the Xiliang Sacred Domain, even if we turn the Xiliang Sacred Domain upside down, we will find him. Yuwen Xiangwan's face showed a look of determination.

"Sister Wan'er, forget it! If you do this, I'm afraid that the entire Xiliang will know that Zhou Yuan is outside, if you do this, Yuwen Zhou Yuan is too dangerous, not to mention, even if we find Zhou Yuan, I'm afraid it's useless, if the knot in his heart can't be untied, he won't be happy." At this time, Ye Youhan said, there was also a trace of worry and helplessness on her face.

"Youhan is right, we can only wait for now, in fact, this is good news, at least we know that Zeo Yuan is fine. Yang Liuqing also spoke.

Hearing the words of Ye Youhan and Yang Liuqing, all the women fell into silence, and they were all quietly thinking about the words of the two women.

In the end, after some discussion, they were ready to send some loyal people to secretly check Yuwen Zhouyuan's traces, and at the same time protect and grasp Yuwen Zhouyuan's every move in secret.

This is also a way to do it, after all, Yuwen Zhouyuan is very out of shape at this time, and it is reasonable to worry about his safety.

For half a year, the Xiliang Sacred Domain was calm, but as expected, the forces were divided into two camps, one camp was the Fusang Flower Island Domain headed by Yuwen Zhouyuan, and the other camp was the Dragon Alliance led by Wang Tianlin.

What happened on the top of Tianzhu Mountain did not spread, and everyone except the person concerned did not know what happened.

Of course, the collapse of many peaks near Tianzhu Mountain still attracted people's attention, and judging from the devastation of the world, it was naturally not difficult to infer that there were masters who had fought, but no one guessed the grand sadness of that battle.

In that battle, Wang Tianlin was insulted again, and at the cost of an arm, the thirty masters except for the pseudo-immortal realm and the two True Saint late stage peaks survived, and a full half of them died in that battle.

Bai Suya was unfortunately beheaded in that battle, Yuwen Zhouyuan was overly sad, and in an instant, the gray and white long hair was gone, this kind of thing, everyone didn't know, they still thought that the Dragon Alliance and the Fusang Flower Island Domain were just different positions, but they were all for the cultivation realm.

If everyone knew that the two forces were mortal enemies now, I don't know how they would feel.

In the past six months, the younger generation of masters is still fighting with the younger generation of masters of different races, and the older generation of masters seems to have withdrawn from the stage of history, and all opportunities are left to the younger generation.

A venerable master has emerged among the younger generation, and the Fusang Flower Island Domain also occupies a lot of places, but it is mainly based on the True Emperor Peak Fourfold and Fivefold Heavens, and the number of people occupied by other realms is not much, on the other hand, there are many people in the Dragon Alliance Alliance.

At present, the Dragon Alliance Alliance is indeed stronger than the Fusang Flower Island Domain, after all, they have the support of the powerful strength of the Eight Domains and the Ten Lands of the Human Race, as well as the masters that Wang Tianlin brought back from the Immortal Realm, they have powerful exercises and exercises, as well as these countless other means, and it is reasonable that the younger generation of masters occupies a large number of people......

In the deep sea, in a space that has been carved out, the palaces are seated, these palaces look like flowers, except for all the palaces, there are countless flowers, competing for beauty, and the fragrance is permeated, as if this is the sea of flowers.

In a palace located on a huge petal, Yuwen Juyuan lay quietly on a pink bed, judging from the layout of the room and the pattern composed of various petals, he knew that this was a woman's room.

At this time, Yuwen Zhouyuan had been replaced by a robe with a white background and a blue auspicious cloud pattern, and the beard stubble on his face had disappeared, although there was still a faint sadness between his eyebrows, but it looked much better than before.

In the past, Yuwen Juyuan really looked like a beggar, and he exuded a sad aura all over his body, but now that aura is gone.

Lying in the pink curtain, Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyelids moved slightly, and then opened his eyes, he was slightly stunned, and then looked around, with a hint of doubt in his eyes, he didn't know why he suddenly appeared here.

Divine consciousness swept away, and everything here appeared in his mind.

"What is the Flower Immortal Palace?" Yuwen Juyuan muttered to himself.

Yuwen Juyuan suddenly thought of something, looked down at the clothes he was wearing, looked stunned, and then sighed and walked out of bed.