The voice was clear, which directly made Long Kui stunned, she looked up at the sky blankly, she heard clearly, the voice was Zhanzhao's voice.

Nightshade didn't know it had happened, and she didn't know why Zhanzhao suddenly shouted this sentence.

If you promise that nightshade will not fight again, you don't need to say yes, and you don't have to make such a solemn promise!

Nightshade looked at the sky in bewilderment, the blazing light dissipated, and Zhanzhao and the white-haired boy appeared in the sky.

A wisp of bright red blood overflowed from the corner of Zhanzhao's mouth, shocking, the white-haired young man was unharmed, standing in the air, a trace of clarity flashed in his blood-red eyes, and the red light flickered and dimmed.

The white-haired boy didn't move, his eyes flashed red, and he didn't move.

Zhan Zhao took a few breaths, reached out and stroked his chest, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at the appearance of the white-haired boy, and knew in his heart, it seems that this person is really him!

What he said just now was exactly what the white-haired boy in front of him had ever said and the firmest promise he had ever made.

However, some words, some promises, once said, once promised, sworn to, bent on fulfillment, fighting for it, obsessed with it, but there will always be a time when people do not fulfill their wishes. The fireworks never sleep, and the four of them are willing to be together for a lifetime, but in the end they are separated by each other's fate. Sad!

"Brother Zhan!" Long Kui looked at the sky, although he didn't know why the two of them stopped, but this was not the moment to hesitate, Long Kui flew up directly, and crossed between Zhan Zhao and the white-haired boy.

"You two don't fight!" Long Kui stood between the two, and his apricot eyes were a little anxious.

The white-haired young man's eyes flickered, the red color almost stabilized, he looked up to the sky and roared, waved the sword in his hand, and drove endless thunder, Zhanzhao's expression changed, and he quickly flew in front of the nightshade, hugged the nightshade, and retreated!

"Nightshade girl, get out of the way first!" After Zhanzhao withdrew, he pushed the nightshade away, and the Demon Que Sword stood horizontally in front of his chest and rushed towards the white-haired boy.

The white-haired young man's hand slashed with the Heavenly Sword and slashed across his chest, driving the spiritual power of heaven and earth to converge towards the top of his head, and then, he suddenly raised his sword and pointed it at the sky, and the top of the white-haired young man's head was full of thunder, and endless thunder and spiritual power converged, turning into a huge purple long sword above his head!

"It doesn't matter if it's good or bad, life is a big empty dream, Shaohua is white, but it's just a moment. Only the way of heaven is eternal, reciprocating and circulating, and it has never changed......" Zhanzhao looked at the white-haired young man and suddenly said loudly.

At this moment, Zhan Zhao smiled indifferently, this sentence was heard in the ears of Nightshade, and his pretty face changed, who knew how much joy, bitterness, desolation, and relief were in this plain but profound sentence?

The white-haired young man's expression was stunned, his red eyes flashed a few times again, the purple thunder and lightning sword on his head dissipated, he looked up to the sky and roared angrily, suddenly raised his sword, and slashed towards the sky, the whole person's body trembled, his face changed, and he was full of a trace of struggle.

"Murong Ziying!" Zhan Zhao suddenly shouted angrily, "Han Lingsha, Yun Tianhe, where is Liu Mengli?"

"What is that bunch of golden silk around your waist?" exclaimed.

The white-haired young man's eyes flashed with red light, and his eyes lit up, and he flew towards him quickly.

Approaching the white-haired boy, the boy didn't attack, he was still trembling, the Heaven Fearing Sword in his hand had been released, and he flew back to his sword box on his own, he held his head in both hands, as if he was struggling with something.

Zhan Zhao suddenly slapped out with a palm and slapped it on the white-haired boy's body, I don't know if it was because he became a scattered immortal, Zhan Zhao had a lot of information in his mind, it was information about immortals.

The mana was urged, and with a palm slapp, it was a mana that hit the white-haired boy, penetrating from the central channel, following the fire and rushing to the water, first sealing the source of Danqi. Ascending into the Jiang Palace, scattering into the three veins, and instantly swimming through the seven chakras of the top, the center of the eyebrows, the throat, the heart, the umbilicus, the bottom of the sea, and the Sanskrit acupoint, sealing all the mana of the white-haired boy.

The last palm slapped on the white-haired boy's chest, and the mana rushed into the palace like a great river of the Yangtze River, retrograde into the mud, and sealed the white-haired boy's divine consciousness.

The white-haired boy suddenly paused, his body twitched slightly, his eyes were no longer struggling, and suddenly he became sluggish and dazed, as if a newborn baby was ignorant and ignorant, and at the same time, his body shook and fell downward.

Zhan Zhao hurriedly reached out and grabbed the white-haired boy's body, beckoned to the nightshade, and slowly fell to the ground.

Nightshade is also full of clothes, and the blue emerald smoke shirt brings a touch of delicate and feminine.

Falling to the ground, Zhanzhao gently put the white-haired boy on the ground, and the nightshade pounced directly, crying in his mouth, "Brother Ziying......"

Zhan Zhao sighed slightly, this person must be Murong Ziying in the Legend of Sword and Fairy Legend IV!

When he first heard Long Kui call him big brother, and then saw this person dressed in a blue and white robe, and was faintly familiar with this person, Zhan Zhao guessed that this person should be Murong Ziying!

The blue and white robe is the costume of the Qionghua faction, and the sword box behind it is even more familiar, and the nightshade actually calls him big brother!

In his memory, apart from Long Yang and Sedum, only Murong Ziying was called his brother by Long Kui!

Remember the oath promised under the moon of Jimo...... It's just a pity that the sky doesn't fulfill people's wishes, the four of them are still separated, Mengli returned to the Illusion Realm as the young master of the demon world, Lingsha died early, Tianhe lived in Qingluan Peak, and Ziying continued to cultivate immortals...... A hundred years later, the tomb is like new, the hair is white, and the things are not people......

I tried it with these words, and it turned out that the white-haired boy really had a vision of regaining his senses...... The next words stimulated the white-haired boy even more, not to mention the names of Yun Tianhe and others?

Murong Ziying......

How did he end up here, and how did he become the blood slave of the Bal Demon Venerable?

What happened back then?

The magic sword was taken away by Murong Ziying in Buzhou Mountain, and he had to find a way to purify it, but in the end, how did he enter the Shushan Lock Demon Tower?

I remember that when the final chapter of the Immortal Four was still by Ziying's side, Murong Ziying was talking about returning to the sword mound...... There is also a sword mound in Xiansanli, what happened back then?

Since Murong Ziying is still alive, Han Lingsha has long since died, what about Yun Tianhe and Liu Mengli?

One has the dragon breath of the dragon with the candle, and the other is the young master of the demon world, not a human being, they should also be able to live until now.

Where are the two of them?

What the hell is wrong with this world...... is obviously Bao Qingtian's history, why is it involved in so many things, and the world is becoming more and more chaotic.

Alas!

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