"Brother Zhan, is something going on?" Ding Yuehua asked with some concern.

Zhan Zhao shook his head, "It's about Brother Bai." ”

"What's wrong with Fifth Brother Bai?" Ding Yuehua looked anxious and asked hurriedly, "Brother Zhan, you said to save people, isn't it Fifth Brother Bai that he has an accident?"

"I'll talk about it when I come back!" Zhan Zhao gently rubbed Ding Yuehua's head and said, "I'll talk about it when I come back." ”

"Hasn't the Demon Venerable come back yet?" Zhan Zhao asked.

Ding Yuehua and Nightshade both nodded.

Zhan Zhao sighed, looked at Lan Xiao, Fang Mink, and the Magician, and said, "Miss Nightshade, everyone here regards your cultivation as the highest, I hope you can help me guard these three people." ”

Long Kui smiled and nodded, "Don't worry, Brother Zhan." ”

"Yuehua, after the Demon Venerable comes back, I hope you can talk to him and ask him to help the eldest brother. Zhan Zhao instructed again.

"Hmm!" Ding Yuehua nodded.

"Hehe, don't worry, Brother Zhan, Demon Respect Lou should agree to any request from Sister Yuehua...... You don't know, when I first saw Sister Yuehua, I thought I had seen Sister Zixuan!" Nightshade smiled softly.

Zhan Zhao was slightly stunned, Yuehua and Zixuan were very similar...... Demon Venerable had mentioned it before, but he didn't care.

It's just that there are gods, demons and monsters in this world, is it possible, is it true that Yuehua and Zixuan are related?

Shaking his head, Zhan Zhao came back to his senses and said quickly, "Let's not talk about it yet, I want to hurry up and save people!"

Everyone nodded, and Zhan Zhao no longer hesitated, and flew directly towards the north of Xiangyang City.

Zhan Zhao flew rapidly, all the way non-stop, flew over the Nine Pine Five Peaks Ridge, and still flew towards the north, almost to the border of Henan, where there was a mountain peak.

Zhanzhao's divine sense has been discovered, and Bai Yuewu is on that mountain!

That mountain is majestic, some buildings can be faintly seen on it, and there are many small hills around, among which the main peak faintly has a feeling of a pillar of optimism.

When he came to the mountain, Zhanzhao paused, because there was a stone tablet at the foot of the mountain, and on the stone tablet, there were three big characters written on it.

Wudang Mountain!

"This is Wudang Mountain?" Zhan Zhao was stunned for a moment, "Zhang Sanfeng's Wudang Mountain?"

"It's not the time to be stunned!" Zhanzhao hurriedly came back to his senses, took a step in the air, and flew out quickly.

Entering the mountains, Zhan Zhaotian's eyes shone brightly, and the power of divine consciousness suddenly covered the surroundings, and it was clear that Bai Yuewu was in that mountainside.

Near the mountainside, there is a cave, in front of the cave cliffs, craggy and convex rocks.

The scenery in front of the cave is wonderful, the clear spring is like a jade belt, the light flashes and the beads fly, and the big beads and small beads fall on the jade plate. The entrance is hidden behind a hanging waterfall, the waterfall is divided by the convex stone, and a nine-curved stone bridge appears, which spirals to the mountain, and is extremely exquisite. This cave is like the water curtain cave of the Monkey King in myths and legends.

The divine sense saw clearly, and Bai Yuewu was hidden behind the waterfall.

Zhan Zhao stepped out, his mana worked, cut off the flow of water, and stepped directly into the back of the waterfall.

The eyes of the sky flickered, and the light was dim, but Zhan Zhao could see clearly and understand, in the depths of the cave, there was a stone platform, on which there was a person lying flat, his flesh and blood were blurred, his white clothes had already been soaked in blood, and his limbs were broken, which looked a little terrifying.

Zhanzhao's expression changed slightly, the corners of his eyes were a little wet, he raised his hand and touched his cheek, where there was wetness and crystalline, and an inexplicable sadness rose from the bottom of his heart.

Because there was still a sword next to the person who was already blurred with flesh and blood, and that sword Zhan Zhao had seen countless times, and he couldn't be more familiar with it.

That sword was the Shadow Sword.

The corpse on the stone platform should be the brocade rat Baiyutang!

"The book and sword are scattered, the jade face is merry, and I am heroic. Memories of the empty island, singing and drinking, in the city of Tokyo, sending notes and leaving knives. After all, the young man, Fang Gang's blood, shocked Long Ting and wavered. It's really happy! It's only a proud bone, and it has won the royal cat. ”

"The red dust is all over the place, and Xie Zhizhi is willing to throw his surname away. Sigh Dan's heart is iron-hearted, and finally sink into the copper net. Mo is a cadre and buries hatred for the night. Ming said that the vast, the Bianhe River was exhausted, and the end of the world was lonely from then on. How not, teach the past, and the dream will be broken. ”

A poem appeared in Zhanzhao's mind, it was a poem he had read in his previous life, he didn't remember what the name was, he only remembered, it was a poem written by someone for Bai Yutang, the words were gorgeous and sad, heart-wrenching, Zhanzhao couldn't help but read it out.

Bai Yutang is dead......

He still died.

The white clothes that used to be like snow have been soaked in blood, and the handsome face can no longer be distinguished, and the arrogant tone that used to be can no longer be heard?

No!

Zhan Zhao suddenly looked at the person next to Bai Yutang's corpse.

There is hope.

It was a young girl, dressed in pink and white tulle, embroidered cloth shoes, hair in a bun like snow, apricot eyes and cherry lips, beautiful facial features, no extravagance, but a trace of innocence.

Hearing the words that Zhan Zhao had just recited, the girl trembled her body slightly, and was silent.

A white fox appeared on the girl's heavenly spirit cover, the fox gently attached to Bai Yutang's body, and a trace of white breath fell from the fox's body and merged into Bai Yutang's body.

Zhan Zhao squirmed his lips slightly, but he couldn't say a word.

White hair as snow......

used to have Bai Yuewu's hair bun like ink and a green silk shawl, but now it has become a snow-white long hair...... The once delicate cheeks with charm have long since lost their blood color and look pale and weak.

"White girl...... Zhan Zhao stepped forward and said softly, "Is it worth it?"

"True Monarch ......" Bai Yuewu's voice was a little vicissitudes, "Everything is worth ......"

The voice was very calm, but it hurt Zhan Zhao's heart when he heard it, because Bai Yuewu's originally crisp voice was faintly old at the moment.

Zhan Zhao stood aside, silent.

I want to save people, but how can I save them?

Zhan Zhao has become a scattered immortal at this moment, and seeing Bai Yuewu's movements, he knows that it is Bai Yuewu using her own primordial spirit to reunite Bai Yutang's shattered soul.

Shattered Soul ......

Zhan Zhao clenched his fists suddenly, and the evil intent faintly came out, but he was restrained around his body.

Ridiculous...... I had also said before that even if there was a big fuss in the underworld, I would let Bai Yutang return to the yang, but I didn't expect that Bai Yutang was already scattered and his form and spirit were destroyed......

When a person dies and wants to enter the underworld, it is just a subconscious at work...... But he never thought that the demon master would kill Bai Yutang, how could he let his soul go......

Zhan Zhao clenched his fists tightly, and the surging killing intent echoed in his chest.

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