Instead of letting everyone be frightened and afraid, and then welcoming hope after despair, and then despair again after hope, it is better to let them celebrate the victory happily, knowing nothing is the best.

As soon as he stepped into the gate of the sky, Mu Yan felt a flash in front of his eyes.

The scene that came into her eyes made her stunned, with a hint of trance.

This is a place she is very familiar with. She has been familiar with for thousands of days and nights in the past. She will see it when you close your eyes anytime, anywhere.

The view is endless grassland. The wind gently blows across the grassland, creating ripples.

In the distance is a glorious galaxy.

In the middle of the grass stands a towering towering towering into the clouds.

What is this not her Heavenly Demon Piano Space?

Mu Yan frowned slightly and walked towards the Book Tower with a complicated expression.

Under the book tower, the familiar red figure stood there.

A pair of phoenix eyes bent slightly, as if laughing, and as if mocking.

The already beautiful young man's face seemed particularly charming at this moment.

"Jun Muyan, I have been waiting for you here for a long time! Why have you only come now?"

The boy's voice was still transparent and unyielding.

It was as if he would say to her in the space of the Heavenly Demon Piano for countless days and nights.

Mu Yan's hand hanging beside him unconsciously clenched, and countless pictures flashed through his mind.

A young man was arrogant and couldn't hide his joy after getting the [Puling Chess].

There are also scenes where beasts torture him over and over again as seen in the inheritance of the Heavenly Dao.

If it was still tens of thousands of years ago, if the beasts who tortured Qihuang were still alive.

She will kill all the cultivators in the world as the way of heaven, and not one of them will be left behind!

Because these beasts are not worthy of living!

All the garbage that has received gifts from Qihuang but betrayed him and turned a blind eye to his suffering and despair is not worthy of living.

However, memory is only the past after all.

Now the rest of the martial arts continent are all scarred innocent people.

As the way of heaven, she could not watch these people die.

But I don’t know how to soothe the resentment and unwillingness of Qihuang for tens of thousands of years.

Silence spreads between two people.

Qihuang seemed to be unable to withstand such an atmosphere, and curled her long hair slightly, with a sarcastic expression on her face: "Jun Muyan, we haven't seen each other for so long, do you have nothing to say to me?"

Mu Yan took a deep breath and said, "You killed the seventh-level ghoul?"

She did not sense the existence of Di Mingjue.

But the Void Ring between her fingers also made her sure that Di Mingjue was still alive.

Who was the one who had previously manipulated the Tongshen Order to take away the seventh-level ghoul?

Qihuang laughed softly and sat down on the wall.

The long black hair fell down like silk, dancing gently in the wind.

He smiled and said, "What you want to ask is, is Di Mingjue still alive? Do you want to ask me if I have attacked him? It is natural that I have acted, but he is now fusion with the genes of the Eternal Night Holy Emperor, and it is not that easy for me to kill him."

Mu Yan licked her lips and didn't say anything because she knew that Qihuang had a follow-up.

Sure enough, the young man Qinglong voice sounded again with a bit of sarcastic voice: "Originally, I couldn't move him, but who told him to seek death by himself? He killed the seventh-level ghoul in the genetic fusion? Once he left the protection of the Tongshen Order, his body and soul would be fragile in the eyes of the deity."

Qihuang stretched out his slender and fair hand, and his five fingers moved slightly, and a light blue ball of light appeared in his palm.
Chapter completed!