Li Yixiao, whose life span is thirty-five, hesitated that his wife betrayed him, and he was killed by his wife's lover.

Zheng Chan, 87 years old, died of dying. She had no major changes in her life. She was relatively flat and dull…”

A personal name, accompanied by stories, calmed Li Hugo, and Liu Piaopiao was already trembling with her hands, her eyes widened, and her trembling lips said, "It's all from our sect, they died this year! He actually said it all!"

"How to say it right?" Li Hugo asked.

"Just yesterday during the day, I hadn't met you, so Zhang He died, but we don't know what the specific reason was that he died! He was actually killed by the people from the Taohua Palace, which means that the people from the Taohua Palace are already lurking in our Voodoo Sect!" Liu Piaopiao said.

Li Yuguo quickly began to read the book. After reading for a long time, she came up with a new name: "Liu Piaopiao, in her prime, was infected with a strange disease at the age of fourteen, and she was never awake. She died of three souls and seven spirits. She was saved by people outside the world. She was not her, she was her."

The handwriting was written "She is her" and suddenly broke. Li Hugo could hear her heartbeat. Is she her? What does this mean?

His intuition told himself that maybe something had happened in the void at this time. Although this feeling was mysterious, it was extremely real!

"This..." Liu Piaopiao was also shocked when she saw these words. Could it be that she really had something to do with the man in front of her?

However, the overall situation is important at the moment. Liu Piaopiao gritted her teeth and continued to read other books, trying to find the cause of the prophet's death.

The two of them read it for a day and a night, and finally saw the name of the prophet on the bottom of the book.

"My original surname is Nangong. When I was a young man, I was extremely arrogant and wanted to be as arrogant as the sky, but the sky had no eyes, which allowed me to obtain a strange book. After reading the book, I calculated my destiny and lived alone to the age of 1,200 years old, but I was always alone and died at the hands of a most inconspicuous junior. This is fate. I want to go against the heavens and change my destiny, but people can't beat the sky in the end. Oh... If later generations see the book that I have been divining for thousands of years, they will burn it. It contains too many secrets of heaven. Even if you peek at it, you will have bad luck.

It's big or small, it's inevitable."

The two of them seemed a little disappointed after seeing the prophet's handwriting. Li Hugo also cursed secretly. This old guy recorded the matter so briefly that he could not find any clue. You know, the Ghost Realm is a Jedi, and it is even more terrifying than the wilderness!

Similarly, Liu Piaopiao was also complicated. As mentioned above, he was the most inconspicuous person, but who was the most inconspicuous person? There is no way to know.

Liu Piaopiao said, "The prophet has gone, so we promised him to burn all these books."

Li Hugo nodded and took a last look at the book Jian:

"Li Yuguo, a person on earth, will come here in 3113 years. This person has great wisdom and great supernatural powers, but his emotional journey is very bumpy. As for the rest, I really can't calculate it."

In the book of Prophet Nangong, the ending of the two people was not calculated, namely Liu Piaopiao and Li Hugo...

The book script eventually turned into a pile of useless dust, which contained the fate of most people and contained too many secrets...

Perhaps these book simplified books do not belong to the world. Li Hugo thought of this after burning the last book simplified books.

Liu Piaopiao seemed to have water droplets hanging on her long eyelashes, which seemed quite sad. She turned around and nodded to Li Huguo and said, "All this is fruitless. In this way, are you leaving?"

"Go?" Li Hugo laughed, smiling desolately, "Yes, it's time to leave."

Liu Piaopiao felt a little reluctant in her heart, but she was so strong that she didn't say it: "Put on this thing."

She took out a sachet from her chest, "I made this a few days ago. I was originally for my father. Now that you are leaving, we don't know that day will we meet. Maybe we won't be able to see each other in this life."

She blinked her eyes and still didn't dare to look directly at Li Hugo. Li Hugo took the sachet, but smelled the fragrance that came from her nose was like the fragrance of a girl, and also like a scent of a scent.

Lavender, however, this fragrance hides too many complex emotions.

Liu Piaopiao quietly raised her head, but found that Li Yuguo's eyebrows were frowning, and her heart moved: "Li Yuguo, do you miss her very much?"

"Well, of course I think, I think all the time." Li Hugo said.

Before Li Yuguo could continue to say it, Liu Piaopiao suddenly rushed over and hugged herself tightly. Liu Piaopiao buried her head in Li Yuguo's heart: "Now... let me fantasize about your dark moon..."

Li Yuguo's whole body trembled, his eyes were a little sad, and he actually had an urge to cry. Li Yuguo greedily breathed Liu Piaopiao's fragrance. At this moment, he stretched out his gentle embrace and wrapped Liu Piaopiao, as if he was afraid that the wind would blow the branches, inciting love, and shattering the tenderness of this matter...

"I forgot everything about me before I was eighteen years old... Because of that serious illness, I woke up and saw my parents. Later, I learned martial arts and made rapid progress. It took only two and a half years to reach the out-of-body stage."

"Actually, I have been thinking, if a person continues to practice, even if he touches the way of heaven, what can he do? It is said that becoming a demigod can make people live forever, but if he is just living alone, what is the meaning of eternal life? Li Hugo... I hope you can find your wife, I wish you here to bless you..."

Liu Piaopiao gradually let go of her hand, smiled gently, and said to Li Hugo...

Li Huguo nodded and put the sachet in his arms. Without turning his head, he quietly left. He knew that this place did not belong to him...

However, when Li Yuguo's figure disappeared, Liu Piaopiao's tears could not stop flowing, like the flood of JueTi.

"Why..." Liu Piaopiao wiped her tears.

"Why is my heart so painful, so painful...I am so sad, why..." Liu Piaopiao simply burst into tears.

Liu Piaopiao sobbed, but her eyes were red and golden, but the effect lasted for a few seconds and then disappeared, and she didn't even notice it herself.

Liu Piaopiao took a deep breath and tried to stop her crying. At this time, Li Hugo's back also disappeared, her heart was dim, and she turned around and then she turned around.
Chapter completed!