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ten thousand years ago

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    The lights of the five prison towers, like fireflies, are submerged in the boundless darkness.

    Ji Yaoge and Xuan Huan stood in front of the wall screen of the tower room on the fourth floor, and fell silent facing the thick darkness on the screen.  The sights of Chixiu Island and Beishengzhai outside the tower were gone, and there was only darkness outside. They and the Five Prison Tower were sucked into the unknown chaos.

    The instigator, Ji Yaoge, has escaped from the previous situation of being torn apart by the three forces, the fusion of the second volume of heaven and earth has also stopped, the light of the seven-story tower room is dimmed, the map of the sky, the age of the river and the map of the mountains, the sea and the sea have returned to calm, the scene of the sky, the earth and the river  It has also disappeared, but at the moment when the three forces collided most strongly with her physical strength, she forcibly merged with the half-dragon soul, but she did not know what was touched, causing the five prison towers to be swallowed by chaos.

    Now there is only boundless darkness in this chaos, and the only thing we know is that the Tower of Five Hells is taking them drifting in a certain direction.  The leaky clock in the tower told them that they had been floating here for thirty-one hours, and the exit had not yet appeared.

    "Are we far away from Chixiu?" Ji Yaoge said abruptly.

    This damned ghostly place makes them helpless - no enemies, no direction, chaos.

    "Yes." This is the only thing Xuan Huan can be sure of.

    Ji Yaoge looked away, and sat on the stage with a wry smile.  The throne is too small for two people to sit side by side. Ji Yaoge had already made his own idea and pushed out the Hehuan Terrace. The veils are sultry and the smell of smoke smells good.  Who still has the heart of the upside down/luan/upside down/phoenix nowadays?  Hehuan Terrace has become a veritable jade platform.

    Thirty-one hours, three days and two nights, Chi Xiu and Bei Shengzhai did not know what to do.

    "I think I, Ji Yaoge, was a cultivator in my first life. I can't be said to be upright, but I don't do things like abandoning friends and stealing life." She curled her legs on the acacia platform, buried her head in her knees, put her hands in her hair, and let out a long sigh.  She took the risk because Chixiu was forced into a desperate situation, but in the end, she lost herself in this attempt, and at the end she had to bear the infamy of running away.

    I don't know how disappointed Bai Fei and Hua Mian will be, what will become of Chi Xiu after leaving her?  Just thinking about it, she will burn inside and out, very decadent.

    The veil was lifted, someone sat down across from her, and freed her hair from her hands.  When Ji Yaoge looked up, he saw Xuan Huan with the same disheveled hair. She probably learned this hair-catching problem from him, right?  Cold hands passed through her hair, and slowly combed it from the root of her hair. Her hair was very long. When he combed it to the end, his arm drew a half circle.

    "Ji Yaoge, when have you ever cared about other people's opinions?" He combed her hair, moved to her side, and sat down next to her shoulder.

    Of course she doesn't care, but when it comes to this point, Xuan Huan seems to be more open than her.

    "What about you? You were framed by Gao Badou, and the monks all over the world regard you as a villain. I don't think you care too much." Ji Yaoge asked him back.  He was forced to hide in the Brahma Heaven for three thousand years. The first thing he cared about was not to clear up his grievances, but to find out the truth. This man is really a stubborn old scholar.

    "I care." He fell down and tilted his head. At this moment, his whole body was relaxed, and he lay on her lap as a pillow.

    "Huh?" She brushed the hair on his face, slid her fingertips along his forehead to the bridge of his nose, and circled gently at the tip of his nose.  His handsomeness has the toughness of a man, with a dark outline, straight and straight nose, slightly rounded nose, very charming.

    "I only explain to people I care about, such as" He wanted to say something, but she cut it off.

    "For example, Youhuang?" Ji Yaoge raised his eyebrows.

    The tower is quiet, and chatting is the easiest thing to pass the time. Ji Yaoge never thought that one day he would lie on the same bed with Xuan Huan, just chatting, and chatting between men and women would easily turn over old scores.

    Xuan Huan paused, and suddenly laughed uncontrollably, his pale face seemed to become alive, Ji Yaoge was in a trance, trying not to think about the lights downstairs and the fact that he had died.

    "Aren't you going to get over this hurdle?" Xuan Huan laughed for a while before stopping, "It's true that You Huang was ordered by Yaolou to bring people to hunt me down, but I have a strong friendship with her, she is indeed  After listening to my explanation, I went to Worm Valley with me because I trusted me." He raised his hand to cover his eyes, and his smile faded, "It's true to say that I care about her."

    Thousands of years of life-and-death friendship ended up costing him his life, how could he not care?

    Youhuang is to Xuanhuan, just like Bai Yan is to Ji Yaoge, it is a hundred years in the world, one person has to meet countless people in a lifetime, let alone a long journey to immortality?

    But so what?  Sometimes a miss is a miss. Between him and You Huang, the gratitude and guilt are far greater than the ignorant emotions that have not started in time.

    Ji Yaoge naturally understood.

    "for you."

    A white silk quiltAir probing.  The place where the Five Prison Pagoda fell was a barren mountain with black and brown rocks, and the surroundings were filled with scorching heat, but the mountain was not rugged.  There was a small village built by the mountain, and it was rather crudely built. A few streaks of gray smoke rose from the village, as if someone was forging iron to make soldiers.

    This place looks familiar, but it is quite different from the memory, Ji Yaoge is not sure.

    "This is Miao Kunshan." Xuan Huan came to a conclusion first.

    Ji Yaoge turned his head - Miao Kunshan?

    "Sword City Kundu?" She blurted out.

    Just at the moment of panic, there was a cry of beasts from the depths of the mountains, and several figures rose into the sky. One of them was wearing an old gray Taoist robe, combed a Taoist bun, held a long sword in his hand, and had a serious face.

    Ji Yaoge had seen that sword in Kundu before.

    Hua Mian led her to look happily. The sword was hung in the most eye-catching place in the main hall of the Kundu Sword Palace. It was not a particularly good fairy sword, but it was famous because of the owner of the sword¡ª¡ªit was the ancestor of the Hua family who used it for the longest time.  of a saber.

    It's just that the sword in front of me is much newer than the one hanging in the Sword Palace.

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    Finally, I can write some feelings It's not easy

    What I said yesterday seemed to make everyone uncomfortable, haha, I will know why I said that later, let me keep it a secret.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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