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Chapter 990: Lonely and Unwilling

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    The discussions between Jiang Yun and the five people naturally focused on the migration of the two clans and how to fight against the Temple of Death.

    Although the Samsara and Chaos tribes have agreed with Jiang Yun's idea and started to migrate, they have too many clansmen and affiliated forces.

    In addition, the distance between each other is far away, so it is impossible to migrate all of them in just one year.

    In order to prevent the Temple of Killing God from secretly attacking the two tribes, the Desolate tribe also sent a large number of experts to protect them and help them complete the migration as quickly as possible.

    As for Man Tuntian, at the invitation of the three patriarchs and Jiang Yun, he finally made a decision to return to the Desolate Clan and help the Desolate Clan fight against the Temple of Death.

    Of course, Junhiko Huang also offered him quite generous conditions for this.

    In short, everything is developing according to Jiang Yun's plan, and Jiang Yun also knows that he can help the Huangzu, and he has really achieved the ultimate.

    Therefore, after everyone reached an agreement, Jiang Yun officially started retreat.

    Still the same sentence, he will at least allow himself to break through to the protective realm in this illusion at all costs.

    Jiang Yun's place of retreat was chosen in the boundary gap, and the three major clans naturally did their best to provide him with help and protection.

    Just like that, another three years have passed!

    Although these three years have been a rare period of peace that the members of the three major clans have never enjoyed, but each of them knows that this is the last calm before the storm.

    Because, just as Jiang Yun guessed, the Temple of Killing the God split into two armies a year ago and wiped out the mysterious Ji clan and Xiao clan at the same time.

    Although Huang Junyan and Lu Piaomiao have sent invitations to these two tribes more than once, they hope they can also move to the Huang tribe.

    Or set up a teleportation array at each other's place of residence so that they can take care of each other and fight against the Temple of Killing God together, but they have never received a response, so they can only give up.

    Now, since the two clans have been wiped out successively, only these three clans are left in the Nine Nine Clans.

    In addition, the fact that the three clans merged into one is not a secret to the Temple of Killing God, which naturally annoys the Temple of Killing God, so it won't be long before the real final battle will begin!

    On this day, a vague figure appeared in Jiang Yun's retreat.

    Although around Jiang Yun, there were at least six strong men secretly guarding him, but none of them could detect the appearance of the figure.

    The figure's gaze was only on Jiang Yun, who was under heavy protection and his eyes were closed tightly. After a long time, he sighed faintly: "Jiang Yun!"

    The voice entered his ears, and Jiang Yun's body trembled slightly, and he suddenly opened his eyes and said, "Master!"

    Since Jiang Yun told Master the truth of this illusion, although Master promised to help him, it never appeared again.

    Now that he finally heard Master's voice, Jiang Yun was naturally very pleasantly surprised.

    The fuzzy figure is not old, he sighed again: "You don't need to look for me, I'm here to tell you that in at most one year, the Temple of Killing God will launch its final attack. Get ready!"

    How could Jiang Yun fail to hear that Master didn't seem to want to meet him, so he hurriedly said, "Master, what about you?"

    "Don't pin all your hopes on me, because I still have something to do."

    Speaking of this, the ancient voice stopped, and after a moment of silence, he continued: "In short, you remember, no matter whether this is an illusion or not, no matter whether I am an illusion or not, since you are my disciple, I will naturally try my best.  I will do my best to help you!"

    "What do you want to do, let go and do it, everything will be supported by Master! Alright, I'm leaving!"

    "Master!"

    Jiang Yun stood up, although he wanted to chase Master, but he also knew that if Master really wanted to leave, he would not be able to catch up with him, so he sat down cross-legged again, frowning tightly.

    Master came today to tell me about the impending war, but the tone of Master's tone and what he said were obviously not quite right.

    This made Jiang Yun a little worried, not knowing what happened to Master during these years.

    However, if there is really something that even the master cannot solve, then even if I know about it, it is impossible for me to help.

    Fortunately, I also know better that this war that once took place in reality, no matter whether Master participated or not, at least Master is safe and sound.

    "It's less than a year,In this time, I should almost be able to break through to the Earth Barrier!  "

    So, after notifying the patriarchs of the three clans of the news, Jiang Yun continued his retreat.

    Far away from the gap between the three major worlds, the ancient figure appeared again, looking at the direction of Jiang Yun's retreat, and sighed again: "Is all this really just an illusion?"

    In the past few years, Gu Bulao has done almost nothing, and all his energy has been put on exploring the world.

    Because he wants to prove that this place is not illusory.

    Although he didn't find anything substantive, he felt more and more that Jiang Yun didn't seem to be lying to himself.

    And this also made him unable to accept and believe, so he seemed a little lonely and unwilling.

    "Could it be that even you are an illusion?"

    Following Gu Bulao's words, a small figure suddenly appeared beside him, it was a little boy no more than four or five years old.

    Hearing Gu Bulao's words, the little boy blinked his eyes, opened his mouth and said, "Senior, everything is illusion? What does illusion mean? Can you explain it to me?"

    "In this way, if someone asks me this question in the future, I can explain it to them."

    "Also, who is the big brother just now? Senior, you may not believe it. Although I have never seen that big brother, I actually feel that he has a familiar feeling. It seems that I have seen him somewhere before.  Same?"

    "I heard that there are past lives, present lives, and future lives. Could it be that I met that big brother in the past life?"

    Hearing the little boy's words like a cannonball, a helpless smile gradually appeared on Gu Bulao's face, he shook his head and said, "How can you have so many words at such a young age!"

    "However, the big brother just now, in the future, he should be your junior!"

    "Junior brother?" The little boy was slightly taken aback and said, "Why is he my junior brother? He will be older than me next year?"

    "Ah, senior, are you going to accept me as a disciple? Great, great, but Master, before you accept me as a disciple, shouldn't you give me a name!"

    "And, and"

    Gu Bulao shook his head helplessly again, rolled up his sleeves, and disappeared without a trace with the figure of the little boy, leaving only the voice of the little boy, which seemed to continue to echo in the dark gap.

    "What's wrong?"

    At the same time, in the main hall of the Temple of Killing Gods, Dao Zun suddenly raised his head and looked at Dongfang Bo who staggered and almost fell to the ground in front of him.

    Dongfang Bo shook his head lightly, a hint of doubt appeared on his usually expressionless face and he said: "I don't know, I was in a trance for a moment just now!"

    Dao Zun looked at him deeply, and suddenly smiled slightly: "You are not in a trance, but it should be you here, awakened!"

    "Dao San's puppet technique is still not up to par, and it is lacking!"

    After the words fell, before Dongfang Bo could understand, Daoist suddenly waved his sleeves, and an invisible wind enveloped Dongfang Bo's body.

    Feng Guo Wuhen also completely erased the expression on Dongfang Bo's face, making him expressionless again and returning to the state of a puppet.

    "Dongfang Bo, pass on an order to tell the army to leave immediately and go to the Desolate Race!" (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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