No one followed, everyone was wandering outside.

At this time, no one seemed to pay attention to the every move of the Warlock King.

They could feel the sorrow in Mu Bingxin.

On the banks of the peaceful lake.

He sat down with difficulty and stared at the calm lake.

After the crying just now, he felt nothing.

Maybe it was because his senses were dull, maybe... she didn't want to see him again.

The hidden sword landed steadily.

He gently stroked the sword that was being trained in life.

"It's so sleepy, it's good to just fall asleep here."

"I feel like a lot of memories are blurred. How did I fall into this pit many years ago?"

"A cool and handsome boy like me shouldn't be deceived by beauty."

"I seem to... forget her."

He talked to himself under the old locust tree.

The wind blew.

The young man's white head never wrinkled the ripples of the lake, but wrinkled his face.

Rejuvenation.

From birth to death.

It only took half an hour.

Zang Jian whimpered in a low voice, sobbing in a low voice.

A girl stood there pretty on the other side of the lake.

"It's you, the little girl who helped dig a sword that day."

Mu Bingxin raised his eyelids with difficulty.

Su Li walked over the lake.

"Your excavator is driving very well." Mu Bingxin said breathlessly.

"Senior Water Dragon Spirit has been praised for thousands of years and has no longer had his own consciousness. The crying sound just now may be her only thought."

Su Li said softly.

"Is that true? I understand."

He nodded.

Then he died silently.

Under the old locust tree, the hidden sword flew into the sky, and the sword energy soared into the sky!

On the lakeside, an old man with disheveled hair appeared slowly and sneered in a low voice:

"It seems a pity to waste such an excellent body."

Su Li frowned and stopped him.

The next second, flames spread throughout her body.
Chapter completed!