One black and one white, surrounded by wind and thunder, this is definitely the Yin-Yang Feng Thunder God Wing. Su Yun believed in himself and read it correctly. He could not understand the Shen Wing.

But he didn't quite understand why the blood-colored giant condensed from the Immortal Mortal Sect had Yin-Yang Feng Thunder God Wings, which made him puzzled!

boom!

The blood-colored giant was formed, and everyone around him looked much pale.

At this moment, the blood-colored giant took a step forward, stretched his wings behind him, and disappeared in an instant.

When it appeared again, it was outside the black light curtain. With the appearance of the blood-colored giant, it seemed to have become a light in the dark. Countless monsters around it rushed towards him like moths, fighting together in an instant.

The blood-colored giant had amazing power with each punch. Countless monster shadows shattered, and they could not withstand the blood-colored giant's punch and kick. However, those monsters were not afraid of death and rushed towards them, rushing to the light curtain, as if they were about to tear the light curtain apart, making people feel trembling in their mood!

The battle lasted for a long time, and the sky was dark!

Finally, with the sound of a flute, the monster retreated like a tide, but this scene left a huge impression on Su Yun!

"My junior brother, it's over!"

Xiahou Qingyi looked at Su Yun still looking at the sky, and couldn't help but speak softly. At the same time, she also exhaled a long breath of turbid air, as if she had relaxed a lot.

"The tide of monster beasts of this scale will happen almost every once in a while. My junior brother should have forgotten you. You used to be on the front line!" Xiahou Qingyi said with a smile.

"Running on the front line?"

Su Yun looked at Xiahou Qingyi in confusion.

Xiahou Qingyi didn't explain either. She shook her head and smiled, her smile as beautiful as flowers blooming.

Xiahou Qingyi didn't say it, and Su Yun didn't ask much.

Soon, the sacrifice ended.

Xiahou Qingyi brought Su Yun to his accommodation.

There are not many palaces in the Immortal Mortal Sect. Everyone's accommodation is a tree hole, and it is a free choice throughout the mountains and fields.

Su Yun's dormitory is built on a towering tree on the edge of the cliff of the Immortal Peak. Here you can see the sea of ​​clouds. The scenery is beautiful. Occasionally, the wind blows, the cherry blossoms fall, and sometimes the cranes fly by, and the clear birds are singing, which is beautiful, like a peerless painting.

"My junior brother, do you think that after a person dies, there will be past and present lives?"

Xiahou Qingyi and Su Yun sat on a treetop by the cliff, looking at the sea of ​​clouds. She put her hands on her knees, supported her head, and suddenly turned her head to look at Su Yun and asked.

Past and present life?

Su Yun was stunned for a moment, not understanding why Xiahou Qingyi suddenly asked this question.

After thinking about it, he replied, "It should... be there!"

In his opinion, the mysterious revival and the myth reappeared, the world he is in belongs to the other side of the starry sky, opposite the other side are four great immortal realms, even immortals exist, and there should be reincarnation. If there is reincarnation, it must be past and present life.

Su Yun thought so.

Xiahou Qingyi's beautiful eyes lit up and she asked, "That little brother, if I die one day, will you forget me?"

This time, Xiahou Qingyi's cheeks were very close.

The two people looked at each other almost with their noses facing each other, as if they could hear each other's breathing.

I have to say that Xiahou Qingyi is very beautiful. Her facial features are delicate and fair-skinned. Although she is wearing plain clothes and dressed simply, she has a fairy-like temperament. She was shocked and Su Yun's calm heart was slightly ups and downs, and from his eyes, you can see the purity in Xiahou Qingyi's eyes.

This made his heart beat a little ashamed.

In fact, Su Yun didn't know how he should answer. He couldn't say that he was not from this world, right?

I am not the other party’s junior brother, and somehow I will appear here after a night's sleep?

Su Yun felt that it was a bit immoral to say this, and he had not yet figured out what was going on, why did he appear in the Immortal Mortal Sect, and why did the blood-colored giant they condensed have Yin-Yang Feng Thunder God Wings? All of this was like a mystery, bothering him!

"Little junior brother, you won't really forget me, sister, right?" Xiahou Qingyi frowned and looked unhappy.

Seeing this, Su Yun shook his head and explained: "What are the nonsense of senior sister? Why are you talking so hard? We all have to do it!"

When Xiahou Qingyi heard this, she smiled.

But a trace of sadness flashed deep in those eyes, and Su Yun did not see this.

The mountain breeze blew, pulling a strand of black hair on Xiahou Qingyi's forehead. This strand of black hair floated up and fell on Su Yun's eyebrows...

Neither of them spoke.

At this moment, under the mountain wind, the cherry blossoms fall, and the sunset is infinitely beautiful, like a peerless painting.

Long, long...

"Young junior brother, you should go back!" Suddenly, Xiahou Qingyi spoke.

The voice seemed to contain some kind of Taoist rhyme, which suddenly echoed in Su Yun's mind. Su Yun was still wondering, wasn't he in his dormitory?

How to go back?

But gradually Su Yun felt a sense of sleepiness.

He could not resist this sleepiness. He tried his best to keep himself awake, but his sleepiness became stronger and stronger, and he finally fell asleep...

His body was turning into crystal clear at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if it was about to melt into a wisp of the world, and then slowly dissipated...

Only Xiahou Qingyi was left in place.

At this moment, Xiahou Qingyi changed, and a strand of black hair like a waterfall turned into pure white. Although her face was exquisite, it exuded endless vicissitudes, especially her eyes showed endless desire to die.

Not only that, but the entire Immortal Peak has also changed a lot at this moment.

The straight mountain peaks are full of destruction and vicissitudes. Wherever there are towering ancient trees, they are just decay, broken tree stumps, wherever there are disciples, they are just debris, wherever there are vitality, they are all filled with endless desire to die...

Here, there is silence!

The Immortal Peak is like a land of undead.

Only a dead creature sat on the edge of the cliff, looking at the distant sky, as if waiting for something, endless darkness, endless loneliness...

"My junior brother, I'll wait for you..."

The murmuring sound seemed to be heard between heaven and earth.

In the sky, several black thunder flashed, tearing apart the sky... In a vague way, you can see that there seemed to be a divine monument to the sky above the sky. There were countless monks sitting cross-legged around the divine monument, densely packed, as if guarding!

……………………

at the same time.

Qingcheng Mountain.

Su Yun opened his eyes, and his eyes were confused.

It seemed as if he had just woken up and his consciousness was not clear enough, but those scenes were constantly presented to his mind at this moment.

He lowered his head and looked around him.

Where is there any token, nothing.

"Is it a dream?"

Su Yun murmured, he felt that it was not a dream.

Otherwise, how could it be so real? But it is not a dream, what about the token?

"Xiahou Qingyi..."
Chapter completed!