Xingqiong: Cocolia is pregnant, making Banya cry.

A cold and calm figure slowly walked out from the frost, making the Cloud Riders feel like they were facing a formidable enemy:

"Emperor Bow Siming, Shou Wen Huo Zu, Jin Mie Huo Zu... This is a chess game between gods. If you are not on the winning side, you will be the loser."

"And this time, we must put abundance to death."

Looking at the white-haired master with a black veil in front of him, Jing Yuan's face was obviously more hesitant.

"What exactly do you want to do when you return to the Immortal Boat?"

Jing Yuan looked at Jing Liu in a deep voice. He wanted to believe this mentor who had taught him since childhood, but as a general of Luofu, he had to eliminate all hidden dangers that were detrimental to the immortal boat.

"I think..." Jingliu raised the corners of his lips slightly, and his eyes, covered by black stockings, showed no expression.

The icy sword in her hand completely dissipated as she moved: "Turn yourself in and confess your crime."

"what?"

Jing Yuan frowned, thinking he had heard wrongly.

The Cloud Cavalry troops around them were increasingly on guard against a formidable enemy, tightly gripping their weapons, ready to respond to sudden attacks from the villains.

Jing Liu seemed not to notice the changes around him and continued, "The condition is that before the trial, you must have one day of freedom to go to the Scaled Abyss Realm to meet your old friends again."

Given Jing Liu's power, no one in the entire Luofu Immortal Boat can capture her unless she surrenders herself.

He looked at Jing Liu deeply.

Jing Yuan nodded in agreement: "No problem."

......

In the temporary prison of Youyu Prison guarded by dozens of elite Cloud Riders, there is no other unnecessary furnishings except tables, chairs and stone beds.

Jing Liu, who was sitting cross-legged on the stone bed with his eyes closed as if he was practicing, suddenly opened his eyes and looked towards the center of the room.

A figure appeared in sight out of thin air, as if coming from the void.

"It's really you."

Jing Liu's red lips opened and closed, and because of his personality, his voice was calm and a little cold.

The person who came was naturally Ji Chen.

Not long ago, in the main hall of the Prison, Jing Liu sensed a powerful and somewhat familiar aura.

If Jingliu didn't know that Ji Chen didn't belong to Luofu and wouldn't attack him, he would never have come to him.

Coming to the stone bed casually, looking at the exquisite and beautiful face, Ji Chen was a little curious: "You went to so much trouble to come to Luofu, just to turn yourself in and confess your crime?"

Jing Liu nodded calmly: "This trip is to cut off all distracting thoughts."

"In order to cut off distracting thoughts, you teamed up with Rakshasa and threw the star core into the Jianmu sacred tree?"

Ji Chen's mouth curled up, and his eyes fell on Jing Liu, as if he could see through all the covers and see the essence at a glance.

Jing Liu showed a trace of unnaturalness in his eyes, but he quickly adjusted himself and looked over with the same cold eyes: "Only Jianmu can attract..."

"Don't tell me."

Ji Chen stretched out his hand and placed it in front of Jing Liu: "Take out the things."

Jing Liu looked at him with a hint of doubt and confusion.

After thinking about it, he hesitated and handed over the half-eaten pastry.

Ji Chen blinked, inexplicably feeling that the sword master was a little silly.

But he was a little hungry, so he took it and ate the still warm cake under Jing Liu's gaze, mumbling, "Xin Jian, don't you want to meet your old friend again?"

"How do you know..."

Jingliu stopped speaking in the middle of his surprised words, stood up, walked down from the stone bed, went to the table and picked up the pen and ink.

Ji Chen picked up another piece of cake.

Only then did he come to Jingliu in front of the table and look down at her as she wrote.

have to say.

Jingliu's calligraphy is very good, with just the right amount of beautiful lines. Although not particularly large, it gives people a pleasing, soft and upright feeling.

If you can copy it, it will definitely feel great.

Put away your pen and ink.

Jing Liu folded the letter with her slender white hands, then stood up and faced Ji Chen who had withdrawn his gaze.

"Please give this letter to Yinyue-kun. He should be back on the train by now."

Ji Chen nodded, his palm touched the envelope, and he threw it directly into the void space.

"I'll bring it."

Although they have fallen into the body of the devil, the friendship between the five heroes of Yunshang who fought side by side to the death in the past cannot be erased so easily.

If Jingliu wants to become stronger and avenge the destruction of his homeland and relatives, he must put an end to this memory.