Lu Xueqi [Zhu Xian]

In the barbaric world, the rising sun hangs in the sky, and the golden light shines down, reflecting the large palaces and palaces on the mountain, like a temple in the sky overlooking the world.

The most majestic hall is located on the largest mountain peak. The black palace wall is solemn and simple, with a hint of austerity. The golden feet around the palace wall make it look more solemn and solemn. It is the most solemn and solemn palace in the legend. Important temple site.

Qinglong, who is one of the four great envoys of the Demon Sect, stood outside the temple with a calm expression on his face, but there seemed to be a hint of hope hidden in the eyes looking into the hall.

After standing still for a long time, Qinglong sighed quietly, finally bowed to the hall, turned and left.

And at this moment, above the sky, a twisting and turning golden light fell towards the direction of the Demon Sacred Holy Land Nether Abyss like a rainbow piercing the sun.

Qinglong's face changed slightly, and amidst doubts, the holy tower hundreds of feet away in front of the hall, the green light bloomed inside the tower, and a green shadow flew out of the holy tower amidst the phantom of the streamer, and flew towards the direction of the underworld in an instant.

In the depths of the Nether Abyss, suddenly a pair of eyes that had been sleeping for tens of thousands of years woke up faintly in the sarcophagus in the darkness like a ghost hell.

With Zhang Xiaofan's black abyss-like eyes, he slowly looked around, his gaze was empty, until he slowly felt the imprisoned soul in the empty body begin to awaken.

After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly woke up, and dusty memories slowly flooded into his mind. He frowned in pain, and silently walked out of the sarcophagus, out of the depths of the abyss, and stood outside the cave cliff.

Under the cliff, in front of the mountain path, there is a woman standing vaguely, about [-] or so in appearance, and Zhang Xiaofan thinks that she looks familiar with the green figure.

"Who dares to come to my Holy Cult's forbidden place?" The woman frowned slightly.

"Can't I come?" A childish voice came from the light and shadow of the forest.

The woman's expression changed slightly. Unexpectedly, the person who came was a little doll. She asked in amazement, "Where did the little doll come from? Come out!"

The little baby was actually carrying a huge sword, and walked slowly from the forest with short legs. The woman was shocked when she saw the little face of the little baby carved in jade.

The woman took a deep breath and suddenly smiled: "Finally... the one who should have come is here."

"You know I'm coming? Who are you?" The little baby jumped on his toes, stood on the giant sword, and asked the woman in front of him against the blazing sun.

The woman looked up at the dazzling little baby on the giant sword, snorted, and said, "You should call me Aunt Baguio." After saying that, the woman suddenly flew backwards, heading straight for the cave on the top of the cliff .

Zhang Xiaofan in front of the cave cliff turned around slowly, walked around the cliff, and left indifferently by another mountain road.

Time flies, time flies, Zhang Xiaofan was in front of the river at the foot of the mountain, looking at the pale, simple and young face reflected in the water, he couldn't help but lose his mind for a while.

Until the sound of footsteps came from behind.

"Huh?" The little baby finally went down the mountain, but the giant sword he was carrying was gone, and the woman wasn't there either.

Meeting Zhang Xiaofan standing in front of the river in a daze, the little baby hesitated for a moment, pouted her mouth, squeezed her hands, and walked over to recognize her father in small steps.