The whole world thought I was dead!

Ren Changkong looked at it for a long time but didn't see why, he sighed secretly, maybe he lost the matching sword he gave him before.But it seems impossible, Huai Jun has always been a cautious and serious character, let alone such an important thing.

He even preserved the tortoise shell that he gave him so carefully, so he shouldn't have ignored the "disaster reduction" that he regarded as a treasure before.

The night was deep, and the whole room was filled with a quiet atmosphere illuminated by the dim yellow lights of Dou Da.

Ren Changkong couldn't help but slowly close his eyelids and fell into a deep sleep!

Needle dropping could be heard in the room, and for a while, only Ren Changkong's faint breathing and Shahu's slight breathing could be heard.

Hua Huaijun slowly opened his eyes, his autumn pupils glowed coldly, and he turned to look at the big-hearted "Yi Ming".

He got up very lightly without making a sound, and his slightly blue ice eyes looked at the man in the bed inexplicably.

The white spiritual silk was untied by a pair of extremely flexible hands, revealing the true face inside.

It was a bone sword with a cold light. The whole body was made of white sword bones. Three deep blood grooves were engraved on the tip of the sword. There was no trace of pattern on the entire sword body. It was extremely simple and crude. It was just a sword!A sword for killing!

Hua Huaijun moved the sword, and slowly volleyed above Yi Ming. At the same time, he tapped his sleeping point with his fingertips, making him sleep even more drowsily.

The Bone Sword kept turning, as if looking for something, the sword body glowed faintly red, and let out a clear cry!

Hua Huaijun couldn't help but frowned, how could it be possible?Did I guess wrong?Is it true that there is no remnant soul of Master in this man's body?

Pursing his pale lips, Hua Huaijun's vision was a little dazed, so why did this Yi Ming feel so familiar to him, like, like a master?

Could it be that Xitong was playing tricks again this time?

But why didn't I feel this way before?

Hua Huaijun stared at Yi Ming, his expression became more terrifying and gloomy.

After a long time, he turned his head to look at the sleeping silly tiger, and snapped his fingers lightly.

The six-eyed flaming tiger, which was still sleeping, stood up in an instant, its clear golden pupils glowing red, and upon hearing the master's familiar "eat" command, it obediently walked towards Mr. Huahuai.

There was a silent roar, and the sharp and ferocious animal teeth glowed with a bloodthirsty cold light.

Where is the cute look from not long ago?

Hua Huaijun squatted down and gently stroked the fur of the six-eyed flaming tiger. His hand bones were slender, white as jade, and even his fingertips were covered with a transparent light pink. .

"Go and check carefully to see if he has the remnant soul of Master."

The six-eyed flaming tiger jumped onto the bed, circling around the man on the bed and sniffing non-stop, but unfortunately, he didn't make the statement Hua Huaijun thought he would.

"What a fool, I really can't count on you." Hua Huaijun pulled out a slight smile, full of sarcasm.

"Come here." Hua Huaijun waved again, and the six-eyed flaming tiger landed silently, turning its head to look at its master.

Taking out a sound transmission charm from his bosom, Hua Huaijun knelt down, struggle flashed in his eyes, after thinking for a while, he still ordered softly: "Go and give it to the "dumb", let him come to Huai Junfeng quickly." trip."

The six-eyed flaming tiger opened its mouth, rolled its barbed tongue and sent it into the mouth, then rubbed its master's leg, frantically shook its tail a few times, and then sped out the door. It provoked a storm that filled the room.

After Hua Huaijun closed the door, he stood in front of the window and looked at the heavy snow outside the window, his eyes were distracted, and his thoughts drifted unconsciously to Yi Ming's eyes just now.

It's like, it's really alike.

The man from Yi Ming looked at him just now with exactly the same eyes as his master. Too much time has passed, and he originally thought that he had hidden the memory of his master in the deepest part of his memory.But he didn't expect that with just one look, he could remember everything from the past!The distressed but angry look in his eyes made him a little at a loss for a moment, and he felt as if he had returned to the past!

The wind and snow outside the window became more intense, and the hurricane blew across the empty Huaijun Peak, making a piercing whistling sound.

Hua Huaijun's hand on the window string suddenly tightened, and his five fingers were hardened, and his originally soft eyes instantly became cold, so, so he couldn't let that man from Xitong go, sooner or later, sooner or later, he would Cut his body into ten thousand pieces, take out his soul and enshrine it in the furnace of all ghosts, so that he will live forever and never be reborn.

Distorted hatred filled the delicate face, casting layers of haze on Hua Huaijun's pretty face, making people chill like a ghost.

The "dumb" who was dragged by the six-eyed blazing tiger galloped all the way and saw Hua Huaijun's gorgeous ghostly face that made people have nightmares.

What happened to this ancestor?

Chongshan was chilled by the biting cold wind from Huaijun Peak, shaking his body and got down on the back of the six-eyed flaming tiger, trembling into the room, looking helplessly at Hua Huaijun with a cold face, fingers He gestured with spiritual power in the air, "It's so late! What's the hurry?"

Hua Huaijun walked slowly to the bed, took out the mysterious ghost armor from his bosom and handed it to him, before he could speak, Chongshan quickly gestured to indicate that he already knew.

He secretly rolled his eyes in his heart, he knew that asking him to come here was a matter of divination!Countless years have passed, and this friend of his still doesn't give up, and almost every few decades asks him to divination where his master's soul is!

Occasionally, he sympathized with this friend of his.His master Xuanwei Daojun has long since passed away, but Huahuaijun seems to be dazed, and just doesn't believe this fact.

Xitong, the suzerain of the Demon Sect, was also looking for it year after year, and the two of them competed with each other, always firmly believing that Taoist Xuanwei still had a remnant soul wandering outside.

But how is this possible? Back then, Daoist Xuanwei was...

His thoughts were interrupted by the cold gaze of his friend, and Chong Shan could feel his skin was frozen and his hairs stood on end.

He sighed silently, and skillfully threw the black tortoise shell into the air, and his gestures quickly formed a seal. The golden veins of spiritual power were entwined on the jade-like tortoise shell, and strands of brilliance rushed to the bed along the veins. Men, start divination quietly.

The spiritual power was consumed rapidly, and time passed bit by bit. In the quiet room, only the sound of wind and snow whizzing by outside could be heard.Finally, Chongshan put down his hand gesture, he wiped the sweat from his temples, took a few deep breaths, and shook his head gently to Hua Huaijun who was staring at him, the man lying on the bed was a complete body. An incomparably brand new soul, how can there be any remnant soul of Taoist Xuanwei.

Chong Shan lowered his head and couldn't bear to look closely at his friend's eyes.

He didn't understand why Hua Huai Jun didn't believe what everyone knew! ?

well!How miserable the world is, and cultivating immortals is not immune to it.

Zhongshan touched his neck, and couldn't help but irony, didn't he himself fail to let go of the paranoia in his heart?

Thinking about it this way, I am laughing at a hundred steps.

It's just that he has come to his senses, and Hua Huaijun is still sinking in the quagmire.

Hua Huaijun took back the black tortoise shell, put it in his arms carefully, and licked his light-colored thin lips, still a little unwilling to give up: "But his eyes give me the feeling that I am very much like a master."

Chongshan raised his head, looked at his friend who had failed countless times and still did not give up, raised his hand and gestured with spiritual power in the air: "He is not! Huahuai Jun, you should really wake up! It's just a dream! You have been doing it for 3000 years. You should wake up!"

Hua Huaijun watched the spirit characters slowly dissipate in the air, and his heart tightened. He looked at Chongshan with gloomy eyes, raised the corners of his lips, and his voice was like lingling jade, cold and piercing: "Why should I give up? Master, he is sure." There are still remnant souls in the world, I can feel it!" The tone was decisive, and the last words were filled with mad killing intent "Not to mention that Xitong is still alive and well, ha, Chongshan, this world is so ridiculous and full of evil On the contrary, I live a thousand years, tell me, isn't this world ridiculous!"

Zhongshan closed his eyes and stopped looking at his crazy friend. He turned his head to look out the window, and stated a fact: "If Daoist Xuanwei is still alive, he will definitely hope that you can ascend to immortality, instead of still being stuck in the past. , if this continues, your inner demons will not be able to be suppressed!"

Hua Huaijun smiled coldly when he heard the words, his cold face became more beautiful and beautiful, and with the determination to go to hell, he said loudly: "I will not become a fairy! I will never let Xitong become a saint! As long as If I live one day, I want him to live forever!"

Chong Shan turned his head to look at his faintly mad friend, feeling a little regretful in his heart, why did he mention this taboo in front of him again.

He hastily gestured and changed the subject: Have you found the magic spirit Yaohua I wanted yet?

Hua Huaijun held back the killing intent in his heart, and after a while he said coldly: "I already have a clue, and I will pick it up for you when I go to Master to match the sword in a few days."

That man knows your master's other saber?

Chong Shan stared suspiciously at the sleeping man on the bed.

"He said that he is a prophet and can be detected." Hua Huaijun wrapped his saber with spiritual silk layer by layer, and replied without raising his head, "If what he said is a lie by then, I will kill him."

Be careful not to be fooled!Last time, the people from the Demon Sect tricked you to go to Death Valley to find it.

Chong Shan felt like he was going to break his heart!They kept making gestures.

"Don't worry! I found something wrong this time and I will act early."

Chongshan picked up the teacup and drank it down in one gulp, waved to Mr. Huahuai, and left.

In the house, Hua Huaijun was the only one left sitting at the table silently watching his saber, while the six-eyed flaming tiger lay down next to its master and fell asleep again.