Chapter 625 Virtual Fire

At this time, Lei Can still was still flying fast, but Lei Can's mind was in chaos, and there was a burst of snow, and Lei Can made her enter Hao Xuanlei Mansion. At this time, he was in a complicated mood and thought about it. He pushed away the snow and knew that he wanted to propose marriage. What bothered Lei Cannon was that the strength of the supreme world was beyond Lei Cang's expectation. It can be regarded as the refining of Shuixing and Jinxing, but what can it do? If the two lines are not fully understood, the strength will still not be much higher. Mr. Yun said that as long as the strength of the two lines is integrated, there will be a qualitative change, which makes Lei Cang distressed. I'm afraid it is more difficult to integrate the two lines than to understand. With a sigh, Lei Quan planned to first bring the water line and the gold line to the power of the dragon. The company pointed out that the water line and the line gold line and then tried to integrate. Before there is no integration, it seems that he has to be cautious. Moreover, the hatred of physical cultivation should be slowed down. There are countless hidden masters.

The matter of the Jun family has undoubtedly taught Lei Gang a lesson.

Suppressing the complexity of his heart, Lei Gan suddenly stopped and looked east. After a long time, Lei Gan's eyes gradually became complicated and muttered, "Is there really only Zhishan in my heart? You disappeared. Where the hell have you been? Zi Yun!" Lei gangan's heart was extremely complicated. Originally, Lei gangster thought that there was only Zhishan in his heart. Originally, Lei gangang thought that Ziyun was just the past, but when he heard that Ziyun disappeared, Lei gangan's heart involuntarily became anxious. All the previous things came to Lei gang's mind, the unintentional encounter, the years of companionship, and the high mountain. On the top, Lei Gang fell into memories.

"Ziyun... Where will you go?" Lei Wan muttered.

In the central world, in a secret canyon not far from the Sword Gate.

There is a small pool in this canyon, but this pool is cold all year round. It is the place where Lei Can undoubtedly peeped into the place of ** Ziyun. It has been more than ten thousand years now, but the pool remains unchanged, as if this time does not exist at all for the pool.

In the pool, a woman in purple and gold clothes sat in the pool. Her eyes were closed, and her exquisite and finger-breaking face made people fascinated at a glance. However, a faint black mist faintly appeared, which made the woman more enchanting.

"Puff..." The woman sitting side spewed out a mouthful of blood, opened her eyes, and her face was extremely pale, but the woman did not care about why she vomited blood, but looked at the mouth of the canyon in front of her and fell into confusion for a moment.

"How many years, Lei Can you still remember the place where you and I met? Maybe... you have forgotten it for a long time. Maybe you have forgotten me. Maybe we won't meet again. The sitting woman suddenly muttered, her voice was pale and weak, with a deep look of pain.

The woman slowly stood up, and the clothes wet with water exposed her proud body even more. Looking ahead, the woman sighed slightly and slowly walked up to a boulder on the shore. She sat down and looked at the boulder. The woman was actually obsessed for a moment. After a long time, she muttered, "Lei Jiang, you will still remember Did you put me here at the beginning? The woman's exquisiteness was extremely exquisite, and a touch of crimson appeared on her perfect face, but this crimson soon disappeared. The woman slowly raised her head and looked in the direction of the mouth of the canyon and muttered, "Lei gang, will you come back? The virtual fire in my body is getting more and more uncontrollable, and the cold pool can no longer be suppressed. I... I don't have much time. I wish you could come to see me again. I wish you could remember this place where you and I met. It's a pity that everything is human.

A tear slipped from the corner of the woman's eyes and turned into a pearl along her cheek, dripping on the boulder.

I don't know how long it took for this beautiful woman to stay at the mouth of the canyon. The woman slowly stood up, a little weak, and a faint layer of fog all over her body surrounded the woman like a dead breath.

This woman is... Ziyun.

"Little tiger." Zi Yun shouted softly, and her voice was a little weak, but it was still crisp.

"Oh..." A scream sounded, and a fierce beast almost the same as an ordinary tiger flew from the sky. The tiger was covered with purple mane, like lightning, and a fist-sized sharp corner on the top of his head wrapped the sharp corner, as if the sharp corner contained the supreme power of thunder. . This tiger is the little tiger that Ziyun got from the treasure. Over the years, the little tiger has been the same as before except for its more purple color and small horns on the top of its head!

"Little tiger, maybe only you will accompany me forever." Zi Yun gently stroked the little tiger's forehead, slowly rode on the little tiger, and whispered, "Little tiger, take me to the place where he lives."

The little tiger roared and turned into a purple light and disappeared. When he appeared again, it was already a corner on the west side of Jiangan Gate.

At this time, the sword gate was more powerful than ten thousand years ago, but the western corner has been retained. Although the house has been corroded, a purple light flashed in the sky, and Ziyun and the little tiger appeared here. Ziyun sat down in the upper woods in the western corner, looking through the jungle and looking down, he was stunned for a moment. As if there was someone below, Zi Yun's eyes gradually blurred, and the color of reminiscence appeared on her face.

"Lei Can, how nice it be if I could still see you here?" Ziyun muttered, her face suddenly changed, and the black fog all over her body trembled a little. A mouthful of blood overflowed the corners of her mouth. Ziyun's face became paler and wiped the blood at the corners of her mouth weakly. If you pay attention, you will definitely find that there is still a lot of black in the blood.

"Lei Can, where will you be? I don't have time to find you, and I don't have much time. It's better to let you have hope than to die in front of you. Zi Yun opened her lips and said. The originally delicate lips became a little dark at this time.

At the beginning, Ziyun was in the cold pool to suppress the virtual fire, and this time, Ziyun came to the central world for repression on the one hand, and more importantly, there was her best memory here, although this memory will not be realized.

The black fog emitted by Ziyun suddenly condensed quickly, forming a dark flame. Zi Yun's face was paler, and the little tiger on one side roared, and thunder and lightning emitted from its sharp corners, bombarding the flame condensed by the dark fog.

Dark clouds rose in the sky, the thunder rolled, and the thunder and lightning flashed. With the low roar of the little tiger, thunder fell from the sky, bombarding the dark flame.

It was not until the dark flame was smashed and turned back into fog that the little tiger stopped, and the dark clouds in the air gradually disappeared. This awakened the masters of Jian Gangmen and flew with swords one after another, while Ziyun and the little tiger had left.

In the canyon, Ziyun sat on the boulder, and the little tiger lay beside Ziyun, constantly whining, as if he was worried and reluctant.

"Little tiger, don't be sad. You are too young now to suppress the false fire in my body. Maybe, this is life." Ziyun gently stroked the mane of the little tiger, and his eyes always stayed at the mouth of the canyon in front of him, sighing.

"Woo-woo..." The little tiger's claws grabbed Ziyun, and there was a look of pain in his eyes.

"If... if I could still see him, how good would it be? But... I already feel that my cultivation is declining, and I can't stand the next false fire. Ziyun stared at the front and muttered, with no tears in her eyes, no fear of death, only memories. Gradually, staring at the front, a blush appeared on Ziyun's face, as if she remembered what had happened at the beginning.

The little tiger lying beside Ziyun's eyes suddenly shook, and his eyes were full of reluctance. He grabbed Ziyun's clothes impatiently. The little tiger looked at the sky, as if he thought of something and began to meditate.

PS: The first update, after reading the post, few readers say why the heavy winding is too magical, and the heavy winding is related to the ancestors of ten thousand immortals. This is all set by Xiaohan, not wrong. Thank you for your proposal. You are welcome to ask questions in Tieba.