Chapter 688 Rosefinch Next

Three fairy deer walk quietly in Taixu, while Zhuge Fuliang quietly understands the book file in the form of deep sleep. In this flash, it was another ten years, and Zhuge Buching in his sleep was awakened.

Three fairy deer stopped in Taixu. Zhuge Buteng rose up and stretched out. The heavenly eyes between his eyebrows opened and closed. Zhuge Buteng felt that even if he was in Taixu, he could have a panoramic view of the whole Kyushu after urging Tianyan.

"The demon-free senior should wake up."

After giving standby instructions to the three fairy deer, Zhuge Fuliang flew to Kyushu. After the extreme flight, Zhuge Fuliang appeared directly over the Fengmang Mountains. At this moment, the Fengmang Mountains are still shrouded in a powerful ban. It seems that the demonless old man has not come out over the years.

Finding the gap in the prohibition, Zhuge Fuliang got in and appeared in the underground space under the Fengmang Mountains. This independent small space is self-contained and is shrouded in ice and snow all year round.

As soon as his body moved, Zhuge Fuliang flew directly to the place of the Lost Divine City. On the way to the Ke Road, Zhuge Fuliang passed the ice tomb again. The ice tomb stood like a mountain. There was a beautiful woman in the ice tomb, and no one had been disturbed for thousands of years. At this moment, in front of the ice tomb, several snow-white beasts gathered together, either playing or playing.

These snow-white beasts were taken by the demon killer Luo to guard the ice tomb, which has been passed down from generation to generation.

Zhuge Fuliang fell down and stood in front of the ice tomb, staring at the stunning woman sealed in the ice tomb. This stunning woman must be the wife of Mo Killing Luo, who fell with Mo Killing Luo in the Honghuang Fairyland.

"Squeak!"

Feeling that a stranger was approaching, several snow-white beasts immediately became alert and grinned at Zhuge Fuliang.

"It's settled!"

Zhuge Fuliang raised his hand and pointed, fixed these snow-white beasts, and walked to the ice tomb. He stood in front of the ice tomb for more than two hours. Suddenly at this time, the heavenly eyes between Zhuge's eyebrows opened and closed, with golden light inside. Looking at the place of the Lost God City, he felt that the breath of the demonless old man woke up.

"The senior woke up." Zhuge Bu Liang grinned, untied the fixed skills of these snow-white beasts, and flew away into the distance.

In the blink of an eye, it has come to the sky over the Lost God City, and the ancestral dragon vein is still there, spanning thousands of miles. At this moment, the demonless old man stood in the half-hanging air, with his hands behind his hands, quietly staring at the rosefinch fairy who was in the ancestral dragon vein.

At this moment, a large area of fiery red light lit up on the rosefinch fairy, as if the flame was burning. The rosefinch fairy was shrouded in fire, like a goddess of flame. In her body, there is a trace of vitality at this moment.

"Senior." Zhuge Buriang whispered.

Wumo Lao Teng turned his head and looked at Zhuge Fuliang and said in a slight surprise, "You... Did it break through?"

"Hmm." Zhuge Buliang nodded and couldn't help but be a little curious. There is no spiritual fluctuation in his body now. Where did the demon-free old man determine from that he had broken through the realm of a half-step immortal?

"Senior, is it the rosefinch fairy... Are you going to be resurrected?" Zhuge Fuliang looked at the ancestral dragon vein and said.

The old face full of wrinkles showed excitement and said, "Yes, over the years, I have warmed her body with the breath of Zulong vein. Now the time is ripe. I don't think it will take long for her to be reborn. And I..."

The demon-free old man laughed at himself and said, "I'm afraid I'll look like now... Alas! Forget it, although the price is painful, I still don't want her to see me now.

After saying that, the demonless old man seemed to have made some kind of determination, with a trace of determination in his eyes, and he sat in the air. His withered yellow hair was windless and automatic, and wisps of black gas emanated from the body of the demonless old man. At the same time, Zhuge Fuliang also felt a strange wave in the body of the demonless old man.

At this moment, the white hair on the demonless old man's head fell off, and new black hair was born on his scalp. At the same time, the surroundings of his face gradually blurred. According to the building's figure slowly stopped, and his dry skin glowed again. At this time, the demon-free old man is gradually recovering his youth.

"Cough!"

The demon-free old man's body trembled violently and coughed up two mouthfuls of blood, but he still did not stop moving, and his appearance had returned to a middle-aged state.

Zhuge Butang was shocked, not because the demonless old man had regained his youth, but because Zhuge Butang felt that the demonless old man seemed to have been in an unhealed body, as if he was always in a weak state, and now he coughed up blood.

Gradually, the demon-free old man recovered to his appearance in his twenties. His appearance was handsome, sword eyebrows, and his figure became extremely straight, and even a little great. His original old face was red again and energetic.

"Senior, are you all right?" Zhuge is not clear.

"Hmm..." Wu Mo nodded faintly, looked at Zhuge Fuliang, and said, "I think you have found out. My body has been worse for a year. If it goes on like this, I'm afraid that the trauma in my body will attack within a hundred years. At that time... I'm afraid it will disappear in this world.

"What!" Zhuge Boulang was surprised and said, "Why did you say that? Is there any incurable disease in your body?

"It's true." Wu Mo said, "I have been suppressed in the sand sea for ten thousand years, especially by the chaotic qi. My body has long been full of scars. Even if there is a peerless elixir or a rare elixir, it can't be cured."

Zhuge Fuliang's face turned white: "How could this happen? Who on earth suppressed your predecessors?"

Wu Mo smiled bitterly and said, "You have met them before, haven't you? Those are the three old emperors!"

"It's them!" There was a flash of murder in Zhuge Buriang's eyes.

Wumo said, "In those years, we entered the battlefield together. After the memory of my previous life returned, my strength increased greatly. However, they were envied by these three people. They designed to frame me, hit me seriously, and suppressed me in the sea of sand with the chaos. I was released by you ten thousand years later, but it's a pity that the inside of my body has already been scarred and tired.

Zhuge Fuliang subconsciously clenched his fist and said, "Why didn't the senior take revenge!"

"Revenge?" Wu Mo smiled bitterly: "I am now the end of a strong crossbow. I don't have many years to live, and my cultivation is declining day by day. I'm almost falling into the realm of a half-step immortal. What ability do I have to revenge? And... After I learned the truth of 20,000 years ago, I was even more hesitant. In the near future, there will be a big war. Half-step immortal-level practitioners will become the main generals, killing one less..."

"Humph!" Zhuge Buleang snorted coldly and gritted his teeth and said, "I don't have such a senior like you. I'm a flawed villain. I can't be a great hero. What those three old things have done to me will be doubled back after I return to the Honghuang Fairyland! Since you don't want to take revenge, the younger generation will take revenge for you. At worst, in the future war, I will have three more people's strength.

Hearing this, Wumo looked at Zhuge Wuliang with solemn eyes. He sighed and said, "Little friend, I would like to advise you again that it's good for you to kill less?"

"Do you want to kill less?" Zhuge Bulliang was stunned and said, "Why did you say that? At the beginning, the old blind senior also asked me to kill less. Does this have an impact on my future cultivation?

"That's natural." Wu Mo nodded and was about to say something more. Suddenly, at this time, a strong vitality in the ancestral dragon vein was rapidly climbing, and this powerful source of vitality was in the body of the rosefinch fairy.

At this moment, the firelight on the rosefinch fairy is even stronger, like a flame goddess. A flame god bird condenses into shape, and the wings made of flame wrap the rosefinch fairy.

"The time has come!" Wumo's eyes were full of excitement. With a turn of his palm, a fiery red light appeared in his hand, hit the rosefinch fairy, and disappeared in an instant.

"What is this?"

Wu Mo said, "This is the memory and inheritance of the rosefinch fairy. She is about to return and return what should belong to her to her."

Zhuge didn't know how to nod. At that time, the Hanyue fairy tried every means to enter the tomb of the rosefinch fairy for the memory and inheritance left by the rosefinch fairy. It's just that in the end, everything was empty and died in the hands of Zhuge Butliang.

In the ancestral dragon vein, the rosefinch fairy floats in it, and the powerful vitality climbs to the extreme.

At this moment, the rosefinch fairy flew in a red dress, and her slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and then a pair of star eyes opened, and two fire lights forced out. The skeleton that has been silent for ten thousand years in the body of the rosefinch fairy is recovering at this moment. She opened her arms slightly, her head was full of blue silk, and her rosy red lips were slightly open, leaking a mouthful of crystal teeth. When she opened her mouth and sucked, the one condensed into a divine thought by the flame was sucked into her mouth.

"I'm back. I'm really back. I'm finally waiting for this day!" Wumo's body was already trembling with excitement at this moment, and there were even tears dripping from his eyes, which was enough to show his friendship for the rosefinch fairy, ten thousand years of missing, and disappeared at this moment.

"Ling Wu, Huo Feng!"

The rosefinch fairy flew out of the ancestral dragon vein, and flames surged all over her body. She raised her hand a little, and a flame rosefinch flew out of her body and soared in the sky, burning red in this small space.

"Feng'er..." Wumo's voice was a little hoarse, and two lines of hot tears flowed down.

"No... Wumo, it's really you~~" The firelight outside the rosefinch fairy's body gradually faded, and he turned his head and stared at Wumo. The same fog flooded in his red eyes, and he flew to Wumo.

The two are like a couple in love, hugging each other tightly. In this situation, for Wumo, everything in the world is empty, and only this moment is eternal. He tightly supported the body of the rosefinch fairy, as if to integrate her with his own body and never separate.

"It's good to see you at the first glance~~~" Suzaku Xianjun whispered.

"You are still so beautiful that you haven't changed at all." Looking at the face close at hand, Wumo's eyes are full of tenderness.

"You're not the same~~" Zhuque Xianjun said affectionately, "I feel that I have slept for a long time, and it seems that I want to forget everything, but only you, your appearance, your back, your bit by bit, have never been blurred."

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After thousands of years, the couple finally met again, and naturally there would be endless words, but the two of them could not say a word at this moment, but stared deeply at each other.

Zhuge Bliang smiled bitterly. Maybe it was touching the scene, which made him miss his family far away in the Honghuang Fairyland, Tianer, Xiangyifei, Pang Xiner... And that white figure.

He sighed, and Zhuge Fuliang was embarrassed to stand here as a light bulb and quietly retreated.