When Jiang Shaoming came to the grottoes, he received the news that the East had left.

Man Yuhua came over and asked curiously, "what's the matter?"

Jiang Shaoming shook his head and said nothing.

The third day.

Overseas, a man from the east came here to meet the deep black earth.

Not long ago, the side of the boat slowly came, blocking in front of the East, Zhong Lihe came out of it: "where are you going?"

East cold face: "go away."

Zhong Li's face was expressionless and opened his mouth: "xuanming is lying to you. Wood has the mark of reincarnation. He belongs to the man in the ancient times, and also belongs to your descendants. Now, only he can save himself."

To break free from the bondage of willpower, he is wood. If he can't get rid of it, he will sink forever.

"I said go away," he said in vain

She has lost Li Yi and will keep his blood in any case, which is the only thing she can do.

The bell is silent.

The East bypassed here and set out again.

Soon after, Jiang Shaoming came here. He squinted at Zhong Lihe, a powerful man who often shuttled between the sun and the dark.

"You want to go to hell, too?"

Jiang Shaoming nodded.

He added, "this is not the right entrance. You can't go."

You?

Jiang Shaoming laughed: "if it's not right, just punch it through."

If you walk too much in the barren land, you will have a way. If you can't lead to hell at the end of the darkness, you can break through it. This is the idea of the East and Jiang Shaoming.

At this time, there was a loud sound in the dark. The light of the white knife was blooming from there. It was extremely fierce, and the terrible breath lingered among them, covering most of the dark area.

Clock from the line of sight a coagulation.

Jiang Shaoming once again laughed: "as long as you want to go, there is no way out."

Deep.

The East is making a move and revives Tiandao. The tyrannical extreme directly breaks through the void and goes straight to hell. However, he leaves here without looking back.

Zhong Li shook his head: "it's not hell. It's not really. You're wrong."

There are two purposes for xuanming to go to the East. One is to inquire the goddess to find her, and the other is to lure the hell in front of the East.

Now, he has achieved both.

Zhong Lihe set foot on a lonely boat and left here.

More than ten days later, Zhong Lixun returned to the depths of hell. It was a black building, which was invisible, as if it was just a dense atmosphere, but it was real when touched by hands.

He stepped off the boat and stepped into the ancient city.

In the depth of the ancient city, there is a palace, dark, cold, decadent, these words are displayed here incisively and vividly.

"My Lord."

Zhong Lihe shouts to the hall, respectful and incomparable.

There was no response for a long time. Until now, a deep voice came out: "Xuannu wakes up. She has been to hell. Yinyang may come back from that world."

Zhong Li sighed: "the black swordsman has fallen. I'm afraid this turmoil is going to..." Some words can't be said in words, such as what he wants to say now.

Without the black swordsman, who will pacify this turmoil?

Without the black swordsman, who can stop them?

Even if a great emperor is born now, it will not help. Those people are too powerful.

The darkness is likely to completely submerge the sky.

The deep voice sounded again: "no, he did not fall, his life star is still flashing, I saw the day he came back, now you have to do is to protect him."

No fall?

The spirits are all broken up?

Zhong Lihe opened his mouth slightly. I don't know how this adult judged it, or did he see the picture of the future?

Isn't that a matter of Tianji Dao?

All right!

All the strangeness can only be attributed to the mystery and power of adults.

He added: "Yin Yang Zi is going to open the altar, and that road will soon appear."

As long as that road appears, the real turmoil will fully recover, which is a terrible.

Zhong Lihe understood this meaning, he was a little suffocated, and his eyes were dignified: "please give me your advice."

He opened his mouth: "the curse on the heavenly daughter is almost dispelled. You bring her into that world and let her return to the side of the black swordsman."

The heavenly daughter in his mouth refers to the saint of that generation, that is, Li Yi's mother.

In fact, the truth of many things is not just as simple as what we see in front of us. For example, why does the Zhong family control tiannu? Why did the Zhong family help Li Yi?

If Li Yi is here now and can see him in the depth of the palace, maybe he will understand everything.It was a meeting of years ago!

Clock from the point of nod, turn and go.

Whoosh!

In the hell, the wind blowing over is cold and attractive.

But for Zhong Lihe, he has been used to it.

He came to a military department where countless ghost soldiers were gathered. He found the confused girl and looked at her. His eyes showed pity. He sighed: "your curse has dissipated. Next, we will not protect you. Your destiny will return to your hands."

The goddess has no expression.

Clock from the mouth: "you come with me."

They set foot on the boat one after another.

A few days later, the boundless land of the small world, which is the entrance and exit of hell, was broken down by a great emperor a long time ago, and can not be stitched up.

Zhong Lihe brought tiannu here, he said: "your sorrow has become the past. In the following years, you are you. OK, do you look at the light in front of you? Go out to it, don't look back. "

The heavenly daughter seems to understand and move forward slowly.

Zhong Li was silent.

As long as half an hour or so, the figure of the goddess began to disappear here, and finally, she returned to the world of light.

Yes.

Nearly eight hundred years ago, from undead mountain to hell, and now, she has eight hundred thoughts that have never seen light.

Once, she was so eager.

Now, she is so afraid.

The sun is very dazzling, she subconsciously stopped, consciousness is very turbid, so looking at this strange world.

As time went by, when the ninth day came and the sun rose again, she finally remembered something.

Light, warm.

There is no darkness, no curse, that belongs to the will power of the goddess also gradually revived.

PATA!

The crystal liquid cut through the cheek, but only a drop.

She looked up at the sky, still silent, because she had not spoken for a long time, and even had forgotten the function of speech.

Day 10.

She smiles in the face of the morning sun, all the vicissitudes in her eyes are tired, unwilling, angry, all calm down, just like a woman who is indifferent to the world, showing the purest eyes.

She said silently in her heart: "I'm back."