Mu Liuyun's smile was so soft that he suddenly jumped onto a hill and looked at the sky. His face was ferocious and treacherous. When all ghosts heard the bell, it was as if they had heard some command, and they froze in the same place for a moment. Chang stood up from the ground and murmured, "did I hear you wrong? That's... That's the ghost clock. " The ghost clock tolls without wind, only when the divine musician is advanced. Can leave last time ghost clock rings, just separated a year, how can? How could it ring for the third time? The idea just flashed. A bright light from the far north of the earth, straight into the sky, suddenly burst in the air. The land of Xiuxian, which was already in the dark, suddenly became as bright as day. Under the light, ghosts are rampant on the mainland, corpses are everywhere, and the scene of bloody hell is delicate. The sudden ringing of the bell and the bright light seemed to pause all this. Whether people or ghosts, they all look up and look at the northern sky. There is a huge silver moon rising slowly. Nine bright stars revolve around the silver moon, and the stars and the moon are connected“ Nine stars and even the moon, once again, nine stars and even the moon Between heaven and earth, there is a melodious sound of Qin. It's like a pair of gentle hands, gently touching every soul full of scars. I don't know when the drizzle will fall from the sky Junjitian reaches out to catch the rain dripping from the sky. The rain seeps into the body, and the magic core in the body begins to rotate at a high speed. The original lost magic source is gradually replenished. But the emperor killed the sky as if he didn't care about his body at all. He tilted his head slightly, listening to the sound of the piano floating in his ears, and there was a trace of doubt in his eyes. It seems that the piano sounds familiar. Where has he heard it Xiao Bao looks up dully, letting the white rain wet his face. In the rain under the washing, the body of small wounds visible to the naked eye speed healing. In the hand already lost the ray to ward off evil spirits the sword, once again issued the buzzing sound. After being soaked by the rain, the cracks on the sword body emit a faint fluorescence and begin to disappear gradually. On the ground, Chang's hand with charred bones grew flesh again. Shadow also slowly opens her eyes in the cold night's arms and is tightly held by the cold night. Xiaobao looks at the Jue in front of him. The huge blood hole in his chest was healing rapidly. Mellow energy surrounds him and drips into his body. Dad won't die! Exorcism will not disappear, all people will not die! Because someone is guarding him and protecting him. Even if separated by mountains and rivers, even in two worlds, this has never changed. All of a sudden, the tears that had been held for a long time could no longer be held back and surged out of his eyes“ It's my mother Xiaobao rushed into the arms of emperor mingjue and cried out, "Dad, it's your mother who saved us, isn't it?" Emperor Ming Jue looked at the empty ring in his hand. As the drizzle falls, around the body, countless Shenyuan pour into the body. The damage to his body recovered at a rate visible to the naked eye. His strength has recovered rapidly. Emperor Ming Jue looked at it and couldn't help laughing. Helpless, doting and sweet. Jun Mu Yan is Jun Mu Yan. Cuscuta is never weak and needs human protection. She can get through all the difficulties in the world, and even protect him in turn.