"Bang!" Xue Liancheng thought of it as a whip of the storm, like black lightning flashing into a sand shadow.

A large vortex-shaped hole suddenly collapsed into the chest of Shaying, and quickly swallowed the whip of the Gangliu.[]

The thoughts are separated, and the whip of the flow of the turbulent flow is like a mud cow entering the sea.

Xue Liancheng was shocked, and he didn't expect that a mere sand shadow had such magical powers. The so-called "seeing the leopard in the tube" is, the person who manipulated this sand shadow behind the scenes has a high level of cultivation, and I am afraid that even he can't stand it!

Seeing that the Shasha Shadow was about to break through the demon consciousness barrier and pounced on him, Xue Liancheng hummed low and wanted to use the Doomsday Wind Whip to strangle it, but saw Chu Tian stopping and whistling towards the depths of the sand storm: "Mushan, don't you recognize me anymore?"

"Wow——" The sand shadow fell down in response, turning into countless gravels and scattering.

Chu Tian was unmoved and continued, "I'm back."

"Huh——" The sand storm in the sky was unveiled like a curtain, and a thin middle-aged man stood ten feet away in a purple night wind robe. Behind him was an ancient tomb, covered with layers of sand and soil. You could still see the tombstones covered with vicissitudes and heavy events half hidden under the soil.

He is like an eternal night watchman, day after day, year after year, accompanied by the silent tomb.

After a moment of silence, a smile gradually appeared in his amethyst-colored eyes, and he slowly knelt down on one leg and said, "Your Majesty, I have to say that you are really punctual."

"His Majesty?"

Xue Liancheng couldn't help but feel a little astonishment in his dull eyes. As a member of the Biluo Haiyu family, she certainly knew that from ancient times to heaven and earth, the only one who can be called "Your Majesty" in the Secret Demon Realm is Xiao Ni!

"Three hundred years, your fists are not rusted, right?" Chu Tian couldn't help but immerse himself in his memories of the past of the rotating demon king Xiao Ni. His thoughts kept changing between the present and the past. In a trance, the white clouds and the dogs changed in a state of change.

"Rusty?" Mushan smiled and said proudly: "Your Majesty, my fists are already so hungry!"

Chu Tian nodded, and his eyes turned to the tombstone that had been buried most of the thick layer of sand and soil. He hesitated for a moment, walked to the tombstone, and wiped off the sand and soil with his hands.

The sandy soil is like cracked armor strips, and the handwriting on the tombstone is slowly exposed.

Because his vision was blocked by Chu Tian's figure, Xue Liancheng only saw the three words "Wind Yin Cicada".

Even so, her heart couldn't help but tremble violently, and she suddenly realized why Chu Tian was here.

After the three concubines in the Golden Ban had a stroke, Feng Yinchan was the first confidante to die in battle beside Xiao Ni. The whereabouts of her body have always been a mystery, but she was unexpectedly buried in the depths of this deserted Gobi Desert.

In this way, the identity and origin of this tomb guard named "Mushan" is about to emerge. But his background is too big, so big that even Xuelian City dare not think too much.

"What is that?" Chu Tian noticed that forty or fifty skeletons stood around the tomb, standing straight like a javelin from beginning to end.

"They are all tomb robbers who don't know how to live or die. They can also help me relieve my boredom." Mu Shan smiled freely and unrestrainedly and replied: "It's up to you to entertain yourself, but unfortunately no beauty has ever been here. Last time I finally saw a woman, but she was an old woman with a pockmarked face, black and ugly face."

It was not until then that he casually glanced at Xue Liancheng and asked, "Your Majesty, besides this beautiful girl, is there anyone else left to wait outside the Gobi?"

Chu Tian was stunned. Unexpectedly, someone could escape from the eyes and ears of him and Xue Liancheng and secretly followed him. He shook his head and said, "Can we only know the other person's appearance?"

Mu Shan replied: "He is a sneaky secret demon master, and his cultivation seems to be not weak. Your Majesty, let me play with that guy."

He curled up his left thumb and index finger and pressed his lips to make a pleasant whistle. More than fifty skeletons around the tomb suddenly shone with their eyes shiny and burst out with charming purple light. Then he flew into the air into two teams, quietly circling and circling the uninvited guests who had sneaked into the Gobi from the left and right sides.

"Give virtue and carry things!" Xue Liancheng was secretly surprised. She had already seen that all these skeletons had lost their souls and were no different from a pile of rotten bones. But Mushan only controlled them with the magical consciousness that they seemed to be resurrected, and they had terrifying strength no less than the level of Daqian Kongzhao. Such methods were probably among the elders of the Biluo Haiyu family.

However, Chu Tian did not show any surprise on his face. He also had a very high evaluation of Mu Shan's cultivation in Xiao Ni's remaining memory. Otherwise, he would not have specially arranged this person to guard Fenghou's tomb and wait for his return.

He pushed open the tomb door behind the stone tablet and said to Mushan, "You are guarding outside." He turned his head and looked at Xue Liancheng and said, "You come in too."

Xue Liancheng was stunned for a moment, followed Chu Tian quietly into the corridor inside the tomb.

Almost beyond everyone's expectations, the structure inside the mausoleum was extremely simple, with only a straight corridor about three meters long. At the end of the corridor was a tomb chamber. Standing outside the door, Chu Tian suddenly asked: "Do you still want to kill Yu Chuanyuan?"

Xue Liancheng did not answer, but her expression said everything.

"If you want to kill him, you must be better than him." Chu Tian said.

Xue Liancheng was silent for a while and slowly spoke: "You promised and will help me."

"What if you need to pay a certain price?" Chu Tian asked.

"I only have this life to give you." This time, Xue Liancheng did not hesitate.

Chu Tian smiled and said, "I don't want your life, I just want half of your heart."

Xue Liancheng's eyes flashed suddenly, and he immediately lowered his eyes and said, "I can try hard."

Chu Tian nodded and said, "Remember your promise."

"Woo——" The door of the tomb was pushed open, and a dazzling and gorgeous colored light surged out from behind the door.

Xue Liancheng's mind sounded "bang", as if his body no longer existed in an instant, but his soul flew into countless chaotic waves of time and space.

A cluster of colorful bright lights were rising and falling like a tide around her, and all the scenery in the tomb was submerged. It felt like I was wandering around for thousands of years, not knowing where I was.

"This is not an illusion. You and I have returned to three hundred years ago." Suddenly, Chu Tian's voice sounded behind her and said: "After Feng Hou died in battle, in order to keep her last ray of soul from dissipating, the Demon Lord of the Rotation forced the plate of destiny to freeze the time of this tomb chamber forever. However, once the door of the tomb chamber is opened, time will restore order. We must stay here for three hundred years before we can return to the present."

Xue Liancheng was shocked and ignored Chu Tian's use of the first person when he mentioned the Demon Lord of Rotation.

At this moment, a faint soul of a beautiful woman slowly emerged in the messy and raging light. Her temperament was as elegant as a girl. Even Xue Liancheng, who had always been conceited by her beauty, could not help but feel ashamed of herself.

"Brother Xiao, how long has it been since we met?" Her clear and transparent eyes stared at Chu Tian, ​​as if she wanted to find a trace of the past from the latter's appearance.

A strange feeling surged in Chu Tian's heart, and he smiled inexplicably and said, "It's just a moment."

For some reason, when Xue Liancheng was ashes, she couldn't help feeling sore, and she had the urge to cry.

The moment of beauty, the blink of an eye, is the guardian of unyielding for three hundred years. But who can understand that the moment they meet again is also a moment of separation between life and death.

"It's a pity that I can no longer see what you used to be." Feng Hou looked at Chu Tian in a daze and said with a slight gaze: "But it's good now."

"What do you think of her?" Chu Tian looked at Xue Liancheng.

Feng Hou reluctantly moved his gaze away from Chu Tian's face and landed on Xue Liancheng. He just glanced inadvertently and asked, "Does she know?"

Xue Liancheng gradually understood Chu Tian’s intention and asked, “How much can my soul consciousness be retained after taking over the body?” She may not care about the snatch of her body, but she must remain awake to take revenge!

"This is not a body-taking. Your consciousness and memory will remain intact, just like me now." Chu Tian replied: "To make an inappropriate example, it is like sprinkling a handful of sugar in a bowl of water. The water will become sweet, but the sugar water is still water."

"I understand." A decisive look flashed in Xue Liancheng's eyes, and he slowly said: "Let's start!"

"Thank you!" Fenghou said softly, her soul was becoming increasingly faint, obviously not lasting for too long.

"Close your eyes and think, and you will feel an unbearable burning pain later, but everything will pass soon."

A beautiful voice like a wind chime came from the wind. Xue Liancheng's eyelids couldn't help but sag down. A feeling of fatigue that had never been seen before hit her heart, making her want to fall asleep.

Suddenly, a brilliant green light that could not be described in words bloomed like a flower in front of Xue Liancheng's eyes. At the moment when she was about to wake up, the intense pain of burning hearts and burning bones burned every nerve in her body. The spiritual platform was like a furious volcano erupting rolling magma, rushing along the meridians.

She couldn't help but let out a long and painful moan, feeling that she was dead.

The Fenghou did not deceive her, and the whole process was indeed completed in an instant. But this moment was longer than half of her life for Xue Liancheng. The various tortures, ravages, whippings and tortures that she had suffered in the past are so insignificant than the pain she suffered at this moment.

She would rather die immediately, and she would not want to endure even a moment of suffering.

At this moment, Chu Tian was standing less than three feet away from Xuelian City. The wafting green light almost completely swallowed her figure. The only thing he could hear was the heart-wrenching scream that was so heartbreaking that he couldn't bear to hear it.

He subconsciously clenched his fist, his teeth unconsciously bit his lower lip, and a golden red blood oozed out.

The wish of the Demon Lord of the Rotation was realized, and the soul of Fenghou, who was like a gossip, was able to be continued in another way. As for Xue Liancheng, she will gain all the memories and consciousness of Feng Yinchan, and becoming the inheritor of Fenghou, and killing Yu Chuanyuan is no longer an unattainable dream.

Of course, I have also taken another solid step on my journey to the Valley of Nirvana.

Undoubtedly, this is a happy choice. Everyone is willing and everyone has their own personal gain.

However, when he heard the screams of Xue Liancheng, Chu Tian's heart could not help but tremble.

The meaning of life has never been as three-dimensional and heavy as it is now.
Chapter completed!