Heaven Extinction Martial Emperor

"Why, why would you fall?" The shadow of the stone pillar enveloped Xia Qingchen's back.

It's unclear, he sang his emotions.

Is it self-blame, or pain, or sentimental?

"Do you know me?" the female corpse asked stupefiedly.

Xia Qingchen slowly turned around, his eyes burning like the sun and the moon: "What do you remember?"

The female corpse said in a daze: "I only remember my name, and the host asked me to wait for his return."

It is a pity that she will never wait for the return of the nine generations of evil gods.

Because, it has fallen, and was divided into corpses, suppressed everywhere.

Xia Qingchen looked lonely, stepped forward and gently touched her head, full of pity: "Forgetting better, memories, may not make people happy."

Tsukamoto no, how could he forget?

The voice that once fearlessly frosted and confessed openly to him was supreme.

Among the top ten gods, the supreme **** of sound is the only goddess comparable to the **** of Ningshuang.

The same looks are peerless, the same magic is monstrous, and the same is looked up to.

Moreover, in terms of background, the supreme sound of God is far more than the frost **** who started from mortals.

However, Xia Qingchen could not give her an answer.

Because he already has frost.

After that, the supreme sound of God never appeared before Xia Qingchen.

There are rumors that she went to the sky alone, closed hermit in the world.

Some people said that she was heartbroken, and some people said that she was imitating.

Xia Qingchen had always felt guilty about this, and had sent someone to look for her, but there was no trace.

Unexpectedly, bye-bye, she has lost her body, her memory, her past and past.

Only a trace of the remnant soul hidden in the mortal shell.

"Ningshuang! You are too ruthless! Even a hidden person, never let go!" Xia Qingchen secretly clenched her fists.

The supreme Yin God is far away from the sky and does not ask about God Realm.

Why do you still have to chase it down?

His inner hatred seemed to surge.

"Who am I?" Yin Wu dazed: "I always felt that I had a previous life."

After all, how can a newborn creature have a name?

"I was a bloodthirsty evil in my previous life?" Yin Wu asked, looking up.

I don't know why, when Xia Qingchen touched her head, she actually felt strangely stable in her heart.

From the moment she woke up, she was inexplicably irritable and hungry, and at all times she did not want to devour creatures or kill, and could not stop.

But now the mind is calm, and the dust is empty.

"No." Xia Qingchen's expression was sad: "You, was a beautiful, quiet fairy."

Yin Wu touched his pale and sullen face, complicatedly said: "Is it?"

But she is now a bloodthirsty demon, causing countless killings.

There are countless people who have eaten.

"Thank you for telling me." Yin Wujing said quietly, his **** and brutal eyes faded and became much softer: "Then... Did I really love you?"

Xia Qingchen's body trembled gently.

He only said so to defraud the corpse beads, never thought that it was a slogan.

"Yes." Xia Qingchen said sadly for a long time.

Yin Wuqin smiled lightly, and it was a dark face. When he smiled, he was so sad: "No wonder, I am so willing to give you the corpse beads."

Hearing the words, Xia Qingchen's heart shivered again.

The female corpse no longer lacks wisdom, and the self-protection instinct will not be weak for a while.

She was willing to hand over the corpse beads of the source of life. Was she really cheated by Xia Qingchen?

Do not.

It was in her remnant soul that nostalgia for Xia Qingchen made her willing.

For another person, how could she hand over corpse beads like a beast?

"Can I restore a little memory?" By Xia Qingchen's side, she was so peaceful that she would think of something other than devouring.

Xia Qingchen nodded and shook his head again: "Yes, but not."

The contrast of the situation before and after will make Yin Wu unacceptable.

"I don't want to be muddy again." Yin Wu was a little tired.

Xia Qingchen pondered for a long time, sitting cross-legged in front of her, with her index finger lightly, pointing at the other person's brow.

Even the remnant soul should have memories, just like Xia Qingchen.

She lost her memory and was either hit hard or blocked by external forces.

Xia Qingchen had a trace of soul, followed her finger's frown.

A chaotic picture appeared in Xia Qingchen's heart.

There was a lot of fog, dark and obscure, and a cruel picture without swallowing souls, flickering one after another.

Xia Qingchen passed through the mist and traveled all the way to the end of the mist.

A huge stone gate intercepted the way.

A picture flashed on the stone door.

A handsome young man was leaning over the seal on Yin Wu's forehead.

Well, it was Xia Qingchen who opened the sarcophagus and sealed the female corpse.

It was also the first picture I saw after Yin Wu was awake.

This is the beginning of her memory in this life.

After the Shimen, there is the memory of the previous life.

"Sure enough, it was blocked." Xia Qingchen stared at the stone gate, a seal formed by the power of evil spirits.

Sealed all memories of her previous life.

Xia Qingchen could not break apart, only to burn this ray of soul, to open the line.

How much of the past memory can be peeped depends on luck.

Silently in his heart, this trace of soul turned into flames and threw himself on the stone gate.

Sorry--

The stone gate was immediately burned into a giant hole.

Through the hole, what I saw was a series of clear pictures under the bright light.

That is the predecessor of Yin Wu.

A recent picture came into view.

That was Yin Wu's perspective. She stood in front of a crystal wall.

In the crystal, there is a jade face with flaming marks on its brow and heart, which is so beautiful that it can suffocate mortals.

Fairy fluttering purple magic clothes can't conceal the slim figure.

I can't hide the blood in my hands!

Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that the crystal wall reflected behind her, the corpses covered with the ground, and the gods who were far from enclosing and daring to step forward.

She held a blood-stained long hook and kicked the wall in front of her, revealing a fairy palace shrouded in mist and cloud.

In front of the Immortal Palace, there are thousands of gods standing in line, waiting respectfully and quietly.

Among the gods, a lotus throne floats in the air.

Above, the negative hand stands a woman in a royal robe with a crown of sun and moon.

Same as Yin Wu, the other party is also peerless.

The difference is that the other party is already a king.

God of Frost!

Ningshuang silently overlooked Yin Wu, who was alone. She didn't speak, and the thoughts echoed all over the world: "Is it not good to hide in the wilderness? Why should you die alone?"

Ningshuang has crowned the crown and surrendered to the gods, it should be years after Xia Qingchen was killed.

At this time, Yin Wucai learned the news and went out to kill the King's Palace.

"You failed him!" Yin Wu's perspective began to blur.

I don’t know if it’s ambiguous memory or tears.

Ning Shuang is cold and ruthless: "Kill him, I don't regret it, never!"

"I want you to be buried!" Yin Wu yelled, holding a long hook in his hand and killed him.

In the vague perspective, endless gods are pouring in like tide.