Manga: The King’s Seat

The temple transcends time and space, but living here, the life span of a girl is limited after all. The tea-water fairy dew left by the Taoist will only retain the beauty of the old witch.

At first, it was just a strand of white hair, but gradually, the frost spread all over the beard, long enough to fall on the ground.

"Well, I suddenly didn't want him to come in." The red-and-white haired witch looked into the mirror quietly, a little sad between her eyebrows.

"Why don't I go out by myself?"

In fact, the witch's heart no longer believed in this promise. But this promise is her only sustenance of living alone in the temple, even if there is reason to tell her, that man will never come again. But emotionally, I still hope that someone in this world will remember and think about himself.

Even if the world is separated, time is obstructed, that is, they can leave a place on the other side of the soul, even if they are not worthy of such a life.

In the end, the black-and-white haired witch turned into a dead bone at the end of the temple. Only one spirit **** left, opened the outside altar, and took away the Taoist ancestor's law.

Memories one after another returned to Li Yi's eyes.

Before the reincarnation of the witch, a ray of love flew into the peak of falling in love, and turned into a fairy stone of Yutai.

Wu Yajing insisted on the spiritual birth of ancestors.

This girl worships moralism and works hard at Qiuaifeng.

Li Yi met Cheng Huoshan for the first time.

The two joined hands to visit the establishment of Tianbao restaurants around the world.

Wu Yajing and Shen Luo negotiated to set the over-stated "Yun Xue Tao Ren".

After the dark clouds spread, Wu Yajing was finally resurrected.

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Finally, the fairy opened the door to send Li Yi away, looking at the thunder falling from the sky. The radiance was radiant enough to make the gods destroy thousands of attacks on Wu Yajing.

This kind of pain, even if only peeping at the remnants of memory, made Li Yi feel uncomfortable.

"Before she died, did she face the power of opening her heart on the ninth day?" Looking at Wu Yajing's scattered memory fragments, Li Yi's heart couldn't tell the pain.

For him, this is not the first time. Li Yi thought the same way when the Daoist died last time.

Unconsciously, the crystal beads on Li Yi's face fell for nine days, forming an iceberg for a thousand years under his feet.

The snow-covered cold mountain is like a clear tomb, as if mourning the old man.

"There is another way!" Li Yi took a deep breath and looked towards the kingdom of heaven. "After all, my secret road is not a road dedicated to resurrection." The master may have a way. You are all in front of the metaphysical saints. Isn't the lady already here? This is not only the hope of Daojun's resurrection, but also the possibility of senior sisters! "

Even if you ask for your help at the end of the day, you can't think about it!

With this in mind, Li Yi immediately left heaven and returned to an endless vacuum.

The gleaming Tao mother covered his face with gold sleeves and smiled at the sanctity of this place and said: "When I come back, the victory and defeat of this war will fall. What do you mean?"

The court was silent.

Tao’s mother, the last of the three gods, and the mother of King Huang Tingtao. If you want to force her to name her, you can only call it "Xuanmu".

Tao said, metaphysics, mystery.

As a metaphysical saint, Xuanwu may not have the majesty of the Emperor Dragon Emperor, nor the elusive Taoist realm of Taoist ancestors, but she has already told everyone the moment Xuanmu came into the countless vacuum.

Wang Ting has won! ..

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