Renegade Immortal

Late at night, in the clear sky, in the moonlight, a ferocious black shadow slowly came from far to near under the moonlight.

There is a person standing on the mosquito's back. This person's long hair is flowing in the wind, full of elegant feeling. He stood on top of the mosquito beast with his hands behind his back. He was wearing a green shirt and looked even more upright.

This person is none other than Wang Lin!

The mosquito beast gradually came, and beneath it was a mortal city. Here was the mortal capital of the Zhou Kingdom.

Everywhere on the ridges of attic roofs, in a long river that runs from north to south in the city, there are flower boats and boats. Although it is the third watch, they are full of beauty. The sound of poems and poems can be heard from time to time, and there are also birds and birds among them. Her charming smile and soft words add to the prosperity of this place. Wang Lin glanced at the flower boats and followed the mosquito beast downwards. Like a ghost, it floated directly across the long river, like a flying fairy from the sky, making no sound.

In the flower boat, Xu Shixun, a swinger, was drunk. When I went out to enjoy the breeze, I opened the curtain and took a quick look. I saw the blurry back of the mosquito beast. I immediately lost all alcohol and was dumbfounded. After a while, I calmed down and secretly laughed at the illusory figure that had appeared after drinking too much alcohol. In the eastern part of the city, over a luxurious and huge mansion, bursts of laughter, laughter and music can be heard. Wang Lin stood on the mosquito beast and said calmly: "Situ, it's time to go!"

After a while, all the pleasant sounds in the mansion suddenly stopped. At this moment, there was no sound anymore in the mansion, and everyone seemed to be frozen. A boy in a purple robe walked out of it, with a look of reluctance on his face, and sighed: "I haven't enjoyed it enough yet. I am cultivating the Tao, cultivating the Tao, practicing shit, I am still better off living the life of a prince, free and easy. You are free and no one dares to mess with you.”

Wang Lin looked up at the bright moon in the sky and said slowly, "It's time to hit the road!"

"Wait a minute, the little emperor of Zhou Kingdom is very kind to me. I'm going to give him some benefits!" Situ Nan swayed and disappeared.

After half a stick of incense, Situ Nan's figure suddenly appeared next to Wang Lin. He laughed and shouted: "Let's go!! Leave Suzaku Star!!!"

As he spoke, he stepped on the mosquito beast. The mosquito beast was originally afraid of him. At this moment, it whimpered and rushed forward, turning into a lone shape and rushing directly into the sky.

As the speed of the mosquito beast became faster and faster, it went straight to the strong wind in the sky and passed this strong wind area. Then you can leave Suzaku Star completely!

The moment the mosquito beast rushed into the Gangfeng, it was put into the storage bag by Wang Lin in a flash. Then Wang Lin's whole body rushed into the Gangfeng like a shooting star.

Situ Nan was faster and stepped into the strong wind one step ahead of Wang Lin. The strong wind from the sky is blowing against my face, and the strong resistance force is like Mount Tai pressing down on the top.

Situ Nan laughed wildly and shouted: "Give it to me!"

With the power of the roar, the entire Gangfeng suddenly seemed to be torn apart by invisible hands in Situ Nan and Wang Linqianfeng. The layers of Gangfeng retreated quickly, opening a passage.

The strong wind above the sky is an invisible thing and can only be felt with the body. But at this moment, the strong wind is rolling in the clouds, setting off countless ripples in all directions. In the blink of an eye, the ripples have spread to the entire place.

At this moment, both mortals and monks on Suzaku Star raised their heads.

In their eyes, the sky suddenly became more colorful, with seven colors of light shining endlessly.

On Zhuque Mountain, Zhou Wutai was wearing a red robe, standing on the top of the mountain, looking at the sky, with a trace of emotion in his eyes.

Behind him were several people, all of whom were the latest batch of Zhuque Mountain deacons. Responsible for conveying every order from Zhou Wutai. "Brother Wang, have a good trip!" Zhou Wutai murmured to himself. Scenes of his acquaintance with Wang Lin kept flashing through Zhou Wutai's mind, from being led by a young prince who was a mortal in the Four Factions Alliance, to the demise of the Four Factions Alliance, and finally all the way to now, and even more so when Wang Lin gave up. Zhu Quezi's title was given to him.

Zhou Wutai recalled all of this, as if he was dreaming. The so-called years are rushing and things are changing. This is how it is...

In the Kingdom of Zhao, all the Wang family members raised their heads and looked at the sky. Wang Zhuo looked at the sky blankly and sighed softly.

Next to him, there was a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old. This boy was quite handsome. At this moment, he whispered: "Grandpa, is there another grandpa in the sky?"

Wang Zhuo touched the young man's head and said calmly: "Yes, he is the person Grandpa admires most in his life, my brother!"

In the Chu State, in a jungle next to a valley, a huge and powerful tiger roared, pounced on a wild boar, and easily bit it to death. With a flick, it was thrown behind it. Behind it, Followed by seven or eight female tigers.

The tiger raised its head and roared, but suddenly the sound stopped. It stared at the sky with its tiger eyes and stood motionless.

"He finally left. As soon as Mr. Tiger saw him, he felt cold in his heart." After a while, the tiger roared again, with a hint of joy in his voice.

It turned around and ran towards the depths of the jungle with the many female tigers behind it, chasing the next prey.

Xiaobai is always waiting, waiting for Zhou Ru's call. He always has a feeling in his heart that one day, Zhou Ru will come and take him away.

In Chu State, in Fenghuang Village, Zhou Ru's parents were sitting in the yard, looking at Zhou Ru and smiling heartily. The family of three were talking about something when suddenly Zhou Ru raised her head and looked towards the sky.

"Uncle..." Zhou Ru stared at the sky blankly. She could vaguely sense that her uncle was slowly leaving, getting further and further away from her. This distance stretched infinitely, as if it were a lifetime...

On Suzaku Star, where the Immortal Relics Clan is located, Yunquezi sat on a solitary peak, looking at the sky.

His face had a vicissitudes of life, and he was older than a year ago. He was in Suzaku's tomb, severely injured. After coming back, I recovered slightly after a year of healing. But his vitality was damaged, and he sensed the approaching longevity, and a feeling of fatigue could not help but arise in his heart.

The lifespan of the immortal clan is slightly longer than that of the monks. Otherwise, with Yunquezi's cultivation level, his lifespan would have been cut off and died many years ago.

"The future life is terrible..." After a long time, Yunquezi let out a long sigh.

Where the Immortal Relics Clan is located, tens of thousands of miles away from Yunquezi, a young man with golden runes shining all over his body looked up at the sky, with a trace of melancholy on his face.

"Brother Wang, do you still remember me..." This person is the young patriarch of the Immortal Relic Clan. He has a tortuous story. In the Suzaku Tomb, he did not catch up with the robbery of the Star Cultivation Crystal, but he did No life was lost.

"Brother Wang, I am leaving Suzaku Star. I hope that one day, you and I can meet again!"

At this moment, the entire Suzaku Star and all the monks felt the fluctuations in the sky. Following their gazes, Wang Lin and Situ Nan rushed out of the Gangfeng and stepped into the starry sky.

On Suzaku Star, the ancestors of the troll clan underground in the Corpse Yin Sect are constantly calling for help.

In Tuosen, the land of the ancient gods, the sound of wild laughter still echoes, and the day when he will escape is not far away.

Within the world of demon cultivators, rumors about the Hundred-Day Killing Order for Ten Thousand Demons have been echoing among those demon cultivators for a long time...

There is a legend that a monk named Wang Lin left his shadow everywhere on the Suzaku Star...