Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

Dong Huangzhong, finally saw it again.

Ye Shaoyang suddenly raised a force deep inside his heart, pulling his own knowledge, leaving the body, passing through the smoke, covering the East Emperor's bell... Ye Shaoyang slowly closed his eyes, in the dark, only left Dong Huangzhong still stood in front of himself, this feeling... As if the lost memory was suddenly activated, it felt like that familiar, just like his own seven-star Longquan sword.

Xiaoji used his own blood to honour the Emperor's bell for himself and became his own sacred instrument... I used it once before, and then separated from each other. Now, goodbye, the familiar feeling is coming back.

Xiao Jiu...

Thinking of Xiao Jiu, Ye Shaoyang’s gods suddenly woke up and looked at Xu Fu and asked aloud: “What about Xiao Jiu?”

Xu Fu still did not make a sound. At this time, from the inside of Donghuangzhong, there was a very familiar voice: "Shaoyang..."

As if from the call of the millennium, through time and space, into the ears of Ye Shaoyang, into his heart.

Ye Shaoyang shuddered and looked at it. Donghuang Zhongzheng was facing his own side. It seemed to be a mirror. There was an image on it. It was an white fox, lying under the Donghuangzhong, with nine tails. Covered the whole body.

Although it looks like a fox, the deep eyes are familiar to Ye Shaoyang.

"Xiaojiu!!" Ye Shaoyang screamed and rushed over. His hands touched the cold surface of Donghuangzhong, and they looked at each other with a layer of "mirror".

"Shaoyang, I finally saw you, I know, you will come to me." Xiaojiu's voice is a little weak, but with an excitement that can't stop.

Ye Shaoyang looked at her in a silly manner, this person who has appeared in his dreams countless times recently... Once I saw it, Ye Shaoyang’s thoughts in the heart surged, and the impact could not stand, and both hands held the East Emperor Bell. On the ground.

"Small nine, how are you... how do you look like this..."

"You don't like me like this."

"No, no... no. I..." Ye Shaoyang didn't know how to say it.

Xiaojiu sighed and said: "I don't want to see you like this. But I can only do this now. I am reshaping my body, but I am repairing it as a loss. I can't metamorphose human form... Shaoyang, my soul is flying away, thanks to one. The **** of the Yuan is attached to the East Emperor's Bell. It was Xu Tianshi who found me for the millennium and was placed in this altar. With the help of the ancient method and the Emperor Zhongli Zhongdan, I helped me to regenerate..."

"Yuan Shen is killing in the void, the process is endless pain, I have to give up several times... but I think, you will come to me, if I am really dead, you will be very sad, I just want to see you again. On the one hand, I insisted on holding it down. Shaoyang, I saw you today, but I did, but I wished that it would not matter if I can restore it in the future..."

"Don't say it!" Ye Shaoyang squatted on the ground, grabbed a small grass with both hands, smashed it hard and looked up. It was already bursting into tears. "I am sorry for you, let you die for me, by this torture, I swear, I will let you recover as ever, no matter what the price, must! I will not let you sacrifice for me, no longer let you suffer , Xiao Jiu, I love you!"

Xiaoji’s expression suddenly froze.

Sibao and others stood in the distance and heard Ye Shaoyang’s true love call. He was also moved. Feng Yan’s mouth was sobbing and sobbing low. Xu Fu has already disappeared. This kind of child's affectionate thing, let alone the love of the demon, he is very opposed, but also helpless.

"You don't want to talk about it..." Although Xiao Jiu is a fox, but in the eyes, it is a kind of human eye, some panic, some shyness, and some gratification.

"I didn't talk nonsense. I used to regret it. I didn't say these three words to you... I am afraid that I have no chance to say anything to you. Fortunately, I have finally waited for this opportunity today." Ye Shaoyang wiped a tear and rushed. Xiaojiu laughed. The heart knot is open, and Ye Shaoyang feels a lot easier.

"This... Shaoyang, some things I know, you don't have to say it, you will put me in a land of annihilation..."

"Why?" Ye Shaoyang snorted and asked.

"I am just your servant, no matter how distinguished I am, how is the ancestor of Wan Yao, in front of you, I am only a servant, you are my master, cold jade... is my mother, you are now to me. Say this kind of thing... You understand what I mean, I am Xiaojiu, not Xiaosan."

Ye Shaoyang nodded. "I love her too. Like I love you, I don't know why I fell in love with two people. Anyway, I don't care. I told you this. Nothing else, it is the inner thought. I Don't care what others think, you understand, I really... miss you very much."

Xiao Ji looked at him quietly, his eyes were gentle, with affection, and sighed: "With this sentence, even if you die for me, I am worth it."

"Don't say this stupid thing, why are you... Why are you in Donghuangzhong, can't you come out?"

"I am now recovering from the Yuanshen, and the body is also reshaping. Now I can't meet a little yang, otherwise the Yuanshen will be destroyed immediately. In the East Emperor's Bell, the power of Nedan can be preserved. My god."

Ye Shaoyang listened to these words and sighed for a long while and asked: "How can I get you back, from the East Emperor's bell?"

"This is the purpose of my search for you."

Xu Fu’s voice rang behind Ye Shaoyang. After listening to those who loved those loves, Xu Fu appeared at the right time. Ye Shaoyang looked back and was surprised to find that Xu Fu was followed by a man: a tall, brave man wearing gold armor, the man’s ghost The sky is far from being comparable to the average ghost, even more so than the smell of the ghosts.

Ye Shaoyang is also somewhat familiar with his appearance, but he can't remember who he is. He just asked, and the man smirked at him: "Ye Tianshi, I haven't seen you for a long time."

"White!" Feng Xiao screamed.

White! Western killing God, one of the four sneaks, from the white tomb, a group of people under the tomb of the day, Shaoyang Yang group, and finally the road rushed to kill him, took his cultivation, then Xu Wenchang His **** is escorted to the yin...

Before Ye Shaoyang had already heard Feng Yu said, Daofeng cooperated with Xu Fu, and saved the white **** from Zhao Prison, but he did not expect it to meet here.

"Feng Yu. You are here too." White turned to look at her with a meaningful smile on his face.