Over the city, there was a terrifying power of spiritual exploration that swept past, but in an instant, it filtered the breath of thousands of creatures in the city, and immediately disappeared without a trace without any abnormality.
Xiang Chen, who has turned into an old man, has no breath at the moment. He can be seen with the naked eye, but under the perception of his spiritual mind, he is nothingness, which is extremely strange.
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????Xiang Chen came to an inn and spent a hundred top-quality fairy crystals to rent a small courtyard.
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????Stepping into the courtyard, Xiang Chen immediately set up a magic circle and entered the room. Xiang Chen breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the bed.
????"I almost capsized in the gutter. This Thousand Machine Divine Mirror of the Thousand Machine Sect is really extraordinary."
Xiang Chen remembered that he had been beaten violently by three divine mechas before and had no chance to fight back. It was all because of the auxiliary ability of the Thousand Machine Divine Mirror.
????Then others appeared in his inner world, "Xiaoxiao, it's safe."
????Xiang Chen appeared in the palace in his inner universe, but his expression immediately changed.
"Xiaoxiao!" Xiang Chen was shocked and saw Feng Xiaoxiao lying on the ground. He was extremely old, like a twilight old man, without any breath of life.
????Xiang Chen stepped forward quickly, picked up Feng Xiaoxiao, and his spiritual thoughts rushed into Feng Xiaoxiao's body. He saw that in her spiritual sea, the fairy soul had been extinguished!
"Xiaoxiao!" Xiang Chen roared sadly, and quickly poured his magic power into Feng Xiaoxiao's body, and quickly took out a soul-rejuvenating pill that healed soul injuries, and then helped her refine the medicine.
????"Woooo - In order to save you, in order to help you fight against the power of the Thousand Machine Mirror, the master burned his own immortal soul and forcibly increased my power. I exhausted my source and fell. Bastard, it's all your fault. It's all your fault.
It was you who killed the master." In Feng Xiaoxiao's Thousand Machine Mirror, a phantom of a woman condensed and cried, which was the spirit of the Thousand Machine Mirror.
????"What!" When Xiang Chen heard this, it was as if he was hit by a bolt from the blue. He was stunned for a moment. He suddenly remembered that a force was born before, and the confrontation offset the power of the Thousand Machine Divine Mirror on him. He
Only then could he slow down and kill the two divine mechas. Unexpectedly, it was Xiaoxiao who helped him.
????During the battle, he did not pay attention to Feng Xiaoxiao.
????"Xiaoxiao——" Xiang Chen lowered his head and looked at Feng Xiaoxiao's aging cheeks. His eyes suddenly turned red, and a strong sting swept through his heart. His blood surged and flowed out of the corners of his mouth.
A touch of blood.
????He desperately poured vitality into Feng Xiaoxiao's body. Perhaps his power to restore heaven and the soul-reviving pill had an effect, and a weak soul power condensed out of Feng Xiaoxiao's mind.
????Feng Xiaoxiao opened her slightly cloudy eyes and looked at Xiang Chen who looked sad. When Xiang Chen saw that she had recovered some soul power, a look of hope appeared on her face.
????"Smile!"
"Xiang Chen——" Feng Xiaoxiao's lips moved slightly, and a forced smile appeared on his old cheeks.
"Xiaoxiao, don't talk, don't use your soul power, I will save you, I will save you, I am a miracle doctor." Xiang Chen said quickly.
????Feng Xiaoxiao shook his head slightly and said: "I can't save it. The origin of my soul has been destroyed. Now there is just a trace of residual soul power consciousness. I have recorded all the mechanism skills of the Thousand Machine Sect in the Mirror Spirit
Zhong-I-I'm afraid if I don't talk to you, I'll never have another chance-"
????"Fart, I will save you, I will definitely save you, you are not allowed to die!" Xiang Chen took out a bottle of Shenyun Origin Quick Service, and the power of refining the Origin poured into Feng Xiao.
After Xiaoxiao's original power poured into Feng Xiaoxiao's body, Feng Xiaoxiao's body began to rejuvenate and become younger.
????But the origin of her dead soul has not been restored.
????Feng Xiaoxiao looked at the man who worked so hard to save him and smiled. His heart, which had become dead due to the abandonment of his family relatives, felt a little warmer again.
????"Xiang Chen, thank you——"
????"Fool, why are you thanking me?" Xiang Chen gritted his teeth, and all his spiritual power poured into Feng Xiaoxiao's body.
????"Thank you for bringing me a ray of light at the end of my life, making me feel that I have not come to this world in vain. In fact, death is not terrible at all. The terrible thing is that there is no one when you die.
It hurts, no one cares about it——"
????Feng Xiaoxiao raised his hand and stroked Xiang Chen's cheek. He felt the moisture and said with a weak smile: "The Emperor of Heaven is crying."
????"Haha, how can I cry? I am Xiang Chen, the Emperor of Heaven who is not merciless in killing people and exterminating clans. It's just that the wind was a bit noisy today and it blew my eyes." Xiang Chen forced out a smile that was uglier than crying.
????Feng Xiaoxiao didn't argue with him and looked at the ceiling of the palace. The totems on the ceiling were full of childish graffiti. She seemed to see a young man who actually had not lost his innocence at heart.
????"Who are the people in the paintings? Did you paint them?"
Xiang Chen looked up, shook his head and said, "It was not painted by me, but by my junior sister. Those above are all people from my Yanhuang Palace."
"Yanhuang Palace...can you tell me your story with them? Suddenly I realized that I actually know very little about you." Feng Xiaoxiao snuggled into his arms and closed her eyes and whispered softly.
Xiang Chen hugged her, put his chin on her forehead, and murmured: "Yanhuang Palace... it's a long story, it is an organization founded by fifty-four boys and girls in the mortal world..."
Xiang Chen gently talked about the story of Yanhuang Palace in his youth, the purpose of Yanhuang Palace, and the story of the mortal world, experiencing joys and sorrows along the way.
With a peaceful smile, she closed her eyes and lay quietly in his arms, listening.
Of the fifty-four Yanhuang Sirius disciples, there are now only fifty left, and four of them have already died.
This story was so long that she couldn't open her eyes even before she finished listening to it.
The last ray of soul power that was condensed fell completely silent.
As Xiang Chen spoke, his voice began to choke, and then his facial features twisted together, biting his lips, without speaking or crying.
But within him, a fire of grief and anger was burning.
Smiling, she left... She came in a clear spirit and left quietly.
Xiang Chen looked at the girl with a peaceful smile on her face, who looked like a sleeping beauty, and kissed her gently on her red lips. The scalding heat finally dripped onto her face.
Xiang Chen didn't cry like a ghost, nor did he scream hysterically. After a kiss, he carried her to the bed and gently laid her down.
Xiang Chen condensed the power of the lunar calendar in his palm, and the lunar ice condensed and turned into white ice, freezing and sealing Xiaoxiao's body. The lunar ice condensed into an ice jade bed, and the lunar power nourished her body.
"Xiaoxiao, don't worry. As long as I'm here, the Jiutian you like will definitely not be destroyed. Even if my body is broken into pieces and my soul is scattered, I, Xiang Chen, will fight against this bullshit trend to the end!"