"Colorless fire?"
Yun Xiao struggled to speak, his tone a little jerky.
Nine turns of the true dragon.
The flames controlled by the descendants of the Yun family are also divided into nine colors!
All the time.
In the Yun clan, there is a saying that has been passed down from generation to generation.
Colorless fire appears, immortality can be expected!
now……
"Yellow spring fire, black and white flames."
Leng Meizi lowered her eyes slightly and said softly, "The combination of the three is the way to save him. It's just that your black flame was impure before, so the success rate is very slim..."
"I see."
Yunxiao suddenly felt enlightened and sighed.
Yellow spring fire, ancestral dragon flame.
They are the most pure flames in the world.
originally.
The same goes for his Black Flame.
only.
Since he went crazy, his black flame has been mixed with too much violence, stubbornness, resentment... and it has become impure.
"He originally wanted to save his son."
Qianye shook his head when he heard this, "Unexpectedly, the demonic obstacles and obsessions in his heart actually became obstacles for him to save his son."
"Qianye."
Gu Han was silent for a moment, "Can he succeed?"
"It's been successful."
Qianye sighed, "What a pity, it's a hundred thousand years too late."
Gu Han didn't speak again.
Judging from the time, it was indeed late, but for the father and son, it was not too late.
At least.
There is a chance to meet again.
more important.
One hundred thousand years ago, there was no exquisite body with nine orifices to serve as a ferryman, and moreover, this pure underworld fire was cultivated.
"I thought I was saving you."
"But in fact, I have been hurting you."
After figuring out the joint, Yun Xiao had mixed feelings and laughed at himself.
at the same time.
Among the colorless soul seeds, there was a faint fluctuation of soul power.
"Father……"
A faint thought came out faintly.
"Yi'er..."
Yun Xiao's heart trembled, and he stopped blaming himself, his eyes became sore, and he almost shed tears.
This sound.
He had thought about it for a hundred thousand years, and hoped for it for a hundred thousand years. He thought about it to the point of going crazy and hoped for despair.
now.
Heard it again.
boom!
Also at this time!
A violent ghost power fell on him again!
Such a great opportunity.
Charon will naturally not miss it, and is ready to strike first and kill Yunxiao when he is unprepared!
boom!
A sheet of golden flames rose up and spread all over the sky, blocking all his attacks!
It’s still Xia Qingyuan!
"Don't worry."
He glanced at the sky and said calmly, "Give them some time, and you can die later."
It is not easy for father and son to reunite.
You have to... give them a chance to say a few words.
I sighed secretly in my heart.
He didn't bother Yun Xiao and watched everything quietly.
"father."
Yun Yi seemed not to hear it, and kept thinking intermittently, with a hint of sadness and self-blame, "Why have you aged so much..."
The memory stays one hundred thousand years ago.
In his mind, Yun Xiao was still the indomitable hero.
Hear the words.
Yun Xiao's heart trembled again.
"well."
Xia Qingyuan said with emotion, "Time is like a horse whipping forward, and years are like falling flowers and flowing water. How can you not grow old?"
"Yier."
Yun Xiao carefully touched the soul fire in the palm of his hand, feeling like he was going crazy, like a dream.
"sorry……"
He kept repeating and muttering to himself, "I'm sorry..."
"Dad didn't mean it..."
The apologies that had been buried in my heart for a hundred thousand years burst out, "Can you forgive dad?"
The soul fire trembled slightly.
It seems a little unstable.
"Yun Yi's life..."
A weak thought came out again, "No resentment, no hatred, no regrets."
He didn't say forgive.
never blame
If so, how can we talk about forgiveness?
"Okay, okay, okay."
Yun Xiao understood his intention instantly.
To be continued...