He couldn't tell Hua Wanzi that the birth of the artifact would definitely shock the world, and now only three teams of people knowing that the artifact really appears here.
They, Tuoba Hankong, and Feixuewoven!
Tuoba Hankong and his gang are dead, and Hei Yue'er will be left here forever. Fei Xueori jumps down, life and death are uncertain, and they may escape or die. They know that in the end it was Su Junbao and the others who obtained the sword.
There is no one.
Fei Yuiori may bring out the news that the artifact appeared here and revealed it to the Northern Emperor's Mansion, but she would only think that Takuba Hankong had obtained the sword, but she had no idea that the other party was dead, and the sword really fell.
Whose hand?
It will soon be closed again and all the secrets are buried here, which is very interesting!
At that time, what would the Northern Emperor's Mansion, which received the news from Fei Xuezhi, think? They could not find the whereabouts of Takuba Hankong, and could only think that the other party temporarily hid and refined after obtaining the artifact, or he took the sword.
All the failures were buried here. Even if they suspected that Fei Yuiori and forced themselves to read the memories in the other party's mind with their mental power, they could only record the scene where Takuba Hankong discovered the Yuanming Divine Sword and intended to embezzle them.
I don't know anything about it!
Su Junbao can continue to hide behind the scenes. He can even publish the rumors himself and reveal a paragraph that matches Fei Xuezhi's memory, so that everyone knows that it is the people from the Northern Emperor's Mansion to find the Yuanming Divine Sword, but the sword finally
No one knows who is in his hands, so what others will think. I am afraid that even the senior officials of the Central Empire will doubt the Northern Emperor's Mansion. Even if they don't do anything to them, they will at least be more wary and
Suspicion.
Su Junbao thought that as long as things develop in a favorable direction, he would be happy to do it. Now he hopes that Fei Yuriori will not die and leave this only "personal witness" so that he can watch the show. As for Taku
Su Junbao naturally thought of the future use of the man who took Hankong's head, otherwise he would not have spent this effort.
Of course he wouldn't tell Hua Wanzi about this. She didn't need to know it. It was like a little fat man who was happy in his arms. Just live happily.
"Since you've finished it, let's go. This place will be closed again soon!"
Saint Tianhong said with his hands behind his back, looking at the children who had been with him for more than ten days with his eyes kindly for millions of years.
"It's...sen!"
Su Junbao nodded slightly, his eyes a little reluctant. For more than ten days, he had already regarded this residual soul as his mentor and elder.
"Don't let me go, go sooner or later, you all have to leave. You don't belong here, and you shouldn't be here. Besides, isn't I still have her with me?"
Saint Tianhong patted Hei Yue'er beside him and said, but it was all air, so Hei Yue'er naturally couldn't feel it. But she was so scared. Could it be that these people were really here and stayed here forever
Remnant soul, it would be better to kill her now.
The more Hei Yue'er thought about it, the more she became more and more desperate, but she couldn't move. Not only did Su Junbao control her cultivation and actions, but a cold air surged under her feet, as if she was about to freeze her.
Not only her body, but also her soul, she could only stand there in despair.
"Besides, maybe we will see you again in a thousand years. As long as the time comes, don't forget me, old man!"
He laughed again. Once a thousand years is restarted, a person can live for a thousand years, so he must become a saint. Since the comfort and jokes before leaving are also expectations for several young people.
In the end, Su Junbao, with Alaisha and others, respectfully bowed to Saint Tianhong again, and then turned around and left the tower.
"Remember, you are good in your heart, but your inner demons are too heavy. Whether it is good or evil in the future is unpredictable. The road of life is still long. When you don't know how to go, go back to the starting point and see the original one.
Own!"
Before leaving, Saint Tianhong said to Su Junbao with a close look, his eyes full of kindness. This is his disciple of the next generation. Although he didn't get along for a long time, he was full of great expectations for his future. At this moment, even Hua Wanzi felt it again.
The vulgar intentions that were not the other person on his usual body were an old man full of wisdom, his eyes that had spanned thousands of years of vicissitudes, as if he could see through everything in the world.
"I remember it!" Su Junbao nodded deeply.
"Hey, why are you so respectful to him? You feel like a lustful old man!" Hua Wanzi joked when he walked a long way.
"Is he a lustful old man? Is it related to the sacrifices and achievements he has made?"
Su Junbao smiled and said, "Everyone wants heroes to be a perfect image, so they do not allow them to have a little selfishness and stains. They must be perfect or even harsh. That is just the hope of the world and has something to do with the hero themselves.
Did he make such a great sacrifice, why can't he have a little selfishness? A perfect hero, whoever wants to do it will do it well!"
As for the stories and obsessions that Saint Tianhong said, is it true? Su Junbao doesn't care. He left Hei Yue'er. Do you really just want to find a companion for yourself? Su Junbao doesn't care. Anyway, this place will be closed soon.
, Everything will be buried again until a thousand years later.
As for what will happen in a thousand years, I don’t know that every era has its own story, and people in each era have to be responsible for their own era.
At the top of the divine tower, the afterimage of Saint Tianhong held his hands behind his back and looked at the bottom of the divine tower for a long time before turning his head and looking at Hei Yue'er. However, this time, his eyes were no longer as naughty.
"Good is the basis of misfortune and the confinement of good fortune. Staying here is your last choice, but it is also a great opportunity for you, it depends on your own luck!" he said.
Hei Yue'er could no longer speak. The cold air from the divine tower under her feet rose and began to solidify her feet, followed by her legs, and then her whole body, and she was frozen into a huge piece of ice.
The person is preserved intact and lifelike.
She did not die, but her body and soul were frozen. Only in this way can she be guaranteed to remain intact for the next tens of millions of years.
Hei Yue'er's body still maintained her previous horror expression in the huge ice, but her soul walked out of the ice and bowed to the Saint Tianhong Yingying. Saint Tianhong nodded and looked at another place
, There, another figure appeared, the old dragon clan who had previously talked with Su Junbao at the bottom of the divine tower.
They did not wake up for thousands of years, nor did they not see the existence of the Saint Tianhong. At least the one in front of them was not. It’s a pity that Su Junbao could not see this scene anymore. He has now