Da Wuhui's hand suddenly stopped, and he slowly raised his head to look at the wind chime, and said in an extremely hoarse voice: "The Underworld..."
Feng Ling smiled at him and said, "It's the underworld."
Da Wuhui stood up, first glanced at Princess Xiaoyu, and then asked Fengling: "What do I want to do?"
Fengling still smiled and said, "I know you will lose your mind for a long time, so it's only a week after that. Now your clone should go back to where you should stay and do what you should do."
Da Wuhui looked at the wind chime and said in a slow tone, firm and firm manner: "I want to go to the underworld."
"It is precisely because you want to go to the underworld that the road ahead is unpredictable that you will put your clone in Xuanfei Pingyutian, so that you will have a few more lives." Feng Ling said with some reproach Da Wuhui, "
Not only that, the entire catastrophe of Xuanfei Pingyutian will be born. Without your control, chaos will surely arise."
"My position?" Da Wuhui smiled self-deprecatingly, "I don't know how many people are better than me in Xuanfei Pingyutian, and I still need to be in charge?"
Fengling did not refute Da Wuhui's words, but waited for a long time before saying, "Whether you are a chess piece or not, others are others after all, you have to protect your own choices. If you give up halfway, you are no longer you.
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Da Wuhui's eyes showed a painful look of struggle, and his voice trembled abnormally, "I want to save Le Yunyan...with my greatest ability..."
This sentence seems to be squeezed out from Da Wuhui's teeth.
Feng Ling said without any emotion: "Saving people is also your choice, and saving people is also your choice. Just like when you leave the bell ringing, you are anxious to find the Black Moon and you are unwilling to stay, it is all yours.
choose."
Speaking of leaving Ling'er, Da Wuhui's eyes again showed a painful look. He held his head and squatted beside Le Yunyan, his whole body began to tremble.
After a long time, Da Wuhui spelled out: "Are you saying...my choice still wrong?"
"It's not that you will be wrong, but you shouldn't bet on everything, and you shouldn't ignore your previous choice. This is not a quality you should lose." Fengling looked at the trembling Da Wuhui and said, "Leave your clone! The body is carrying it.
She! Stand up! Go to the underworld!"
Da Wuhui's body stiffened.
"As a man, since he made a promise, he must implement it!" After Feng Ling said this, he actually walked out of the inner hall and stopped persuading Da Wuhui.
Sometimes persuasion is not a long-term discussion, but a few simple words are enough.
Buddha saves those who are destined to be.
Da Wuhui's final choice was still up to him. Fengling just wanted to let him understand something. Fengling finally left, and her arrival was just a few words. It can be said that it helped Da Wuhui, or it can be said that it was not helpful.
Have no regrets.
Princess Xiaoyu looked at Fengling walking out of the Dead Hall and saluted again respectfully.
A powerful figure in the realm of monsters came here and said a few words just to Da Wuhui. How could Princess Xiaoyu not be grateful? What she was most grateful for was not Feng Ling's behavior, but she left Da Wuhui.
The meaning of those sentences.
Not long after Feng Ling left, Da Wuhui walked out of the inner hall.
After walking to the hall, Da Wuhui hugged Princess Xiaoyu tightly...
This time, Princess Xiaoyu did not close her eyes. He saw another Da Wuhui walking out of Da Wuhui who was holding her and walking into the hall. Da Wuhui smiled faintly at her.
Four out, three out, and one out.
Then, the remaining Da Wuhui stretched out his left hand, and she saw the King of the Treasure Realm of the Undead World appear in his hand. When he stretched out his right hand, the September Sword appeared in his hand.
The September Sword was placed on the King of Realms. He stretched out his hand and pulled it. The September Sword stopped at a distance of nine feet and nine feet.
A crack in the void appeared, and a dreamy purple world appeared in the crack in the void. Da Wuhui walked in gently, and the crack healed.
"That's it?" Princess Xiaoyu asked in the end.
"That's the underworld..." Da Wuhui hugged Princess Xiaoyu tightly and said, "Don't ask, just know that I'm by your side."
"Well..." Princess Xiaoyu replied in a dreamy way, closing her eyes gently...
The underworld.
Da Wuhui fell from the purple sky and fell on the purple ground. He gently stepped on the ground under his feet, grabbed a handful of purple soil and put it in the palm of his hand, feeling the waves coming from the purple soil made him feel the palpitations.
The breath.
He let go, the soil fell.
He looked up, looked at the purple full moon in the sky, and closed his sad eyes.
He opened his eyes and was clear and clear.
Da Wuhui slowly walked forward, and there was a long purple river in front of what seemed not far away, with purple and strange light.
This bank of the river is filled with white flowers, with flowers without leaves.
Da Wuhui saw countless white flowers covering the entire purple river bank. The whiteness was very pure, but it also made people feel heartbreaking.
The first time you see this flower, you can't get rid of the kind of heartbreak. That kind of heartbreak is an innate and unexplainable existence. Da Wuhui looked at this flower and became foolish. He took a step.
Walk towards this flower step by step.
For its beauty, for its heartbreak.
But just as Da Wuhui was just starting, a whirlwind suddenly blew past him. The whirlwind was mixed with a mysterious aura of the underworld. This aura was like a storm that suddenly attacked Da Wuhui's Tao
The sea of thoughts directly split the sea of thoughts of thoughts that Da Wuxuan was like in half.
Da Wuhui's sea of Taoist thoughts suddenly appeared as a shocking roar. At first, it was still dull and weak, but in the end it became louder and louder. In just a moment, Da Wuhui's sea of Taoist thoughts rose up from the waves, roaring
Sweep everything.
Da Wuhui's mind was shocked. He looked at the whirlwind that was blowing over and took several steps back.
The whirlwind that blew over and blew forward at an extremely fast speed. When it blew past the white flowers, the petals that filled the sky drifted away in the purple sky.
The white flowers are as lonely as snow under the purple sky!
Da Wuhui was calm and determined. Only then did he realize that he was really a bit reckless when he came to the underworld. It was just a whirlwind from the underworld, which actually made him feel this strong.
This feeling is like a powerful vortex vortex on him, surrounding him directly, gradually corroding his body, allowing him to dissipate freely in this vortex.
To be honest, it is death!
However, Da Wuhui did not retreat. For the resurrection of Le Yunyan, he walked towards the white flowers and towards the purple river without hesitation.