Chapter 627

Boundless heaven and earth, vast at a glance.

Ye Xiaogu, who was possessed by black flame, covered his head and was no longer sober.

On the other side, Zhao Ya jumped, the hibiscus needle at her fingertips cut through the sky, and flew straight through the floating black tower.

"Up!!!"

The lotus needle, which was as small as nothing, moved in response to the situation. It burst into a hundred feet of light, and fell down like a white training path.

Sheng Sheng drowned the black tower of seal characters in the vast white light.

Seeing that Baoguang still shone on the black tower, Zhao Ya's face sank and directly led Zhenyuan to a low drink.

The brilliance driven by Hibiscus needle is three points more prosperous!

Between the rising of the Qi contained in it, the originally ordinary hanging foot building gradually swings away the wood and stone on the surface, showing the cumbersome symbols and seal characters.

However, the black pagoda seemed to have its master. Even under the influence of the hundred feet of light, it still had a bit of toughness and could not be attracted by him for a moment.

She had already expected that her calm face would attract Zhenyuan, and she was still full of momentum for a moment.

On the other side, ye Xiaogu woke up with her words, and suddenly recalled the hundred century cause and effect in his mind. The rotation of thousands of years, even if it was only the remaining memory fragments, gave him a headache and wanted to split his head directly.

The cause and effect of the past is like a movie picture reflected in my mind. The road ahead is open one second, but the next second has changed into the battle of the heavens.

Too fragmentary and sudden memory made him unable to speak, so he could only roar and chat from time to time.

Such suffering lasted for a long time. Finally, he didn't know how to resist. He opened his eyes vaguely, but saw a flash of light in the distance.

Immediately, the whole world was dark, and a frightening Qi force surged up, which seemed to dissipate Xumi in the twinkling of an eye.

He frowned and subconsciously wanted to see the movement in the distance. Unexpectedly, he was slapped in the head.

"Enough howling?"

"Lady ya..."

"Bah, I still have the face to call my wife. You and I are now dead. Let's get together and disperse."

While talking, he just saw Zhao ya. The girl put something in her sleeve pocket with her backhand and was about to leave.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand to pull her and asked vaguely.

"Madame ya? Where are you going?"

"Where I go has nothing to do with you lame dog? Let go and don't delay my business."

Zhao yaman was disgusted, patted his hand, raised his head and looked around the world.

Previously, his ghost power just disintegrated most of the suspended pavilions and temples, leaving only the left and right side halls still hanging in the air, while the main hall in the middle has only a little suspended debris left.

In this way, it seems that the foundation of the whole yellow sand magic array has not been destroyed, and everything is faint and orderly.

Between her thoughts, she frowned secretly, subconsciously looked at the side hall in the distance, and wondered.

"Why have things been taken out and haven't collapsed here? Is there anything else?"

"Mrs. ya, what are you talking about?"

"Say you're a big head ghost, can you stop yelling? Mrs. ya ~ Mrs. ya ~ I'm your mother ~ waiting for you to call so close!"

Zhao Ya habitually turned back and scolded him. For a moment, she hadn't heard him speak back.

During this time, the girl is used to joking with him, but she doesn't pay attention to the taboos.

At this moment, she didn't listen to him. She looked around, looked back at him at will, and said indifferently.

"Dog lame, are you still angry?"

"Where is Shiying?"

“……”

Stunned!

Zhao Ya's face was habitually loose. When she heard the name, her eyes were full of incredible color.

The name is so distant that it suddenly sounds as if it still has some strange meaning.

When she looked at ye Xiaogu in amazement, he frowned slightly, pressed one side of his temple and said sleepily.

"... help me."

The girl hesitated. After all, she couldn't help but stretch out her hand and help him press it. She asked softly.

"What's the matter with you? Did you think of something?"

"A lot of things suddenly came out. Now I feel like my brain is about to explode. Find a place to let me slow down for a while."

In my mind, I feel really uncomfortable.

But this simple request fell in Zhao ya'er, but she was slightly stunned.

If it's just a complicated memory, it doesn't make much sense.

Reincarnation, she has also seen him wake up too many times, but the fate has long been defined. It's better to continue to do what you should do instead of suffering with him.

Such a thought flashed through her mind, and she subconsciously wanted to release his hand.

It's just

Between his long silver hair, his side face was as old as before. In the past, traffickers and pawns, catching fish and touching shrimp were all like this face.

Even the vicissitudes of life and childishness remain unchanged. It's really impossible for her to put him down and leave now.

Zhao Ya sighed in her heart and helped him to the remaining side hall in the distance.

I don't know how this heaven and earth is maintained. Even if most of the main hall is collapsed by Ye xiaogusheng, the side hall connected with it can still remain the same.

They returned to the side hall and casually found a wing room to live temporarily. The memory running around in his mind is not a stubborn disease, but natural reason. Zhao Ya can't do anything but wait.

Perhaps it is because the magic array has not been opened, the barrier between morning and dusk has not been broken, and the light and darkness of the sky can not be seen when you open the window.

Ye Xiaogu occasionally yells for a while. He spends more time closing his eyes and concentrating without saying anything.

She was a little less talker. At first, she was not used to it. Later, she gradually returned to her own life. From time to time, she took out the rune black tower in her sleeve and looked at it, thinking about when to leave.

The Fuzhuan black tower was changed from the original hanging foot building. Now it looks about half an arm long, similar to the ordinary Fujian style.

There are many seal characters on it. It looks cumbersome and difficult to distinguish, which blurs the style of the whole pagoda.

If ordinary people don't look carefully, they may think they are holding a black mace.

The years in the magic array are long. There is no difference between morning and dusk. In a twinkling of an eye, I don't know how many years have passed.

The window is always bright, as if it was before noon. It makes people feel that the blue sky and white clouds are also a little less color.

Zhao Ya habitually took out the black tower and looked at it. Before waiting to see the head and tail, a man's voice suddenly asked behind her.

"What is this?"

"Wake up? Does your head still hurt?"

“……”

Ye xiaoguben wanted to ask a question. Unexpectedly, the girl looked plain, as if she was holding her own pearl jade hairpin instead of a black tower.

But he was not in the mood to pay attention to these trivial things. He rubbed his forehead twice and turned the topic casually.

"Spend some time with me."

"For what?"

"What do you say for fun?"

"Yo, you lame dog, are you proud? If I don't fight for three days, you can go to the house and uncover the tiles?"

While talking, the girl raised her hand and threatened to slap him.

But before the slap fell on his face, he looked at her faintly.

It's not exactly a threat. It's just a simple glance without any emotion.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Ya lowered her head slightly with some embarrassment, and didn't dare to face his eyes for the moment.

He looked at the girl's behavior without expression, as if he thought of something and said.

"How long?"

"What?"

"She won't let me recover in peace. How much time do I have left?"

"... I don't know."

"Just come in with me."

Ye Xiaogu gave a faint command and went straight to the house.

The girl subconsciously didn't know why. She hesitated for a while before she followed her.

As soon as she crossed the threshold, she saw ye Xiaogu with his back to her and taking care of his hair. The long silver hair just showed the faint blue lines behind him.

The light pattern is just a flying ice crystal Phoenix.

"What's behind you?"

"Her soul shares supplies with me. Now it is about to solidify."

“……”

"Where has Shiying gone?"

Hearing the name again, Zhao Ya was stunned subconsciously. She still didn't answer.

Ye Xiaogu seems to be used to her amazement. He takes care of his hair. His arms stretch around his arms, and his shoulders solidify into silk thread. In the twinkling of an eye, he turns into a tattooed dragon black robe.

When the Dragon black robe appeared, the girl was so frightened that she didn't dare to look up at him for a long time.

During this time, he had been shouting with his head covered, and she didn't take a look at it.

I didn't expect that he really survived now. It seemed that he remembered all kinds of things in the past.

Even if his cultivation is no longer the same as before, his words and deeds still make the girl subconsciously afraid.

Ye Xiaogu, dressed neatly, closed his eyes and slowed down for a while, then said faintly.

"What are you waiting for?"

“……”

"Why? Now you look down on me?"

"I dare not."

Zhao Yawei replied that although it was not reasonable for him to suddenly recover his memory, she really didn't dare to question him at this moment.

With the old door shaft "squeak" sound.

She slowly closed the carved wooden door. Naturally, there were few words later.

In the yellow sand dreamland, years and years have no basis, and thousands and hundreds of years are between the fingers. However, when the girl straightened the clouds and temples on the mirror, the blue sky and white clouds outside the window became dim.

Unknowingly, the weather has changed. If you change the difference between morning and dusk, I'm afraid a thousand years have passed.