When Yan Hanzhou felt cold all over, countless memories that did not belong to him disappeared into his divine knowledge Dantian in an instant.

That is the memory of Jun Jiuyou from birth to his death.

……

One scene, one sound.

Pain and obsession are mixed.

Young Yan Hanzhou held his head unbearably and wanted to grab the ground with his head.

But in the end, he jumped into the Lingquan pool and forced the surging Qi and blood to calm down with his strong ideas and the powerful calming effect of the Millennium Lingquan.

"So... I am really the same person as Jun Jiuyou..."

The boy's eyes murmured absently to himself.

He inherited everything from Jun Jiuyou.

Including memory, emotion and mana.

The wound of the young man who had been robbed and cleaved by thunder also healed without medicine at this moment. Even Yan Hanzhou faintly felt that he was promoted directly from the later stage of Yuanying to the stage of transforming God because he integrated the soul of Jun Jiuyou.

Even I didn't get through the thunder robbery.

Because Jun Jiuyou has gone through the robbery.

Now they are compatible with gods and souls, and the way of heaven naturally acquiesces him to be king Jiuyou.

……

Yan Hanzhou stretched out his hands in disbelief and felt the spiritual power and magic Qi accumulated infinitely in the eight meridians. He had never felt that his body was so light, and even his magic power was incredible.

In the dark, Yan Hanzhou had a hunch that his accomplishments were more powerful than the master who had just experienced the lightning robbery of God!

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In the dreamland, the whole world is red, all paved with Yan Hanzhou's blood.

Su Qinghuan was in a trance and felt his eyes tingle.

The man whose face was as pale as paper still held the woman's wrist carefully.

His voice was low. He should have been proud to look down on the demon statue of all living beings. At the moment, he was humble to the dust in front of the white fairy statue.

"Master, don't be afraid of the cold boat, will you?"

This is his last wish.

……

The woman in white was mad and poured aura into the man's meridians, but it was useless at all.

Because she didn't know that the devil had already held the determination to die. The most important meridians were broken inch by inch.

His heart is slowing down.

Even the eyes that looked at themselves foolishly lost their focus at the moment.

Seeing such Yan Hanzhou, the woman's whole body strength seemed to be taken away by something. She held Yan Hanzhou's increasingly cold body and couldn't help choking.

"Han Zhou, I'm not afraid of you. Really, how can the master be afraid of you?"

"Really... Really?"

The man whose face was like gold paper was obviously very weak at the moment, but when he heard Su Qinghuan's words, he almost jumped up like a child who ate sugar.

However, because of excessive emotion, he suddenly vomited a big mouthful of blood.

Su Qinghuan's pupil suddenly shrinks.

From the proud and powerful man in front of her, she seemed to see the boy who had been coquettish and obedient around her.

But... Even when she first came across to see Yan Hanzhou, she never thought that the youth would have such a miserable day.

Or, thanks to her.

……

"Han Zhou... Don't scare the master, will you? You must have a chance to save yourself, right?"

The woman madly wiped the blood on the corners of the man's lips with her hands, but it was of no use at all. Instead, the blood flowed more and more until her white hands were dyed bright red.

Before today, the little fox always thought red was the most bright and beautiful color in the world.

However, such a beautiful red provoked her disgust in the end.

……

The man who was held in her arms by her crying smiled, even happier than before.

The handsome and pale man looked at the woman foolishly, and there was no hidden attachment and greed in his good-looking eyebrows.

"Master... You are free and as mean as me. I'm sorry..."

"Master, do you have a little, like... Like..." I.

Before the man finished his last sentence, he suddenly closed his eyes.

……

The body in the woman's arms lost the temperature he should have.

Even, it's getting colder.

Su Qinghuan hugged the man, as if in this way, he could pass on his temperature.

Tears, along the woman's temples, silently spread to the man's collar.

"Han Zhou... Don't scare the master, will you?"

"I always want to protect you... I'm the one who should say I'm sorry..."

……

Two lines of blood and tears flowed from the corners of the eyes of the immortal in white.

The man in black and red robes in her arms turned into light spots all over the sky, surrounded her for several times, and finally disappeared between heaven and earth.

Scatter the soul.

This is the most terrible punishment in the world.

Not even a chance to reincarnate.

When the woman saw this scene, she stood up foolishly.

"No..."

She was crazy to catch those light spots, but how could the invisible light spots be held in the palm of her hand?

Mourning, like a river breaking its banks, goes on and on.

Pain overflows all over the body, which is unspeakable regret, fear and sadness.

But in the end, there is only a numbness and emptiness.

The woman in white smiled wildly. She always cared about her own image. Even if Mount Tai collapsed in front, she looked and behaved arrogantly. However, at the moment, the woman laughed until she burst into tears.

"Liars... Are liars."

She is a liar.

Yan Hanzhou is also a liar.

But I can't tell who hurt who deeper.

Yan Hanzhou told her in such a decisive way that she was the one who suffered the most in the end.

Han Zhou, this... How can I.

……

The heart is like a big hole. Countless cold winds pass by, dripping with blood and endless.

The woman's heart is upside down. It's all Yan Hanzhou's name, Yan Hanzhou's voice and smile.

Obviously, they haven't known each other for even a year.

However, in a trance, it seems that most of my life has passed.

The woman stumbled forward. She stumbled and fell into the river.

The river flooded the woman's hair, cheeks and lips.

Tears, also silently into the water.

Han Zhou

Han Zhou

The immortal in white recited the man's name in his heart, and finally let himself completely faint in the thousands of currents.

……

Everything in the dreamland came to an end here.

Yan Hanzhou in the real world leans against the stone wall of Su Qinghuan's cave in shock.

He and master... Will they really follow this trend in the future?

He wanted to continue to ask the demon king Jiuyou.

However, the man who has always claimed to be one with him can no longer find the remnant soul.