Chapter 752

With Jin Lingzi for a few days, Han Xuan embarked on the road of collecting the power of the virtual and the real.

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"Time has changed, the sea has changed!" Standing on a high mountain, Han Xuan's divine consciousness has covered the whole world of tomb raiding notes.

"You seem to have changed." When the divine sense sweeps through an endless bamboo grove, Han Xuan is surprised and sighs with emotion. A variety of expressions appear on his face.

The power of "whoosh" space lingers around the body, and Han Xuan disappears instantly.

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A small hut made of bamboo is so inconspicuous in the broad bamboo forest.

Outside the bamboo house, a woman's eyes were dull, sometimes with a satisfied smile on her face, sometimes with pain.

"Sha Sha"

The breeze rustled the bamboo.

"A hundred years is so short." The woman seemed to wake up with grief in her eyes.

"Wu Xie, I want to accompany you, but I can't, I can't do it." Turn your head and look at the small mound beside you. Tears have been dripping unconsciously.

"I really want to go with him, but I have already thought about it." Behind him, a voice rang out.

Body a quiver, turn a head mechanically, take trill to say.

"You, you're here at last!"

"Why don't you want to die and live?" The man who suddenly appears is not Han Xuan, but the woman in front of her is the Anning who Han Xuan saved.

"Live! It's a sin for me to live now Ah Ning's sad smile makes people feel pity.

"Good!" Han Xuan has no nonsense. He knows how hopeless and helpless it is to watch his lover grow old and die in his arms.

One hand slowly stretched out, but said, "what else do you want to say, this is the last memory of your life."

"It's natural to walk through a road of human life. Seeing the green mountains and green waters is still there. It's a dream of life and waking up in self-consciousness. Fate, to come, to go, not to ask, but to let go, but to let go, but to get! "

"Let it go

“……”

The short dozens of words seemed to ring out in the whole bamboo forest, and the Orioles flew into the air one by one.

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Looking at a dead branch in his hand, Han Xuan felt a lot of emotion.

"If something happens to me, I hope you won't be like her." The palm of the hand is red, and the flame rises, and the dead branches turn to ashes.

After stopping for a long time in the bamboo forest, Han Xuan looks at the small mound in the courtyard.

"Shua" flicks his sleeve and Han xuanyang goes away.

After many days, when someone comes here, they may notice that there is one more beside the original mound.

"Tomb of Anning!"

"Wu Xie's tomb!"

... Qinling!

"Daddada" in this primitive jungle, a sound makes snakes and insects avoid and beasts flee.

The clear sound of footsteps lasted all night. Finally, the sound stopped at a high mountain.

The sun gradually rises to the East, and the horizon lights up a red line.

"I don't know if you will hurt me!" The voice was intermittent.

"Hum" only heard a sound in the air. It seemed that the fog was pulled away and the mysterious veil at the foot of the mountain was uncovered.

"A hundred years, you have accomplished your mission!" Looking at the extremely dim array plate in hand, Han Xuan spat out a word and jumped down to the top of the mountain.

Han Xuan left this array disk to hide here. It's just that his spiritual power has been exhausted after a hundred years.

Looking for memory, Han Xuan comes to the entrance of the ancient bronze tree.

"Shall we call him?" Han Xuan hesitated to look at the small hole, some hesitation in the heart.