Chapter 272： Celestial Immortal Domain, memories from ten years ago!

Mo Wentian hugged Jiang Ruhua even tighter.

"Miss, it's time to go."

The stalwart figure opened his mouth and seemed to be very dissatisfied with Mo Wentian's behavior.

As for that Sea Immortal Emperor, when he heard the words of the stalwart figure, he was completely dumbfounded.

Such a powerful character, I thought it was Jiang Ruhua's relatives.

But I didn't expect it to be called Miss Jiang Ruhua!

What kind of identity is this Jiang Ruhua? ?

Jiang Ruhua sighed, she let go of Mo Wentian's embrace and stepped back.

"Sister Ruhua, wait for me, no matter where you are, I will find you one day!"

Mo Wentian's eyes were firm and he made a promise to Jiang Ruhua!

Jiang Ruhua smiled and nodded.

"Mmmm, Brother Wentian, I'll be waiting for you in the Celestial Realm."

Aside, Immortal Emperor Yihai was moved when he heard Jiang Ruhua's words.

"The Celestial Realm!"

It must be known that the Celestial Immortal Territory is the top ten immortal territory among the thousands of immortal territories. It is boundless, and the strong are like clouds. It is rumored that there are not a few saints in the Celestial Immortal Territory.

No wonder he was able to come up with the real dragon immortality medicine.

Such a supreme powerhouse actually called Jiang Ruhua a young lady.

Immortal Emperor Yihai was shocked in his heart, and could hardly be described in words.

Jiang Ruhua finally smiled and waved at Mo Wentian, reluctantly, she turned her head back in three steps, and the tears could not be stopped.

She really didn't want to leave.

But now that the family is coming, she has to leave.

Mo Wentian clenched his fists tightly, but there was nothing he could do, he could only watch Jiang Ruhua leave.

The red eyes were also left with tears.

Until the end, Jiang Ruhua entered the fairy gate, and the figure disappeared.

"Sister Ruhua..."

Mo Wentian murmured, his body seemed to have no strength and was shaky.

After Jiang Ruhua left.

Only the stalwart figure remained.

He was standing at the entrance of Xianmen.

He stared at Mo Wentian with cold eyes.

"Miss is aloof, and what you are doing is blasphemy."

After he finished speaking, he shattered his eyes and penetrated the world.

Immortal Emperor Yihai noticed the murderous intention, and his face changed greatly.

"Mo Wentian, run away!"

The voice just fell, but the shattering eyes were too fast.

In an instant, it hit Mo Wentian.

Mo Wentian groaned, his face was pale, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, his foundation was destroyed, and his cultivation was completely ruined!

The whole person lost his strength and fell to the ground.

The stalwart figure, standing high above, looked down at Mo Wentian.

"An ant, it should look like an ant. For the sake of the young lady, I will save your life so that you can do it yourself."

After speaking, the stalwart figure entered the fairy gate and disappeared.

After the stalwart figure left, the body of Immortal Emperor Yihai was finally able to move.

He looked worried.

"Mo Wentian, how are you?"

Mo Wentian's face was very pale, without any blood, his whole body was weak, and he could no longer feel any aura of his cultivation.

"I-I'm fine."

Immortal Emperor Yihai's face was extremely ugly.

He helped Mo Wentian up and said solemnly.

"Let's go back to Immortal Mountain. Senior must have a way to restore your cultivation foundation."

"Immortal Emperor Yihai, how much do you know about Celestial Immortal Domain?"

Even if the foundation is destroyed and the cultivation base is abolished, he has become a waste.

However, in Mo Wentian's place, he still had a firm expression.

He will definitely go to the Celestial Realm!

I will definitely fulfill my promise to Sister Ruhua.

No matter how dangerous it is, even if it is smashed to pieces, he must go!

Immortal Emperor Yihai sighed after hearing Mo Wentian's words.

"The Celestial Realm is extremely powerful. When the old man was not dead, he heard of the mighty power of the Celestial Realm. The immortal realms were annexed one by one, and no one could stop him. That guy just now was not the master of the fairy realm, but the saint of the fairy way. A high-level figure, but calls your Huahua sister a miss."

After a moment of silence, Immortal Emperor Yihai said again.

"It seems that your sister Ruhua has a terrifyingly noble status in the Celestial Realm."

"I just don't understand why she hasn't woken up and rebuilt the Immortal Seal in the Kyushu Continent for more than ten years?"

"Sister Ruhua..."

Mo Wentian looked complicated and fell into memory.

Ten years ago, in winter, the wind was as cold as a knife and the snow was flying.

Hualongcheng, one day late at night.

Mo Wentian's small body was wrapped in a thick cotton-padded coat with scars.

"I'm so hungry, so hungry... I feel like I'm starving to death."

After rummaging through several garbage dumps, he couldn't find anything to eat. Mo Wentian's hands were covered with frostbite.

At the age of six, his hands were black and dirty, and they looked more like the hands of an old man.

Finally, he was so hungry that he climbed over the fence and came to a family.

In the dark, Mo Wentian cautiously groped to find the kitchen.

After fumbling around, he quickly found the kitchen.

Can't wait to open.

"Eat, eat, eat, I want to eat."

He lit a dim yellow candle, his eyes glowing green, and he looked around the kitchen.

All of a sudden, I saw the steamed buns in the cupboard.

"Bantou, my favorite!!!"

Mo Wentian was overjoyed, and quickly opened the cabinet, holding the steamed buns in one hand and nibbling on them, while the other hand kept pushing the rest of the steamed buns into his arms!

At the same time, under the dim candlelight, he heard a slight movement.

He turned his head quickly, and suddenly saw the corner of the kitchen pile of materials, it seemed that there was a thin figure curled up in the dark corner.

Mo Wentian's action of chewing the steamed buns froze for a moment. He puffed out his cheeks and stuffed the half-eaten head into the cotton-padded jacket. He was a little scared, but he mustered up his courage, and quickly took out a tattered kitchen knife in his arms and faced the darkness. corner.

"Who is it? Don't hide, I see you! Come out!!!"

The thin figure was still curled up in the dark corner.

"Is it a ghost?"

Mo Wentian forcefully swallowed the steamed buns in his mouth and became even more frightened. He took the candle on the stove and lit the candle into the dark corner.

The darkness expelled, revealing a thin figure.

It was a little girl, curled up in the corner, hugging her knees, looking at him timidly, and her eyes hurriedly avoided.

Mo Wentian breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed. He put down the tattered kitchen knife.

Thought it was a ghost, scared him to death.

Look at the little girl again.

I saw her clothes were ragged, and her thin body was red with cold.

Besides, there were still many scars, even Mo Wentian felt shocking when he saw it.

"You... who are you?"

Mo Wentian asked in a low voice.

The little girl was timid and did not answer him.

at this time.

There was movement outside.

Mo Wentian was taken aback, blew out the candle, picked up the kitchen knife and hid behind the door.

With a creak, the door opened again.

A middle-aged man came in with a candle.

Mo Wentian's heart was beating fast, his forehead was sweating, and he didn't dare to take a breath.

"Don't find out, don't be found out, or it's over."

Now he can only hope that the middle-aged man will not find him, and that the skinny girl will not inform.

The middle-aged man pushed the door into the kitchen and saw that the cupboard was opened and the steamed buns were all gone.

He was instantly furious!

"Okay, no wonder I heard movement from the kitchen. It turns out that you are a dead girl who is stealing food!"

Putting the candle lamp on the stove, the middle-aged man punched and kicked the skinny girl.

The skinny girl was beaten, but she kept silent.

Seeing that Mo Wentian, who was hiding behind the door and was about to sneak out quietly, was worried and guilty at the same time.

If you run away now, you will definitely run away.

But that skinny girl is also very likely to be beaten to death!

He gritted his teeth and finally gave up and escaped.

Holding a kitchen knife in his hand, he quietly approached.

Under the dim candlelight, he saw the skinny girl in the corner was beaten with blood, almost dying.

He just felt angry and yelled.

"Do you want to kill her alive? You bastard!"

The middle-aged man was startled, and was taken aback by the roar from behind.

Turning around, he faced an angry child with a knife!

Looking at the middle-aged man lying in a pool of blood, Mo Wentian's eyes were blank and panting, and the kitchen knife in his hand clunked to the ground.

Smelling the strong smell of blood, there was a sound of 'vomit'.

The first time he killed, he vomited.