"Forget it, before leaving, I will mention it to the old palace master and the others. At least it is a solution. Whether to use it or not, how to use it depends on them."

“When will you leave?”

"Should you wait a few more days. Are you with me?" Qin Ming held Yue Qing's fair jade hand.

Yue Qing Zhanyan chuckled: "Where are you and where am I? We made an appointment to go together to walk the roads that others have not walked before, and to see the scenery that others have not seen before. Even if we fall down, we will have no regrets in this life."

Qin Ming chuckled knowingly, holding Yueqing in his arms, quietly looking at the vast Wangyang. Yueqing was young, but he always understood him. Yueqing was as quiet as a fairy, but was strong and ambitious. What they both pursued was never "peach blossoms all over the city, and they were one horse" or "there was a painting between the characters, and you smile flawlessly", but "together hand in the world and fight with all the heroes."

They are like this along the way, and they will still be like this along the way.

"Take Yao'er and Tong Xin with us, cross the sea and ask."

"Okay." Qin Ming hugged Yue Qing tightly.

"When it comes to Tong Xin, I find that she seems uncomfortable these days."

"What's wrong?" Qin Ming has been with Tong Xin these days, not seeing what she feels uncomfortable.

"I've seen her fall out a coma several times."

When Jing Yueqing mentioned this, Qin Ming remembered it. It seemed that he was very weak several times, but he recovered in a blink of an eye. Tong Xin said that it was the battle some time ago that left internal injuries, and it was fine if there was no serious injury. "Tong Xin is in the third level of the Holy Martial Arts. If something really happened, he should know."

"That's true." Yue Qing didn't think deeper.

"Don't worry, I'll check it out for her later."

Qin Ming and Yueqing snuggled up, savoring the long-lost peace and tranquility.

Before he knew it, he had been in the sea for many years. The once unattainable "Saint Martial Arts" has now been realized. But the more he grows, the more he feels the vastness of the world, the longer he feels the road ahead, and the more he knows his shortcomings.

When they were in the Lingwu Realm, they would look up and respect the Holy Martial Arts when they saw the Holy Martial Arts and regard them as gods. Now, they have already stained with countless blood from the Holy Martial Arts on their hands. They once stood on the mountain of the Qingyun Sect and naively thought that there were only a few Holy Martial Arts in the world. Now, there are hundreds of people in the Chifeng Refining Realm.

The height of the station is different, the scenery you see is different, and the people you come into contact with are also changing.

Where will we go in the future? What height will we stand in the future?

Qin Ming silently leaned on each other and quietly imagined the future.

However, I don’t know what the Thunder Ancient City is like, what changes have happened in the Jinpeng Dynasty, Qingyun Sect, Blood Evil Sect, and Phantom Spirit Dharma Heaven, are you peaceful and prosperous? Are the sisters and the others? Have Brother Tuwei been promoted to the Martial Saint, and Yuzhen looks at the ocean from afar every day, hoping that you will return.

Should I find a chance to go back?

Qin Ming thought silently, it would be better to go to the Heavenly Court Continent. It was an unknown world, too dangerous and complicated. If you climbed up, you might never come back.

Tong Yan often feels inexplicable weakness these days, one after another, one suddenly, and one clean when he goes there. At the beginning, he didn't care much, but in the past few days, he has been several times a day. He carefully checked his body and found no major problems. Later, he thought about it, was he too indulging?

Since taking Ji Yaoxue off, he went up and dragged Ji Yaohua onto the bed.

After returning from the demon barbarians, he returned from a great victory and was excited. Tong Yan was almost always with the two girls. He was guarding these two beautiful beautyes, sometimes he couldn't help but feel involuntarily and couldn't control himself, and he was uncontrollable several times a day.

"I'm very strong, this consumption won't be weak, right?" Tong Yan rubbed his forehead and walked on the small path in the forest.

No, I have to get something to replenish my body. Don't be emptied at a young age. That's a joke.

"By the way! Tongqi! That guy is even better than me, and his body has not been hollowed out. There must be some great medicine for nourishing the medicine."

Tong Yan's eyes lit up, and he curled the corners of his mouth, thinking of his slutty cousin. But after he ran a few steps, the feeling of weakness that had just disappeared suddenly surged up all over his body. This time he came more suddenly and was unprecedentedly violent, as if he had been exhausted all his strength and was dizzy.

Tong Yan staggered and fell on the grass, his vision blurred.

"Uh... Uh... What's wrong with me..."

Tong Yan was weak and powerless, his consciousness was spinning, slowly twisting on the grass, feeling unspeakable. But then, a tingling heat began to spread from his back and spread throughout his body, from flesh to bones, from meridians to souls, the burning pain became stronger and stronger, as if he was about to burn him to death.

Tong Yan let out a painful wail, but his voice was very, very weak. He struggled hard to call for help, but the path was secluded and few people passed by. He released his spiritual power with difficulty, but he could not control them.

Pain was like thousands of ants piercing their hearts, biting every inch of flesh frantically, and like a ignited fire, burning him from the inside out.

Tong Yan couldn't mobilize his spiritual power, so he wanted to awaken the bronze ancient lamp, but his consciousness seemed to be getting more and more confused and weaker, as if he was flooded with endless mud. In addition to unconscious struggle and twisting, Tong Yan gradually lost control of his body.

This body seems to be no longer his.

"Save me...help..."

Tong Yan felt that the whole world had become dark and there was no light. He seemed to have sunk into the abyss, sinking...sinking...

Before Tong Yan fell into a complete coma, a sentence inexplicably emerged in his consciousness, which was more like a command, which dominated his body that had lost control - the alchemy master of the catastrophe, returning to Zhu Tian!

Tong Yan 'slept in the woods until late at night, his eyes suddenly opened, his eyes were pitch black, without any whites, and he looked particularly gloomy in the dark woods. It took a long time for his eyes to gradually return to his original appearance and his breath became smooth.

Tong Yan stood up, tidied up his clothes slightly, as if nothing had happened, and left the woods.

One hour later!

Tong Yan came to the huge valley where the alchemy room was. After waiting for a while, a beautiful figure came from a distance. It was his sister Tong Xin.

The two brothers and sisters looked no different from usual, but their expressions were a little weird. In addition, there was a strange pattern on their white back, which almost occupied half of the back. They were slowly squirming like they had life, spreading waves of strange energy, and pouring into their souls continuously.

Dark Curse!!

The spell engraved on the bodies of the Zhutian Palace for several months lurking, invisibly "copying" their souls, allowing this body to adapt to their existence and identify as part of the body.

This influence and lurking are clever and delicate, and have no effect on the body. Unless there is a soul-powered person who conducts in-depth examination, it is impossible to find abnormalities.

To this day, the spell has perfectly integrated with the body. After several subtle experiments, there was no major resistance, and today the spell has launched a raid. The spell has imprisoned the real soul and replaced the body's control.
Chapter completed!