Everyone nodded, took off their masks one by one, and walked towards their respective royal palaces.

In front of the Hall of King Yama, Ning Chen walked over, and inside the hall, Yin'er was anxiously waiting. When she saw the former coming, she immediately trotted forward.

"Ning Chen, the little master's wife is gone."

Yin'er grabbed the former's arm and said anxiously.

Ning Chen was shocked when he heard this, and he suppressed his mood. He said, "What can she say before she leaves?"

"No, she said she would leave for a while and said nothing else."

Yin'er said anxiously, "Ning Chen, why did the little master's wife leave suddenly? Nothing will happen, right?"

Ning Chen shook his head gently and comforted, "Don't worry, Aman's strength is not weaker than anyone now, and there will be no problem."

Is she leaving because of Senior Shenji? How did Aman learn about this when he was far away in the underworld?

Very far apart, a stream of light flashed on the Shenji Peak, and a beautiful figure in white walked out, walked silently in front of the peak, waved his hand to call out Zixiao, and inserted it into the peak.

When he returned to his hometown, the Zixiao Divine Sword seemed to feel the sound, and the sword body trembled and kept crying.

Listening to the clear sad voice in the sword, a dark look flashed in Aman's eyes, his knees fell to the ground, and he knelt in front of the peak.

Adopted father, daughter is back.

The cold wind blew, and the red maple was floating all over the sky. It was so beautiful that it dyed the entire Shenji Peak as red as fire.

A long distance away, in Borneo, which was burned by war, after a catastrophe, there was no place intact.

In the nine days, the cold moon hangs high, and the cold moon scatters all over the waterfall, making the quiet night even colder.

At this moment, a beautiful figure in a white dress came over Borneo, and the black hair behind him was flying gently in the wind. The flawless face showed no flaws. His temperament was extraordinary, just like a fairy exiled to the ordinary, making people dare not blaspheme.

The traction in the dark allows Mu Chengxue, who has walked out of the world, to find here step by step, walking in the fire of war and in the frost.

The demon soldiers and the powerful Hongluan who were killed in battle were burned into burnt ashes in the fire of war, and the broken magic weapons kept dissipating their spiritualities. Perhaps, in another ten or twenty years, they would completely become scrap iron.

In a big battle, countless strong men fell, and the messy airflow filled the world, and the breath was so depressing that it made people reluctant to stay for a long time.

After walking for a long time, Mu Chengxue suddenly stopped, her eyes closed, her spiritual sense was released, and she felt the familiar aura that was faintly visible between heaven and earth.

After searching for a while, Mu Chengxue opened her eyes and looked into the distance. A ray of light flashed by. He had indeed been here.

The aura of those friends is also there. Did he find them all?

A hundred years have passed, and they have become stronger.

After a few breaths, a beautiful figure in white clothes flashed across Borneo, turning into a stream of light and disappearing into the night sky.

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