Until now, Meng Hao has returned in an extremely powerful way. As a demon lord, she can only sigh in her heart, burying the memories of that year deeply in her heart with bitterness.

"I didn't catch it at the beginning. If I lose it, I will lose it forever." Zhixiang murmured in her heart, bowing her head to Meng Hao and Xu Qing.

Regarding Zhixiang, Meng Hao didn't see that much emotion. After stopping his old friend's visit, Meng Hao also felt emotional when he looked at Zhixiang, who was already much older. However, Xu Qing beside him felt deeply for Zhixiang.

His thoughts were very sensitive. After looking at Zhixiang with deep meaning, Xu Qing smiled slightly.

When he came to the Ancient Demon Immortal Sect, in addition to meeting Zhixiang, more importantly, Meng Hao wanted to meet Ke Jiusi, his eldest brother.

When Meng Hao walked up to the mountain where Ke Jiusi was retreating, Xu Qing and Zhixiang stood together at the foot of the mountain. Looking at the figures of Meng Hao and Ke Jiusi at the top of the mountain, Zhixiang suddenly spoke.

"Congratulations……"

Xu Qing turned his head, looked at Zhixiang, blinked, smiled, and said nothing.

At the top of the mountain, Ke Jiusi threw a wine bottle to Meng Hao. He looked at Meng Hao and laughed. Meng Hao looked at Ke Jiusi and gradually started laughing too. He picked up the wine bottle and took a big drink.

"I saw my adoptive father outside the vastness." Meng Hao closed his eyes for a long time and then spoke softly when he opened them.

Ke Jiusi was silent, patted the rocks beside him, and sat down. Meng Hao also sat beside him.

"Talk to me."

Meng Hao spoke slowly, telling stories about the world that he encountered outside the vastness that existed in the years. Ke Jiusi listened quietly, picking up the wine bottle from time to time and drinking it, one sip after another, as Meng Hao's story

After finishing the lecture, Ke Jiusi's eyes were actually filled with drunkenness due to his cultivation level, but what was more, he was just reminiscing.

"I was a playboy back then, you know... but my father, even if he disappointed me again and again, still created a path for me to reach immortality. This is the kind of character he has, and he treats me and you the same way, because

In his heart, you and I are both his sons." Ke Jiusi closed his eyes and covered the tears in his eyes. He missed his father for endless years.

Meng Hao took a big gulp of the wine in his hand and looked into the distance. He vaguely seemed to see the figure of his adoptive father. He tried to resurrect him, but found that the omnipotent detachment could not resurrect him even if he was too far away.

The former soul.

On this mountain, Meng Hao drank too much and was drunk for seven days. Seven days later, he and Xu Qing left. Ke Jiusi stood on the top of the mountain and watched Meng Hao go away, and drank another large gulp of wine.

The last one in the world of Shanhaidie is the Supreme Puppet. This was the thirty-three-year-old Yigu Supreme. When Meng Hao saw it, it was sitting cross-legged in its area, motionless. Its mission

, is to protect the world of mountains and sea butterflies. This was the order Meng Hao left behind when he left.

Meng Hao walked to the side of the puppet supreme, stood there, and after a long time, slowly spoke.

"When was it restored?"

The Supreme Puppet trembled, lowered its head, and after a while, it hummed with a hoarse voice that seemed not to be very skilled.

"Five hundred years ago..."

It is a puppet. It was originally wiped out of its mind. But one day five hundred years ago, it suddenly remembered some past events. From that day on, although it was a puppet, it understood who it was. But, it happened to

He couldn't let go of the world of mountains and seas. He looked at the respectful eyes of those cultivators of mountains and seas. Even though he was a puppet, this respect was full of sincerity.

Even many of the monks born in the Shanhai Realm for more than a thousand years have been watched by him. It is an indescribable thought. It did not choose to return to the Thirty-three Heavens, nor did it choose to betray Shanhaixiu, but

I chose to let myself forget and wake up.

"You are free." Meng Hao patted the Yi Gu Supreme puppet, untied the last restraints on it, turned around and left with Xu Qing.

After Meng Hao left, Supreme Yi Gu's body trembled. After a long time, he stood up, but his eyes were blank. But the confusion didn't last long before it disappeared. He was still dull, still sat down cross-legged, and still chose.

I'm here to protect you.

In the distance, Xu Qing hesitated and asked.

"he……"

"He is atoning for his sins and also freeing himself. I underestimated Yi Gu back then, but he has great wisdom." Meng Hao took Xu Qing's hand and smiled slightly.

In the world of Shanhaidie, when all the Shanhaixiu cultivators were preparing to move, the figures of Meng Hao and Xu Qing appeared from time to time everywhere in the world.

Xu Qing was very happy. As long as Meng Hao was by her side, the world would be bright and the world would be bright. Her requirements were not many and very simple, just like her character.

While visiting old friends, the two of them walked in this world of mountains and sea butterflies. They seemed to have endless things to say and an endless life to walk.

She looked at Meng Hao with tenderness, affection, and a look that lasted a lifetime.

"I can't stand it, I can't stand it!" The little fat man sighed. When Meng Hao and Xu Qing came to his family, the little fat man looked at Meng Hao and Xu Qing, and finally looked at Meng Hao with quite a bit of sympathy.

"Meng Hao, you said you have such a high level of cultivation, how can you only have one wife? This is wrong and unreasonable. Look at me, I now have thousands of wives, and those of mine

Heir..." As the little fat man was talking, he suddenly felt a little cold around him. After trembling for a moment, he saw Xu Qing's smiling face and felt that she was the source of all this coldness. He quickly coughed a few times.

Meng Hao laughed, looking at the little fat boy's descendants in the hall, talking about the past with the little fat boy here, until they talked about the patron sect, Wang Youcai came. He was still blind, but he brought a jar of wine and put it on the table.

In front of Meng Hao, Xu Qing, and the little fat man.

"Dong Hu is also on the way, he should be arriving soon." Wang Youcai said calmly.

"Between you and him?" Meng Hao asked. The conflict between Wang Youcai and Dong Hu was extremely intense back then. This was a matter between the two of them. Even Meng Hao could not ask more questions.

"It's all over..." Wang Youcai was silent. After a while, he sighed, and his expression showed vicissitudes of life. Not long after, a long rainbow roared from the horizon. It was a middle-aged man, Dong Hu.

His expression was a little complicated. He walked over in silence and sat next to the little fat man. When he looked up at Meng Hao, he smiled with emotion.

"Remember Daqingshan?" The little fat man said suddenly when he saw that the atmosphere here was a bit depressing.
Chapter completed!