Zhixiang was very beautiful. She was so beautiful when she was young. When she got old, even with white hair and wrinkles on her face, she was still beautiful. She closed her eyes with a smile.

Gone, one after another, in this thousand years, one after another.

Whenever a familiar face closed his eyes and passed away, Meng Hao's sadness would become much stronger. He would often smile miserably. He could seal the sky, but he was helpless in the face of Luo Tian's curse in his prime.

Luo Tian's curse is clearly a kind of torture, torturing the person who killed him, watching the changes of the years and the vicissitudes of life in loneliness all his life.

This is a tactic and a conspiracy. With this technique and this conspiracy, when he is gradually weakening, his enemies will also be rotten from the bottom of their hearts.

Only in this way does Luo Tian seem to have the possibility of victory!

Meng Hao clearly knew this, but he couldn't be cold-blooded or ignore it, especially since his adoptive father Ke Yunhai was also weak and was about to return to the ruins. Meng Hao cried. He knelt in front of Ke Yunhai's bed, as if

Like a child, tears flowed down.

"Why are you crying... I am satisfied that I can live for thousands of years, see you, and see Jiu Si..." Ke's father looked at Meng Hao lovingly, raised his hand, and touched Meng Hao weakly.

The light in his head and eyes gradually dimmed.

In the past thousand years, while many people have died, many strong people have emerged in the development of the monks in the mountain and sea world. Especially as the older generation of monks learned about the curse and deliberately faded away, the entire

The realm of mountains and seas has become a new generation of world.

There began to be battles and internal fights between each other, but under the rules of the mountain and sea realm, all of this was controlled within a certain range.

The years are still passing by, taking away the former mountain and sea cultivators one after another, until another thousand years have passed and Ksitigarbha passed away.

Before leaving, he took the initiative to find Meng Hao. When Meng Hao was there, he looked at Xu Qing and Meng Hao, with a rare kindness on his old face.

That night, he returned to the ruins.

Then came the grandfather, grandfather, Fan Dong'er, and the tribesmen and friends around Meng Hao. Their return to the ruins was like knives piercing Meng Hao's heart.

Xu Qing's hair also turned white at this time. The reason why she hadn't returned to the ruins yet was because Meng Hao fed her his own vital blood every day.

But she was already old and almost withered, so she could only lie on the bed, but her eyes were always gentle, staring at Meng Hao, as if she could never see enough of him for the rest of her life.

But she was not dissatisfied, she was very satisfied. After thousands of years of companionship, her only regret was that she did not give birth to a child for Meng Hao. It was not that she did not want to, but that she did not want to.

She didn't want her children to suffer under this curse...

The long river of time gradually flows, and another thousand years have passed. The number of deaths has reached an unprecedented level. In this thousand years, countless monks of the older generation have all returned to the ruins one after another. Those who participated in the mountain and sea battles back then,

What still exists at this moment is already insignificant.

Even Shui Dongliu, after persisting for thousands of years, still closed his eyes. Before he died, he was smiling. He gave Meng Hao a jade slip and pressed the jade slip tightly into Meng Hao's hand.

, Shui Dongliu’s eyes revealed a gleam of wisdom.

"Remember...after reading it, keep it in mind and crush it into pieces. This is what I deduced...the hope of breaking the curse!"

Meng Hao took the jade slip, took away Shui Dongliu's soul seed, and sent it into the iceberg. After reading the jade slip, he crushed it into pieces, and a look of persistence appeared deep in his eyes.

Time flies again, and the few people who are still struggling are slowly unable to hold on, and their longevity is cut off. Only the ancestor of the backing has chosen to sleep, so that the time it can support is infinitely stretched.

Hundreds of years later, one of Meng Hao's close relatives passed away.

She was Fang Yu, Meng Hao's sister, and Sun Hai's wife. The couple had supported each other for a long time, but watching their children die in front of their eyes, their hearts were extremely hurt.

When the last junior they loved also closed his eyes, the old Fang Yu took Sun Hai's hand, and the couple returned to the ruins together.

Meng Hao took away their soul seeds and stood there silently, thinking of many past events, looking at the scenes of those years, and looking at his sister's protection for him. Unknowingly, his eyes were full of tears. For a long time, his parents were there.

Beside him, he was equally sad, his eyes dim with tears.

"I will definitely make your reincarnation... start again!" Meng Hao said silently word by word in his heart.

Six hundred years after the death of Meng Hao's sister and brother-in-law, in the entire mountain and sea realm, those people from those days still exist. Except for Xu Qing and Meng Hao's parents, there are only a few people. One is Wang Youcai and the other is a little fat man.

, Dong Hu, Dan Gui, and Chu Yuyan who didn’t want to wake up.

All others were returned to the ruins, and the soul seeds were taken away by Meng Hao.

Xu Qing barely existed because of Meng Hao's blood. Meng Hao's parents were immortal because of the fusion with the Shanhai Butterfly. Dong Hu persisted because of the magical bead. As for the Master Alchemy Ghost, it was transformed from a pill itself.

, so it can still be supported.

The first person who couldn't hold on anymore was Wang Youcai. In this year, his life span disappeared amidst the vicissitudes of laughter. His death made Meng Hao's heart penetrated. He looked at Wang Youcai's soul seed.

, placing it inside the iceberg, Meng Hao’s tears flowed down again.

Compared to Wang Youcai, the one that hurt Meng Hao's heart the most was... the little fat man.

He and the little fat man were lifelong brothers. They embarked on the path of spiritual practice together and walked together today. When the little fat man was about to die, he was no longer fat. He was as skinny as a skeleton. All his wives and concubines left one after another.

His children are also one step ahead of him.

He lay there silently, looking at Meng Hao beside him, wanting to laugh, but he had no strength.

"His grandma's... Meng Hao, kill Luo Tian for me... You must win. Then I will rely on you to break the curse and allow me to enter reincarnation and awaken the memories of my past life..." The little fat man swallowed the last

When he was speaking, he suddenly roared, and after exploding all his strength, he closed his eyes.

This year, Meng Hao's face has gained some wrinkles.

Compared with the Mountain and Sea Realm, such deaths also continue on the vast star, but because their causal relationship with Meng Hao is not deep, it is not obvious. As for those who have a deep causal relationship, due to their strong cultivation, their longevity

Even if Yuan has an end, the time has not yet come.
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