In front of the Southern Xinjiang Palace, the void is twisted.

The sad people were alarmed and immediately looked up and were excited: "Gours to my king!"

The shouts of nearly one million troops trembled the world and echoed everywhere.

Xu Yi's eyes fell on the wooden tower not far away, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

This wooden pagoda is also called the Soul Reward Tower, which is an extremely long and ancient ceremony to commemorate the dead that existed before the founding of the Tianlong.

Of course, most people are not qualified to use it.

When the old Nan Wang Di Bing died, he used the Soul Tower.

At this moment, Xu Yi clearly saw the pale face and lifeless Nulan lying in the Guihun Tower.

I couldn't help but feel my heart trembled.

In one step, Xu Yi appeared next to the Guihun Tower, opened his mouth but did not say a word.

After a long time, he slowly raised his hand, his hands trembling a little.

Gently touch Nulan's hand that torn his mouth but no longer bleeding.

It is covered with calluses, rough and cold.

"What happened?"

A huge aura echoed.

As the wind swept, Xu Yi had already grown, and the black silk that grew to his waist danced wildly with the wind.

Even with his back to everyone, no one could see Xu Yi's expression at this moment, and everyone could feel Xu Yi's violent murderous intent.

White clothes are here.

Step by step, take heavy steps.

Standing beside Xu Yi, gently held his hand, without any hesitation, his head gently leaned against Xu Yi's shoulder, and said softly: "I'm sorry."

"What happened?" Xu Yi asked again.

"Short long after your second seclusion..."

Baiyi briefly said everything that happened during this period with a deep feeling, with a low tone, as if chanting the vicissitudes of life.

But all this clearly happened not long ago.

For Tianlong, life is like a year.

The Luo Qi burst out, the Dragon Emperor returned, and the sea tribe invaded!

When Tianlong was in danger of survival, Xu Yi was not aware of the fact that he was in seclusion on the tenth floor of the Chaos Tower.

"If I hadn't gone into seclusion, wouldn't Nulan die?"

A surging regret came to my heart.

Xu Yi looked down at Nulan's cheeks covered with scars again, and his eyes were a little dazed.

"stop!"

"The most annoying you middle-aged and second-year-old young men who learn to dye their white hair by Nanmu Tianwang are not strong at all. They dare to enter the Xingyue Forest? Are you looking for death?"

"The man from Nanmu Tianwang is handsome and strong. He guards the southern border and is unparalleled in the world. Even a head of white hair can charm thousands of girls. If you don't learn anything else, what's the use of dyeing a white hair? You guys don't look very thin, without any energy, you can't become a dog like a tiger!"

"Are you a fan of the Southern King?"

"Diet fans!"

"If I have a chance, I want to marry him."

"What's the point of telling you little bastards? Don't move while standing, let me shave you a bald head, and then send you out, and don't lose your life in vain."

"You send me out?"

"Otherwise? Look at your weak look, you are not strong enough to get a bargain. You are really not afraid of death. If I don't protect you, no one will bury you if you die."

"Don't move, shave your hair first."

"Can you not shave?"

"no!"

"Only the King of Nanmu can have white hair. You guys have white hair that defiles the King of Nan."

"What should I do if that old man?"

"Dare you dare to hide? Try it out! Is the old man handsome with the Southern King? I don't care about the old man, just you little bastards!"

"If you are a fan of the Southern King, why don't you enter southern Xinjiang?"

"I have to wait until I reach the fifth-grade Grandmaster realm before going to southern Xinjiang. I haven't seen that the generals in southern Xinjiang are all powerful war god-level powerhouses? I can't embarrass the Southern King."

Xu Yi had just broken through the extraordinary realm and entered the Star Moon Forest, he first met Nulan.

The scenes at that time were still in front of you.

When Nulan said that she had the chance to marry the Southern King, a trace of shyness that belonged to a woman appeared on her face.

Time has passed for decades.

Nulan entered southern Xinjiang and became the deputy commander of the Hu Ben Army. He led the army to fight and made many contributions!

But she never took credit and never thought about any reward.

During the Battle of Catastrophe, Nulan knocked down the main ship of the Yao army and two frigates. Xu Yi said that he would reward him according to his merits after the war.

Nulan said seriously: "Nulan doesn't have military achievements, she just wants to kill the enemy and protect my Tianlong! Even if she dies without a place to bury her, she will do whatever she wants!"

She did it.

Xu Yi's hands were very cold.

Baiyi can feel the pain in Xu Yi emotionally to what extent.

This deputy commander of the Hu Ben Army, who followed Xu Yi in battle for many years and was not allowed to be defeated by his daughter, fell!

In the future, there may be many elite generals appearing in southern Xinjiang, but none of them call Nulan again.

Momo took a step back, Xu Yi slowly raised his right hand, clenched his fist, and then turned back, pressed it to his heart and bent down slowly.

At this moment, the long hair that was long enough to the waist fell down and turned into nothing in the air.

In an instant, Xu Yi became bald again.

He moved forward again, stood beside the Guihun Tower, raised Nu Lan's cold hand, and slowly placed it on his head.

"Nu Lan, go, I will avenge you!"

At this moment, the Southern Army, from the core generals to the Chef's logistics soldiers, had almost broken teeth, and their grief and anger made their eyes turn scarlet.

The blood-like smoke rising above the heads of millions of people broke through the sky and rendered the world of southern border into a bloody color.

The blazing fire burned the Soul Tower and took Nulan away.

The fire is reflected in everyone's eyes, and hatred is already deeply engraved.

"The death of General Nulan is spread to Tianlong."

Xu Yi turned around calmly, his bare head was no longer covered with the Vermilion Bird battle helmet.

"In times of trouble, heroes are needed. Nu Lan's death should be known to the people of Tianlong and the people of Tianlong, and it should be deeply engraved in the history of Tianlong."

"You, guard the southern border."

Xu Yi disappeared.

It's like it hasn't appeared before.

Baiyi was anxious and wanted to lock in Xu Yi's traces and chase after him. His divine thoughts were detecting it, and there was nothing.

Three thousand miles away, on the edge of the southern border, the Forbidden Sacred Mountain.

Xu Yi stepped out of the void and looked out into the sky. Zulong Mountain, which was like a giant beast, had a huge aura in his eyes.

Mu Tian's gun appeared silently in his hands, with black light flowing and electric arcs flashing.

This magic weapon of killing that has been passed down from generation to generation seems to know the master's heart, and the surging murderous intent is spread out.

The next moment, Xu Yi disappeared again.

Above the air, Zulong Mountain is floating.

Xu Yi appeared.

"Dragon Emperor, get out of here!"

The sounds filled with endless murderous intent echoed above the nine heavens, like the wrath of the gods.

Swish swish swish swish...

Figures emerged one after another.

The beast god army lined up, and Qin Huo stood proudly on Zulong Mountain with the beast god halberd in his hand. Seeing Xu Yi, his bald head attracted his attention.
To be continued...