"Can't you come up?"

Hong Shixian frowned slightly, and Mingxuan continued to drink tea, and then sighed:

"This Qianshi Lake is like this. Whether you jump or not is in your mind. If you give up, it is reasonable. But this also means that you and I have a fate but are fate. But it is always fate. When I leave, I will recommend a top-grade magical weapon to you. Don't worry, it must be suitable..."

Plop!

Before Mingxuan could finish his words, Hong Shixian fell into Qianshi Lake.

Ming Xuan shook his head and sighed: "The fate is destroyed and the fate is here again..."

Yang Xiu snapped his fingers, and a wisp of water floated from Qianshi Lake, flowing on the stone table, and finally condensed into ice and turned into teacup:

"Can Senior Mingxuan give me a cup of tea?"

Mingxuan picked up the teapot and poured a cup for Yang Xiu himself.

"Thank you!"

Yang Xiu drank all the tea in the cup in one sip, and even the tea cup melted into water and swallowed it into his stomach.

For a moment, Yang Xiu's vision blurred.

"Today is April 8, 2020. Wuhan, our country has finally been unblocked today, and major transportation hubs in Wuhan reopened. This means that our country has achieved a phased victory in the battle of the new crown epidemic. Thanks to every retrograde who has been to Wuhan for support in the past three months, the people of the whole country have united and the new crown will surely be completely eliminated..."

Lying on the soft sofa that can evoke memories deep in my heart, watching the news played on TV, watching the not-so-large house, all kinds of objects, ornaments, and technological products...

Yang Xiu left the sofa, squatted down, and opened the drawer of the coffee table.

In the drawer, there is a used gamepad.

Yang Xiu, who once carved the magic array without any deviation, had his hands trembled at this moment.

Grab the handle, switch the TV source, open a game at will, and start playing.

"The genius Onmyoji is here!"

"Wata takes the lead!"

"The healing power has been restored."

"Can you come and help Hu Tao?"

Seeing that the character he controlled on TV had been beaten to a severity by his opponent, Yang Xiu laughed and scolded:

"Your uncle, can I play solo, can anyone help me?"

Although Yang Xiu is a Daluo fairy, he is a genius who is abused when playing games... he is a silver game!

"No, no, no, I must have not touched this thing for hundreds of years, so I was born with my hands, right! That must be the case!"

Just as Yang Xiu was making excuses for himself, the sound of unlocking sounded.

"Xiao Yang, I'm going to the vegetable market today to buy some folding ears, hurry up and wash it, wait for a cold meal, you old man, work overtime again today, we will eat people to eat in the evening, and we won't wait for him!" (PS: Chongqing dialect, according to the reading, it should have a taste of it)

Yang Xiu opened his mouth for a long time before saying:

"mom……"

However, the vision in front of me blurred again.

The next moment, what Yang Xiu saw was Mingxuan, Qianshi Lake, and the top of Shenming Mountain.

Yang Xiu subconsciously touched his face, and tears were already stained with tears on his face.

"It seems that Xiaoyou Yang Xiu encountered something touched. These tears have no sadness."

The reason why Yang Xiu used Qianshi Lake as a teacup and even swallowed it was to feel the difference between Qianshi Lake.

If there is really any danger, at least I have to find a way to save Hong Shixian's life!

But unexpectedly, I started to take the lead.

"Senior Mingxuan, can the water of this Qianshi Lake float in the illusion?"

"Yeah, not bad!"

Ming Xuan nodded and replied: "Qianshi Lake, you can experience thousands of lives in the illusion of the world. However, it is not about experiencing every moment of the world, but about experiencing the gains, losses, joys, and pains of the world."

Yang Xiu nodded: "Everything is empty, everything is for himself. It turns out that what Senior Mingxuan said means. I'm afraid Hong Shi will suffer a little."

Ming Xuan: "Hmm? How?"

Yang Xiu: "The biggest pain in his life should be from love, tsk..."

Ming Xuan smiled and said, "That's really a kid who suffers."

Yang Xiu: "Seeing Senior Mingxuan's smile, I felt relieved. Hong Shixian was sure to be fine."

Ming Xuan smiled bitterly: "You are indeed delicate, yes, no matter what, Hong Shixian is a pillar of the underworld. He can die in the fairy world, die in the demon world, and the demon world. That is his value and his responsibility, but no matter what, he cannot lose in this Shenming Mountain!"

Yang Xiu: "Senior Mingxuan said this intentionally before, but in fact he just wanted to have a problem for Hong Shiyi?"

“That’s right!”

Ming Xuan raised his head, his gentle temperament disappeared, and replaced by his domineering aura that ruled the world:

"I used to benefit the emperor, and it was not so easy to be my master?"

"Tsk, you little white-faced, don't be arrogant here. You're just braided by the emperor's natal magic weapon?"

I don’t know when the little girl who had washed her feet by the stream appeared beside Yang Xiu.

"Hait!"

The little girl climbed up to the stone table hard, patted the stone table with her little hands, and shouted:

"Where is the tea? Xiao Xuanzi, pour tea!"

Yang Xiu was so familiar with Ming Xuan's face.

There were many cultivators who fought with Yang Xiu before, and they had this expression.

A look of stool!

But strangely, Ming Xuan didn't say a word and was about to pour tea for the little girl!

"Hey, Senior Mingxuan..."

Yang Xiu stopped Mingxuan, took out a pot of wine from Qiankun bag, and smiled and said, "Little girl, for you, is drinking better than drinking tea?"

"Hey, you guys have good eyesight!"

The little girl directly snatched the wine pot from Yang Xiu's hand, raised her head and drank it hard.

Minors are prohibited from drinking, and this rule is probably impossible to put on this little girl.

Although she looks very young, she is probably even older than Ming Xuan!

Yang Xiu: "Little girl, you can't let me call you that all the time, right? I've drunk my wine. At least I'll say what you call me? What's the origin?"

"My name is Tomb, the tomb of the tomb, the rest, Xiao Xuanzi, you said."

Yang Xiu laughed awkwardly: "This name is really strange."

Ming Xuan sighed and said to Yang Xiu: "My friend Yang Xiu, if you really have this ability, it will definitely be a blessing to take the tomb away and will also help the tomb to liberation."

Yang Xiu did not answer, waiting for Ming Xuan's subsequent text.

"The body of the tomb is a sword called Tomb World. She comes from 800,000 years ago..."

Yang Xiu was about to take a few sips of wine and listen to the story slowly. As soon as he heard this, he sprayed it directly:

"What? Eighty hundred thousand years ago? There are still magic weapons in this world that can last for so long without being destroyed? Hiss... Wait! Eighty hundred thousand years ago, when the last time the world grave was in the world?"

Time can destroy everything, as powerful as the top-grade artifact, even if it has not experienced any battle since its birth, at most 100,000 years, it will lose its spiritual energy and return to heaven and earth.

And the tomb has existed for 800,000 years...
Chapter completed!