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Chapter 1651 A blue lamp with ancient Buddha (5)

Song Yiyang locked himself in a secret room.

Apart from practicing, he stared at the wall in a daze, and all of his mind were Mu Wushuang's every frown and smile.

Although I didn't spend a long time with her, I remember every detail clearly. Whether it was at the royal banquet of the Xiaoyue Dynasty, when he drank and danced with Mu Yuheng, or later he invited her and others to go to the secret realm of Dongchen Kingdom to experience it, everything seemed to have happened yesterday.

But it has been three months and six days since the day I last saw her.

The distance between him and her has already spanned several continents, one in the lower-level continent and the other in the higher-level continent.

This is the Cangming Continent and the Helian Family.

That day, Helianyuan and Helianduo were about to leave the Jiuxiao Continent. In order to let him follow him to the high-level continent, his most trusted grandfather forced him to put a pill that temporarily affects his mind. When he woke up, he had already arrived here.

He was angry and wanted to go back, but crossing the continent requires more than half-artifact space magic weapons. The Helian family brought him here to see his talent. It was particularly kind to them, so how could they take him back again?

Song Yiyang knew that his grandfather was for his own good and he shouldn't be angry, so in the end he was only unwilling to accept it. At least, he should have said goodbye to Wushuang.

Love does not know where it arises, but goes deeper.

His heart fell so fast that from the moment he saw her on the main street of the capital of the Xiaoyue Dynasty, he fell in love with this weird and charming girl.

She is unique, unique, and has the most interesting soul. There is no other woman in this world that attracts his sight and mind like her.

Helianduo's inquiry sounded outside the secret room, asking him why he hadn't gone out yet. His beautiful sword eyebrows frowned, and his pretty girlish voice sounded extremely noisy to him.

Song Yiyang closed his eyes tightly, set up a barrier, and then entered a long-term retreat practice.

Only strong enough will one day in the future, he will be able to return to the Jiuxiao Continent and meet the girl that made him dream of.

Even then, she had already been a wife and a mother... "Dongdongdongdong!"

Five months later, Heliando's shouts and knocks sounded again outside the secret room.

Song Yiyang retreated from his cultivation state and his expression became cold.

But soon, words such as Jiuxiao Continent came into his ears.

His narrow peach blossom eyes condensed, and he quickly opened the door of the secret room, rolled out like wind, and approached Helianduo from a high place: "What's wrong with the Jiuxiao Continent!"

Helianduo was startled by his junri and his voice became weaker.

"I mean, the spiritual energy of Jiuxiao Continent disappeared in one day, as if it had been taken away by someone. This low-level continent has now become a mortal continent. You, you can't go back in the future, don't think about going back. How good is our Cangming Continent? The family treats you well and provides you with cultivation resources. Why do you think about that vixen again!"

"The aura disappeared?

Mortal continent?

!”

Song Yi frowned. Things were too unexpected. Jiuxiao Continent was so good, how could it become a mortal continent without spiritual energy?

He naturally knew what the mortal continent meant. For fairness, monks should not step on the mortal continent, otherwise they could destroy the mortal world with a wave of their hand.

Without spiritual energy, the monk will cut off the source of cultivation. Even if he has a large number of spiritual stones, it is impossible for people to practice for the rest of their lives. Besides, without spiritual energy, how can he overcome the tribulation?

His heart sank heavily.

Could it be that he will never see Wushuang again in his life?

She is also talented, and it would be a pity if she ruins her future because of this.

Bang! He turned back to the secret room and closed the door tightly.

No matter how angry Helianduo was outside, he didn't want to pay attention.

He wants to continue his cultivation. Only when he is strong can he find a way to return to the Jiuxiao Continent.

Moreover, he vaguely felt that Wushuang might not be trapped in the Jiuxiao Continent, and that person Long Moshen was very mysterious and powerful. If he had predicted it in advance, he might have taken her out of the Jiuxiao Continent long ago.

He had a premonition that he would definitely see her again.

Four years later.

Song Yiyang no longer goes into seclusion.

Continuing to retreat can no longer make his cultivation improve. He needs experience and insights.

He came out and breathed, and Helianduo came to hear the wind, following him like a candy, talking nonstop.

She likes to say bad things about others the most. Although she has a good identity, she is like the gossips in the countryside. She likes to talk about people's strengths and is extremely gossipy.

Song Yiyang was not happy and had told her clearly that she had no intention of her many times, but she still thought he was right and wrong.

I don't know where she got such a strong sense of superiority.

"Yi Yang, my sister has been crazy these days. She either beats this or scolds that person. She is so scary, like a different person."

"My sister is getting more and more terrifying. Her eyes are so terrifying. Sometimes there is a smile on her face, but her eyes are as gloomy as a ghost. I don't dare to go to her place now."

"Yi Yang, you say, why did my sister become like this now? That was not her fault. All the culprits committed suicide and apologized. No one dared to mention this matter now, but I think her sister seems to be even more gloomy. What should I do if you think I should do?"

Her mouth kept buzzing.

Song Yiyang sneered: “What should I do?

Cool salad!”

What does Helian Qian become have nothing to do with him?

Although he had heard that Helian Qian had drunk the fun of drinking wine and a few men in the garden at the banquet, he never cared about the affairs of the Helian family. His only purpose was to practice.

Helianduo seemed to be used to his coldness and did not lose his temper this time.

At this time, a maid came over and said a few words to her.

She immediately stood up and said with her eyes lit up: "Yi Yang, my sister suddenly went out. She hadn't left the house for six or seven days. She went directly to Liuyue City. It's strange, right? I suspect she was going to find the son of the young emperor!"

"Son of the Shao Emperor?"

Song Yiyang put away his lazy and cold expression.

Because the young emperor of the Qinglong Divine Palace is exactly the same name as someone in the Jiuxiao Continent, although he felt that the guess in his heart was unlikely, it might be related to Wushuang, so he had to care.

His peach blossom eyes flashed slightly, and he asked Helianduo what the young emperor looked like.

Unfortunately, she didn't know that she only knew that the man had been wearing a silver mask, with a cold and ruthless temperament, and never responded to Helian Qian's admiration.

The character matches.

"You continue talking about the son of the young emperor."

Helianduo was very happy to see that he was interested. He always ignored her. Suddenly he talked too much and thought he had made a fool of himself. He poured out his words like a bean.

"Well, I went to my sister's place once, but I accidentally heard the conversation between my sister and my brother. They said that they discovered that the Shao Emperor had a son. Even the two of the Lingxiao Gods clan liked the Shao Emperor's son very much. However, they changed their favor and still didn't know what the Shao Emperor's son looked like. This time my sister suddenly went to Liuyue City. I guess she must have found the Shao Emperor's son, otherwise she would not go out!"

Will that child... be the son of Wushuang and Long Moshen?

He didn't know whether it was joy or sorrow.
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