Wang Lin left, took Zhou Ru away, and took away the entangled complexity between Liu Mei. He buried the scenes of the memory and the past in his heart, and never wanted to touch it.

Mu Bingmei finally didn't go to see Wang Ping. Wang Lin didn't want to guess, nor did he guess. The figure who turned around and left seemed to be a sky curtain that separates him from her into two worlds. As the formation opened, it seemed that the distance between this world was getting farther and farther, so far that even a dream seemed to be unable to extend.

If the farthest distance in this world is not life and death, but forgetting, then at the moment, the farthest distance between Wang Lin and Mu Bingmei seems to have been shortened, and even farther than that, it is impossible to forget...

I want to forget, I can’t forget, and I want to search, but I have no road left. All I have left is the years when flowers bloom and fall. In an instant, the eternity of darkness and dawn is flowing silently and alternately.

Mu Bingmei quietly looked at the formation opening, and the light was dazzling, and the tears gradually disappeared. She wanted to see Wang Ping, touch the child's body, and hugged it in her arms...

But she can't...more, she dare not.

Her heart of Tao had a flaw because of her eyebrows. She should have cut off everything and drove it out of her heart. Although in that case, the heart of Tao would not be perfect, there would be no flaws.

But once she saw Wang Ping, Mu Bingmei didn't know what would happen to her. Will the Taoist heart be completely fulfilled or collapsed? She didn't know...

If her life belongs to her, perhaps she would go on without hesitation, whether it is right or wrong. However, as the Saint of Kunxu, her life often does not belong to her.

"Let it all... end like this..." Mu Bingmei bit her lower lip, turned around and walked slowly to the distance. Her back seemed to be even more lonely than Wang Lin.

The sky is blue, and Mu Bingmei's heart seems to have become blue, with a very strong tone, just like the distance.

The starry sky is black, and the bright nebula in the distance seems to be unable to extend the starlight, covering Wang Lin's heart of pain. He can only let the pain permeate in this starry sky and flood the whole body.

"It hurts, maybe it won't hurt."

He sent Zhou Ru away to Xinyujie. In Zhou Ru's reluctance to leave, Wang Lin touched her head and showed a kind smile on his face, as if he was back in the past. He brought a girl and raised her slowly, gradually feeling like a father.

When Wang Lin saw Zhou Ru, he would think of Wang Ping and Li Muwan.

"Be obedient here, don't waste your cultivation. You... have grown up too." Wang Lin looked at the graceful girl in front of him, and his eyes were even more kind.

"Uncle..." Zhou Ru seemed to be made of water, and tears couldn't stop flowing down her face. Just like when she was a child, she grabbed Wang Lin's corner of her clothes tightly, as if she was afraid that Wang Lin would never come back once she let go.

"Uncle doesn't know whether it's right or wrong to bring you here. It's just that when you are with Mu Bingmei, uncle won't feel at ease and will have concerns."

He gradually covered up the pain in his heart. Wang Lin glanced at Zhou Ru gently. This child had accompanied him for many years.

"If... Uncle never comes back after leaving, Xiao Ru'er, you can go and find your master." Wang Lin closed his eyes, turned around when he opened it, and the corner of his clothes was pulled out of Zhou Ru's hand, turning into style, and moving away in Zhou Ru's eyes.

"Uncle..." Zhou Ru's tears wet her clothes. Hu Juan, who was standing behind her, sighed softly, took Zhou Ru's hand, and said softly: "Your uncle will come back."

In the eastern part of the Alliance Star Domain, within the scope of the Four Saints Sects, with the return of the Qinglong Holy Emperor, a powerful integration was immediately carried out. The Four Saints Sects turned into one sect and were not separated alone.

After that, there will be no other four saints and holy emperors, only one, named Saint!

There were great differences in the four Saint Sects regarding the integration of the Qinglong Saint Lord, but under the strong cultivation level of the Qinglong Saint Lord, all the voices of opposition disappeared.

The ancient holy weapons of Xuanwu Holy Sect and the *** Holy Sect will not be kept in the hands of these two sects, but will be in the hands of the Qinglong Saint Lord. The methods of using holy weapons and the cultivation formulas of each holy sect have no secrets as the changes of the four holy sects.

When Wang Lin appeared in the east of the alliance, it was not long after the Four Saints Sects completed the integration. As soon as he appeared, he was immediately discovered by the Qinglong Saint Clan.

Wang Lin looked calmly at a group of patrolling monks from the Qinglong Holy Sect ahead, and his eyes swept over, and the monks immediately lowered their heads. Wang Lin did not speak, but walked forward slowly, walked past these people, and gradually moved away.

Until he left, the patrol monks of the Qinglong Holy Sect looked at each other, and immediately one of them took out the jade slip and quickly notified the elder of the disappearance.

"He is no longer the Holy Emperor, why should he be polite to him!" Some of the monks in this patrol patrol whispered in dissatisfaction.

As soon as he returned to the east of the alliance, Wang Lin realized that the atmosphere was very strange. He walked along the way, and all the monks of the Four Saint Sects who saw him had strange expressions, but no one stopped him.

Soon, a red star field appeared in front of him, which was where the Suzaku Holy Sect was located. However, the moment he was about to step into it, he paused and turned to look at the starry sky behind him.

Several long rainbows roared and turned into seven people in front of Wang Lin. Among these seven people, two were Zhuque, one was ***, and four were Qinglong. They were all elders and had good cultivation.

Wang Lin's eyes were calm. He was familiar with these seven people, all of whom were involved in saving the Saint Emperor of the Green Dragon. Seeing Wang Lin, the two elders of the Saint of Suzaku Sect looked a little ashamed and avoided their gaze.

"Wang Lin, the Lord of Qinglong is welcome!" The speaker was an elder of the Lord of Qinglong Holy Sect. The man looked at Wang Lin with apologies. He didn't understand why the Holy Emperor had made those series of actions after he came back, but he was not qualified to stop him and could only agree.

"I'm still safe to stay in the Suzaku Holy Sect!" Wang Lin said slowly. As soon as he heard the old man in front of him, he immediately had speculation in his heart.

This person does not call himself the Holy Emperor, probably because the Green Dragon Saint Emperor said something, but the strange thing is the name of the Holy Lord. Combined with the strangeness he saw along the way, Wang Lin's eyes showed caution.

"They are all safe." The answer to Wang Lin was an elder of the Suzaku Holy Sect.

Wang Lin glanced at the elder and remembered that this person was the one who asked him what he would do to become the Holy Queen. He nodded and did not speak, but turned around and stepped into the Burning Star Domain.

The Qinglong elders frowned and stepped directly into the Burning Star Domain in a flash.

"Wang Lin, the Lord of the Qinglong Saint will let you see you!" The elder of the Qinglong Saint Sect who spoke was a little heavy, and he chased into the Burning Star Domain and drank it immediately.

Wang Lin ignored it, but after entering the Burning Star Domain, his spiritual consciousness immediately dispersed and swept out wildly with the flames here. His body even stepped and shrank into an inch. With a few flashes, he dispersed his spiritual consciousness at different locations, spreading the Burning Star Domain all over.

But no trace of Datou and others was found. Wang Lin's expression suddenly became gloomy. When he turned around, his eyes flashed with cold light, and he looked at the seven old men who were chasing him.

"Where are they?" Wang Lin stared at the seven people and quickly calmed down. He knew that anger could not solve the problem at this moment, and he had to calm down.

"Wang Lin, as a member of my four saint clan, the Saint Lord wants to see you, may I still say that I will not succeed for the third time!" The old man of the Qinglong Saint Sect who spoke was gloomy. If he had not been concerned about Wang Lin's previous identity, the grace of the old Saint Emperor Zhuque in his heart for countless years would have already taken action.

"If there is no me, the Saint of the Green Dragon in your mouth is still sealed in the rain world!" Wang Lin said slowly.

"You..." The elder of the Qinglong Holy Sect stared at Wang Lin, his face even more gloomy.

"If it weren't for the Old Saint Emperor of Suzaku, even your Qinglong Holy Sect would have disappeared long ago. If the Qinglong Holy Emperor wanted to see me, let him come by himself!" Wang Lin would never step out of this burning star field. The flames here are surging. If he uses his cultivation level, he can increase his power.

The Green Dragon Elder laughed in anger, but the rest of the people next to him fell silent.

"I admire this matter very much." At this moment, a vicissitudes of life came from the world. The sound seemed to contain magical powers. As soon as it fell, the flames burning in the star field seemed to pause.

The seven elders immediately looked solemn, retreated one after another, clasped their fists and said in unison: "See the Holy Lord."

Pieces of green light suddenly emerged from the world. As they condensed rapidly, the flames around seemed to be stirred by a pair of big hands, spreading out to the surroundings, revealing a gap.

In this void, the green light condensed together, revealing the figure of the Qinglong Holy Emperor.

Compared with the previous embarrassment in the rain world, the Qinglong Holy Emperor seemed to have changed into another person, with a flash of blue robe flashing, with his hands on his back, a shocking pressure spread out and covering the surroundings.

"You are here this time, probably to return the ancient holy weapon, please bring it." The Qinglong Saint Emperor stretched out his hand and looked at Wang Lin calmly. There was no emotional color in his eyes, but a coldness.

"Where is my friend!" Wang Lin took a few steps back and looked at the Qinglong Holy Emperor. Under his pressure, he had the illusion that his whole body seemed to collapse, but he forced himself to hold it back.

The Qinglong Holy Emperor smiled slightly, but this smile was extremely cold.

"I didn't make things difficult for them. There was a stone rock star outside the Four Holy Sects, and all the outsiders were sent there."
Chapter completed!