Chapter 1488 Today's hazy tears

Xi Zifeng bit her lower lip and slowly flew towards the spiritual cultivation star ahead with a strong spiritual energy. She closed her eyes without tears.

Her tears have dried up in these eight hundred years.

Slowly, the cultivation level in his body gradually moved, and a soft light spread out from her body. His soul slowly drifted out, turning into a spiritual sense and heading straight for the front of him. There was no cultivation star of mortals or cultivators.

Suddenly, his spiritual consciousness seemed to be connected to the cultivation star. His face was pale and he gritted his teeth hard, and his spiritual consciousness suddenly pulled out!

The cultivation star suddenly echoed with a roar. Its slow rotation was paused when it was pulled by this spiritual consciousness!

But at the moment of his pause, an indescribable force recoiled out and rushed straight to Xizifeng's spiritual sense and stormed hard.

Xi Zifeng spewed out a mouthful of blood. The spiritual consciousness that his soul could not withstand the recoil force, and it tore apart from the middle in an instant!

His face turned pale, his body retreated dozens of feet in a row, his soul spread again, and turned into a spiritual sense to go straight to the cultivation star, pulling it again!

With the violent roar echoing, the violent vibration of the cultivation star showed a faint sign of changing its trajectory, but its counter-shock power was even more violent than before. It erupted under the rumbling sound, and Xi Zifeng's spiritual consciousness was rushed by the explosion of counter-shock and collapsed again!

This collapse caused Xizifeng's spiritual consciousness to collapse inch by inch, and his soul was even more severely injured and rolled back into his body. Blood spurted out from Xizifeng's mouth, and his body trembled as if he was unstable. His face turned gray and even his eyes were dim.

"Useless waste!" With a cold snorting, the middle-aged man from the Leixian Palace envoy took a step forward and directly passed Xizifeng. With a big sleeve, he swung his spiritual sense straight for the cultivation star. As he shouted, the cultivation star shook, slowly broke away from the trajectory he had rotated for countless years.

"Move the Star!" The middle-aged man hugged his hands in a vague way, as if he was holding the cultivation star tightly, and shouted behind him.

Nearly a hundred monks went straight ahead without his instructions when their words came out. Silver threads flashed out, connecting them with the cultivation star, forming a huge silver net, covering the star, and exerting force to pull it.

Only an old man sighed when he walked past Xi Zifeng, took out a bottle of pills from the storage bag and quickly handed them to Xi Zifeng.

"Fellow Daoist Xizi, I was also the Thunder Immortal Realm he brought out back then..." The old man said softly, walking past Xizifeng.

Xi Zifeng silently took the medicine bottle, with gratitude in her eyes. She contained Luo Tian’s precious elixir. After swallowing it, she accelerated her wounds. Over the past eight hundred years, the help of the family family members of Xi’an family had not been brought out of the thunder fairy world by Wang Lin. If it weren’t for these people, Xi Zifeng’s path to practicing Taoism would have been even more difficult.

"What are you doing when you are stunned? You are just here to move stars. Waste is waste. You have a good-looking face and want to destroy it. If you agreed to my request, how could you come today?" The middle-aged man from the envoy of the Thunder Immortal Palace sneered.

"Master Envoy, Fellow Daoist Xizi has also joined the Leixian Palace. Although his cultivation level is not enough, his identity is the same as me. She has shaken many cultivation stars before and has not healed. Why do you have to be aggressive? Let her take some care of her? Could it be that she can't do it!" The old man who gave the medicine before could not help but refute.

The middle-aged man's eyes flashed and he looked at the old man talking.

"This messenger wants you to point fingers when doing things!"

The old man's cultivation level was only at the beginning of Nirvana. He was stared at by the middle-aged man's eyes and immediately felt a huge pressure coming to his face, but the old man gritted his teeth and looked up, sneering.

"You should also know now that fellow Taoist Xizi fell in love with him back then. When he was there, you dared to do this!"

As soon as this said, a fierce light suddenly appeared in the middle-aged monk's eyes, and his mind was even more shocked. He naturally knew who the other party was talking about. The momentum of the man back then in the battle of sealing immortals was only in the Yangshi realm, and he had to look up at him.

He didn't dare to feel disrespectful in front of that person at all. Especially in the battle of the Alliance Star Domain, that person completely rose up and became famous in the two major star domains of the Luotian Alliance, with great reputation. In front of him, the middle-aged monk considered himself like an ant.

"He has left long ago, and it is possible that he is even dead..." Before the middle-aged man could finish his words, the old man interrupted with a sneer.

"What if I come back!"

This sentence made the middle-aged man silent. After a long time, he snorted coldly, shook his sleeves and shouted: "Don't say much, Xizifeng, and you, go and move the stars quickly!"

The old man glanced at the middle-aged man, stopped talking, and joined the monk who moved the stars.

Xi Zifeng was silent all the time, gave up continuing to heal her wounds, walked forward silently, gritted her teeth and split her spiritual sense into silver threads, pulling the cultivation star, and slowly flew forward with everyone.

The middle-aged man was at the front, his expression was gloomy, and he was disturbed by the old man's words.

"What if I come back..." This sentence surrounds his ears and will not disperse for a long time.

A group of nearly a hundred people flew forward slowly under the roar of the movement of the cultivation star, gradually moving further and further.

But not long after, a figure in white appeared in the starry sky ahead of these people. The figure in white was floating with white hair, and slowly walked forward in the starry sky.

It seemed slow, but in fact, every step it took, it crossed the endless starry sky. In the eyes of everyone, it was just a white shadow, and a feeling that almost made people suffocate as if pressing down a mountain suddenly broke out. In an instant, the feeling disappeared, and the white shadow disappeared in front of everyone.

All this happened in an instant, so fast that it seemed impossible to even react, as if it were an illusion.

Everyone was shocked and their eyes were shocked, especially the middle-aged man in front of him, who was stunned for a moment and was shocked.

But before they could wake up from the shock, they could clearly hear a light sound, as if they were slowly coming from the starry sky.

The sound fell into everyone's ears, and the minds of nearly a hundred monks roared again, and their faces changed drastically, and they all retreated together.

Xi Zifeng's whole body trembled. Although the sound was only a light eh, it fell into her ears, as if the heaven and earth were collapsed, making her mind tremble strongly.

She subconsciously wanted to raise her head, but she held it back, lowered her head deeper, and when she retreated, she hid among the monks. An indescribable emotion made her see not far away.

As the light ejaculation echoed, the figure in white clothes that had left and disappeared suddenly appeared again in the starry sky in front of everyone, and his eyes swept towards them!

Under this gaze, no one could see the other person clearly, as if this man in white was like a sun, shining brightly, making people afraid to look at him.

The middle-aged man at the front was even more heartbroken. Under this gaze, everything seemed to have stopped. Even his soul was deeply suppressed in his body, and he did not dare to move at all.

It seemed as if this gaze was like substance, jammed his neck and his soul. As long as the other party had a thought, his body would explode and his soul would be wiped out directly!

This is an existence beyond their understanding!

"Previous...Senior..." The middle-aged man had the highest cultivation level, but he was also the closest to the figure in white. At this moment, his head was lowered and his body softened. He actually knelt directly in the starry sky, his voice trembling, as if he was about to say something.

This figure in white is Wang Lin!

Wang Lin didn't care about these monks at first, but in a flash, he seemed to feel a person among these monks... a woman he had met and had a crush on him...

If this woman was the same as before, Wang Lin would not have stopped, but everything he saw made Wang Lin feel pain in his heart. Under his eyes, the group of monks in front had all disappeared, leaving only the woman who was about to hide, lowered her head, and had a pale face and a trembling body...

Looking at the woman, although she lowered her head, she could still clearly see hideous scars everywhere, and Wang Lin was silent there.

Xi Zifeng bit her lower lip. For eight hundred years, she thought that her tears had dried up and she had never been there again. But today, at this moment, there were still two lines of clear tears in the corner of her eyes, which were cut across her cheeks, but they were not straight, but flowed into the deep scars like gullies on her cheeks, and their direction was changed...

She wanted to hide, but she didn't want the other party to see her. This was a very complicated emotion, which was very different from her back then...

She would rather grow old alone until death comes than let that person see it in such a situation with her ugly face...

Tears shed more. She lowered her head deeply, and subconsciously retreated, retreated, and retreated... hid at the end of the world, hid at the end of the starry sky, hid in a place where people could not see, silently touching her memory... silently wiped away the tears that had forgotten.

"...Xizifeng...I am Wang Lin..." Wang Lin looked at the middle-aged woman who was retreating and spoke softly. He forgot which year, month, and day, under his bright face, a pretty face with a smile, looked at himself in the crowd...

It slowly grew old, slowly sad, staring at his face.

The moment he said his name, nearly a hundred monks all trembled, especially the middle-aged monk at the front, which instantly faded away all his blood. It seemed that even his heart stopped beating, and even his soul collapsed under this sentence. The soul was split into pieces due to this name and his soul was scattered!

Wang Lin!!

A name that was once famous in Luotian!
Chapter completed!