"In addition, don't forget that this little guy named Xiao Xuan is our hero. Without him, all of us would not have been alive today."

"He will be the best disciple of my Holy Star in history, unprecedented, and perhaps, will be the last one."

The news of the resurrection of the remnants of natural disasters soon became like locusts passing through the border, sweeping away, and the entire star field was shocked.

However, when they learned how the three demon saints fell, their eyes stagnated, their minds trembled, and they couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

Who would have thought that the one who destroyed the Three Demon Saints was actually an ordinary disciple of Mingyang, a mere four-star card emperor?

Although he had disappeared with the war, he disappeared with the Three Demon Saints and was buried in the long river of history.

However, I'm afraid that all the star card masters in the star field will not forget that there was once a young man who turned the world around.

Once the red clouds rise, the people's lives have been robbed for ten years.

Although the Three Demon Saints have fallen, they have given other holy stars a huge reminder. Perhaps, there are remnants of natural disasters dormant around them?

…

One year later.

It is another new year, and there are young and vivid figures in the holy stars.

That ignorant look was just like Xiao Xuan who first entered the world.

The world is like an inn. Some people come, some people leave, some people come and go, and some people come and go again.

The only thing that is similar is that everyone has a world of martial arts in their hearts.

Zixing, Ziyun Palace.

The former Ziyun Palace has disappeared, but has become a forbidden area.

There were many guards around the forbidden area, and at the dark corners, there were hidden and powerful auras sweeping across the dark corners.

In the forbidden area, there is a statue, which is a young man.

The boy looked a little thin, with a faint smile on his lips, and between his fingers, he was pinching a star card with shining light.

Although it is just a statue, it has a touching temperament. It feels like even if the world is about to fall, he can turn the tide and make arbitrary decision.

All those who come to the inner star will come to pay tribute to this statue, which almost became a ceremony.

Just like all those who come to the inner star will be curious about the white hair of the Holy Lord.

At this time, outside the forbidden area, in front of the statue, many new students looked at the statue and chattered non-stop.

"I heard that this is the newcomer Wang Xiao Xuan from the last alien election, who is very powerful."

"How powerful is it? Is it even better than our newcomer Mu Ling'er?"

"Hehe, our newcomer king is amazing. He is the four-star card king!"

"Four-star Ka Emperor? Compared to Xiao Xuan? I laughed."

"You newcomers are really newbies. Go back and find out what Big Boss Xiao Xuan's record..."

At this moment, dense crowds suddenly spread out to both sides like a tide.

Everyone looked up and saw a beautiful girl with a slender figure, stepping out of the crowd with slender legs.

Seeing this beautiful girl, everyone was silent and silent, but those eyes became hot.

That was their senior sister Ziqing, the goddess in the hearts of countless people.

This year, many people have plucked up the courage and respected their outstanding talents to pursue her.

But for some reason, it was over before it even started.

Liu Qing stopped and stood, quietly looking at the statue inside through the barrier, his jade nose was sore, and a bitter smile appeared on his pretty face.

"You fool, you always want to be a hero. Now you have a statue left. What's the point?"

"Hehe, Liu Qing, come to see Xiao Xuan again." At this moment, Zhao Qiuzhu walked over.

Seeing Zhao Qiuzhu, many newcomers were even more shocked. What kind of identity is Xiao Xuan that can actually make the elder and Liu Qing worry?

Liu Qing nodded slightly, saluted respectfully, and murmured: "Elder, do you think he is really leaving?"

Zhao Qiuzhu stared at the statue, silent and silent.

Mingyang, holy land, Tianchi.

In the Tianchi Lake, the rich source energy surged, perhaps because it was too rich, and it looked like a foot of fresh water.

This is the greatest fortune of the holy star. Even the Seven Sons of the Mingyang are not qualified to enjoy the fortune here.

However, at this time, a dragon bone was floating in the center of Tianchi, quietly occupying all this.

The rolling source air poured into the keel. Although the keel was absorbed, there was no change at all.

It is still dull, like a dead tree.

Snowflakes are flying.

Yan Wangqing held a small red floral umbrella and stopped among the snowflakes.

She looked at the keel floating in the Tianchi Lake, and a bitterness ejaculated on the corner of her mouth. Why did she look forward to an answer even though she knew there was no result?

Over the past year, she has been to many places, looking for a way to resurrection, leaving in hope, and returning in disappointment.

This year, she has been to the eight desolates of Liuhe and Eight Desolates, and has traveled through the nine heavens and ten earths, but she can't find an answer.

This year, she sat firmly on the throne of the Holy Lord, and no one dared to refuse to follow the Holy Star.

"So what if you have the power in the world?" Yan Wangqing felt a little excited and said to herself: "Can you change it back?"

Whenever the sun sets, she will come here and tell her feelings to the dragon bones recently, knowing that no one is listening.

Maybe she was used to being with him all day long, even if he had completely disappeared, she still had fantasies.

Still feel.

Maybe, suddenly one day, you will appear here again.

So she couldn't help but turn around, but behind her was empty.

Seeing this, she couldn't help laughing, her smile was bitter, and she picked up the aged wine and poured it all over. This wine used to be warm, but now it is colder than the wind and snow.

The jade finger stretched out, feeling the cold touch of the snowflakes landing on the fingertips, and a little complex color appeared in her beautiful eyes.

"The snow of Mingyang has fallen again."

"And I will never see you again."

The fine snow covered my eyebrows and eyes, and the coldness was already in my bones.

"Master, who are you waiting for?"

Accompanied by a tiny sound of footsteps, a slightly crisp and tender voice quietly sounded behind him.

He was a girl with pink makeup and jade, the newcomer king this year, and she just accepted the little apprentice, named Mu Ling'er.

Yan Wangqing shook her head and said lightly: "No one has waited, and no one will come."

Hearing this, Mu Yunxi became more and more confused. She turned her head, scratched her head, and said, "Then, you have not thought of going to see other places for so long?"

In my memory, the master came to Tianchi when he had free time and had never been to any other place.

Yan Wangqing gently twisted the snowflakes on her fingertips, her expression was stunned, her red lips slightly opened, and she slowly said, "I'm afraid I will turn around..."

"Even you are gone."

I dare not be deeply in love, and I am afraid of a big dream.

I dare not count the entire hexagram and fear that the way of heaven is impermanent.
Chapter completed!