As soon as Meng Chan finished speaking, the beam of light disappeared immediately, as if it had never appeared before.

No one knows where that column of light came from.

Mengchan also fell from mid-air.

Yan Yuanjiu immediately stepped forward to support him and asked carefully.

Mengchan was silent all the time and only shook her head.

Yan Yuanjiu had no choice but to bring Mengchan back to Tianxin Town first.

However, Mengchan refused to go back to her house with Yan Yuanjiu, and did not want Yan Yuanjiu to heal her wounds.

She chose to leave alone and went to a mountain outside Tianxin Town. She dug a cave in the mountains and chose to retreat.

This retreat lasted for thirteen years.

"Thirteen years?"

Meng Chan looked at Yan Yuanjiu in surprise.

Yan Yuanjiu nodded immediately, looked at Lu Ling, and whispered: "Yes, Miss Lu, you have been away for thirteen years."

"How can I go there for so long? I have only been there for less than half a month!!"

Lu Ling immediately shook his head, looked at Ye Wushuangshu and said, "Is it right?"

Right?"

Ye Wushuang frowned slightly, looked at Yan Yuanjiu, and asked, "The time flow here is different from Jiuyou, right?"

Yan Yuanjiu immediately smiled and nodded, and whispered: "My Immortal Emperor, I'm sure you're aware."

"About the same, the ten years here are just the year of Jiuyou."

Ye Wushuang frowned slightly and said after thinking.

Lu Ling quickly turned his head, looked at Yan Yuanjiu, and whispered: "Then I have been here for six thousand years, why has six thousand years passed in the Nine Netherworld?"

Ye Wushuang frowned slightly, looked at Yan Yuanjiu, and asked, "Yes, Senior Yan, Miss Lu, has indeed disappeared from the Jiuyou World for more than 6,000 years."

"If she had been in hell for more than six thousand years, for Jiuyou, it should have only been six hundred years, right?"

Yan Yuanjiu shook his head slightly and whispered: "Miss Lu Ling's situation is a bit special."

"special?"

Ye Wushuang frowned slightly, looked at Yan Yuanjiu, and asked in a low voice: "What's the special method?"

Yan Yuanjiu smiled slightly and whispered: "Miss Lu is the bloodline of the Saint of Heavenly Heart. The Saint of Heavenly Heart is the messenger of Heaven. Therefore, the time flows on her body is not affected by these laws of space."

"The six thousand years she has been in hell, and the same is true when she returned, it was six thousand years."

Yan Yuanjiu paused, turned his head and looked at Ye Wushuang, and whispered: "And after she went back this time, she met you and contacted you. If I guessed correctly, you have mastered some of the power of the law, right?"

Ye Wushuang looked at Yan Yuanjiu with a little surprise.

Yan Yuanjiu smiled slightly, looked at Ye Wushuang and whispered: "You have mastered the power of the law, and your heart of the Immortal Emperor is still there. Your law is enough to affect the law of time on the Saint of Heavenly Heart."

Hearing this, Lu Ling nodded slightly, looked at Yan Yuanjiu and asked, "According to what you said, if I went back this time and didn't meet Ye Wushuang, for you, thirteen days have passed?"

“Yes.”

Yan Yuanjiu immediately smiled and nodded.

"Actually, when Miss Lu hadn't come back for a year, I had already guessed that you probably met Lord Immortal Emperor."

Yan Yuanjiu looked at Lu Ling and added.

But Lu Ling immediately turned his head, looked at Ye Wushuang angrily and said, "Ye Wushuang! You pay me a reward! You pay me a reward for my thirteen years!"

"Go to play!"

Ye Wushuang glared at her angrily and said, "Blame me?"

It’s not that I forced you to come to me, and you still have some intentions for me, so it’s worth paying some price.” “Take a step back, you are an old witch who has lived for more than 6,000 years. Is this just thirteen years away?”

"you!!"

Lu Ling immediately looked angry, stared at Ye Wushuang, clenched his fists, and cursed: "Okay, Ye Wushuang, you are the old witch! Old pervert, old bastard!!"

"You dare to call me an old witch! You are only the third level of the Immortal King. Do you believe it or not? I can twist your arm off with just a hooked finger!"

Ye Wushuang smiled faintly, took out the green leaves of all things, held them in his palm, and whispered: "I really don't believe it."

"you!"

Lu Ling glanced at the Qingye of Wanxiang and swallowed hard.

Indeed, the Blue Leaf of Vientiane is too magical.

With the green leaves of all things, they can almost be invincible.

The immortal spirit of Jiuyou was defeated by the battle with the Immortal Emperor-level Lin Tianfeng with the All-Eleven Green Leaf.

Instead, his own spiritual energy is constantly being sucked by the backlash of the green leaves of the world and sucked dry.

At that time, there was a Saint of Tianxin who had been studied by Lin Tianfeng for so many years in his hand.

He used the purple gold thunder tribulation to fight against a dead spirit holding the blue leaves of the world, but he did not gain any advantage.

Now, even though Ye Wushuang's cultivation level is not high, he has mastered some of the power of the law.

Even this hell space is a world opened up by Ye Wushuang when he became the Immortal Emperor.

If Ye Wushuang really can realize it, he can change the laws of this world in an instant.

The power of laws should be one of the most powerful fighting methods in this world.

Even though Lu Ling is now at the fifth level of the immortal spirit, he may not be able to gain a advantage in front of Ye Wushuang, who has the power of all things Qingye and the law.

Lu Lingqi slammed off his arm, picked up a big chicken leg from the table, and chewed it hard, as if venting his anger.

Ye Wushuang looked at Lu Ling's appearance with a funny look, shook his head helplessly, and said, "Okay, don't be angry, be serious, it may not be a good thing if you meet me."

"How can it be a good thing!"

Lu Ling looked at Ye Wushuang and burst into tears unconsciously, and said aggrievedly: "I asked Sister Mengchan to wait for me for thirteen years! Thirteen years! If I could come back early, maybe, maybe I could help Sister Mengchan!"

"not necessarily."

Yan Yuanjiu shook his head slightly and whispered: "Not long after you left, Mengchan was shattered by the four demon beasts in her heart, and then she went to seclusion."

"If you really return it within thirteen days, what you see will be the same as now, and it can only be her retreat."

Lu Ling wiped his tears and pouted in grievance.

Ye Wushuang frowned slightly, looked at Yan Yuanjiu, and whispered: "Mengchan, I have been in seclusion for thirteen years, right?"
Chapter completed!