Yuwen Zhouyuan didn't seem to hear these people's words and kept walking forward. Bai Suya's figure kept reappearing in his mind, as well as Suiya's unyielding and complicated look when they just left. His heart was full of

It's pain.

There are not many delicate women in the world, but the two women he knows are very pitiable. One is selfless and generous, the other is stupid.

They all express a character to the extreme, but women like this have a tragic fate.

More than a dozen experts from the Winged Clan forced themselves towards Yuwen Zhouyuan.

"What's going on? Why do I feel so inexplicably sad? It seems like something happened that makes me heartbroken." Suddenly, the person at the front said with a sad expression, tears constantly flowing from his eyes.

"Me too, what's going on?" another person said.

Although they already felt something was wrong, the greed in their hearts still defeated their reason. They did not stop and walked forward thinking about Yuwen Zhouyuan.

In one breath, more than a dozen experts shed tears, their faces full of sadness, and they could not control their emotional fluctuations at all.

After another breath, these people stopped at the same time. Each of them had sad expressions, as if they were completely frozen. They stood quietly without saying a word.

Yuwen Zhouyuan's figure gradually faded away, leaving only an endless air of sadness.

After a while, these people were blown away by the wind like sand sculptures, turned into dust, and disappeared between heaven and earth.

...

Along the way he came, Yuwen Zhouyuan walked quietly. There was no world in his eyes, and no passers-by. In his eyes, there was only the scene when Bai Suya disappeared. When she left, she still had unfulfilled wishes.

Returned with regret.

Despite walking for such a long time, the sadness in Yuwen Zhouyuan's heart could not be erased, like a seed that had sprouted.

Yuwen Zhouyuan is like a lonely traveler walking quietly alone, feeling the loneliness and savoring the sadness.

He walked and walked, walked and walked, and he didn't know how long it took. He was tired, not only physically but also psychologically.

Along the way, relying entirely on instinct, how could he not be tired? He was always thinking about Bai Suya, thinking of her, how could he not be tired?

On a stone bench under a tree on the roadside, Yuwen Zhouyuan slowly sat down, sighed slightly, and slowly closed his eyes. After a while, he fell into a deep sleep, even though he was already sleeping on the stone bench.

He looked up, but his brows did not relax, but were filled with deep sorrow.

For about a moment, the space in front of Yuwen Zhouyuan shook slightly, and a woman wearing a pink dress suddenly appeared. This woman had black hair, unusually delicate and attractive eyebrows, and was as bright and fragrant as flowers.

She walked slowly in front of Yuwen Zhouyuan, bent down slightly, stretched out a pair of slender white jade hands, and held Yuwen Zhouyuan's face full of vicissitudes of life, with a look of pity and some distress in her eyes.

"Why are you doing this! Do you know that your behavior will make more women feel sorry for you? It's hard to explain love. We are destined, so let me take care of you for a while!" the woman said softly.

.

A magnificent light flashed across the woman's body, and Yuwen Zhouyuan and her figure on the stone bench disappeared.

On the Fuso Flower Island, the girls were extremely worried about Yuwen Zhouyuan. Although they knew that Yuwen Zhouyuan was powerful, he was deeply hurt on the top of Tianzhu Mountain. Who knows what his condition is now.

"Zhou Yuan has been missing for half a year, and I don't know where he is now." Nangong Dai sighed slightly and said, her beautiful eyes full of worry.

The same goes for Ye Youhan, Yang Liuqing and other girls sitting opposite Nangong Dai.

During this period of time, they have worked extra hard to do what they should do, and the strength of everyone in Fusohua Island has continued to increase.

The fall of Bai Suya made each of them feel suffocated. It was precisely because of this that they supported their continuous struggle to take care of the entire Fusang Flower Island Domain for Yuwen Zhouyuan.

Of course, when they were dealing with the affairs of Fusohua Island Domain, they also sent people outside to inquire about Yuwen Zhouyuan's traces. They wanted to know Yuwen Zhouyuan's current situation.

Unfortunately, there is no result. This is the first time that the girls have gathered together. Each of them is extremely worried about Yuwen Zhouyuan and wants to get news about Yuwen Zhouyuan from Yang Liuqing and Nangong Dai.

After all, Yang Liuqing and Nangong Dai specialize in foreign intelligence.

"Chi." A red light flew in from outside.

Yang Liuqing raised his hand to catch the red light, and then the red light turned into a transmission talisman. This transmission talisman was actually a high-level sound symbol that could transmit images.

"Sister Qing, take a look at what is coming from this audio-visual symbol? Could it be news from Brother Zhou Yuan?" Yuwen said to Anhui.

"Okay!" Yang Liuqing agreed, and as soon as he hit the spell in his hand, the audio and video symbols exploded, and then an image appeared in front of everyone.

I saw that it was an image of Yu Wen Zhouyuan. The background of the image was a remote street. On this street, Yu Wen Zhouyuan's long gray hair shawl danced casually. His face was full of wind, frost and melancholy, and he had an unkempt beard. He had something to say.

He was so miserable and embarrassed that if he hadn't been familiar with Yuwen Zhouyuan, no one would have recognized him as Yuwen Zhouyuan.

"No, I can't watch Zhou Yuan torture myself like this." Xing Luoye, who has a more impulsive and impatient personality, said first, then turned his attention to Yang Liuqing, "Qing'er, where is Zhou Yuan now?"

"I don't know either. This is an image sent back by our Eight Ghost Hall disciples who are out there. He thought this person looked a bit like Zhou Yuan, so he sent it to me. He had already taken this image yesterday." Willow Face

There was a hint of distress and worry on his face.

"Judging from the background of this image, Zhou Yuan must still be in Xiliang Sanctuary. Even if we turn Xiliang Sanctuary upside down, we still have to find him." Yuwen Xiangwan showed a look of determination on his face.

"Sister Wan'er, let's forget it! If we do this, I'm afraid the whole Xiliang will know that Zhou Yuan is outside. If we do this, Yuwen Zhouyuan will be too dangerous. What's more, even if we find Zhou Yuan, it will be useless.

If the knot in his heart cannot be untied, he will not be happy." At this time, Ye Youhan said, with a trace of worry and helplessness on her face.

"You Han is right. We can only wait now. In fact, this is good news. At least we know that Zhou Yuan is fine." Yang Liuqing also said.

After hearing what Ye Youhan and Yang Liuqing said, the girls fell into silence, and they were all thinking about their words quietly.

Finally, after some discussion, they planned to send some loyal people to secretly check Yuwen Zhouyuan's traces, and at the same time protect him secretly and keep track of Yuwen Zhouyuan's every move.

There is no other way to do this. After all, Yuwen Zhouyuan is not in a good state at this time, and it is reasonable to worry about his safety.

For half a year, the Xiliang Holy Territory was peaceful, but as expected, the forces were divided into two camps. One camp was the Fusohua Island Territory headed by Yuwen Zhouyuan, and the other camp was the Dragon Alliance headed by Wang Tianlin.

alliance.

What happened on the top of Tianzhu Mountain has not spread. No one except the person involved knows what happened.

Of course, the collapse of many peaks near Tianzhu Mountain has attracted people's attention. Judging from the unprecedented devastation, it is not difficult to infer that there were masters who fought, but no one guessed the battle.

Grand sadness.

In that battle, Wang Tianlin was insulted again, and it cost him an arm. Except for the pseudo-immortal realm and two late-stage True Saints who survived, half of the thirty masters died in that battle.

Bai Suya was unfortunately killed in that battle. Yuwen Zhouyuan was overly sad. In an instant, his long gray hair grew out. No one knew about this kind of thing. They thought that the Dragon Alliance and the Fuso Flower Island Domain just had different positions, but they both

It's for the world of cultivation.

If everyone knew that the two forces were now mortal enemies, I don't know how they would feel.

In the past six months, the younger generation of masters are still fighting against the younger generation of masters from foreign races. The older generation of masters seem to have withdrawn from the stage of history, leaving all opportunities to the younger generation.

Masters are emerging among the younger generation, and the Fusohua Island Domain also occupies a lot of places, but they are mainly at the fourth level and fifth level of the True Emperor Peak. There are not many people from other realms. On the other hand, the number of people in the Dragon Alliance Alliance is

There are many people.

At present, the Dragon Alliance is indeed stronger than the Fuso Flower Island Domain. After all, they have the powerful support of the eight domains of the human race, the demon race and the ten lands, as well as the masters Wang Tianlin brought back from the fairy world. They have powerful skills and

Kung Fu, as well as countless other methods, it is reasonable for the younger generation of masters to occupy a large number of people.

...

In the deep sea, in a space opened up, there are palaces. These palaces look like flowers. In all places except the palaces, there are countless flowers, vying for beauty, and the fragrance is filled, as if this is a sea of ​​flowers.

In a palace located on top of a huge flower petal, Yuwen Zhouyuan was lying quietly on a pink bed. Judging from the layout and color of the room and the patterns composed of various petals, it was known that this was a woman.

room.

At this time, Yuwen Zhouyuan had put on a white robe with a blue auspicious cloud pattern on the background. The beard stubble on his face had disappeared. Although there was still a touch of sadness between his eyebrows, he looked better than before.

Much better.

In the past, Yuwen Zhouyuan looked like a beggar, with an aura of sadness exuding from his whole body, but now that aura is gone.

Lying in the pink curtain, Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyelids moved slightly, and then he opened his eyes. He was slightly startled, and then looked around, with a trace of doubt in his eyes. He didn't know how he suddenly appeared here.

here.

With a sweep of his divine consciousness, everything here appeared in his mind.

"Flower Immortal Palace? Where?" Yuwen Zhouyuan said to himself.
Chapter completed!