Ye Long made a louder hissing sound: "Aoah..."

Standing below, Ai Muli, as told by the Spirit of the Sword, luckily lifted up a ball of articulation, gathered the articulation in his hand into a ball, and then pushed it upwards and aimed at Ye Long.

As soon as the art energy touched Ye Longxi's body, it made a loud noise, and the entire valley was shaken.

Immediately, Ai Muli saw a fire burning on Ye Longxi's body.

In the surging fire, a huge phoenix flying spread its wings rushed out of the flames.[

It circled in the sky and made a crisp whirring sound.

The sound is moving, the posture is elegant, the beauty is extremely dazzling and colorful.

This reminded Ai Muli of the beautiful and lonely immortal bird in the desert.

Every five hundred years, the **** is ashes, and is reborn from the ashes, and is constantly circulated, thus living forever!

It seems that Ye Long is clear and Nirvana, the phoenix is ​​reborn in the fire, and the curse is untied!!

Ai Muli wanted to turn around and look at Baili Shangxie standing on the other side, and to see if there were any blood-colored tears on his face.

But the red light radiated from the sky was too strong, and she couldn't see clearly, standing opposite Baili Shangxie's face.

After a few weeks of circling in the air, the phoenix suddenly became bigger and bigger, and its huge body almost covered the entire sandy mountain.

As it grows bigger, it also becomes more transparent, like a transparent red gas.

The transparent red gas suddenly pressed down toward the ground.

Just as he was about to press himself, Ai Muli subconsciously raised his hands to stop him, and Baili Shangxie on the other side also had the same movement.

But the two found that their hands were passing through the transparent phoenix.

I saw the transparent phoenix continue to press down, soaking the entire surface and emitting a huge red light.

Unable to withstand such a strong red light, Ai Muli subconsciously closed her eyes, and drew in her mind, and suddenly the sound of the magic spirit sounded: "The dragon vein has been resolved, your dream is in the tears of the sun. As long as you use magic energy to the sun's tears, the sun's tears will give you the dream..."

"Story Spirit!" Ai Muli shouted loudly and opened her eyes suddenly.

The strong red light had dissipated, everything returned to its original state, as if nothing had happened.

Art Spirit! Ai Muli closed his eyes again and sensed the art Spirit's breath with his heart.

No, nothing!

The magic spirit left and disappeared like this![

It was said to have disappeared, but in fact it did not disappear. It still exists in her body.

But I can never remember it once was the soul of Shaohua, nor can I remember everything that happened to her!

Ai Muli stretched out her hand and held the tears of the sun that contained her dream.

His eyes were fixedly looking at Baili Shangxie standing opposite him. The confusing red blood mole disappeared on his fair face.

He also looked at her with a steady look, his ink hair flying, his red robe swaying, and his clothes and robe horns flew with the wind, like a goshawk soaring in the wind, erecting his backbone that could not bend even if it was a storm, standing like a god!

Stepping towards her, he reached out to hold her in his arms, tightly!

Ai Muli buried her head in his arms, breathing deeply and giggling.

Suddenly, Baili Shangxie grabbed his shoulders and evacuated him. A cold lips suddenly covered him. Ai Muli also reached out to hug her. The two hugged each other and kissed deeply...

The snow pythons and snakes under the valley covered their eyes with their tails embarrassedly.

After a long kiss, my lips slowly separated.
Chapter completed!