Chapter 682 (1/2)

If someone comes up to you and says solemnly when you're going to die, what's your reaction?

”Get out of here,” the dead wood said in a cold voice

No one will take this matter seriously. Who can say clearly about life?

But the future will not lie.

Mu Yu quietly takes out the jade pendant which symbolizes the identity of the array clan's inborn disciple. At that time, the spirit of blood jade and ink crystal will be exhausted, and the soul fixing array will soon collapse. It is the array Tiandao that transfers all the arrays in the blood jade crystal to the jade pendant.

It's a pity that the images left by the dead wood have been destroyed last time. Otherwise, it's quite convincing evidence, but in fact, the broken soul inside has already explained everything.

”In this jade pendant, there is an array called soul fixing array. It was invented by you. There is a soul sleeping in it.”

Muyu pressed his lips tightly. He put his spiritual power into the soul fixing array. He saw the old man's soul still with cracks in his chest. Then he looked at the stubborn old man in front of him. His mood was very complicated.

Dad is a pity in his heart.

Muyu took a deep look at the dead wood and continued, ”sleeping in my father's soul.”

The dead wood looked at the wooden feather coldly, not moved.

”You'll see if I'm lying. I'll give it to you. If you don't like it, I can throw my anger on me at will, but please don't break it, because it's really important to me

Muyu is very afraid that the dead wood will directly destroy the jade pendant after receiving it, so he hesitates and dare not take the risk. However, the soul fixing array became the only evidence to prove that he came from the future. He could only do so if he wanted to get the help of the dead wood father in front of him.

Withered wood's eyes fell on the jade pendant. As a powerful array master, he could see at a glance that the jade pendant was extraordinary, and the array patterns contained in it were quite powerful and even familiar.

That feeling really surprised him a little.

He hesitated for a moment, and finally took over the jade pendant. But Muyu took the dead wood's hand again and seriously stressed: ”this thing is really important to me. You can dispose of me at will, but don't destroy it.”

Withered wood frowns, staring at Mu Yu's hand, and then looking at Mu Yu, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

”If you don't let me see it, take it back.” The dead wood said faintly.

Mu Yu slowly released the dead wood's hand. He was still worried. Once the jade pendant was destroyed, everything would be destroyed.

The withered wood's hands were full of blue light, and he put his spiritual power into the jade pendant. Then he saw another self in the soul fixing array.

It's a strange feeling that one sees one's soul trapped in an array, just like seeing another dead self.

And that soul chest crack is startling, let him also feel a palpitation.

No one wants to see his own death, because when a person knows the end in advance, he will no longer have any expectations for the next life.

Originally, a person is full of hope for life, but suddenly death tells you that you will die in two years, so will the next thing become self abandoning?

Muyu knows that everything will return to its original state after leaving this time and space, but the dead wood doesn't know. These things are normal for the dead wood now.

The withered wood's chest heaved and his face began to sway. He is one of the most powerful array masters in the cultivation world. No one understands what the array means and whether the soul in the array is true.

A long silence.

”How did he die?” The voice of the dead wood suddenly became very calm, as if asking a simple thing.

”Do you believe me now?” Mu Yu asked.

The dead wood did not answer Mu Yu directly, but repeated, ”how did he die?”

Mu Yu bit his lips, and felt very sad in his heart.

Yeah! How did he die? Because the trapped immortal prison is watched by the white world and framed by tianbudai?

But in the separation of Stylosanthes, the dead wood had already used blood to protect the sky, deposited life on Mu Yu, and resolutely went to death. White world with the help of the hand of the day not waiting to kill the dead wood, just let the dead wood die early.

Muyu wriggled his lips: ”he is to protect me.”

Dead wood clenched his fist and gave the jade pendant back to Mu Yu. Then he stopped talking and closed his eyes and began to breathe.

Mu Yu doesn't open his mouth any more. He puts the jade pendant away and looks at the dead wood quietly.

The sun has set, the moon climbed up the treetops again, the sound of crickets played in the night, the breeze blowing on the shore of the two people, they did not speak.

Time passed slowly, but the silent night became a little longer.

”Are you really that important to him?” The dead wood suddenly broke the silence of the night and slowly opened his mouth.

Mu Yu looked at the stars in the sky and said softly, ”he is my father, I am his son.”Their relationship is simple.

But many things are not simple words can express?

Once the dead wood, due to face, would never easily admit this, but when Mu Yu called out his father, it was the dead wood's life burned out.

Muyu has only endless regrets. He has been looking for a way to repair his soul for more than two years. Even if the resurrection of his father would be contrary to the wishes of his elder martial brother, he also chose not to turn back.

Because he wanted to let the dead wood live again, as Mu Yu's father.

Once again, they fell into a long silence and did not speak for two hours.

”Did you come here to save him?” The dead wood broke the silence again.

”Returning to the heart can repair his soul. I want to find the whereabouts of his soul.” Muyu said.

”It's here to cross the soul and return to your heart. You always have a chance to take it away.” The dead wood looked at the blood red ferry soul around him, and said faintly.