C1622 (1/2)

Lu Yu asked, ”then you know how to leave this illusion?”

The face of big black showed a struggle. He gnawed: ”the father of Xuantian Taoism and I had some friendship. I went to find the true spirit of Xuantian Scripture. If he sells my face, we can go out of it. ”

”You will go out of the town magic mountain first in this time, and do not close to the town magic mountain again.”

Big black reminds Lu Yu once, then hurried away.

It is not easy to see his tangled expression and confront the true spirit of Xuantian Scripture.

Luyu sang for a moment and left the town magic mountain.

In a corner of the town magic mountain, Yuefeng looks at the figure of Lu Yu leaving gradually, and the old face skims through a bit of exhaustion.

”Is this dream over again?”

Yue Feng looked at the void, and said, ”next time, don't dream of me.”

In that void, there was a sudden sharp fluctuation, which seemed to disagree with Yue Feng.

”I have lived long enough, I should have died for a long time, and how many years I have lived in this illusion, I can't remember it.”

”One dream wakes up, one enters a dream, I can only be a bystander, nothing can change. I'm tired. Let me die. ”

The voice of Yuefeng is full of endless fatigue.

From that invisible void, a sudden burst of lament, namely, the body of Yuefeng, gradually dissipated.

Yuefeng's old face gradually showed a relief expression.

”Let the outsiders leave. Besides the dog raised by the emperor, I found a very interesting boy. It's a pity to keep him here. ”

Yuefeng's voice gradually disappeared, and eventually the whole people were gone.

There was a violent shock in the empty air, which seemed to be responding to Yuefeng's final request.

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