Chapter 1957： Shadow Palace Young Master Xue Zhuying (1/2)
”Not just tokens!”
Mu Yun waved his palm again, and a figure appeared.
It is chasing fate.
”Captain!”
Seeing the figure chasing fate, the three of them thumped to the ground.
”Get up, brats!”
Chasing the fate with a smile, but the eyes gradually moistened.
”Kneel down, brats!”
Chasing Destiny once again said: ”This is just a ray of resentment from me. After I have charged you, I will completely dissipate between heaven and earth.”
”Kneel well, kneel well, join His Royal Highness!”
Huh?
Hearing the words of chasing fate, the three were dumbfounded.
See His Royal Highness, where is His Royal Highness here?
”Ma Dan, let you see, what are you doing in a daze?” Chasing Destiny suddenly cursed.
Turning to look at Mu Yun, chasing fate but respectfully said: ”That... Your Royal Highness, Lao Tzu's subordinates, ah, these little bunnies under yours are all stupid, don't be surprised.”
”All right!”
Mu Yun smiled bitterly: ”They don't know the ins and outs, and they can't blame them!”
”Yes!”
Chasing Destiny looked at the three of them, and said: ”This is our former prince, His Royal Highness has not died. After tens of thousands of years, he has returned. It is normal for you not to know each other. But remember, I will not be here in the future. Same as before, you know?”
”Yes!”
This statement came from chasing fate, how dare Shang Juzheng not obey it.
If you don't listen, you are looking for death!
When the words of chasing the fate fell, the phantom paused, and said: ”I am really finished this time. I can't watch your Highness rise again. You three will replace me, you know?
”Yes, Captain!”
The three of them bowed deeply at this moment.
Chasing Destiny looked at Mu Yun, grinning, haha said: ”His Royal Highness, your subordinates chasing Destiny, they are already dead, but at this moment, I can see Your Highness again. I'm content!”
”His Royal Highness, Subordinates, retire!”
The chasing fate figure knelt down, and gradually collapsed.
At this moment, Mu Yun only felt like a big rock was blocked in his chest, heavy and unbearable.
After all, he has integrated the power of a soul from the first life, and as his realm improves, he is constantly awakening his past memories.
For Xuantian Wanshi, he could feel a deep friendship.
Chasing the fate disappeared, Shang Juzheng, Rong Qinghe and Lu Jinsong were kneeling on the ground at this moment, without saying a word.
”Get up!”
Mu Yun said, ”Xuantian Bone Spirit, how many people are still left?”
”His Royal Highness, there are more than 500 people. In the first battle, almost all of the eighth brigade more than a thousand Xuantian scholars were buried here. Some of the Xuantian Wanshi's corpses were completely destroyed. Only us, although the flesh and blood were destroyed , But the bones are still preserved. Some subordinates are based on the bones of other people. Ten thousand years ago, after the battle here, the remaining blood and remnants of the soul were countless. By coincidence, I waited A bone spirit that is neither human nor ghost!”
”During the period, many subordinates were unable to fuse due to the bones of others, and their souls were scattered. Now, there are only more than 500 people left!”
Shang Juzheng's face was rather heavy at the moment.
”Resolve these people first!” Mu Yun said: ”One can't be let go, otherwise your news will spread and be known by Zhenwu Academy and cannot be resolved.”
”Yes!”
The three of them handed over and shot out directly at this moment.
Those dozens of big sect disciples, without the support of the three emperors of Zhuang Zhoumu, are also facing danger at this moment.
At the same time, that Xueying, with one enemy three, did not let the wind fall at all.
”Thousands of feathers and flowers!”
A low shout sounded, and above the sky, needles rained all over the sky, as if it had turned into a weapon of magical weapons, flying down the sky.
Zhuang Zhoumu, Young Master Taiyi, and Ji Shengcang all looked startled at this moment.
But at this time, Mu Yun was in a deadlock in place.
When he saw the thousands of feathers and flowers, a picture suddenly appeared in his mind.
”Brother Mu, Brother Mu, my father said I can't be a qualified killer!”
A young man, dressed in a white martial arts uniform and a black scarf, ran to him and said, ”Father said that I have no potential to become a killer. I don't know how to hide my breath, and I can't bear it!”
”Your father is wrong!”
He in that picture exists in another form.
”Under the world, there is nothing that can't be done. The reason why you can't do it is because you are not angry anymore!”
”Because I don't work hard...”
The boy whispered: ”Brother Mu means that I haven't worked hard enough!”
”Ok!”
”Brother Mu, I know!” The fourteen-five-year-old boy smiled: ”I must work harder. In the future, I will enter the herder and become a close killer of Brother Mu. I will kill whoever Brother Mu asks me to kill. !”
”it is good!”
The virtual image smiled and said, ”I'm waiting for Ying'er to become my most powerful killer, shadowless killer!”
”It's like a nine-winged snow eagle on the top of a cold mountain. If you don't make a move, you can do it. Once you make a move, your opponent cannot find the breath!”
”Ok!”
Picture after picture, gradually flickering.
At this moment, Mu Yun only felt that his head was full of things.
”Xue Zhuying!”
Slowly, the corner of his mouth whispered, and such a name appeared.
”Shadow Palace, Xue Zhuying... Xue Ying...”
The complex scenes in his mind surround Mu Yun at this moment.
”I see, you are... Ying'er! The young man in the Shadow Palace, Xue Zhuying who ran with me since childhood!”