Chapter 1395 (2/2)

He spent half of his life in Jimo career, gave the great righteousness of the human race and dedicated it to the Jimo family.

The rest of the life that survived with ginseng Lingbao belongs to Xiaoyan and his son from then on.

Second, he redeemed his sin for death, but he didn't know whether Xiaoyan's anger had disappeared or not, and whether her blood oath had been broken

He still slowly accompanied her and her son and explained his identity in the future

Since then, there has been no Jimo career, so his name is Qingluo.

The beloved son of Luoqing!

Qingluo smiled and was about to take back the radish whiskers that were still rooted in the ground.

But suddenly, an irresistible coolness, I don't know what it is, rushed into his body quickly along the radish beard and drilled into his sea of knowledge.

It's too late to respond, and the pain of heart and brain starts.

For a moment, he seemed to be soaked in the cold ice for thousands of years, and his whole body was stiff. For a moment, he seemed to be baked in a fire, and his body seemed to turn into scorched ash.

At the same time, the coolness stirred the towering waves in his sea of knowledge, and slowly eroded down along the waves.

Pain! Incomparable pain!

The pain is beyond words.

Qingluo wanted to pass out, but the coolness made him bear it very soberly.

If he wanted to shout, he couldn't shout out. He wanted to force the coolness out, but the coolness was fierce and unstoppable. His cultivation was vulnerable in front of the coolness.

I can only bear it.

But I found that after the coolness seeped into the depths of the sea, a large number of strange memories began to wake up.

Countless fragments passed before his eyes.

... the magic gas that blots out the sun. In the magic gas, a saint falls

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