Chapter 112
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He kissed her lips and said in a low voice, "Look at me, feel me, rely on me."
"I'm here, it's not an illusion."
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At the foot of Heavenly Pool Mountain.
Ye Yunlan walked out of the flying boat.
Elder Xun's old voice came from behind him.
"Heavenly Pool Mountain is in troubled times now. If I were you, I would leave as soon as possible after recovering and not get involved in this mess."
Ye Yunlan turned around and looked at the old man behind him. The holy mask covered his face, making it hard to see his real face. Intent.
Ye Yunlan said, "Thank you for the reminder."
Elder Xun didn't say anything else. The cabin door closed and the flying boat disappeared into the void.
Ye Yunlan stood at the foot of Heavenly Pool Mountain and looked up into the distance.
Dark clouds gathered there, lightning flashed and thunder roared. The sky was burning red. The loud noise could still be heard even from far away.
There were more obscure vibrations coming from all over Heavenly Pool Mountain. He held the Missing Shadow Sword in his hand. The sword essence of death in his body cheered because of the killings in the mountain.
But the Missing Shadow Sword gave out a trembling sound.
It was resisting his evil and ominous sword essence.
Ye Yunlan reached out and gently touched the body of the Missing Shadow Sword, but his expression was still bleak and indifferent.
He didn't listen to Elder Xun's warning. He walked up the mountain path of Heavenly Pool Mountain again.
The mountain path was long and winding. He muttered Nian 'er's name a few times. He didn't get a response, so he just walked alone in silence.
The winding mountain path was like a spiral staircase. The wind blew through his empty robe, making his fingers feel cold.
He suddenly missed the time when that person had covered him with her palms and warmed his fingertips.
The wind was bleak and lightning flashed.
The thunder roared in the distance and echoed in the mountain.
Suddenly, there was a clear sound of a sword.
The Missing Shadow was out of the sheath.
There was a golden thread in front of Ye Yunlan.
The thread was very straight and sharp.
He didn't doubt that if he took half a step more, the thread would cut his throat and separate his head from his body.
Ye Yunlan stared at the thread. The tip of his eyes also seemed to be? It reflected a bright golden color.
He turned his head to a direction in the void and said coldly, "Come out."
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At the bottom of the tower.
He finally let go of the jaw of the person in his arms.
The person in his arms was gasping for breath. Her originally dark and empty eyes were moist, as if it was raining.
It was a very light rain, not enough to bring life to the land that had been dry for many years.
In front of him, this person had been moist, softer, and full of life.
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