Chapter 2040 Voice [He Wuji World Alliance]

Chapter 2040 Voice [He Wuji World Alliance]

In the dark nebula of Qianlong Galaxy, Xiao Moxian stood in front of the bronze mirror, sorting out his uniform. At this moment, the door was pushed open, and a woman in red walked in softly.

"Sister Xian'er." Little Moxian turned her head, and the woman who came in was Mu Qianyu.

Xiao Moxian pursed her lips and wanted to say something, but she didn't know where to start. She turned her head silently, straightening out her whip one by one.

"Do you still decide to go to Simingxing?"

Mu Qianyu asked in a complicated mood. She was a little sad. All these years, Xiao Moxian had been supporting by herself. After Lin Ming passed away, she had too many things on her back.

Little Moxian shook his head bitterly.

"It is said that we are going to Siming Star, but it is actually a decisive battle with the Holy Son of Fortune... Before we go to Siming Star, when we pass through the barrier of the seal, the Holy Son of Fortune will perceive it. He must be ambushing nearby. Huang Zhifen is not there, his speed is much faster than us, and the next, it must be a life-and-death fight, we... can't get to Simingxing."

Little Moxian is very aware of the conspiracy to create the Holy Son. In fact, this is not a conspiracy at all, but a very clumsy means to force her out.

However, it is such a clumsy method that Xiao Moxian cannot ignore it. In fact, even if Xiao Moxian turns a blind eye to her own people, her battle with the Son of Fortune is inevitable.

If that's the case, then don't take the initiative.

It is better to die in a vigorous battle than to find out bit by bit and hunt them like a hunt. The decisive battle in the near future will undoubtedly shed blood on the starry sky. For her, the best result is to sacrifice herself, inflict heavy damage on the Son of Fortune, and give her followers a chance to escape.

The atmosphere in the room was a little dignified. Mu Qianyu took the comb, parted Little Moxian's long black hair, held it in her hand, and brushed it bit by bit. Her movements were slow and meticulous.

Over the years, Mu Qianyu has combed Little Moxian's hair more than once. She truly cherishes Little Moxian. After Mu Qianxue left, she has been supporting all this.

And because of the limitation of his strength, he can share too little for Xiao Moxian.

"Sister, don't go. You and Sister Xingxuan stay here. After we fight with the Son of Fortune, no matter what the result is, the Son of Fortune will not continue to search this nebula."

When Little Moxian said this, Mu Qianyu's hand holding the comb suddenly froze.

She bit her lip, she didn't know what to say, she didn't want to stay, but what could change if she went? It's just death in vain. If it falls into the hands of the Son of Fortune, the consequences are even more unimaginable.

If something irreversible happened, she would have no face to see Lin Ming even if she died.

Little Moxian guessed Mu Qianyu's thoughts, she just held Mu Qianyu's hand and showed a bright smile, but this smile contained too many meanings, making Mu Qianyu unable to bear it. Live to shed tears.

Maybe this is the last time she has combed Xiao Moxian's hair, and when everything is over, Xiao Moxian and Lin Ming will always have someone who will worship them and wipe their spiritual positions...

Mu Qianyu covered her mouth, tears silently falling, and at this moment, Lin Huang pushed open the door and walked in, "Mother, Aunt Mu..."

Mu Qianyu hurriedly wiped away her tears, "Huang'er is here."

"Um.

Seeing the tears on Mu Qianyu's face, Lin Huang knew what happened just now and didn't say much.

Over the years, Lin Huang has broken through the half-step Celestial Venerable. Originally, God Master Tongtian gave Lin Huang's advice not to rush through this level of realm. However, when the saints had already invaded the wilderness, Lin Huang couldn't wait any longer. It took about five hundred years to break through the half-step Tianzun, but even if Lin Huang reached the half-step Tianzun, nothing changed. He has the combat power of Tianzun, and he is not even weak among Tianzun.

But he is like a fluorite to Haoyue in the face of the Son of Fortune, the gap is too far.

The Holy Son of Fortune, who has the incarnation of Huangzhi, is too strong and too strong, and no one in the entire human race can match it except for the gods and dreams, including Emperor Shakya, and it is not an opponent at all.

"Huang'er, what's the matter with me?" Xiao Moxian noticed a sound transmission disk in Lin Huang's hand, which was naturally the news he had just received.

For these, Xiao Moxian is already numb, what news could be worse than now?

"It seems that an emergency has occurred. This is urgent information from Simingxing..."

As Lin Huang spoke, he placed the array plate on the table, and after placing the Purple Sun Crystal, a projection appeared on the array plate.

These projections were a bit chaotic at the beginning. It was a scene of moving crowds and many people happily eating food. Those grains and grains that warriors looked down on were the most cherished delicacies in the world for mortals.

Seeing this, Little Moxian and Mu Qianyu were stunned.

These projections are all cheering scenes from the people of Simingxing. They were originally tortured by hunger and suffering, but they beat the saints who once oppressed them to the ground. They even saw one lying on the ground, dead and slobbered. The person who was drowned by the thick phlegm, this person is clearly the ruler of the Saint Race in Siming Star as reported by Siming Star intelligence personnel - Eternal Night Heavenly Venerate!

"This is……"

Xiao Moxian's face was full of inconceivable expressions, how could a Heavenly Venerate end up in such a miserable end, drowned by the saliva of commoners?

Xiao Moxian's first reaction was that Emperor Shakya or Shenmeng Tianzun called.

However, soon, the explanation given in the intelligence denied her idea. According to Xiao Moxian's eyeliner, the person who saved Simingxing was a mysterious man she had never seen before and had no idea where she came from.

He was dressed in black and held a long spear, with a terrifying temperament and terrifying strength.

On the war formation plate, there is also a glimpse of the image of the man.

The man in black in the image wielded a black spear and destroyed the palace of the Saints and the statue of the Son of Good Fortune on Siming Star. It was as simple as tearing down a sand castle.

After seeing the figure of this man, Xiao Moxian's eyes could no longer be moved.

"Freeze!!"

Little Moxian almost shouted out, her voice was so moving that Lin Huang was stunned for a moment. In his mind, his mother was rarely so rude.

"What's wrong?"

Lin Huang didn't know why, but he still stopped the war formation.

The scene recorded in the array plate is not clear, obviously because the distance is too far, it only recorded most of the face of the man in black, and the waving long gun was also blurred in a stream of light, because the speed was too fast I can't see clearly.

This kind of photo formation method, being able to record to this level is already the limit.

Little Moxian stared at the man in the image, Mu Qianyu also had a dull expression, she didn't know what to say for a while, at that moment, she only felt a sudden throbbing in her heart, making her feel as if she was looking for something What is the most important thing in life.

That demeanor, that imposing manner, that waving black spear, everything, like an eternal imprint on her heart, even after the passage of time, even if his appearance has changed, but there are many things imprinted in the bones , but cannot be changed.

Little Demon Immortal Mu Qianyu looked at each other. In fact, they couldn't be sure either. However, this kind of heart-to-heart connection formed by experiencing life and death and adversity in the same bed was originally incomprehensible. An intuition that comes from the intuition imprinted in their minds.

However, in this desperate environment, under the strong thoughts, this intuition was enough to make Xiao Moxian and Mu Qianyu feel inexplicable!

"Go and call your Aunt Qin over here."

Xiao Moxian's voice trembled a little, Lin Huang was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

After a while, Qin Xingxuan appeared in Xiao Moxian's room, along with Lin Ming's younger sister Lin Xiaoge.

"What's wrong."

As soon as Qin Xingxuan and Lin Xiaoge arrived, they saw the battle array and the images on the array. Seeing the man in black with the spear, the two women's eyes showed a hint of confusion.

"he is……"

Qin Xingxuan gently covered her mouth.

"Wait for a second."

Xiao Moxian took a deep breath and calmed down, then she gently unbuttoned the collar of her clothes, and took out a series of ancient and clumsy necklaces from the collar.

This necklace is the heart of a thousand miles!

They can also use the last Qianlilianxin, which records Lin Ming's soul imprint. As long as Xiao Moxian activates the formation on Qianlilianxin, he can use it to find Lin Ming. As long as they are in the same plane, as long as Lin Ming Not dead yet.

Seeing Qianli Lianxin, Mu Qianyu also held her breath, she was afraid that it was all an illusion.

They only had one chance, and she didn't want to lose hope or die.

Seeing Qianlilianxin, Lin Huang twitched his dry lips. Of course, he knew the role of Qianlilianxin. Over the years, his mother had always regarded it as a treasure, and then he thought about the reactions of his mother and Aunt Mu just now. Yes……

Realizing this incredible possibility, Lin Huang's heart beat faster.

The same reaction was also reflected in Qin Xingxuan and Lin Xiaoge.

At this time, Xiao Moxian had placed Qianlilianxin on the obsidian table with trembling fingers. Her movements were very slow, as if she was afraid of disturbing this beautiful dream.

Little Moxian carefully injected her energy into Qianlilian's heart.

The candles in the room flickered gently, and the light was a little dim.

Qianli Lianxin recorded the spiritual imprints of Xiao Moxian and Lin Ming, and only Xiao Moxian could activate Qianli Lianxin.

At this moment, Xiao Moxian's heart raised in her throat. She was afraid, afraid that everything was an illusion, that the formation in Qianlilian's heart would suddenly collapse, and that everything would change.

With the injection of energy, the light of Qianlilianxin flickers on and off, affecting everyone's hearts. In the end, it quietly fell silent.

People's hearts were hanging in the air. When they were almost desperate, the ancient and clumsy necklaces suddenly lightened, slowly, as if they had just woken up after nearly seven thousand years of deep sleep, and a vague message came. And the long-lost voice...

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