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Chapter 2073: Twenty Years

In the sky, the silvery dim light illuminated the beach and also illuminated the woman wrapped in black cloth in the wooden house.

Although there are not many women on the tidal flats, there are some. Some have stable fighting spirit and can collect pans, while others rely on men. She is different from those women. Her injuries have caused unstable fighting spirit, and her appearance also makes all the men who approach her

Retreat, with the exception of Dahei.

dong dong dong

"It's me, I caught two more fish," Dahei's voice sounded, full of exhaustion and panting.

The woman wrapped in black cloth was surprised. The tidal flat tonight was particularly dangerous because if someone died, the smell of blood would attract powerful creatures in the galaxy. Therefore, usually as long as someone died, no one would dare to catch fish at night for at least three days. This

Dahei is pretty ruthless.

"For you, I saved five fish. This kind of fish was specially kept in this galaxy by the Sanjue Tianmen Sect Master. It is said that it comes from a very ancient era and can stabilize the physical fighting spirit and restore injuries. Only those who collect the most fish will be killed.

Reward, I caught five for you and almost lost my life, you should give me an explanation," Dahei growled.

The voice of the woman wrapped in black cloth became hoarse, "I didn't ask you to catch me, you can eat it yourself and get out."

Dahei was so angry that he pushed open the wooden door and stared at the woman inside the black cloth with ferocious eyes, "I've had enough. I've been helping you since I recognized you. The task is not enough. I'm helping you. You're injured."

, I went to catch fish, someone hurt you, and I came to protect you, but you still have the same attitude, what do you have to be proud of, you thought it was you before."

"You are ugly now. No one wants to take a second look. Your voice is ruined and your sect is gone. Who will help you? You can't find a supporter except me."

Just as he was talking, Dahei saw something out of the corner of his eye. He turned his head and looked at the bed. He saw a person lying with a sword stuck in his chest. He was surprised, "This, isn't this the person who washed up in the galaxy some time ago?"

?”.

The woman wrapped in black cloth hurriedly blocked the bed, staring at Dahei with her beautiful eyes, "Get out, get out."

Dahei smiled ferociously, "I see, that boy is not dead, is he? You have fallen in love with him, even if he is killed by a sword in the chest, do you know him? I want to see who he is." With that, he pushed the woman away and walked towards the window.

Beside the bed.

The woman was so anxious that she slapped Dahei with her palm.

Dahei subconsciously avoided it, but found that the woman's palm had no fighting spirit at all. He breathed a sigh of relief. This woman was very strong before, at least she was not something he could deal with. Fortunately, her fighting spirit was not stable, otherwise this palm could kill him.

"You want to kill me, because of this pretty boy? I will definitely get you today." Dahei roared with suppressed voice, and then rushed towards the woman crazily. Some people in the surrounding wooden houses heard it, but no one was minding their own business. Dahei was relatively quiet in this area.

It’s amazing, as long as the supervisors don’t show up, no one can stop them.

Seeing Dahei coming towards him, the woman panicked and slapped her palm again. This palm was filled with purple light and hit Dahei's shoulder hard.

Dahei's right shoulder was cracked by a palm, he wailed, kept retreating, staring at the woman in fear, "four lines of fighting spirit".

Looking at the tidal flats, the four lines of fighting spirit are very rare. As long as you have cultivated fighting spirit, you can collect Yan here, but those who can achieve the four lines of fighting spirit will not be here, but will be taken to other places.

If a woman's fighting spirit is stable, none of the people collecting dumplings on the tidal flats can be her opponent. Unfortunately, her fighting spirit is unstable, and she can only occasionally burst out with the power of the four lines.

Dahei gritted his teeth and stared at the woman.

The woman shouted, "Get lost". As she spoke, the purple color on her hands gradually faded away. Her eyes were filled with fear, and she could no longer hold on to her fighting spirit.

Dahei sneered, "Get out of here, and you want to kill me, so I'll let this pretty boy die first." After saying that, he turned around and looked at the person lying on the bed, grabbed the hilt of the sword, pulled it out suddenly, and

At the same time, he also saw clearly the appearance of the person on the bed.

For a moment, the big black pupils shrank sharply, as if he had seen something incredible. This face, this person, who is he?

Without allowing him to think too much, starting from his arms, his body turned into light spots and slowly disappeared.

Dahei was horrified, staring blankly at the body disappearing, looking helplessly and fearfully at the person on the bed, this, this, what is going on?

Not far away, a woman wrapped in black cloth looked at this scene in shock, watching the big black gradually disappear, and finally there was no trace.

Her eyes fell on the sword, and the sword fell down and hit the bedside. It was Dahei who pulled it out. Although he was dead, he successfully pulled out the sword.



Lu Yin had a dream. He dreamed that he was pierced through the heart by a sword. To be honest, if he had cultivated to his level, it would be fine if he was pierced through the heart by a sword. As long as his body was immortal and his head was immortal, he could recover. But he didn’t know why.

, I can't move, I can't move no matter what.

There was severe pain in my chest. Could it be that a sword had penetrated my heart? Even so, why was there only severe pain? My consciousness was very clear.

I'm conscious, but I can't open my eyes or move. What's weird is that my body also has feelings. Is this a dream? Or something?

He kept wondering whether he was dreaming. Suddenly, he felt severe pain in his chest again. Then he suddenly sat up and saw a dark and damp wooden house. There was a person not far away with beautiful and familiar eyes.



In the wooden house, the woman wrapped in black cloth stared blankly at the man who sat up, her eyes complicated and filled with surprise. This man was none other than Lu Yin.

Lu Yin looked at the man wrapped in black cloth. This man was very weak and seriously injured. "Who are you? Where is this?" As he spoke, he saw the sword beside the bed and grabbed it.

"Don't touch," the woman wrapped in black cloth hurriedly stopped. She saw with her own eyes that Dahei disappeared because he touched the hilt of the sword, leaving nothing behind.

Lu Yin wondered, "This is mine, why can't I touch it?" This sword was one of the six swords worn by the ancestor. He snatched it from him, but he remembered that this sword stabbed him in the main hall. Thinking of this

, lowered his head, there was still blood flowing on his chest, and sure enough, he had been stabbed with a sword.

He was a little confused. How could he be stabbed? Could it be that he and Chu Yuan both recited the meaning of the Ancestor Sutra and confused the sword? It is not impossible.

Wait, Lu Yin's expression changed. How could his power be like this?

Originally, the power in Lu Yin's body was clearly distinct. There was a black and white mist on his chest that was blocked by the quicksand. There were three star source cyclones within the three levels, and there was also a star source cyclone outside the three levels and between the heart. This was his power.

distributed.

However, now, there is not only black and white mist in his heart, but also strange stars. Originally, the quicksand blocked the black and white mist and the star source cyclone. At this moment, the remaining star sources in the star source cyclone gradually filled the air, along with the black and white mist and those stars.

Everything is mixed together.

Lu Yin stared blankly at his heart, how could this happen? What on earth did this sword do to him? His strength had changed.

Fortunately, the four star source cyclones are still there, but the remaining star sources in the cyclone are being pulled towards the heart. More importantly, the fateful quicksand seems to have become smaller, and there is a point in the middle.

, that point could not have been stabbed by a sword.

Lu Yin looked at the tip of the sword and touched his chest. He was sure that the sword had indeed pierced his heart, but the tip of the sword was blocked by the quicksand. With one strike of the sword, the thorn of the quicksand began to decompose.

Can quicksand be decomposed? He has never thought about it. It is not a material. No, it may be a material. What is going on?

Judging from the current state, the power in his body is completely chaotic. The death energy, star source, and even the quicksand of fate seem to have formed a strange force.

So the question is, how to use it?

Lu Yin wanted to mobilize those powers and separate, but those chaotic powers could not move. The death energy dragged Xingyuan, and Xingyuan also covered the death energy, which meant that he could not use the death energy. Xingyuan Cyclone

The star source inside can be used, but there seems to be no star source from the outside world to supplement it. Now all I have left is the power of war energy and the Zhou Yan Scripture.

"Is Xingyuan still being swallowed?" Lu Yin asked, looking at the woman wrapped in black cloth.

The woman nodded, "Yes, no one can replenish the star energy, and star energy combat skills cannot be used." Her voice was hoarse and unpleasant to hear.

Lu Yin sighed, "How did you become like this? Xiyue."

The woman's body trembled, she lowered her head, looked at the ground, clenched her fists in pain, her nails dug into her palms, and drops of blood flowed from her hands.

This woman is Xiyue, once the brightest star in the universe.

Lu Yin took out the medicine he had upgraded from Clover Company from Ningkong Ring, got out of bed and came to Xiyue, "It can treat your injuries, it's very effective."

Xiyue stared at the ground blankly, hugging her knees helplessly, lowering her head, not answering or speaking.

Lu Yin didn’t know what to say, Xiyue, the superstar of the Lingmen clan, when he first joined the Tenth Academy of Starry Sky, Xiyue was already the hottest star in the inner universe, with countless suitors, and one word could make him drown in the spit of others.

, her voice was ethereal and graceful, and she had a dispute with him. Later, the Lingmeng tribe joined the Eastern Xinjiang Alliance, and she was considered a cultivator under his command.

"I don't know what happened to you. If you are willing, tell me," Lu Yin said.

Xiyue was silent for a long time, and the starry sky and silver light shone again. Her eyes were full of tears, "It has been twenty years since you disappeared, to the confirmation of death, and now, these twenty years", "Wait a minute",

Lu Yin was shocked and looked at Xiyue in surprise, "What did you say? Twenty years?".

Xiyue nodded, "Yes, twenty years."

Lu Yin frowned, "When did you calculate it?".

"The ruins of Daoyuan Sect are revealed," Xiyue said.

Lu Yin swallowed his saliva. It had been twenty years, and he had just traveled through time and space. Even including the time when he could not move, it was less than a month for him, but had twenty years passed in the outside world? It was the sword

With the power, he was thrown into the long river of time. Fortunately, fortunately, it was only twenty years. If it were two hundred, two thousand, or twenty thousand years, then things would really change.

"Why does the outside world judge that I am dead?" Lu Yin wondered. Even after twenty years, he would not be considered dead. For cultivators, it is normal to stay in seclusion for hundreds or thousands of years.

Xiyue said, "Daozi Chuyuan, Helo Mebis, and the half-ancestor of the Blood Sky Clan have all confirmed that you are dead."

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