Xianjun is too bad: please get on the pirate ship

Now, Xue Ge is going to die, really dead, in the Three Realms and Six Realms, there will never be a person like Xue Ge, a god, but he wants to hide it for Xue Ge, making everyone feel that Xue Ge is just going home, Go home, which home to go to?after?Where is the future!

Zi Yihan came over after Qingying, as wise as him, saw the unusual relationship between Xuege and Qingying, frowned, and wanted to take out the sky mirror to take a picture of Xuege's body. Stepped forward and grabbed his hand.

Xuege said: "Yehua, even though you still can't remember your past life, Xuege regards you as Shangshen Yehua. Speaking of which, Xuege has not been able to become a good friend with you for thousands of years. , but my sister will be entrusted to you today, I hope you can treat her wholeheartedly."

After coughing twice, Xue Ge continued: "Originally, I planned to wait for you to remember the past, but now, a new catastrophe is coming, Ye Hua, you must go back. Back then, you You came to look for me before you went down to earth, I sealed your divine power, after I left, the seal will be released, then you have one year to study spells, when you go back, you and Menger decide by yourself."

After saying this, Xue Ge took two steps back, his body gradually became transparent, and he smiled softly at Han Mengxiao: "Meng'er, brother is home... you are home, you must... must be happy !"

"Brother!" Han Mengxiao rushed forward, trying to grab Xue Ge, but that hand passed through Xue Ge's body without grabbing anything. She didn't know that Xue Ge could no longer hear her, and she kept Shouted: "Brother, brother, don't go, don't go home, stay for a while, just a while..."

Tears flowed down her cheeks, Han Mengxiao didn't know that this farewell was forever, she just hated such a sad parting.

Then, the snowflakes all over the sky floated down, falling gently on the body, like Xuege's gentle smile, such a cold thing, such a warm feeling.

"Miss, miss," Han Mengxiao was sitting on the balcony of the black shop basking in the sun, Zhu'er happily ran over, holding a red stamped post, and stopped in front of Han Mengxiao panting.

It has been more than two months since Zi Yihan came back from Xianyue Mountain. Zi Yihan saw the long and deep crack in the barrier of Heaven and Heaven from the Tongtian Mirror, suppressed his unwillingness to cultivate immortality, and began to practice spells, locking the inside of his body. The seal was broken, and he began to learn spells.

However, as a god, the spells he knows are complicated, and Zi Yihan is a person who pursues perfection, and he is unwilling to give up any small spells. The accumulation of tens of thousands of years must be completely reviewed. Years, not to mention.

Han Mengxiao didn't want to deliberately pursue the memories of the previous life. In this life, she met Zi Yihan. She fell in love with him.She thought, even if they lived with Zi Yihan for a long time in the future, but now, their love is just budding, and it will take time to cultivate.

"Whose post did you take?" Han Mengxiao waited for Zhu'er to calm down, and asked with a smile on her face. Once this little life is comfortable, her complexion will be very good.

"Miss, it's old..." Zhu'er opened her mouth, seeing that Han Mengxiao was in a good mood, and boldly said, "It's General Nie's fiftieth birthday, and my mother sent the post to the black shop."