Chapter 1921: Back to Cangyue Continent (3)

Chapter 1921 Back to Cangyue Continent (3)
At that time, the nine emperors sealed up all their memories, exhausted all their power, and even ...
She gave up the chance of reincarnation, all to save Nan Changfeng.
Nan Changfeng is her life, and also all her memories!
Therefore, in this world, only Nan Changfeng can make her the nine emperor of the year.
He won't let this happen, he must separate them and break them one by one!
Wow!
Countless vines spread out from under the feet of the man in black, sweeping towards him.
The man in black sneered, raised his hand, and cut off all the vines.
A force came along with the cut vine, and a bang fell on Qing Han's chest.
Qing Han flew out of a small body and fell heavily to the ground.
Her face flushed, her eyes widened, and she said angrily, "Return your mother to me, and return my mother!"
"It depends on whether you have the ability."
As soon as the figure in black flashed, he rushed towards Qing Han.
Nanxian suddenly flashed in front of the man in black, blocking all his ways.
His voice was indifferent, as the wind drifted.
"Fuchen, take her away."
"But ..." Fuchen was startled and looked up at Nanxian in surprise.
"Take her to look forward. Be sure to find Qinger. The things here are left to me. I won't let him take a step forward."
Nanxian's tone is firm and unquestionable.
As soon as Fuchen gritted his teeth, he lifted Qing Han up from the ground, and his body went straight forward.
The man in black with a sneer on his face, apparently didn't put these two little things in his eyes.
His gaze was completely fixed on Nanxian.
"Nan Changfeng, you deserve this. If you met Jiu Di and you acted with her, you won't end up today."
He raised his hand, a long sword appeared in his hand, with a sense of sensation ...
...
Inside the garden.
The wind's footsteps stopped.
With a buzz, a giant pot flew up, hovering in front of the wind.
"Small pot?" Feng Ruqing was surprised.
The small pot stayed in her space, why did it suddenly appear at this time?
At the same time, the black sword also emerged out of thin air, with the soul of the sword appearing in front of the wind.
Xiaohun's complexion is not very good-looking. He just wants to stay with Xiaoya, but as a sword soul, he must follow the wind all the time.
"It's a bit familiar here."
Little soul frowned.
It's as if ... he had been ...
Oh.
correct.
At that time, he had dressed in women's clothing and mixed with the nine emperors' martial arts. He had been to this garden.
Of course, he wouldn't say anything about this.
"Ok."
Fengru raised her eyebrows: "I think it's a bit strange here. Let's go ahead and see what we might find."
The voice fell, and the wind continued to move forward as the wind poured.
One pot, one sword, one soul, all followed her.
"Small pot, do you know where this is?"
The wind asked, looking up.
Hum!
The giant pot was desperately circling around the wind, then turned around and walked forward.
The wind flickered, and quickly followed.
When I saw the scene ahead, the wind was tumbling and stopped.
Her pupils tightened, and her breathing became less smooth at that moment.
"This ... not here ..."
Ahead, there is a dividing line.
It should be said that it is a formation method that separates the two worlds.
Where the wind stands, there is a garden full of flowers.
(End of this chapter)