"Third uncle!"

    Always calm as Cang Yue, he was also rarely nervous and excited.

    She followed Su Qingli and looked for familiar people in the crowd. She had been separated for several years.

    Jun Mu Qian held the book of life and death, stabilized his mood, looked up and saw a familiar figure.

    She saw JunShang, Yunyi, the people of the protoss, the seven families of all souls who had been cleaned by her, and the divine hunting led by Miss ting.

    She even saw the old man of Feng family who had instructed her on the way of spiritual talisman. Even if she couldn''t remember his name, she could still remember his face.

    Everyone is back.

    This is not a dream.

    It''s true.

    Their faces still carry the vicissitudes and pain of the past few years after suffering in the infernal hell, but everyone is smiling, no matter how bitter they are.

    They talked and shared each other''s joy.

    Jun Muqian saw those familiar people hugging together. He was unwilling to let go, as if holding the most precious treasure in the world.

    For the rest of my life, I will see the light.

    Her eyelashes drooped and her heart twitched.

    "Sister?"

    At this time, an extremely small voice came into her ears, with some doubt.

    Jun Mu looked up.

    The little girl stood timidly next to the gate, as if she didn''t dare to come out. She only poked her head and whispered, "yes... Is it your sister?"

    "It''s my sister." Jun Mu''s throat rolled. She went over, leaned over, touched the little girl''s head and smiled, "Nuan is so tall that she''s about to catch up with her sister."

    At the time of parting, Mu Nuan reached her shoulder. Now she is only half a head shorter than her. People are taller and open.

    In a trance, Jun Mu found that the time in recent years was neither short nor long.

    Flowers are similar every year, but people are different every year.

    Everything is changing.

    "Sister, I didn''t give up practicing." Mu Nuan finally settled down, happily hugged him and blushed, "I''m already the Supreme God, eh, no, no, better than the Supreme God, but what''s my name..."

    When the little girl''s concept was still in the land of all souls, she didn''t know that she was in the wilderness now.

    "It''s called Zhenxian." Jun Mu smiled. "It''s really warm. I''m a Zhenxian at such a young age."

    After a pause, she repeated, "that''s nice."

    Yes, everything is fine.

    The catastrophe of the collapse of the mainland seems to have never happened. The sky is the same blue, with stars, moon, clouds and wind, but some people... Can''t come back.

    Mu Nuan blinked: "is my sister very sad? My sister''s heart is crying. It''s so sad. I''m also very sad after reading it."

    "Hmm?" Jun Mu was stunned for a moment. Then he remembered that Mu Nuan had some mysterious ability to see through the hearts of the people, which was different from observing words and colors or peeping at the heart.

    Mu Nuan shook the hand of the woman in Purple: "what''s your sister crying for?"

    Miraculously, at this moment, Jun Muqian suddenly felt that a clear stream poured into her yuan God along her wrist, which shocked a lot of depressed emotions and made her heart comfortable. She was not so tired of the world and almost lost the idea of life.

    What is this?

    Jun Muqian pressed down his doubts and patiently explained, "my sister''s good friend has gone to a far place. My sister doesn''t know how to get her back now."

    Mu Nuan nodded in ignorance: "that sister doesn''t cry. I can help her find it."

    "OK." Jun Mu Qian smiled silently, "thank you for being warm first."

    She will find Ying Zijin, and she will never believe that this is the end of death.

    Even if she is poor and blue and looks for huangquan, she will find Ying Zijin back.

    Jun Mu took a deep breath.

    I don''t know whether the Tibetan king has restored his memory and strength, and which of these thousands of people.

    She must ask what kind of situation Ying Zijin is now from the mouth of the Tibetan king, but who will be the Tibetan king?

    Jun Mu Qian glanced at the crowd and tightened his eyebrows,

    "Little childe." at this time, Su Qingli suddenly ran over with an unprecedented look of anxiety, "Fusu, he''s gone."

    "Gone?" Jun Mu''s light look changed. "What''s the matter?"

    She absolutely let everyone out, except those wandering souls who had been thrown into the infernal hell.

    "I don''t know... I don''t know." Su Qingli faintly collapsed. "I''ve searched all over. There''s nothing. He''s gone."

    She went to the Shura abyss again and again. Even if she was black and blue, seriously injured and dying, she didn''t give up, so that she could meet Fusu one day, but now she couldn''t find him. She couldn''t accept it at all.

    "Ah Li, don''t worry." Jun Mu''s voice sank and pressed her shoulder. "I''ll check the book of life and death again."

    She opened the book of life and death, quickly turned it over several times, and her eyes brightened: "there is no his name in the book of life and death. No wonder I always thought I had forgotten something."

    She didn''t tick off Fusu''s name, but his name also didn''t exist in the book of life and death.

    That''s strange.

    Su Qingli only felt that panic was growing: "what''s going on? Is it because he didn''t bear it, already, already..."

    "No." Jun Mu shook his head. "If so, his name will still be in the book of life and death, but not in the list of wandering souls."

    She pondered for a moment: "wait for me to ask King Qin Guang about them."

    At this moment, the familiar gentle and indifferent voice came from the rear, with a little hoarseness, calling: "Xiaoqian."

    Jun Mu looked back fiercely: "master!"

    Or the familiar eyebrows and eyes, the familiar Chinese robes are beautiful.

    The face is cold and looks like a relegated fairy.

    It''s Fufeng.

    "Slow down, you walk slowly." Cang Yue hurriedly followed, "although your cultivation has declined, your body is a lot empty."

    Jun Mu shallow picked his eyebrow: "sister Yue is sister Yue, which pays different attention."

    Su Qingli stared at Fufeng directly: "does the third brother know where he has gone?"

    They enter together, and their blood relationship is the closest. They will also be imprisoned in a zone.

    "Well, it''s strange that he disappeared at seventeen, suddenly, not long before Xiaoqian let us out." Fufeng coughed a few times and frowned, "I don''t know what''s wrong with him, but I feel he''s okay."

    Jun Mu frowned: "or suddenly disappear?"

    Cang Yue was also confused: "is it difficult for him to suddenly realize what Avenue?"

    Only when she realized the way of reincarnation could she escape from the infernal hell.

    "It''s possible... It''s possible!" Su Qingli was impressed, but her voice trembled again. "Then why did he go alone?"

    Didn''t he know she was waiting for him?

    Or did he think she gave up?

    "Ah Li, it''s not urgent." Jun Mu sighed. "It''s possible that he left on the 17th because of something important. How could he leave you? Let''s meet with his senior brothers first. Although King Qin Guang is incompetent, he has at least been an underground God for so long. He only knows a lot."

    "OK!" Su Qingli heard this and immediately flashed back to Fengdu city.

    "Shiniang, you and Shifu have warm and warm people to help settle down the others." Jun Mu said, "you don''t have meat and can''t leave the hell now. I''ll deal with the matter first and come back later."

    "Xiao Qian, go." Cang Yue nodded, "give it to us here."

    Jun Mu nodded, his body moved, and left in an instant.

    When she came to the main palace of Fengdu City, Su Qingli had removed one arm of King Qin Guang.

    "Say, what''s the matter with the name suddenly disappearing from the book of life and death?"

    King Qin Guang felt pain all over and fainted: "the book of life and death is not in the charge of the king. How can the king know?"

    Jun Mu''s eyes were cold, and he also stepped forward. The power of the yuan God burst out in an instant and controlled King Qin Guang.

    "I have too many accounts to settle with you. I''ll settle them later. Now it''s best for me to ask and you to answer."

    The pain became more severe, but the king of Qin Guang held back and didn''t send a word.

    After a full incense, he still didn''t speak.

    Jun Mu picked up the tip of his shallow eyebrow, directly used the power of the avenue, and instantly attacked the Taoist heart and foundation of King Qin Guang.

    "Ah --!" King Qin Guang cried out with pain, his face was ferocious and twisted, "you can kill the king. You can''t insult the scholar. As the leader of the underground government, how can you give in to your younger generation?!"

    Jun Mu smiled lightly: "Lord of hell? You really will put gold on your face."

    This sentence seemed to poke the pain. King Qin Guang clenched his fist and sneered: "why, tell me, who is the Lord of the underworld?"

    Sun Wukong chewed a peach and tut: "although my old sun was not born in that era, he has also heard the name of the Tibetan king. You say you are the Lord of the underworld, and the Tibetan king will not agree."

    King Qin Guang''s face sank: "how many years have the king of Tibet left, and we have taken over the underground house long ago, so why not?"

    But the next second this sentence fell, a faint Sanskrit sound sounded, "I have left for a long time and have a good memory. I don''t remember passing the boundary to you before I left."

    "King Qin Guang."