Han Ziran looked at the person next to his wife, and when he saw the appearance of the young man in front of him, he blurted out: “Is that you?”

“Do you know me?”When Yan Yan looked at Han Ziran half-sound, searched in memory, and never saw such a person.

“Son, do you recognize the time?”Xiao really asked.

“The time?”

Xiao Zhen nodded: "He is the ancestor of the clan of the time clan, the first time Yan."

Just like Xiao Zhen just knew that, Han Ziran was also staunch.

“Where did you meet me?”Then he asked.

"The years I was unconscious were in the clan," Han Ziran said, "when I slept for five years, in my sleep, I have been walking in a white fog, no matter how I walk, I can't go out, and then I met you."You told me that it was our destiny to meet you, and you showed me a story."

“What story?”Time to ask.

It was as if he had guessed something.

Sure enough, Han Ziran said, “In the early years of the Great Wei, the holy woman, the geek and the emperor were involved and bounded.”

Shi Yan thought about the meeting and looked at Xiao Zhen: "You said earlier that you had seen me in a dream, when I was a cloud of air and no entity, right?"

“Yes.”

“Do you see a goddess like the saint?”

Xiao really nodded his head.

He smiled faintly and looked at Xiao Zhen and Han Ziran and said, “I have not met you so far, and what you have encountered is the future me.”

“The future of you?”Xiao Zhen and Han Ziran looked at each other, and the answer was beyond their thoughts.

"Yes, there are countless points in this white fog, and it will be encountered that you will see all the opportunities."Shi Yan's eyes fell on Han Ziran: "You can enter here, it should be a coincidence, but such a coincidence can not appear a second time."There are only two kinds of people who can enter here through the white fog, one is the blood of the saint, and the other is the person who owns the holy things.”

Han Ziran thought for a moment, took something out of his arms, and it was the stone key that Xiao Zhen put in the drawer.

"It's it, no wonder you can come in here," said Yu Yan with a faint smile, "this key is to open the concentric lock, but also the key to the boundary, I really did not expect to appear in your hands."

“Is it really the key to the same lock?”When I saw it on the table, I felt that it should have a source with the concentric lock, and carried it on to prevent it from being used.”Although Han Ziran had already guessed in his heart, he did not think that he had really guessed it.

Looking at the key of this concentric lock, Xiao Zhen remembered that he took the beads of Yan from the drawer when he took the beads to the elders and did not put the key back into the drawer, but placed it on the table at will, and only then saw that he had brought it out by the way.

"But I don't have a holy thing in me, how do I enter the white mist?"Xiao really asked.

"You have the blood of a saint, and you can come in naturally."Then he said with a smile.

“The blood?Am I a descendant of the Holy Family?”The answer was unexpected.

He said, “Who says blood must be future generations?”Besides, Hongmeng, as the Supreme, can have future generations.”

“Honder?”

"That's the name of the saint."

Han Zhen and Han Ziran are a bit confused about this explanation.

When Yan sighed, he waved his hand, and the white fog around him gradually opened: "After watching what happened in the false mirror, you will know what is going on, and you will know why I will be determined to reverse the lifeline of the two of you."

I don't know when, in the false realm, Yan Yan and the holy woman were surrounded by soldiers, like purgatory, and they did not know how many people died.

The "sword" in the hand of the saint shone with a red and bloody fire, and everything that was touched by it made a painful scream.

"Shut up, Lord, and don't kill again."When Yan saw that the saint did not listen to her own words, he looked at the corpses on the ground, clasped the long sword of the blue light in her hand, and gritted her teeth toward the saint.

The saint looked at her in a good mood at that moment, and the corner of her mouth was very happy: "You are more and more taking yourself into account, and it is really like something."As soon as your broken sword was given to you, it could not hurt at all...” Her face faded.

Then his eyes widened.

Both eyes were clear and looked at the great daisy in front of the saint.

The blue-light sword in Yan's hand stabbed into the chest of the big Wei Dynasty, and penetrated the chest of the saint's chest.

The woman spat out a mouthful of blood, but with a smile on his face, he muttered to the saint behind him: "I have done all my life what I do not want to do, only this one thing, I am willing and have no regrets."

The saint looked at the half-sound, and bowed her head at the sword that pierced her chest, and the point was that the sword had stained the blood of the man in front of her and stained her blood again.

"Son, I didn't mean to," Shi Yan's face was both surprised and scared, and his ability could not hurt the Supreme at all, "how could this be?"What to do?You can't be surprised."

The saint closed her eyes, stabbed her and the sword in the chest of the face, instantly broke into four pieces, touched the injured chest, touched the viscous blood, and murmured: "Red blood, still hot."

When I heard the words of the saint, I was also trembling, yes, how could the Supreme have blood?For a moment, his face was instantly pale.

Looking at the woman who supported himself with his legs to prevent his body from falling to the ground, the saint squatted and looked at him faintly: "You don't want to marry me, but you are willing to die for me, you are really contradictory."

The patriarch slowly raised his head, the slender and good-looking hands gently caressed the face in front of this gorgeous face, and said, "In this life, I promised the emperor to protect the emperor, assist the emperor, the king's Lu, and the loyalty."Holy woman, if there is a next life, I will be sure, I will be sure...” Surely only accompany her, what the first emperor exhorts, what the world's first worries, he will ignore, he only wants to live with the woman he loves for a lifetime but can't say, even if she is a demon as others say, he is willing.

Unfortunately, these words, the patriarch did not say anything, he just looked at her affectionately, slowly closed his eyes clear.

The saint's eyes full of blackness flashed a little doubt, and at this time, the surrounding rebels rushed again.

The saint's eyes flashed impatiently, and when the time Yan shouted "No--", a golden light emanated from the saint's body and impacted in all directions.

No one dies, but the pressure generated in the moment between heaven and earth makes all the creatures in the world kneel down and no longer dares to look up, the grass is low, the wind is instantaneous, the sun is shining, and the river stops.

God’s people are in danger, and they are afraid.

Even Yan was kneeling on the ground, his whole body trembling slightly, and this was only the pressure of the respect of the Hongmeng, and what disturbed him even more was that the Supreme was angry for a human being.

I don't know how long it took, the pressure disappeared, and the soldiers who were oppressed fell to the ground and fainted.

When Yan quickly got up, hand-sucked the saint's forehead, when he noticed the fluctuation in the saint's mind, his heart sank: "Son, the human turbidity has entered your body, if you do not drive away, I am afraid to accumulate a demon."

“The Devil?That’s seven passions, but it’s much more fun than just pure interest.Yes, some tired.”The intolerantness of the saint's eyes returned to normal, the middle finger of the index finger was combined with the chest, and a golden light and blood were drawn into her palms and handed to Yu Yan: "Don't you think of the world too ugly, in fact, it is not much worse than our world."

As the saint said, human blood is not ugly, can be so crystal clear in the golden light, it can be seen that the owner of the blood has a pure and clear heart, but this blood is mixed with the golden light after all, for a long time, I am afraid it is unfavorable to the Supreme.

As if I knew what Yan thought in his heart, the saint smiled and said, "My blood is mixed with the blood of this patriarch, if it is not resolved, it will be my robbery.

“Yes.”

"The saint has been around for so many years, and suddenly disappears for fear of rebirth, so you arrange a saint for the great Wei."

“Yes.When will the Lord come back?”

“I’ll set the knot in this forest, and you won’t be able to come in except my blood.”When the cause and effect of all this is resolved, entanglement is opened, and it is also when I return."

Then he took out five rune stones from his bosom and counted them: “Sixty years later?”

“So long?”The saint looked at the rune stone of his account, and smiled with some schadenfreude: "So, you still have to stay here for six hundred years?"

The moment turned into a bitter face.

The saint picked up her eyebrows: "I give you a gift, which I found here when I was bored to go around, I really did not expect to leave a lot of treasures left here."With that, a stone lock and a key appeared in her hand: "It is called the concentric lock, it is an ancient god, which contains the little tricks I have collected over the years, and in two days I will throw the knot here again, enough for you to play."