Qu Dingtian stared at Jianjian's legs with wide eyes, and even Qing Zhuyu, who was sitting cross-legged on the Black Abyss tree, was silent.

They knew what kind of shame it would be for him as the king...

The smile on Zicheng's face became deeper and deeper, and the black light emitted by the Yinsha Pearl became stronger and stronger. The pale face of the egret formed a sharp contrast with the pitch-black light.

Just as the sword sword's knees were about to touch the ground, two black lights, one in front and one behind, hit his legs.

As soon as his legs hurt, Jian Jian stood up subconsciously.

"who!"

Zicheng's eyes were sharp and he looked around alertly.

Standing in front of Zicheng, Jian Jian stood up straight. Before he could rub his legs, he saw that behind Zicheng, there were bursts of snow floating in the forest that was supposed to be like an abyss.

Snowflakes flew, but fell to the ground and condensed into ice.

The pure white color brings a ray of brightness to this dark abyss.

Stepping on the snowflakes and invisible air, two figures, one black and one white, swirling like banished immortals.

The two fell to the ground. The woman in a white leather jacket was so elegant. There was a hint of sharpness hidden on her gentle face, her fair face was delicate facial features, and a snowflake danced between her eyebrows.

The woman was wearing a white cloak on her shoulder and a white whisk in her hands.

If it weren't for the fact that she didn't hold a rabbit in her hand, she might have been misunderstood as Chang'e in the moon.

The man standing beside the woman was wearing a black robe, which rose with the wind and danced with snowflakes, showing the charm of the magnificent style!

The man had no expression on his face, and his handsome face was embedded with an abyss-like eyes. Those eyes seemed to bring everything in the world into the abyss...

When they saw the man's face, Qing Zhuyu and the other two were stunned for a moment, and then looked at Zicheng.

They read that right!

This man's face is exactly the same as Zicheng's face!

"Yi Gucheng... it's you." Jian Jian stretched his legs straight, leaned against the Black Abyss Tree next to him, and looked at Yi Gucheng with a smile.

Yi Gucheng's eyes, those eyes like an abyss, cannot be imitated by anyone...

"kindness."

One word is concise and has no emotion.

Yi Gucheng came stepping on the snow and walked towards Zicheng step by step.

Looking at the egret who was not human or ghostly, the cold air emitted by Yi Gucheng became heavier and heavier.

"You... without the support of the Colorful Spirit, how could you still be alive?"

Zicheng looked at Yi Gucheng approaching him. He was restless. He widened his eyes in surprise and couldn't help but retreat.

"Yi Gucheng in Longgu Village has long been reborn, and his soul has been washed away. Even without the colorful spirit, he can still survive." The woman in white standing still said lightly.

She was like a green pine, standing calmly in the abyss of snowflakes flying, so beautiful that it was out of control.

"Don't come over!"

Looking at Yi Gucheng who was approaching him, Zicheng suddenly pressed the evil pearl between the egret's eyebrows against the egret's heart, "If you move again, I will slaughter..."

Before Zicheng could speak, she saw Yi Gucheng disappearing.

When he appeared again, he had already reached the top of Zicheng's head.

With one foot on Zicheng's head, Yi Gucheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and with force on his feet, Zicheng was stepped into the land by him, only his head was still on the ground.
Chapter completed!