Although Xiao Hua had not examined it carefully, there were rust spots of different sizes all over the face of Huanji's immortal corpse, which was as crystal clear as jade. The rust spots were filled with dead ashes, like ink swallowing the fire of a talisman.

There were also some faint gold threads around the coffin, and a few strands of gold threads happened to pass through the talisman between the eyebrows of the immortal corpse, and disappeared into the void with some rust spots. "Alas..." Xiao Hua released the Netherworld Force to look for a moment, and sighed, "

There is no vitality in her body, and there are already signs of the three declines of the immortal on the immortal corpse. Your so-called Ziwei death talisman...has expired!"

After saying that, Xiao Hua released the imprisoned Chong Yuan!

Chongyuan got free, rushed to the coffin, threw himself on it, and shouted heartbreakingly, "Huanji, Huanji, didn't you agree to wait for me? I...I'm just leaving you temporarily."

You reincarnated once, how did you...how did you end up like this? You...what about the vow you made to me when you were still alive?"

Chong Yuan's tears fell. The strange thing is that the coffin that withstood the flames could not resist Chong Yuan's tears. The tears fell directly on Huan Ji's face!

However, within a few moments, the tears dried up and were swallowed up by rust!

Looking at this scene, Xiao Hua also shook his head slightly. People have two sides, and so do immortals. Even if they become spirits, they have different roles.

In Xiao Hua's eyes, the Ghost King is a heinous spirit. He left the Star Demon Battle Formation to Kuang Tian to sacrifice the souls of Kuang Tian and Qiu Mo. The Ghost King even devoured many undead souls in Ziya Villa and destroyed them.

He killed many immortals, but in front of this immortal corpse, he was a kind and loving immortal and spiritual body. Xiao Hua could even imagine that a dust immortal came here from Fire Pan Peak and had to endure countless hardships and experiences.

How many life and death disasters!

But when he finally arrived at his destination, he was faced with the changes of nature and people!

While Xiao Hua sighed, his mind moved again. He noticed Zhao Ting's movements. As soon as he spread his sleeves, Zhao Ting flew out!

"Ah??" Zhao Ting exclaimed as soon as she flew out, and lost her voice, "Old... Master, I... I seem to be home, how... why does this place feel so familiar?"

After saying that, Zhao Ting looked at Huanji in the coffin and shouted again, "She...she...I...why do I look like I'm looking at myself?"

Xiao Hua thought for a moment and asked, "Ting'er, haven't you seen Huan Ji in the sea market on Zihuan Island?"

"Zihuan Island? Haishi??" Zhao Ting looked at Xiao Hua, shook her head and said, "The disciple has a low status and is not qualified to contact Zihuan Island. Naturally, he has never met Huanji."

"You...do you remember anything?"

Chong Yuan raised his head, wiped the tears from his eyes, looked at Zhao Ting eagerly, and asked, "The snow, the mountains, and..."

"Maybe?" Zhao Ting shook her head slightly and replied, "I feel familiar. I thought it was a memory from childhood..."

Before Zhao Ting could finish speaking, Chongyuan lowered his head, took a deep look at the immortal corpse in the coffin, and sang softly:

A song of eternal regret through the ages,

Youyoumagui has black hair left behind.

The sorrowful words of the corpse of the Blissful Immortal,

How much does the reincarnated spirit body change?

"Boom..." Zhao Ting's immortal body was shaken, and there was pain in her eyes again.

Chongyuan took the opportunity and said, "Huanji, do you still remember? This is what I sing to you every time I escape reincarnation and turn into a ghost? You have the Ziwei Death Talisman, so you don't have to reincarnate, but I can't, my spirit

Every once in a while, the body will dissipate and turn into a ghost again. Did you know? Every time I re-condensate into a ghost, I am very scared, lest I accidentally enter reincarnation... and lose your memory.

I'm also afraid...if I'm not careful, I will be swallowed by other ghosts and I will never see you again..."

"I don't know, I don't know..." Zhao Ting exclaimed, shaking her head vigorously.

While shaking her head, the talisman between Zhao Ting's eyebrows once again gave off a faint flame, echoing the gleaming talismans between the immortal corpse's eyebrows.

Xiao Hua reminded: "Chongyuan, success is a death talisman, failure is a death talisman! Now that Huanji has been reincarnated, the death talisman prevents her soul from awakening, and as time goes by, the death talisman may destroy Huanji."

Ji's memory was shattered, and she could no longer remember the past..."

"I know..." Chongyuan looked at the immortal corpse affectionately and said word by word, "But I can't bear to part with it. Her immortal body has been under the protection of the death talisman for a long time. Once the death talisman is revealed, she...

...will turn into fly ash..."

With that said, Chongyuan raised his eyes to look at Zhao Ting, the enthusiasm in his eyes had been extinguished like fire, and said, "She certainly has Huanji in her soul, but...she is not Huanji after all..."

"You decide for yourself!" Xiao Hua replied, "Zhao Ting is my disciple, I have nothing to do with Huanji, and Huanji... to be honest, she united with the Da Kun Kingdom and deceived me, even if I kill her

, and no one will say anything!”

"As for Zhao Ting..." Xiao Hua looked at Zhao Ting, his eyes were a little complicated, but also a little loving, and said, "She also faces choices, and her choice will lead to a different life. But no matter what she chooses, I will support her, and

I am equally confident... to help her complete her choice!"

Although Xiao Hua did not say what Zhao Ting's choice was, Chong Yuan could understand that no matter what Zhao Ting chose, one of them was to obliterate Huanji and the scapegoat mark in Huanji's soul.

Chong Yuan didn't know what Xiao Hua's strength was, but hearing that he could erase the mark of the death talisman, his heart felt like falling into an ice cave again. Apart from Huanji himself, he was probably the only one who had a specific understanding of the power of the Ziwei death talisman.

He doesn't believe that anyone in the Desire Realm Heaven can erase the death talisman mark, but since Xiao Hua dares to say it, then... Xiao Hua must be able to do it!

"I know this choice is difficult..." Xiao Hua continued, "So I will give you a day and a night to think about it!"

After saying that, Xiao Hua turned to Zhao Ting and said, "Ting'er, would you like to go out with me first?"

"No need..." Without waiting for Zhao Ting to answer, Chongyuan raised his eyes to look at the fairy puppet and the ax in the distance of the coffin, and said lightly, "These are things I didn't have last time when I left Paradise Palace. This...

The ax should be the inheritance of my Chong family, and it is also the long-cherished wish I accidentally mentioned to her before I left last time! Since she used the Thousand Gods and Thousands of Minds technique to go out and find this thing and then come back, she has obviously given up her last obsession.

I...if I don't come back for a long time, she...I'm afraid she will be tired too. There is no eternal love in this world, so...that's it..."

Speaking of this, Chong Yuan suddenly looked at Xiao Hua and Zhao Ting, and asked softly, "But before taking off the crape myrtle death talisman, can I tell you a story?"

"Of course..." Xiao Hua looked at Zhao Ting, who nodded slightly.

"...A long, long time ago..." Chongyuan raised his hand to hold the immortal corpse's hand, looked at the rusty face of the immortal corpse, and said lovingly, "It's been so long that I can't remember the time. I just

I remember that the snow at that time was very pure, and the peak of Dongzun Mountain was very high. At that time, there was no Zhao family in Qiyunling, only Ma Gui's Shuolei Gate. I joined Shuolei Gate from a family that was almost annihilated, and met Huan Huan.

Ji..."
Chapter completed!