The red light behind Zhang Ziyou flashed by, causing no trouble, and even Zhang Ziyou didn't even notice it at all.

However, behind Zhang Ziling, the Soul-Devouring Demon Sword, which was transporting spiritual power to the upper Void Spirit Armor, trembled fiercely, glanced at Zhang Ziyou and Zhang Ziling without trace, and then started doing his own thing as if nothing had happened.

"Brother, it's so amazing!" Zhang Ziyou looked at her smooth skin and said in surprise, her eyes full of excitement.

She never expected that the effect of the stamina pill was even stronger than the legendary effect!

"Just as long as Ziyou is happy." Zhang Ziling concealed the emotions deep in his eyes and said to Zhang Ziyou.

"By the way, brother, tell me where my brother has been going in the past eight years? Ziyou is very curious!" Zhang Ziyou quickly put the changes in his body aside, and looked at Zhang Ziling with his chin on his hands and asked.

Compared to herself, Zhang Ziyou cares more about her stupid brother, what has been doing in the past eight years.

Zhang Ziyou believed that no matter what the reason, Zhang Ziling would not leave her alone, unless he encountered force majeure factors.

Seeing that Zhang Ziyou showed such great interest in his experience, Zhang Ziling also put his emotions aside and looked at Zhang Ziyou with anticipation and told him in a casual manner.

"Maybe you have guessed that Ziyou, my brother has gone to another world within these eight years. And there is called Xuanxiao Big 6!"

As soon as Zhang Ziling finished speaking, Zhang Ziyou was stunned for a moment, and had not yet reacted to what Zhang Ziling had just said.

Xuan, Xuanxiao Big 6?

Zhang Ziyou suddenly realized that she was listening to something amazing.

Looking at Zhang Ziyou's stunned expression, Zhang Ziling just smiled. He was not surprised by Zhang Ziyou's performance. It was Zhang Ziling who was sure that no matter what he said, his mèi would believe it. If anyone else had anybody else, he would probably not believe it first.

"In these eight years, maybe only eight years are on the earth. But," Zhang Ziling looked at Zhang Ziyou and said softly, with emotion in his tone, "In that world, I have lived for eight thousand years!"

"Eight thousand years!" Hearing this sentence, Zhang Ziyou stood up in shock, looked at Zhang Ziling excitedly, gritted her teeth, and her eyes began to turn red.

"Ziyou?" Zhang Ziling was slightly stunned when he looked at Zhang Ziyou's current performance.

"Brother!" Zhang Ziyou ignored everything else and rushed into Zhang Ziling's arms and started crying loudly.

Looking at Zhang Ziyou who was crying loudly in his arms, Zhang Ziling felt a little distressed at first, then smiled gently, rubbing Zhang Ziyou's head, "Silly girl, brother, am I back now?"

"Eight thousand years old Ziyou has no brother for eight years, but my brother has no brother for eight thousand years!" Zhang Ziyou cried loudly in Zhang Ziling's arms, "Eight thousand years old brother, you have always been."

Zhang Ziling patted Zhang Ziyou's head lightly. Now Zhang Ziyou seems to have returned to eight years ago, when she was twelve years old, she is still so helpless.

"Brother, just tell you this. The story of eight thousand years is very long." Zhang Ziling chuckled, his tone was extremely gentle.

"Yes." Zhang Ziyou nodded slightly, rubbed his eyes with his fists, and then lay quietly in Zhang Ziling's arms.

"Where should I start?" Zhang Ziling looked at Zhang Ziyou's side face, slightly tidied up his thoughts, and then said, "Let's start with just traveling through time."

Zhang Ziling told Zhang Ziyou a lot, but the eight thousand years was too long, and the road to becoming the supreme must be extremely difficult and extremely exciting. Even if Zhang Ziling only talked about the most exciting and thrilling things, from daytime to late at night, it still only talked about hundreds of years, and most of them were skipped.

But even so, Zhang Ziyou was still shocked when he heard it. When Zhang Ziling talked about danger, he couldn't help but worry about Zhang Ziling, and sometimes sad about Zhang Ziling.

It turns out that my brother has experienced so much to come back

Zhang Ziyou held Zhang Ziling's clothes tightly with his small hands, curled up on the sand like a kitten, and leaned his head against Zhang Ziling's legs.

It was already late at night, and Zhang Ziling was still not tired at all, telling Zhang Ziyou his story.

During this period, Lu Xiaoshuang and the others also came back, but after seeing Zhang Ziling, Zhang Ziyou, and the Soul-Devouring Demon Sword that was gently wiping the upper Void Spirit Armor not far away, they did not disturb Zhang Ziling and quietly retreated out.

Because they could see the deep doting in Zhang Ziling's eyes, they also instantly understood that the woman in Zhang Ziling's arms was probably the most important person in Zhang Ziling's life.

However, Lu Xiaoshuang and the others did not have any jealousy. They even felt that the girl should be spoiled like Zhang Ziling!

Late at night, Zhang Ziling gradually stopped telling, and Zhang Ziyou had already fallen asleep in his arms.

"Ziyou" Zhang Ziling gently lifted the silk covering Zhang Ziyou behind her ears, "Thank you for eight years, you really have worked hard."

Zhang Ziling picked up Zhang Ziyou and put it on the big bed in his bedroom, covering Zhang Ziyou with a quilt. The moonlight outside the window was particularly bright, and the silver light hit Zhang Ziyou's sleeping face, making Zhang Ziyou look particularly beautiful.

This may be the most comfortable sleeping time for Zhang Ziyou in eight years.

Above Zhang Ziyou, a red light slowly emerged, but it was constantly dissipating.

Zhang Ziling stared at the red light silently, clenched his fists, and the bloodthirsty color in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

"Master Demon Emperor." At this time, the Soul-Devouring Demon Sword walked in, looked at Zhang Ziling with some cowardice, and said softly.

"Go out and talk." Zhang Ziling's tone was cold and full of murderous intent, so he turned around and left the bedroom.

Feeling Zhang Ziling's cold and harsh murderous intent, the body of the Soul-Devouring Demon Sword trembled suddenly, he knew

Zhang Ziling is now extremely angry!

After gently bringing the door, the Soul-Devouring Demon Sword came behind Zhang Ziling and stood uneasy.

"That red light is your soul power, right?" Zhang Ziling asked, looking at the full moon outside the window.

"Yes." The Soul-Devouring Demon Sword nodded, "It's indeed my soul power."

"When His Highness Ziyou got me, I found that His Highness Ziyou lost one soul and one spirit, and her soul was missing a corner. In order to keep His Highness Ziyou's soul from dissipating, my subordinates had to use their own soul power to make up for it, but that was not a long-term solution after all."

Click!

As soon as the Soul-Devouring Demon Sword finished speaking, the ground where Zhang Ziling stood was covered with cracks, and the energy around him was compressing to the extreme and began to vibrate.

At any time, Zhang Ziling might explode and bombard the world!

"Ziyou's soul and spirit," a red light flashed in Zhang Ziling's eyes, and a cold murderous intent filled the surroundings, "Who took it away?"
Chapter completed!