Black clothes and long hair shawl.

The black siege, the white isolated island. The black back sitting cross-legged is like a mountain, still motionless. However, the existence of that person is the sky in the underworld.

Thirty-three of the ghost generals, stepping on the black fog, and carrying Dongfang Huan, floating in the void of the big zodiac. When they were about a hundred feet apart from the white island, Thirty-three of the ghost generals knew that they could not move forward any more.

"Thirty-three subordinates, bow to the Lord of the Underworld!"

When he saw him again, he knelt down on one knee. At the same time, he also signaled Dongfang Huan to bow. Since his brother had already bowed, Dongfang Huan did not hesitate at all.

The man in black on the white island naturally heard the words of the ghost general Thirty-three, but did not turn around, but nodded slightly.

"Mysterious body, you are finally here!" The man in black said obviously to Dongfang Huan.

His voice was full of magnetism, as if it had endless magic. It was an extremely peaceful sound that even made people feel infinite warmth in this cold underworld.

"Die Soul Dongfang Huan, bow to the Underworld!" Dongfang Huan's tone was a little sad. At that moment, he seemed to have suffered a little grievance, and finally found the smell of someone complaining.

"Dead Soul?" The man in black seemed to smile, "Little girl, why should he be so resentful? In the three realms, only the underworld can be born after death. If you don't die, how can you get the underworld?"

"But I am dead, so how can I use it if I have the Nether Body?" Dongfang Huan said with a wry smile.

"Haha!" The man in black chuckled twice again, "Life and death are just a matter of my thoughts! If you want to live, I can directly give you an immortal body!"

"Huh?" Dongfang Huan frowned, as if he was disbelief, and couldn't help looking at Dongfang Muxiu.

The Thirty-three Ghost General nodded slightly, indicating that what the Lord of the Underworld said was not false.

The man in black didn't have to look back, but everything was in his eyes. He could only wave his hand gently. A strange immortal power instantly covered Dongfang Huan's body.

Goodbye, Dongfang Huan has a strange blue light radiant. Originally, Dongfang Huan is already the body of a dead soul, illusory and can be dispersed with the wind.

However, it gradually became solidified at this time.

Rebirth of the flesh!

Dongfang Huan is completely tumultuous. You should know that Dongfang Huan is now just a soul-scattering cultivator. His vision, knowledge, and mood are far from the level of a black veil woman in the future.

The methods of the Emperor's methods were far beyond her perception. In Dongfang Huan's view, everything was like a dream and was impossible. However, everything was true.

However, although Dongfang Huan had a physical body, he did not recover his cultivation.

"Your little cultivation is not restored," the man in black said in a very calm tone. "If so, I can give you the invincible cultivation in the future!"

"Oh?" Dongfang Huan was stunned, then said, "Ming Master, I don't ask for cultivation, I just want you to send me back to the sea and wasteland world!"

"Oh?" The man in black seemed a little stunned, "Little girl, you are so persistent in life. Is it because you have any infatuation or unwillingness in your heart? Can you tell me, let me hear it!"

The tone of the man in black is very soft, giving people endless trust.

"Yeah!" Dongfang Huan bit his lower lip lightly, "I want to go back to the sea desert and look at him!"

"Haha!" The man in black suddenly laughed, and seemed to be smiling happily, as if he had heard a ridiculous story about a child.

"Look at him, who is he?"

"He is a demon cultivator, his name is Wang Han, or Amu!" Dongfang Huan did not hide anything from the Underworld. Because, at this moment, Dongfang Huan seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw.

If you can return to the sea desolation, you can see Amu.** reborn, then returning to the sea desolation should not be a problem.

"Demon Cultivator? Amu?" The man in black seemed a little confused. However, the man in black slowly raised his arms and stroked the void.

In an instant, a black and white light mirror was now in the void. This mirror is the secret technique of the Nether Lord. It is expected that the yin and yang worlds are even better than the Leng Yu water mirror.

The black and white light was born and destroyed. At that moment, countless creatures flashed instantly. Several times, the black and white mirror finally locked the East Ridge of the Sea Wasteland.

Dongfang Huan saw again the moment he died. The beautiful and strange man penetrated himself with just one sword.

However, this is no longer important to Dongfang Huan.

Because, the mirror image of the black and white mirror instantly switched to the front of Brahma Temple.

"Amu——"

The Buddha's Magnificent Clothes, the Buddha's Magnificent Clothes. Dongfang Huan finally saw the person she wanted to meet across thousands of mountains.

However, at this time, Amu was holding a woman in purple. The woman in purple had white hair, with her extraordinary charm and charming city and country.

The beauty of Shenyan is naturally indescribable. Dongfang Huan must even admit that the beauty of the woman in purple is far better than her. At this time, what Dongfang Huan saw was the Battle of Brahma, Shenyan exhausted her life and the last moment of her life.

"Wang Han, do you... remember... me?"

"Remember, remember it all the time!"

"You're not lying to me?"

"Chenyan, you and I have a fate, and we will see each other again! Don't forget today's friendship!" That was Amu's words repeated the secret realm of the Desolate Soul to prove that he remembers Chenyan.

"The Eight Suffer Seals, I am your suffering?"

"Wang Han, I'm leaving!"

"Wang Han, forget me!"

"No! Shenyan, you won't die!"

Everything was clearly reproduced in the Mitsuru Water Mirror, and all the conversations between Chen Yan and Amu were heard. It was the most lingering scene of the Battle of Brahma.

Back then, even when the Buddha girl Yunsan was scattered, she would sigh. She herself was not as good as smoke.

Dongfang Huan looked at everything, her eyes were filled with tears and her expression was gloomy.

"Is that the descendant of the Ghost Lord and the Sect Master of the Immortal Ghost Sect?" Dongfang Huan said in her heart that she had heard of the Saint Maiden Ceremony of the Immortal Ghost Sect.

In the mirror, there was a deep smoke and the vitality gradually disappeared. Amu, black and white energy floated out from above his head, like wolf smoke.

"That's the technique of sacrificing life and saving death!" At this time, the cross-legged Emperor seemed to sigh slightly, "For the sake of the woman in purple, he can die!"

This sentence hit Dongfang Huan's heart like a heavy punch. Will he do it for himself? Dongfang Huan knows that the answer must be no.

"Wang Han, in the next life, I will wait for you in the Demon Island."

"Sinking smoke!"

"Shenyan--" Every roar of Amu penetrated Dongfang Huan's heart. At that moment, Amu's words were like Xiao Luo's sword.

"If there is a next life, I will never let you down!" When Amu's voice trembled and tears rolled down, Dongfang Huan bit his lower lip and also flowed down two lines of clear streams.

"Taihuang, you have lived too long in this life and did too many evils! Those who kill my demon servant will die! Chen Yan died, I want to cut off your reincarnation for life. All the bloodlines in the wild will not be left!"

"Sun Smoke, you are my moment and eternity! This forbidden picture was born because of you."

Endless brilliant forbidden pictures, the Emperor of Taihuang was destroyed.

However, all of this is not important to Dongfang Huan. The moment and the eternal forbiddenness may also imprison Dongfang Huan's last love at the moment when Xiao Luo came out of his sword to kill her.

What is cut off in the moment and eternity is not only the cycle of reincarnation that is too desolate, but also the obsession of Dongfang Huan.

And in order to calm the smoke, I want to destroy the wilderness! Then, more than three thousand years later, how could the black veil girl let Amu get what she wants?

The water mirror dissipates! Because it requires the power to penetrate the two realms. The current Nether Lord cannot last for too long.

The man in black actually coughed a few times.

Unfortunately, this detail was completely ignored by Dongfang Huan, who was prematurely confused. Until many years later, even though she had heard the Demon Lord's cough, she did not recall this moment.

"The person you are infatuated with may not love you!" The man in black stopped coughing and slowly told the truth of the Three Realms.

Dongfang Huan was silent.

However, at this time, she was still struggling and trying hard to find the little things that Amu left for her. Although it was pitiful, Dongfang Huan still had a trace of hope in her heart.

For example, Amu did not come to Qingyuan, but was actually too busy. Also, Amu once said that he would spare her forever. In Dongfang Huan's opinion, these are all sweet memories.

Love, sometimes, is so ridiculous. Always give yourself comfort and excuses.

"Thirty-three!" The man in black called softly.

"I'm here!" The ghost general thirty-three hurriedly responded.

"Take your girl and drink the Wangchuan water! Then, forgetting that person will be good for her!" The man in black was still calm.

It's not like an order, but like a kind of comfort.

The ghost general Thirty-three frowned slightly, then looked at Dongfang Huan. He knew Dongfang Huan's temperament best. He said on the road that he would not drink, so he probably wouldn't change now.

Sure enough, Dongfang Huan's lower lip had blood marks at this time, but he still shook his head stubbornly.

Love and hate may change, but they should not be forgotten! This is Dongfang Huan's words, maybe she is maintaining the dignity of her love.

"Oh!" the man in black sighed, "My successor, you will not forget him! He may not remember you in the next life!"

"No! He will remember me!" Dongfang Huan said stubbornly, but his voice was so pale and powerless.

"Haha!" The man in black smiled bitterly, shook his head, and his black hair gently swung, "Silly child, what if I remember? He will not treat you like a woman in purple! Many people are passers-by in each other's lives! Many faces will wither!"

Dongfang Huan was silent and spoke slowly for a while.

"Hide Lord, I will definitely not be me in the next life. But if I have love, no matter what my appearance is, he must be happy when he first met me!"

If you have a heart, you should resonate! Dongfang Huan suddenly laughed.

Because, she watched, the first encounter in the next life! (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!