nine coffins

Chapter 392 In this life and the afterlife, I love eternity

Chapter 0388 this life afterlife, I love eternity
The magic light emitted by the head of the devil should not be underestimated.

However, it was nothing to Shen Yan, who was holding the spear of Shura and who was in the upper realm of Yin-Yang Tribulation.With a flick of the spear in Shen Yan's hand, two black lights radiated directly to meet the magic light from the head of the demon.

"boom--"

The four black lights collided like two thunderbolts.The tyrannical tribulation force scattered in the void, and the mountains dozens of miles away were suddenly shaken.

Fortunately, there seems to be no one in this area for thousands of miles, otherwise I am afraid they will all be affected.

Goodbye to the void, Shen Yan didn't move at all, but Xiao Luo retreated suddenly.

Wen Muran and Xiao Luo had the most tacit understanding, they teleported out one by one, and followed Xiao Luo closely.

"Escape!" This is the same thought of the two people.

Facing Shen Yan, they had no choice but to escape.With the force of that shock, the devil's skull retracted.A magic circle had already appeared under Xiao Luo's feet.This magic circle seems to be more powerful than Amina's escape from the forbidden map, but naturally it consumes a lot.

"Want to leave! Hmph!" Shen Yan sneered, and the Asura spear in his hand couldn't help but shoot directly, turning into a black streamer, and went straight to Xiao Luo.

"Flee!" Xiao Luo shouted lightly.The magic circle under his feet opened instantly, and then closed again instantly, goodbye Xiao Luo and Wen Muran were gone.

However, Shura's spear, unabated, disappeared all of a sudden.The ancient Tianbao in Jiejing's hands can already penetrate a certain time and space.

With this move, Shen Yan definitely used the Shura spear to the extreme.

"Dang——" In the void, a strange bell sounded for some reason.Bursts of magic energy make people feel cold.

"Magic clock!" Amu's heart trembled.I don't know how far away it is, the sound of the magic bell.It seemed that Shen Yan's spear was chasing after Xiao Luo, Xiao Luo had no choice but to sacrifice the magic clock at last.

"Hmph!" Shen Yan sneered, and shook one hand in the void, seeing that the Shura spear had already returned to her hand.A drop of black blood was in the blood groove of the spear.

Did this Shura spear piercing through the void, guarded by a magic clock, actually hurt Xiao Luo?Amu felt incredible.

What kind of cultivation is this Shen Yan?Xiao Luo, who has always been conceited, and Wen Muran, who is as resourceful as a sea, dare not love to fight.Amu doesn't remember everything about Shen Yan at all, so he can only speculate according to usual.

Just now Shen Yan said that Xiao Luo was in the upper realm of water calamity, so in Amu's view, this Chen Yan should be in the same realm as Grandma Qianhua.

Goodbye, at this time Shen Yan put away the Shura spear, then turned around slowly, looking at Amu.

"Wang Han—"

After only two words, Shen Yan felt like a stick in his throat.If at this time, Shen Yan took off the face of the supreme ghost, then Amuding would see Shen Yan's flowery smiling face with tears in it.

In 220 years, no one knew how much Shen Yan was looking forward to and waiting. In fact, it was a kind of torment at a loss.Only the jumping drop of soul blood between the eyebrows has been the greatest spiritual support for Shen Yan in the long years.

Many times, Shen Yan would be afraid.

But as a great monk in the Yin-Yang Tribulation Realm, what would Shen Yan be afraid of?
Shen Yan is only afraid that the soul blood between her eyebrows will suddenly dissipate on a certain day and at a certain moment.

In the vast sea and wasteland, thousands of miles are counted.However, the smoky purple clothes are like a boat sailing on the sea in the dark night.There is no direction, but it is paddling with all its strength.

220 years of hardships and joys, only Shen Yan knew it.

"Thank you...Miss Shen for saving me!" Amu politely bowed to Shen Yan.

The tingling pain in my mind just now gradually faded away.However, Amu had no idea who Shen Yan was in front of him.A Mu could only speculate from the conversation between Shen Yan and Xiao Luo just now, that he should have a deep friendship with this purple-clothed ghost-faced woman.

However, Amu did not dare to speculate about the specifics.So Amu didn't know how to treat Shen Yan at this time, hesitated for a while, and could only thank him politely.

"Thank you Miss Shen?" As soon as Amu's words came out, Shen Yan's body shook.Like a head of cold water, poured down.

Amu's tone and address are absolutely unacceptable to Shen Yan!

"Wang Han, you call me... Shen... Miss?" Shen Yan's voice trembled slightly.

"Huh?" Amu was a little dazed, mainly because he didn't know what Shen Yan meant.In fact, according to his cultivation level, Amu changed his name to Shen Yan's senior, but Amu could hear that Shen Yan didn't seem to mean that.

"That's right!" Shen Yan seemed to have a wry smile, and said slowly, "On the day of the Immortal Ghost Sect, you already said that you and I will never owe each other! You can't forget what happened to Ming'er, right? Call me Shen Guizong There's nothing wrong with it, girl."

"Huh?" Amu was confused when he heard it. What and what is this?
"Miss Shen, there may be some misunderstanding!" Amu hurriedly said, "I met you for the first time today, and I don't know you at all! I don't understand what you are saying! Who is Ming'er?"

Amu doesn't remember Shen Yan, and he doesn't remember Yu'er is now Ming'er.In Amu's memory, Yu'er was only hit by the tears of Wangchuan, but it is unknown who cast the spell.

"Huh?" Shen Yan seemed to be taken aback for a moment, even through the ghost mask, Amu could feel Shen Yan's gaze, "Wang Han, have you lost your memory?"

"This?" Amu didn't know how to answer, "Probably not! It's just that I really don't remember the girl!"

"What's that between your eyebrows?" At this moment, the technique that Shui Mei passed on to Amu had no effect, and the sword mark on Amu's eyebrows appeared, so it would naturally not escape Shen Yan's eyes.

"An eminent monk told me that it was the Seal of Eight Sufferings!" Amu said.

"The Seal of Eight Sufferings?" Shen Yan asked in amazement, and asked at the same time, "What about your cultivation level? Hmm? Sea of ​​Bitterness Buddha Lamp, Zhiling Buddha?"

With the realm of Shen Yan, it is natural to see Amu's Buddha roots at a glance, and many questions arise accordingly.In fact, Shen Yan has a lot to say to Amu.

Where has Amu been in these 220 years?What did you do?However, Amu did not remember himself, making it impossible for Shen Yan to speak.

For a moment, Amu didn't know how to answer, and although the purple-clothed woman in front of him frightened Xiao Luo away, Amu didn't know if he could fully trust her.

"The Seal of Eight Sufferings has sealed my cultivation base. I will practice Buddhism again to break the seal!" When he said these words, Amu retreated instinctively.

Naturally, all of this cannot escape Shen Yan's eyes. Although Amu only took a small step, in Shen Yan's heart, it was as if he had retreated thousands of miles.

"Seal of Eight Bitterness?" Shen Yan had never heard of such a spell, but in an instant, Shen Yan remembered Yu'er's Tears of Forgetfulness.The sword mark between Amu's eyebrows is like the tear mark between Yu'er's eyebrows.

At this time, the sword mark between Amu's eyebrows was extremely glaring in Shen Yan's eyes.Is it also to forget the past events of the three lives and the three lives, and cut off the love in this life and the next life?
But Amu is remembered by others, except himself!It's almost a blatant irony.

"You don't remember me at all?" Shen Yan asked again without giving up.At the same time, the Yin-Yang Galaxy Map was sacrificed in the void by Shen Yan, and a star-studded enchantment was formed.

The face of the supreme ghost receded, and Shen Yan revealed that peerless face.His face was full of tears, but he looked at Amu with a smile.

"Wang Han, don't you really remember me? Even a tiny bit?" Shen Yan looked at Amu with her beautiful eyes, her voice trembling.

Amu just felt a burst of heartache, and another tingle in his head.

At this time, because Amu remembered how Yu'er was hit by the tears of Wangchuan, Amu believed that he had forgotten the woman in front of him.

"No! You once appeared in my dream." Amu smiled.This is not just a consolation, at the end of Menghun Village, Amuzhen has seen that smiling face like pear blossoms and rain.

"That's enough!" Shen Yan smiled sweetly, this smile is enough to captivate all beings, "But, you really don't remember me, do you?"

Amu knew the pain of being ignored by important people, but Amu could only nod at this moment, because he really didn't remember anything.

Love is like smoke, hate is like smoke.Love is as ethereal as smoke, and hate is like smoke.

"You can tell me your story! I believe it! I must believe it!" Amu blurted out this sentence.For some reason, he was particularly unwilling to see that Shen Yan's tears.

It was a heartache!

"Oh?" Shen Yan smiled like a flower after hearing what Amu said.

Amu's words, Shen Yan is actually not what I want.Now that Amu is in danger, he chooses to believe in Shen Yan, which is a kind of recognition in itself.

However, Shen Yan shook her head.

"No need!" Shen Yan smiled, then looked in the direction of the Western Black Water, and said to herself, "It turns out that being forgotten by a loved one is such a pain! God let me know your pain."

"Forget about me!" Shen Yan looked at Amu and said with a sad smile, "Because, I may not be able to accompany you in the future! In 220, I can see you again, my wish is fulfilled!"

"Huh?" Amu looked at Shen Yan, and for some reason, tears dripped from the corners of his eyes.At this moment, Amu's heart was in turmoil, as if cut by a knife, but he didn't know why it hurt. Amu didn't have the heart to ask the question of 220 years.

"Wang Han, let's go! Go to Fantian Temple, someone will protect you on the way!" Shen Yan took a few steps forward until she walked in front of Amu.

"Forget me!" Shen Yan's tears flowed down her cheeks, and she leaned over.At this moment, an intoxicating blush appeared on that peerless face that could overwhelm the city and the country.

"No matter what, in this life and the next life, I love eternity!" As she said, Shen Yan kissed Amu's lips lightly, and they separated immediately.

At this moment, Amu didn't know whether he was imprisoned by Shen Yan, or by his own heartache.He could feel Shen Yan's endless sadness, and he could even feel that he and Shen Yan were connected by blood.Between Shen Yan's eyebrows, there seemed to be a self beating.

However, he didn't know what to do!
Then, goodbye Shen Yan suddenly formed a magic seal.

The yin and yang star river map dissipated, and the face of the supreme ghost and god appeared.Shen Yan patted Amu's shoulder lightly, and a magic circle like water patterns appeared under Amu's feet.

Without waiting for Amu to say anything, the magic circle fluctuated, and Amu disappeared instantly.

The end of the world is thinking, the cold moon is facing the distant mountains! During the 220 years, everything that Shen Yan has experienced is vivid in his mind.

Shen Yan never thought that 220 years of anticipation and search would lead to such a result, but Shen Yan painfully accepted such a result.

The cold night, the heavy smoke isolated the void, the tall figure, the white hair like snow, that is endless loneliness.

At this time, a white figure gradually appeared in the void.

(End of this chapter)