Lawyer Zhan Zhao

"Brother Zhan, what happened?" Ding Yuehua asked worriedly.

Zhan Zhao shook his head, "It's about Brother Bai."

"What's wrong with Fifth Brother Bai?" Ding Yuehua asked anxiously, "Brother Zhan, you said to save people, could it be that Fifth Brother Bai had an accident?"

"We'll talk about it when I come back!" Zhan Zhao rubbed Ding Yuehua's head lightly, and said, "We'll talk about it when I come back."

"Has the Mozun come back yet?" Zhan Zhao asked.

Both Ding Yuehua and Solanum nigrum nodded.

Zhan Zhao sighed, looked at Lan Xiao, Fang Diao and the magician, and said, "Miss Solanum nigrum, everyone here regards your cultivation as the highest, I hope you can help me guard these three people."

Solanum nigrum smiled and nodded, "Don't worry, Brother Zhan."

"Yuehua, after Mozun comes back, I hope you can talk to him and ask him to help Big Brother and the others." Zhan Zhao ordered again.

"En!" Ding Yuehua nodded.

"Hehe, don't worry, Brother Zhan, Mo Zunlou will agree to any request from Sister Yuehua... You don't know, when I first saw Sister Yuehua, I thought I saw Sister Zixuan!" Aoi smiled softly.

Zhan Zhao was slightly taken aback, Yuehua and Zixuan were very similar... Mozun had mentioned it before, but he didn't care.

However, there are gods, ghosts and ghosts in this world. Could it be that Yuehua and Zixuan are really related?

Shaking his head, Zhan Zhao came back to his senses, and said hastily, "Let's not talk about it, I'm going to save people!"

Everyone nodded, and Zhan Zhao didn't hesitate any longer, and flew directly to the north of Xiangyang City.

Zhan Zhao flew rapidly, non-stop all the way, flew over the Jiujiesong Wufeng Ridge, still heading north, almost reaching the border of Henan, where there is a mountain peak.

Zhan Zhao's spiritual sense has discovered that Bai Yuewu is on that mountain!

That mountain is majestic, and some buildings can be seen faintly on it, and there are many hills around it, and the main peak has a faint feeling of supporting the sky.

When he came to that mountain, Zhan Zhao was stunned, because there was a stone tablet at the foot of the mountain, and on the stone tablet were written three large characters.

Wudang Mountain!

"This is Wudang Mountain?" Zhan Zhao was startled, "Zhang Sanfeng's Wudang Mountain?"

"It's not the time to be in a daze!" Zhan Zhao quickly regained his senses, took a step in the air, and flew out quickly.

Entering the mountains, Zhan Zhaotian's eyes shone brightly, and the power of spiritual consciousness immediately covered the surroundings. It was clear that Bai Yuewu was on the mountainside.

Near the mountainside, there is a cave with cliffs and jagged rocks in front of the cave.

The scenery in front of the cave is amazing, the clear spring winds like a jade belt, and the lights are shining like pearls flying, just like big and small beads falling on a jade plate.The entrance is hidden behind a hanging waterfall, and the waterfall is divided by convex stones, showing a nine-curved stone bridge, which circles and leads to the mountains, which is extremely delicate.This cave is like the water curtain cave of Monkey King in myths and legends.

His spiritual sense could clearly see that Bai Yuewu was hiding behind the waterfall.

Zhan Zhao took a step forward, and his mana was activated, cutting off the flow of water, and he stepped directly behind the waterfall.

The eyes of the sky flickered, and the light was dim, but Zhan Zhao could see clearly. There was a stone platform deep in the cave. It looks a little scary.

However, Zhan Zhao's expression changed slightly, the corners of his eyes were a little wet, he raised his hand, and touched his cheeks, there were moist and crystal clear, and an inexplicable sadness rose from the bottom of his heart.

Because there was a sword next to the bloody man. Zhan Zhao had seen that sword countless times, and he was already familiar with it.

That sword is Huaying Sword.

The corpse on the stone platform should be Chinchilla Bai Yutang!

"The book and sword are falling, the jade face is romantic, a hero of the world. Reminiscing on the empty island, singing wildly and drinking; in the city of Tokyo, sending a note and leaving a knife. After all, a young man, Fang Gang is full of blood, and the dragon court is also shaken by shock. What a joy! Just clank and pride, Has defeated the royal cat."

"The world of mortals is far away, and Xie Zhiji is willing to throw away his surname and life. Sigh for loyalty and courage, and finally sink into copper. Mo Xie will bury his hatred for the night. The tomorrow is boundless, the Bian River is exhausted, and the end of the world is lonely from now on. How not to teach you to go slowly Those who have lost their dreams will lose their souls."

A poem appeared in Zhan Zhao's mind. It was a poem he had read in his previous life. He didn't remember the name, but he only remembered that it was written for Bai Yutang. Sad and heart-wrenching, Zhan Zhao couldn't help but read it out.

Bai Yutang is dead...

He is still dead.

The snowy white clothes in the past have been soaked in blood, the handsome face can no longer be distinguished, and the arrogant tone of the past, can you no longer hear it?

Do not!

Zhan Zhao suddenly looked at the person next to Bai Yutang's body.

There is still hope.

It was a young girl, dressed in pink and white tulle, embroidered cloth shoes, hair bun like snow, almond eyes and cherry lips, beautiful features, without extravagance, but with a trace of purity.

Hearing the words Zhan Zhao chanted just now, the girl trembled slightly and fell silent.

A white fox appeared on the girl's celestial cover. The fox lightly attached to Bai Yutang's body, and traces of white breath fell from the fox and merged into Bai Yutang's body. A lifelike fox had lost its two hind legs. As the white breath entered Bai Yutang's body, the white fox's body became light and transparent.

Zhan Zhao moved his lips lightly, but couldn't say a word.

White hair like snow...

In the past, Bai Yuewu's hair was in a bun like black ink, and her shawl was covered with black silk, but now she has long snow-white hair... The cheeks that used to be delicate and charming, have long since lost their color, appearing pale and feeble.

"Miss Bai..." Zhan Zhao stepped forward and said softly, "Is it worth it?"

"Zhenjun..." Bai Yuewu's voice was a bit vicissitudes, "Everything is worth it..."

The voice was very calm, but Zhan Zhao's heart ached when he heard it, because Bai Yuewu's originally crisp voice was actually a little old at this moment.

Zhan Zhao stood aside, silent.

I want to save others, but how should I save them?

Zhan Zhao has become a Sanxian at this moment. Seeing Bai Yuewu's movements, he knows that Bai Yuewu is using her own soul to reunite Bai Yutang's shattered soul.

crushed souls...

Zhan Zhao suddenly clenched his fists, showing a faint evil intention, but he was restrained around his body.

It's ridiculous... I said before that even if there is a big disturbance in the underworld, Bai Yutang should be returned to the sun, but I didn't expect that Bai Yutang had already lost his soul and spirit, and his body and spirit were destroyed...

If a person dies, he will go to the underworld, that's just subconscious troubles... But I never thought that if the magician killed Bai Yutang, how could he let his soul go...

Soul flies away!Zhan Zhao clenched his fist tightly, and the killing intent reverberated in his chest.

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