The magic soldier begins to cross

Chapter 143 Dreamland
"That is to say, all the creatures in the world are created by white jade?" Nangong Wentian asked in surprise.

Sion nodded and replied: "The creation power of the Nuwa tribe is amazing, but I don't understand that she won the final victory, but now she disappeared without a trace."

"Then what are your plans now?" Nangong Wentian was amazed after learning about these things, but fortunately it has been so long, and he hoped that the so-called Bai Yu would never appear, looking at the huge Sion and asked.

But on the contrary, Sion showed a relieved expression, half a smile, not a smile, looking at these piled up bones, he laughed desolately.

"My former friends and relatives all died in the battle, but after I broke free from the shackles of the white jade, I could feel the vitality in my body passing away bit by bit, and it would dissipate in this world after a while."

"What?" Nangong Wentian asked in surprise. He thought he could survive, but with such an extra helper, he didn't expect that he would die as soon as he regained consciousness.

"Little guy, the energy in the meteorite on your body is very strange. It is the same as the raw material of the celestial maiden white moon. I hope you don't make the same mistakes of the past." Sion looked at him solemnly and asked.

Nangong Wentian was stunned, holding the triangular rhombus-shaped stone that opened this place in his hand, who did not expect that this thing was the same as the source of the celestial maiden white moon?

No wonder the dragon-patterned fish couldn't be killed no matter how you cut it. It seems that this meteorite really has a strange energy, which can break the balance of natural development and forcibly reverse the cycle of life and death.

"Thank you for telling me this." Nangong Wentian suddenly felt a little sad, watching Sion's huge body start to fade away.

"If anyone didn't bring this meteorite to open here, I wouldn't be able to wake up again. Perhaps this is fate."

Sion suddenly laughed, smiling brilliantly, looking up at the sunset that was about to set. After falling for so long, it was time for him to find his former relatives, and maybe he could see Baiyu again in that world.

"I have the same origin as the fallen angel on your body, so I should be able to help you a little."

When his body was about to disappear into the setting sun, he looked down at the ring of corruption flickering behind Nangong Wentian and muttered.

After completely dissipating, it turned into a ray of white light, and before Wentian could react, he actually fell directly into the ring of corruption.

zizi…

Suddenly, the halo shone with a dazzling dark light, illuminating the Mount of the Holy Sepulcher extremely brightly.

Nangong Wentian stood there blankly for a long time, looking at the sunset in the distance, a wave flashed in his eyes.

"Thank you."

He muttered this sentence to himself.

And with the disappearance of Sion, all the bones in this Nuoda square were weathered into gray smoke and scattered in the distance.

This period of ancient deeds will be sealed forever.

Nangong Wentian closed his eyes, and his heart became calm. The ring of corruption behind him turned, and what overflowed was no longer dark and frightening light, but soft white light.

It began to circle around him, slowly extended to the entire square and began to expand, and finally covered the entire Holy Sepulcher Hill.

At this time, Meng Ling, Ye Xiu and the others had just led the people to the foot of the mountain, watching the scene on the Holy Sepulchre in amazement.

The sun was setting in the west, and the afterglow reflected the sunset, and the entire Mount of the Holy Sepulcher was shrouded in white light and became softer.

And something that surprised everyone happened, the barren Mount of the Holy Sepulcher sprung up like mushrooms in an instant.

In just a short ten seconds, a mountain was covered with greenery and became very beautiful.

After night fell, a bright halo at the top of the Holy Sepulcher Hill shone all over the mountains and plains. Nangong Wentian placed all the people in the square on the top of the mountain, which was already like a garden. They were just ordinary people who were exhausted after a day of driving.

But he himself didn't feel sleepy at all. He stood alone on the edge of the mountain and looked into the distance, with a serious expression on his face.

He has been thinking about what Sion said, the Nuwa tribe can only give birth to women, so is he really not the son of Yuyan?
But this body has been living in Nangong City since he can remember, and everyone calls him Nangong Young Master.

Although Nangong Yi is strict with him, he loves him very much.

So this matter made him very puzzled, but Sion didn't seem to be lying to him.

Hey…

He sighed softly, looked at the moonlight in the distance, stretched out his right hand for a while, when Sion's last white light merged into his fallen ring.

Not only did the fallen angel get a qualitative improvement, even the hand bones were completely healed, which made him marvel at this ancient divine power.

"Do you have something on your mind?" Meng Ling walked lightly to his side, since they met just now, it seems that he has been depressed and worried.

Wen Tian turned his head, staring at Meng Ling with long blue-purple hair tied into a single ponytail with deep eyes, her brows are tall but not sharp, but gentle and casual, she has a ray of iron heart and Bei Mingxue's tenderness.

Coupled with her heavy and stable, it can be said that she is a perfect girl.

Meng Ling looked up at Nangong Wentian with her dark blue pupils, waiting for his answer.

"Do you think I resemble my father, Nangong Yi, or my mother?"

Wentian looked into her star-like eyes without any timidity, and suddenly said such a sentence.

Seeing his solemn face, she thought she had encountered some unsolvable problem, but what surprised Meng Ling was that she asked such a sentence all of a sudden.

Meng Ling showed embarrassment, glanced at Wentian secretly, stuck out her tongue, and replied coquettishly: "It doesn't seem like it at all."

"Really?" Nangong Wentian raised his eyebrows in response, but his face became more serious.

Seeing him standing blankly for a long time before letting out a breath, his expression was relieved, he looked at Meng Ling and said, "Thank you, let's go to bed early tonight, we will set off early tomorrow morning."

"Yeah, good night." Meng Ling nodded, since she was not going to be left behind, she also cleverly walked away to rest beside her.

Looking back at the people lying on the ground, most of them had fallen asleep due to fatigue, he smiled, and found a flat place to lie down with his hands behind his head.

In the dream, Nangong Wentian had a strange dream, he saw Nangong City in a daze, but it was a bit hazy.

He was surprised to see that he still had Dongfang Tiexin, Beimingxue, Mengling and Nangong Wenya, including his parents.

It seems to be a party, Tianjing Beast, Yu Linglong, and Shennong Beast are also there, and everyone is talking and laughing happily together.

But at this moment, everyone's expressions became stiff, and that Nangong Wentian shook and called everyone anxiously.

All of a sudden, blood rained down from the clear sky, and then thunder and lightning struck these people, watching everyone around him fall down one by one.

Wentian looked at himself screaming and crying wildly holding the corpse of his relative, but he was the only one who was fine, everyone died...

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(End of this chapter)