Chapter 231
"Look, everyone, Dugu Sword Emperor is back!"

While all the players were watching the Elf Clan and the Imperial Forest Army fighting, they suddenly noticed a figure flying from the sky, and they recognized Fenghun at a glance.

"Are you OK?"

Watching Fenghun fly by, seeing the latter's frowning face, the Elf Queen asked worriedly.

"withdraw troops!"

Seeing the heavy casualties among the elves and humans, Fenghun said two words weakly.

"Can……"

Just as the elf queen was about to say something, but was stopped by Fenghun, the elf queen followed Fenghun's meaning and looked rationally at the elves, seeing that nearly one-third of the [-] clansmen had been damaged, and then looked at the human imperial forest army, Almost half of them were killed or injured before they understood what Fenghun meant.

Looking at the elves with shame, the elf queen no longer had the previous hatred for humans. She knew that it was time to stop. At this moment, she understood the meaning of Fenghun. That's all.

"The elves obey the order and retreat!"

The Elf Queen hastily scolded, and then she was about to turn around and leave.

"Wait, the Spirit Wood Core you want!"

Wind Soul stopped the Elf Queen, took out the Spirit Wood Core, and threw it to the latter.

"Thank you!"

Seeing that Fenghun took the initiative to take out the spirit wood core, the elf queen looked at Fenghun gratefully, and her favor towards Fenghun increased a lot. After thanking her, the elf queen turned and left the sky.

A few seconds later, the elf queen, who was followed by a dense crowd of elves, left the sky, and the long-lost sunlight shone on the earth again.

With the departure of the elves, all human beings breathed a sigh of relief and put down their weapons.

"Sorry, I couldn't protect her well!"

Under everyone's gaze, Feng Hun jumped off the wind spirit beast and walked straight to Cang Qingtian.

"moon……"

After Cang Qingtian listened to Fenghun's words, his expression froze for an instant, and he looked at the latter absent-mindedly, a few teardrops overflowed from the corners of his eyes unnaturally, and the corners of his mouth quivered slightly.The body trembled involuntarily, and then took a step forward, walking towards Cang Yueru step by step.

Seeing Cang Qingtian's reaction, Feng Hun also had an indescribable feeling in his heart. He and Cang Yueru had lived together for more than ten years, how could the white-haired man send the black-haired man to restrain the pain in his heart.

"Sorry, it's all my fault!"

Fenghun handed Cang Yueru to Cang Qingtian, and said in a gloomy voice.

"Master, sorry!"

At this moment, Mo Zixuan came up, patted Fenghun's back, and said with a sigh.Although I don't know what kind of relationship this woman has with Feng Hun to make Feng Hun so sad, but since it is someone Feng Hun knows, it is inevitable to feel sorry for it.Mo Zixuan couldn't help but think back to the time when he heard the news of Wan Yun's death, but he didn't even see him for the last time. This is an eternal regret.

"who are you?"

Seeing someone approaching, Feng Hun quickly called out the star chasing sword and pointed it at Mo Zixuan, saying coldly.

"Forehead……"

Seeing Fenghun's actions, Mo Zixuan was really startled, and hurriedly took two steps back, terrified of Fenghun's murderous eyes.

"..."

Shocked, all the players couldn't help being shocked when they saw this scene. Before, they saw two people call master and apprentice, but now they draw their swords to face each other. What's even more surprising is that the Dugu Sword Emperor actually looks like a dead npc.

"Master...you don't remember me?"

Mo Zixuan just wanted to call Master, but seeing Fenghun's eyes full of murderous intent, he quickly changed his words. Seeing Fenghun's serious appearance at this moment, Mo Zixuan knew that this was not Fenghun's joke, but that he had lost his memory.

"Hey!~"

The sword god and the law god appeared in this open space, looked at the gloomy faces of the crowd, and then turned their eyes to Cang Yueru.

"Take care of him!"

The Sword God helped the injured Dharma God into Mo Zixuan's hands, then walked towards Cang Yueru, and said, "Let me see!"

Hearing the words of the Sword God, Cang Qingtian wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and quickly took two steps back.

Seeing that Fenghun didn't intend to resist, Mo Zixuan couldn't help being slightly taken aback. It seemed that Fenghun had lost part of his memory, and he had obviously forgotten him.

"She's out of breath and her pulse has stopped!"

After testing his pulse and breathing tentatively, Sword God Cangqiong said regretfully.

Hearing the sword god's words, everyone held their breath, and they couldn't let go of their tight hearts.

"There is too much devilish energy gathered in her body, I'm afraid she was ruthlessly beaten by the devil god."

The Sword God looked at the latter again, saw that his lips were purple and his forehead was black, he quickly circulated his kung fu in Cang Yueru's body, and said helplessly after half a minute.

"Senior Sword God, is there any way to save her?"

Seeing that the Sword God seemed to know something, Feng Hun hurriedly asked.There was also hope in Cang Qingtian's eyes.

"Save her, I'm afraid... I can't, she has stopped breathing, unless there is a nuwa stone! Otherwise, nothing can save her."

The Sword God shook his head, and said sternly, eyes full of helplessness.

When he heard the Nuwa stone, Fenghun was taken aback for a moment. So far, the top ten artifacts only have the Xuanyuan Sword, and the other artifacts, Fenghun has no clue yet.

"Kang Qiong, you forgot... Is there a treasure in the South China Sea that can bring people back to life?"

When everyone was in despair, Fashen's void voice spoke slowly. The voice was relatively weak, but it was enough for everyone to hear.

"Kongtong Seal?"

"You? Absorbed magic energy? When?"

The sword god replied hesitantly, and at the same time turned his gaze to the god of law, but after seeing the state of the god of law clearly, he was shocked in place for an instant.

"Senior Dharma God, you..."

Everyone glanced at Fashen and said in surprise.

I saw that Xu Wu's lips were purple, his whole body was weak, and there was a faint black mist between his eyebrows. It seemed that he was eroded by the demonic energy left by the demon god just like Cang Yueru.

"I'm fine!"

Wu Wu pretended to be calm and calm, and continued: "Kongtong seal is one of the top ten artifacts, it can make people live forever, but it can't bring the dead back to life! I'm talking about the time-space ice soul beads! "

"Spacetime Ice Soul Orb?"

Everyone was shocked, obviously they had never heard of this kind of treasure.

"what do you mean……"

"Turn back the time and bring her back to the way she was seven days ago?"

"If that's the case, you're both saved!"

After hearing Wu Wu's words, the Sword God suddenly said in relief.

"Is there such a thing?"

Fenghun was startled, there is something that can turn back time?

(At this time, Fenghun lost his memory and forgot everything in reality.)
"That's right, going back in time does not refer to everything in the world, but to designate a target. It is already against the sky to be able to change fate against the sky. If you can control everything, it is really unrealistic. After all, this kind of thing will attract the sky. Punishment." The Sword God explained.

"Is it only possible to find the Space-Time Ice Soul Orb within seven days? If it's a minute and a second late, can't she be saved?"

Feng Hun held the star chasing sword tightly, and said in a gloomy voice.

"I don't know if it's Qitian or not. I just heard this rumor, and I can't confirm its credibility." Sword God said hesitantly.

"As long as there is a glimmer of hope, I will not give up."

Fenghun looked at the sky resolutely, and said lightly.

Before everyone could finish speaking, Feng Hun took out the map of God and Demon Continent, and disappeared in an instant after a word.

"Alas! I hope so!"

Seeing Fenghun leave without saying anything, Sword God sighed.

"Are you a partner? You made up a story to lie to my master."

Mo Zixuan looked at the two hesitantly, and said in doubt.

"Don't tell him, don't make him regret."

Seeing Mo Zixuan, the sword god saw through his own story at a glance, and said softly.

"Fake...fake!"

Hearing the conversation of several people, Cang Qingtian collapsed and murmured uncontrollably, the ignited hope was instantly extinguished.

"The story is true, it's up to you to believe it or not!"

Xu Wu stood up slowly, walked up to Cang Qingtian, and said something earnestly.

(End of this chapter)

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