When Xia Sheng woke up from his coma, he seemed to feel someone rubbing his face with a smooth stone. His chest was pressed by a heavy object, and he was even breathless.

The strong cold made him shudder, and then he tried hard to open his eyes.

As I saw it, there was a smooth white, and the cold and hard touch fell on his face, like... an egg that had been magnified dozens of times...

Um?

"One...One?"

Xia Sheng shook his head vigorously, making his mind clearer, and then he struggled to sit up from the ground.

When Dandan found that Xia Sheng had woken up, she seemed a little happy. She jumped up from Xia Sheng's body, ran around him happily for two laps, and then raised her long legs proudly.

Xia Sheng rubbed his stinging and swollen head and said with a wry smile: "It seems that you have broken free from the shackles of Qiangsang, so why didn't you run away?"

This question immediately made Dandan stunned, and then she ran to the wilderness ahead.

But before it could run ten feet away, it stopped again, turned its head, and looked at Xia Sheng hesitantly.

At the same time, Xia Shengcai suddenly discovered that perhaps because the power of the White Flame Sword Formation was too powerful, this Forgetful Forest Land had been razed to the ground, at least within his sight, there was no tree visible!

He was shocked and quickly got up from the ground, turned to look behind him.

"Liaosang!"

Behind Xia Sheng, there was no towering ancient tree, only a weak sapling was left, trembling in the night wind.

Xia Sheng bent down and held the broken and fragile branches and leaves of Qiongsanna with both hands, with apologies written on his face: "I'm too arrogant."

With the resources of a martial artist, he forcibly broke through two major realms and rashly stimulated the White Flame Sword Formation. Even if he could kill a dignified martial emperor in one blow, the price he paid was still heavy.

If Qiongsang hadn't been Qiongsang, Xia Sheng would have been dead long ago.

Even though he is still alive, his situation is very bad. His natal sword weapon was severely damaged and on the verge of shattering, causing his realm to fall from the Martial King Realm to the Warrior Realm again.

Of course, this is not a big deal for Xia Sheng, who has the blue and white springs.

In addition, his life origin was also severely damaged. If it were an ordinary person, he would probably lose his life span of nearly thirty years!

However, Xia Sheng didn't care about this. He could not live to twenty-five years, and the next thirty years would be fifty years of life, and he had nothing to do with him.

Compared to Xia Sheng's own situation, the price that Qiu Sang paid was much greater.

The so-called fusion of life means sharing the spirit objects with the life of the host. It is a unique combat skill of the tree of life. It is an almost invincible existence within the same realm. However, in order to inspire the White Flame Sword Formation and protect Xia Sheng's life, Qiongsang had to use his body as nutrients and burn it to the fullest.

It turned into a scorching fire, or in other words, it turned into a dazzling white firework in the sky, helping Xia Sheng kill Chang Ming with one sword.

Now its realm has completely fallen from the Spirit King level to the Spirit Scholar level, which can be said to be severely damaged. Its cultivation level of ten thousand years has collapsed overnight, which is not bad.

But it is still alive, and Xia Sheng is still alive.

That's enough.

Faced with Xia Sheng's apology, the few young leaves left on the branches of the Kuangmang were slightly moved with the wind, as if shaking their heads gently, as if showing comfort.

After a long time, Xia Sheng showed a relieved smile on his face and said, "Maybe this is not a bad thing, at least now, you can go home with me."

At this time, Xia Sheng had made up his mind. After returning to Baima Town, he immediately opened the spiritual orifice in his body and officially embarked on the path of dual spiritual martial arts cultivation. At that time, he could just integrate Qiongsang into his body and serve as his own natal spiritual object.

Upon hearing this, Qiongsang seemed to become excited, and the branches and leaves brushing between Xia Sheng's fingers also seemed much gentler.

Having made a decision in his heart, Xia Sheng no longer delayed it, but before he left, there was one thing to do.

"Wait for me, I'll go."

After saying this, Xia Sheng supported his somewhat broken body and walked towards the distance without any haste, but a trace of evil flashed in his eyes.

Chang Ming was indeed killed instantly by him with one blow from the White Flame Sword Formation, but what about the others?

What about the other three emperor-level killers? Where did any mysterious man who has been hiding his head and showing his tail go?

Did you escape by rushing?

Is Ye Xiao'e still alive?

And, what about Shui'er...

Xia Sheng could not answer any of these questions. He didn't even know how long he had been in a coma. Although the sky was still dark and the moon was in the sky, he might have fainted for a quarter of an hour, or two or three days!

He had no idea what happened during this period, so he could only look at it with his own eyes.

As mentioned before, because of the powerful power of the White Flame Sword Formation, it almost wiped out the spiritual wood within a radius of more than ten miles with one blow, so only a wilderness could be seen in front of Xia Sheng.

A piece of wasteland.

He walked for a long time and also a long time before he finally saw a few sparse trees, but this place was already very close to the edge of the Forgetful Forest.

Along the way, he did not see any body, whether it was from the assassin, the young man named Aaron, or even the Han Dali and his group.

There is no blood, no wreckage, no trace.

It's like they've never been here.

It took more than two hours before Xia Sheng finally saw the entire ruins of Forgetful Forest and confirmed that he had no omissions, but could not see any clues that life had ever existed.

Perhaps for Xia Sheng at this time, without clues is the best clue.

"Did they escape successfully?"

Xia Sheng frowned, standing alone in the endless wilderness, the bright stars and moons scattered on his shoulders, looking inexplicably lonely.

However, immediately afterwards, a pair of long legs carrying heavy eggshells appeared in front of Xia Sheng again.

"Um?"

Xia Sheng seemed a little surprised by Dandan's return, but after a moment, he smiled and shook his head.

"You guy is smart. You know that there is no way to survive in this place anymore, so did you decide to go with me?"

Dandan didn't answer, nor could she answer, but used the black cold mist on the eggshell to condense a smile.

For some reason, at this moment, Xia Sheng suddenly felt a warm feeling in his heart. He raised his head, looked into the direction of Baima Town, and sighed slightly: "I don't know if my father will spank me after he knows what happened today..."

"A good fiancée was lost by me... by me."

Dandan carefully came to Xia Sheng and gently rubbed Xia Sheng's chest with its smooth shell, which made Xia Sheng sneeze.

"Okay, okay, let's go, take Qiusang with you, let's go home..."

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The recent update is very poor. It is undoubtedly very fatal for a new book, and it also directly leads to a very significant decline in our performance. It is not Mo Yu's wish. Today, the only update is the same.

In the early morning of tomorrow, the old book club will be officially completed, so there will be more time to write about Jiuquan tomorrow night. In the next few days, Mo Yu strives to get more updates, and I only apologize.

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