Chapter: 8875
"this......"
Yue Wuwei sighed: "Only he can bear it."
The 500,000 Legion is also near Crescent Mountain.
Everyone who lives in Crescent Mountain, including children who don't know.
They all felt the oppressive atmosphere.
Without laughter, the entire Crescent Mountain was silent.
Spring goes and autumn comes.
Winter in the ancient martial arts world.
Snowflakes are flying, covering the whole world.
Zhang Han's body was covered with snow, but Mengmeng didn't get any snow, like a sleeping princess.
Dahei and Xiaohei remained motionless.
The little cursed ship floats back and forth near the coast.
what is it looking for
One year, two years, three years!
The ship of the curse made a faint sound.
Zhang Han's brow moved slightly.
His eyes were no longer as shrewd as they used to be, cloudy, dull, and lifeless, like the eyes of a blind person.
He lowered his head slowly and looked at Mengmeng in his arms.
Whoosh!
Zhang Han, Mengmeng, including Dahei and Xiaohei, returned to Crescent Mountain.
Including the ship of the curse, it also appeared on the sea near Crescent Mountain, but it sank into the sea soon.
"Sleep, sleep."
Zhang Han put Mengmeng on the bed in her bedroom, and finally there was some tenderness in his eyes.
He turned and left, returned to his bedroom, and stood there blankly for a few minutes.
She is gone here.
He closed the door.
brush!
He ignored any rules and appeared directly on the endless sea.
His knees, slowly knelt down:
"Master, you have great powers, I beg you, resurrect my wife."