Ying Zijin slowly looked up.
The vast universe, countless stars.
There are nebulae, black holes, and various particles that humans have yet to research.
Now, before her eyes, there was only this purple robe, floating and swirling.
Familiar eyebrows and eyes, familiar features, even the expression and tone were no different from the past.
This friend of hers who she shared life and death with has always been this kind of person.
Arrogant and unrestrained, unparalleled.
Yet very emotional.
In the forr Spirit Cultivation World, they risked their lives together countless tis.
This was her friend for life and death, and the only one.
Jun Muqian.
Desolate Ancient Co-ruler, Jun Muqian.
Ti at this mont seed to shuttle back to many years ago.
That year, they broke into the Underworld, killed Yama, seized the Book of Life and Death, she said the sa—
Jun Muqian, long ti no see.
——We walk separately, et at the peak.
Ying Zijin’s eyelashes trembled slightly, she laughed softly: "Of course, long ti no see."
Jun Muqian stepped forward, suddenly hugging her, her voice hoarse: "Long ti no see!"
Ying Zijin raised her hand, hugging the woman in the purple robe back, sighing softly: "Indeed, it’s been a long ti."
"You’ve changed." Jun Muqian looked up, gazing at her face, "If you had beco ugly, I wouldn’t want to recognize you."
Ying Zijin slightly raised an eyebrow: "Don’t worry, if I had beco unsightly, I’d get plastic surgery before finding you."
Ti has passed for a long ti, but the friendship hasn’t changed.
Seeing you again, you are still you, and I am still .
Jun Muqian closed her eyes, the corners of her eyes already red, her throat moved with difficulty, her voice even hoarser: "Ten years, I still found you, I didn’t give up."
Initially, she only sensed unusual energy fluctuations here, just planning to see who, like her, was wandering in the universe.
Coincidentally, her hands itched too, she could have a fight.
Unexpectedly, it was an old acquaintance.
Ti has passed for so long, the heart-wrenching feeling of Ying Zijin’s death in front of her hasn’t faded even now.
Finally, they were able to et once again.
All the price paid for this, was worth it.
Fu Yunshen turned his head slightly, his expression relaxing.
It seems, this is the friend his girl always ntions.
Not an enemy.
Seeing this scene, the people inside the Cosmic Carrier were also bewildered, including several Sages.
This mass of light, was actually a person?
And this person knew Ying Zijin?
Dean Norman was stunned for a long ti, feeling deep pain and regret, crying out: "Again, it violates the beautiful and lovely physics!"
Jun Muqian and Ying Zijin didn’t move, nor did the Cosmic Carrier.
All remained quiet around them.
After a very long ti, Jun Muqian finally let go: "Every ti I see you, this woman, I cry, how will you compensate ?"
Ying Zijin patted her shoulder: "I’m good at dicine, I can help you remove your tear ducts."
"..."
"Alright, we’ve hugged enough. Now—" Jun Muqian stepped back, raising her hand, smiling with lifted lips, "Co, let see how much cultivation you have now."
In a flash, a sound suddenly exploded.
"Boom!"
A fist and a palm clashed directly in the air.
The vast energy burst out in an instant, actually shattering so floating teorites in the universe into ashes.
But the Cosmic Carrier did not suffer any shock.
Fu Yunshen leaned against the hatch of the Cosmic Carrier, his Power of the Sage protecting the carrier, he said unhurriedly: "Ladies, watch the impact while you’re fighting, there are people around."
"Bang!"
Again, a sound resounded, Ying Zijin and Jun Muqian separated, each retreating several steps.
Ying Zijin held her wrist, her expression calm: "Jun Muqian, you’re really sick."
Every ti she saw her, they had to fight.
What kind of habit is this.
"Good skills!" Jun Muqian ignored her, laughed heartily, clenched her fingers, "Again!"
Two different energies collided, at an extrely fast speed.
Except for Fu Yunshen, everyone else could only see two masses of light colliding, not even the shadows of people.
Everyone on the entire Cosmic Carrier: "...???"
"A fight broke out?" Ling Mianxi and Jiang Ran looked at each other, sowhat confused, "Weren’t they just hugging?"
What kind of plot developnt is this?
They couldn’t quite understand.
Does love always involve fighting?
And the fight is quite intense.
Qin Lingyan raised his hand tremblingly: "Sis, I finally understand why the livestream was turned off, if this was seen, everyone on Earth would go crazy, right?"
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