Look at Sansheng in Front of Sansheng Stone

The cold wind slowly blew away the ashes of Hanxue's relics. Chen Hao stood up and walked to the bridge railing. He calmly looked at the dark river under the bridge: Hanxue, wait for me for another ten hours. I will kill Zheng Hui and the others and come to reunite with you, never to be separated again! "Chen Hao." Chen Hao suddenly heard someone calling him from behind. He turned around in shock and saw an old man wearing Hanfu, with white hair tied on top, holding a dead branch in his hand standing behind him. The old man looked like he was hundreds of years old, looking at him expressionlessly. Chen Hao pinched himself and felt pain. Old man: "You are not in the dream." Chen Hao: "Old man, who are you?" The old man: "I am the ancestor of Han Xue - Hyacinth." Chen Hao: "Are you always a human or an immortal?" The old man shook his head: "I am an ancient wandering soul." Chen Hao asked cautiously: "Tianzu, do you know where Han Xue's soul is? The old man: "Hanxue is not dead, she is the fourth generation monarch of the Great Desolate Peak, and I have brought her back to the Great Desolate Peak. " ——————————————————————