The full moon is not lacking, and it is often lacking, precisely because of the sadness of the single string, it is often difficult to meet, and it is doubly lonely.

"Such a month, whether it follows me alone, I am at the end of the world, and where is the end of the world. ”

Fifteenth Linmen Fourth Street, the lively long street connecting the East Market to Zhuangyuanfang, on the roof of a high-rise house, standing alone on the snowy day, looking up at the full moon, clearly felt the cold.

The fifteenth Linmen Fourth Street, which should have been lively, seemed to be as silent as death under this moon. This abnormality seems to be just to surround him, making this coldness even more unforgettable, like going back to the scene of being driven out of the ancestral hall by the old villagers more than 20 years ago, and the cold eyes of every uncle and aunt look at him like a knife, constantly poking him in the heart.

However, it doesn't hurt. It's a pity that on such a moonlit night, there is no home to go back to.

He continued to move forward, and when his body rose vertically, he could soar ten zhang into the air, and only fell dozens of zhang away, still a high place, and continued to repeat, and soon came to a gloomy front.

It is said to be gloomy, but it is magnificent.

Because compared to the shrouded area, the long street in which he is located has the pouring of moonlight and is magnificent, and in this gloom, the moonlight does not shine, and it looks gray, but it is magnificent.

Its magnificence was a myriad of black sword shadows, standing there in the air, arranged in four walls, silent but fierce, visible to the naked eye, nearly ten miles wide, enclosing a sword city.

He was seeing the last civilians, driven out by several officers and soldiers, and above the nine heavens, the person who commanded this sword city spoke downward: "Okay. ”

It was like a thunderclap on the ground, and there was a sound in the sword city, and every sword shadow seemed to echo the master's words.

"I see, the so-called secret treasure of Tianzhu Mountain is the Nine Heavens Thunder Sound. Nine Heavens Thunder has changed hands!"

Directly below the man, a voice came from a sudden realization.

"Nine Heavens. ”

When he heard the voice, he smiled, stepped on the ground, and walked towards the void.

"Who?"

Once you enter the Sword City, you will be discovered immediately.

"Me. He paced in the air, and every step was dozens of feet, and soon came to the sky above Su Mansion. He glanced down first, and Li Hongxiang was also raising his head, and as soon as his eyes collided, he invariably showed disgust.

He rarely shows such a look to people, and coincidentally, Li Hongmakeup, like him, rarely shows such a look to a man, especially a man like him.

"It's you. Feng Jiu had no way to get out because he was in charge of Sword City, so he only looked down at him from a high altitude, "I don't want you to interfere." ”

"I'm here for myself. Xue Tianya looked away, unwilling to look at Li Hongxiang again, and saluted Su Xiaojian, "Little Sword Peak Master, don't come unharmed." ”

"Very good. Su Xiaojian nodded slightly. However, with such a slight movement, the sword intent was radiating in all directions. "What are you doing here?"

"A friend of the junior, I have fallen into this purgatory, and I can't stand idly by. Xue Tianya said.

"Friend?" Li Hongxiang heard it, and laughed wildly, and sneered, "Xue Tianya, have you forgotten that you are a man? ”

Xue Tianya said calmly: "I do admire the paper kite girl, but she has long been in her heart. Admiration aside, the paper kite girl is a friend worth making. I am not here to exorcise demons, nor to admire, but only for my friends. ”

"Leave your rhetoric and go coax Ji Paper Kite. Li Hongxiang sneered, "She has been in for a while, and if you slow down, the corpse will not be able to catch up with the heat." ”

"Little Sword Peak Lord, Brother Feng, I am out of company. Xue Tianya said that, and then fell into the courtyard and stepped into the purgatory array.

"Now, there are three hostages. Li Hongxiang couldn't help but laugh coquettishly, "Su Xiaojian, you should know that if Xue Tianya dies here, the Dao Court will not just forget it, this is the consequence of your insistence." ”

Su Xiaojian didn't say a word, he suddenly raised his sword fingers, and the vigorous sword intent was released, like the wind and clouds, it can be seen that the airflow diverged to the left and right, first swept downward, extended endlessly, and reached the sword city as the boundary, and suddenly rose into the air.

Countless sword intents flowed and converged into millions of sword intents.

In the midst of the shaking of the heavens and the earth, with the Su Mansion as the center, the Gaomen Mansion with a range of nearly ten miles is uprooted in an instant, as if it was uprooted by the operation of the grand qi engine, following the sword momentum, fluttering in mid-air, like a puppet show with various types of houses as the protagonist, staged there.

The Su Mansion was shattered, and the purgatory array in the center of the hall was completely exposed, and the whole was like a gray thunderball, which was only wrapped in a radius of ten steps, but there was something else inside.

"You, who are sons-in-law, have you even demolished the old father-in-law's house, so that where will the second old man live in the future? Isn't it possible to move to Zangjian Peak? I'm afraid that the old people are not used to living in those quiet and elegant bamboo houses. Li Hongjiao smiled and teased, but her heart was awe-inspiring, and she couldn't stop going backwards with Fang Xuan while talking.

Su Xiaojian could not allow the two of her to escape, to his realm, there was no need for any moves, the sword pointed at the void, and millions of sword momentum moved together, and the heaven and earth lost their color.

"Red makeup, let's go!" Fang Xuanxuan turned around and stopped without hesitation, the silver-clothed hunting shock on his body, the world that was secretly combined, to him, there was only a crack left. There was a roar from inside his body, and the almost congealed demon blood suddenly heated and surged, and his eyes were blood-red to red, and then spread to his body, and the whole body burned with black flames.

If there is the wild howl of the ancient beast, from this flame, there is a phantom that reaches the sky and the earth, and I don't know what kind of technique it used, withstanding the heaven and earth that are almost completely closed, and holding up a piece of sky for the woman behind her.

However, as soon as he touched each other, he felt a pressure that he had never felt before, and the demonic blood surged more and more, and he couldn't stop vomiting.

Li Hongxiang came to his side.

"Red makeup!" he looked at her excitedly. But she found that she didn't look at it, there was only Su Xiaojian in her eyes, which was even hotter than his burning demon blood, which was the natural worship of the strong, and that was the innate thirst for strength. He knows that her bloodline is inherently uneasy to be subordinated to others.

"Uncle Fang, I want to break through this threshold of life and death and cultivate into a real force field of life and death. Her step forward was tantamount to giving up the escape path behind her.

Fang Xuanxuan said: "What's the matter?"

"I want to get the supreme right in this world with my own hands, if I can't break through, it means that I don't have this qualification, then die!"

Li Hong's jade palm flipped over, instinctively wanting to sacrifice something, only to think that Xiaoxiao was accompanying Ji Yuyu, the old pervert, so he took it back again. "Well, life and death, life and death, I don't see where death comes from. Su Xiaojian, if I, Li Hongxiang, don't die today, he will make you pay a hundred times more pain in the future!"

Facing the pressure that Fang Xuanxuan could only support hard, she brazenly launched a counterattack against Su Xiaojian.

Bright red maple poured in from the void. There are leaves, then there are branches, and then there are roots, and there is no obstacle to operation on weekdays, so far it is like going upstream. However, the more this is the case, the more it arouses the rebellion against fate in her bones.

Her existence in this world seems to be so difficult, such a delicate jade body, should have been hugged and cared for in her arms, but she chose to fight against the storm.

Only the bloody clothes are the red enchantresses placed in the heavens and the earth, which are even more cold and glamorous than the proud frost and cold plums.

Fang Xuanxuan relieved the pressure because of this, and the rest of his eyes were only on this woman. In the confusion of obsession, there are all kinds of pampering and love. On a whim, I couldn't help but groan:

"Look at the candle in the mirror, and Xiaolou is bloody. Nanzhi Hongxue has a half-fragrant face, and he doesn't love the country and loves red makeup. ”

Every time Hongfeng grows stronger, Li Hongxiang's face becomes even paler, and the dark red demon blood keeps oozing out from the corners of his mouth, and his entire brow is tangled together, obviously suffering a lot.

"Uncle Fang...... Your literary ...... The niece really didn't dare to compliment ......"

Fang Xuanxuan smiled apologetically, "I'm just serving the crown prince, and I've heard some ......."

"But...... I loved it!"

Li Hongxiang laughed with great difficulty, "I don't love the country...... Love red makeup. I don't love the country, I love red makeup!"

The blood-colored clouds began to grow faster with the sound of poetry, and they actually earned their own piece of the world from the millions of sword momentum.

The long red maple forest, presented behind her, is like a beautiful picture. Her expression is not like the pain at the beginning, but like the real person in the painting.

God Realm, October is your lie.

Ten miles of maple red, as if a beautiful lie crocheted by a paintbrush, eclipses the beauty of the world.

Su Xiaojian was touched and said seriously: "I admit your enlightenment. However, that's the end of it. He gripped the green sword.

If the level at the beginning was a trickle, when he held the sword, all the sword momentum suddenly changed qualitatively. If you don't have a sword in your hand, you may not be a swordsman, but if you have a sword in your hand, you must be.

"I don't love the country, I love red makeup!" Li Hong pinched her makeup.

The two sides of heaven and earth collided, but a lie is just a lie after all, and the red maple of ten miles disappeared.

Li Hongxiang directly spat out a large mouthful of demon blood, and his consciousness was almost annihilated in the darkness. But she refused to give up, still struggling, the faint fire of consciousness, still trying to find life.

"The host ......"

Suddenly she heard a call, and she almost suspected that it was an illusion, "Xiaoxiao...... You're not ......."

"Master, Xiaoxiao is late, are you okay?"

In the direction of the fall, a door suddenly appeared, and when the door was opened, she saw a person in red holding and waving to her.

She slipped through the door and landed directly on the ground. When he reached the ground, he avoided the frontal impact of the sword tide and got a chance to breathe.

Then, she recognized the person caught by the red cloth, and immediately raised her eyebrows, "Xiaoxiao, you have made a great contribution!"

PS: I like Li Hong's makeup so much, watch me stay up late to write about her. This poem was posted to the group before, saying that it didn't rhyme, and I didn't think it was good, and the steamed buns also helped me find a ready-made one. The ready-made one I saw was very amazing and exciting, but it was not as comfortable as the original, and the second was that after so long, goodbye was already a vicissitudes of life; then the third, it was the background of Fang Xuanxuan's character, not a scholarly family or a great talent, what amazing and brilliant poems could be written, isn't it the same level as me (don't slap your face)~~. Okay, that's all for now, go to sleep.