The mountains are majestic, and the lakes and forests are towering.

Behind the crooked horn cliff, a ruin appeared, broken walls, broken bricks and tiles, washed away by the power of time, without brilliance, and the grassy bluestone slabs were full of weapons and traces of fighting, cracked corners, piles of broken halberds, broken swords, broken knives, and so on.

The gold bricks and jade tiles, etched in the wind, broken, incomplete, the huge ruins group, but magnificent and domineering, even if it is old, has been eliminated by time, but faintly you can still see the golden splendor of the palace building, the prosperous scene of carved beams and paintings.

The sound of a roaring fight could be heard in the distance, affecting the dilapidated temples, some of which had collapsed ceilings, and the walls were collapsing, and the dust was flying, with an air of decay by time.

A man and a woman followed the sound, and saw two figures colliding in mid-air, and the aftermath of spiritual power rolled in, shaking the palaces and cracking the bluestone.

The face of the little silver king of the splitting sky is handsome, the sword eyebrows are like a blade, the spirit is heroic, very courageous, between a fist and a palm, the heaven and the earth will be shaken, the power is extremely powerful, and the silver palm prints are like a mountain pressing down, the momentum is magnificent, and the magic power is extraordinary.

And on the other side of him, Chai Fei, who was holding a rusty wood knife, was full of smiles, not afraid of the name of the Little Silver King of the Sky Splitting at all, he brandished the machete, no matter what moves he faced, he cut them one by one, and even the two who were watching from a distance felt helpless in the face of such an opponent.

A large gold and silver seal roared down, one after another the golden wall collapsed, the spiritual power fluctuations overflowed everywhere, the light in the sky flew, a loud bang, the ruined halls swayed, about to collapse, and a huge pit appeared on the earth.

Chai Fei's eyelids jumped, but his mouth was unforgiving, "Little prostitute king, you are nothing more than this, Uncle Ben has not used all his strength." ”

"The knife barbarian, but he will only make his mouth sloppy, and he doesn't even dare to take my magical powers, so why pester me. "The Little Silver King of the Sky Splitting gritted his teeth, this knife is a barbarian

is too hateful, the magic power he used, he can take the next knife to cut off, but he can't catch it, but the other party's knife is really evil, and there are certain means.

"The little prostitute Wang said nonsense, Uncle Ben is powerful, no matter what magic power you have, you are obviously too weak and not worth my full strength. Chai Fei looked righteous and righteous, pointing to the other party and saying things.

The Little Silver King of the Sky Splitting stared at him fiercely, even Yu Cong patted his forehead, and when he said this, he understood that it must be his own Laipi, and he blamed others for being weak, Yu Zhirou chuckled, obviously amused by the young man with the firewood knife.

The Little Silver King of the Sky Splitting snorted coldly, turned into a silver light and flew into the depths of the ruins, no longer wasting time entangled with him, although he was proud but not conceited, even the three of them were not afraid, but he didn't want to waste money here, especially since there was a trickster here.

"Brother, why every time I meet you, you are accompanied by some girls who are too beautiful to talk. Chai Fei rubbed his hands together and laughed, suddenly becoming a young man with a simple smile, carrying a rusty black machete behind his back, which was really funny.

Yu Cong was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer, Yu Zhirou looked at him, covered her face with her slender hands and smiled, full of a woman's charming posture, Yu Cong muffled, looking at her incomparably seductive smile, he suddenly had a strange feeling of stealing in front of a woman.

Looking at Yu Cong's dark face, Chai Fei secretly screamed in his heart, but he smiled more honestly on the surface, "Hehe, you guys talk slowly, I'll go first." As he spoke, he turned around and walked away, thinking that Yu Cong was still thinking about the last time he shot at him, so he didn't dare to stay.

The terrain of the ruins of this palace is extremely large, and there are dense forests in it, some open ground, tall trees cover the sky, and thick roots are rooted in the walls, inside the palace. There are also rivers that are crossed, but some of them have dried up and only empty riverbeds remain.

Everything inside the ruins began to weather, and was eroded by the rich spiritual power, and there were no traces left behind, so there was no clue about the ruins.

The night is gradually shrouded, there is no shadow of the moon, but the stars are extremely brilliant, the starlight in the spiritual realm is sprinkled, and one after another light turns, the night here is not a scene where you can't see your fingers.

The two of them picked some edible spirit fruits, and set up a fire in the open space of the ruins, and there were lights flickering everywhere in the night of the spiritual realm, and the void was illusory, even if the fire was raised, the fire was not dazzling in the starlight, and the chance of attracting fierce beasts was not large.

Yu Zhirou sat on a fallen wooden stake, a pair of jade legs bent to the side under the peach blossom skirt, quiet and dusty, charming, her beauty blended with the surrounding starry scene, extremely moving.

Behind her was a river, the water was clear, and the surface of the water reflected the bright stars, and the spiritual light flying in the sky, and her beautiful back.

The woman took a small bite of the red spirit fruit, elegant and graceful, and the young man sat on the ground beside her, leaning his back against the stump, and making a fire with a branch.

It is hard for the young man to imagine that the saintess of Xiaoshan has such a dusty side, she will sit with him in the wilderness and eat wild fruits, and look at the stars in the sky at night roasting the fire, her beauty has not changed, her appearance is still peerless, and her elegance is peerless, but it adds a real beauty.

She is the fairy of the red dust.

Jiuxiao Qiongyao, the jade god is famous, she is the fairy of the nine heavens, the fairy posture is fluttering, she is not inferior to any woman.

The woman's slender hand, which was as white as jade, twisted a snow-white fragrant silk handkerchief, gently wiping the water droplets on a spirit fruit, with a myriad of gestures.

"Have you ever thought about what you will do in the future?" the young man asked leisurely, maybe it was boredom, maybe the starry sky was too bright, maybe the night was too bright, maybe there was an extra person around him, there was always a reason for him to ask.

The woman's starry eyes are circulating, the autumn water is rippling, and the corners of her mouth are raised in a small arc, the saint of Xiaoshan always smiles at people, and it seems that tonight's smile is more gentle and beautiful.

"I don't have any great ideals. ”

The young man was stunned, it was hard to believe that this was what Xiao Feng's holy daughter said in the eyes of the world, every time he met her, he could see her other side, a deeper side, the young man didn't know if this was something to be happy about.

The boy suddenly smiled with relief, "I don't have any big dreams. ”

The woman hummed softly, the taste in the dream was very sweet, like honey irrigation, like the elixir overturning, invading the heart, but hazy, even the language was beautiful, the night wind blew the hair in front of her forehead, dancing with the starlight.

The young man looked at the starry sky in front of him in a daze, and a leaf stretched out from the fragrance of the flowers beside him, and lifted a ripe red spirit fruit, and the water droplets on the spirit fruit had been wiped dry.

Looking at this flawless onion jade hand, the young man was stunned for a long time.

The woman took out a jade Xiao, the cherry red lips lightly pressed against Xiao's mouth, the beautiful melody fluttered melodiously in the brilliant night sky of the galaxy, and the blue phantom butterflies fluttered, blending into the bright night, this tone, this kind of rhythm, should be in the sky.

The jade god blue butterfly seems to be blowing for only one person tonight, and blooming for only one person.

The beautiful figure of the lonely child seems to have found a dream that can belong to two people, an illusion that can be compiled, a true and false dream, even if the shadow is clear and confusing, but there will be comfort.

The stars in the sky are twinkling, the blue butterflies are flying in the night, and the figures of women and teenagers, one high and one low, are reflected in the starry river.