"Uncle Dian, help me find out someone's whereabouts. ”

Dian Qingyue's hand to get the cup paused: "Now?"

"Yes, now!" Huang Fuming took out a comb grate from his bosom, "I know you need a medium to do this. There was her hair on the grate. ”

Dian Qingyue saw clearly the undoubted writing in his eyes, so he sighed, took the grate from his hand and said, "What you are looking for, but Elder Ning?"

The little young master is also old, but why is Ning Xiaoxian? This girl looks young, but she has a lot of weirdness on her body, and she is afraid that the secrets she carries are not less than that of the young master, so can't he find a woman from a normal family?

Huangfu Ming showed two points of cowardice on his face, and then said calmly: "Not bad." The ivory abacus she gave me just now, the beads suddenly cracked, and I was a little frightened these days, afraid that something was wrong with her, and I wanted you to help me find her whereabouts. ”

When Dian Qingyue heard him say this, the ridicule on his face was also put away. He knew the true identity of the little guy in front of him, and Huang Fuming said that "his heart was pounding", so this matter must be not small. He didn't have the heart to joke anymore, so he ordered his subordinates to bring a brazier that was burning brightly.

He took the bag from his bosom, filled it with two hairs from the grate, a few bones, and a small cluster of silver powder, and then recited a mantra in a low voice, and threw it into the brazier.

Suddenly, there seemed to be a murmuring sound in the air, as if countless ghosts and gods were whispering. The glow of the brazier also turned a strange turquoise color.

Huangfu Ming's eyes widened, and he stared at the brazier without blinking.

The flames pulsed as if they were alive, and then suddenly rose up with a "sigh" under the gaze of the two of them. A vague figure was formed.

The flames shook more and more slowly, and the figures in the fire became clearer and clearer, with pretty willow eyebrows and almond eyes and diamond lips. Isn't it Ning Xiaoxian's appearance? It's just that the human figure formed by this flame has a wooden expression, and it is far from reflecting the original smart look in her eyes. Rao is like this, Huang Fuming also saw the atmosphere and did not dare to take a breath, for fear that a single blow would blow this shadow away.

The figure in the fire opened his lips slightly, as if he was about to speak, but in the next second, it became blurred again. The eyes, the lips, and the face all disappeared one by one in Huang Fuming's horrified gaze. After a few breaths. The flames in the basin are still beating, but. It's just a flame.

Huang Fuming's originally ruddy face turned slightly pale, and he said in a loud voice: "Uncle Dian, this, what does this mean?"

Dian Qingyue was also stunned. At this time, I can only say the truth: "This." The art of fire can be used to deduce the approximate location of the owner. Now that she had only formed a few breaths and had dissipated, if it weren't for the failure of the Fire Appreciation Technique in her, there would only be one possibility: Elder Ning was no longer in the world. ”

Huang Fuming said loudly: "I don't believe it! She is obviously not weak in cultivation, and she is also an elder of the hidden stream, how could she die in Zhongjing! It must be that the fire art is wrong, she has a lot of secrets, and it is not uncommon for the fire art not to take effect!"

If you are invincible in the world if you cultivate deeply, then there will be no such saying in the world that two fists are invincible to four hands, and one hero is three gangs. Dian Qingyue coughed lightly. For this kid's self-deception, I don't know what to say.

Huang Fuming stood in place for a while. His face turned red for a while, turned blue for a while, and suddenly said, "Uncle Dian, if the news from Zhongjing comes back, you must inform me!"

Dian Qingyue responded, and then saw Huang Fuming blink vigorously and turn away.

When he rushed out, he was so strong that he hit the two doors and bounced back, and a cold wind poured into the warm room, and it spun around twice.

Dian Qingbing could only smile bitterly again.

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Changtian cut off the dragon rope and pulled it out of its collarbone, throwing it and Nan Mingli Fire Sword aside. This divine sword, which was worth tens of millions of spirit stones, was abandoned, and could only lie on the cold ground unwillingly.

He dodged, embracing the petite body precisely in the darkness. The coldness that came from her body frightened him. Immediately after, he reached out and touched the back of her heart, and the divine power was continuously transmitted.

Regardless of her bloodstained body, his kiss fell precisely on her forehead, and then comforted her softly: "Don't be afraid, I will save you ...... here"

He only said this, and his voice stopped abruptly.

He couldn't go on anymore, the divine power that had been tried and tested in the past was like a stone sinking into the sea, and her body didn't react at all.

Changtian's heart sank suddenly, and he stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers. The everlasting light on the black stone wall lit up, and this layer immediately saw light again.

So he saw that under the warm light, the corners of her lips were slightly hooked, so playful and complacent, it was the most familiar expression he had after her countless pranks in the past, her small nose was slightly wrinkled, and there seemed to be a smile in her apricot eyes, but it froze the brilliance of the moment when he swung his sword and cut off the dragon rope.

The glint that marked his freedom from now on was forever fixed in her beautiful eyes.

Changtian was stunned.

He was accustomed to life and death, so he naturally knew what it meant, so he couldn't help but shudder, and hurriedly took out his inner pill and put it in her mouth, the surging divine power still impacting her veins.

However, after a long, long time, she showed no signs of resurrection.

He hugged the hands of the woman in his arms, and his hands, which had always been steady, suddenly trembled: "No, it's impossible! Xiaoxian, don't lie to me, don't scare me!"

He eagerly kissed her smooth forehead, delicate cheeks, and small nose, but his heat was not answered.

He didn't give up, and kissed over and over again, until he tasted the blood spilling from her lips, so fresh, so sweet, that he suddenly stopped.

A thought suddenly floated up: "No, her cultivation has reached the late stage of Merger, and she should be able to extract the Yuan Shen." It's a big deal, just give her a different body. ”

He scolded himself for being confused, and pressed his slender fingers to her temples, silently reciting the trick.

……

“…… This is?" After a few breaths, he stared at the pale blue soul fire in his hand, and he only felt like he had been splashed head-on by a basin of ice water in the cold winter of counting nine. The chill that can't be driven away is cold from the heart to the outside.

She couldn't even condense the primordial spirit! This wisp of divine soul was even more withered than mortals, even if she was replaced with a new body, only with such a mutilated soul. Even if you wake up, you can only be an idiot for the rest of your life.

A tyrannical aura rose from his chest and abdomen, and Changtian couldn't help but look up to the sky and roar, and the entire God and Demon Prison trembled in his rage, as if it was about to collapse in the next second.

How so, how can it be?!

He couldn't help but reach out and cover her body, examining the wounds one by one, and the more he examined it, the more alarming it became.

her body. He couldn't imagine how she dragged such a broken body. Dealing with the crowd out there?

His baby, who was originally such a little person who was afraid of pain, had to scream at him for the slightest pain when he was practicing.

No wonder she leaned against the black stone wall and refused to come. Eighty percent of them have lost their strength. Liangcheng was afraid that he would find out that she had used the forbidden art privately and burned her soul?!

He gritted his teeth in anger, wishing that he could turn her over again and beat her up in P-shares. It's a pity that this thought was only fleeting, and then he saw a wisp of black light on Ning Xiaoxian's right ring finger, which quickly condensed in one place and turned into an unpretentious wooden ring.

"Boom", the ring fell to the ground. After a little spinning, he lay down quietly.

He recognized the ring. This is the activation of the Hell. If the owner does not take it off, it will only show traces when the owner dies, waiting for the next new owner to appear.

She's really gone.

Chang Tian picked up the ring in a daze, and suddenly felt an explosion of pain in his heart, and the pain pierced his heart, almost making his soul tremble:

He lost her forever, the moment he regained his freedom.

Knowing this, why did he swallow the Dao Fruit in the first place and travel around some small world?

Knowing this, he would rather be trapped in this god and demon prison. As long as I can see her smiling, see her bones and roll her eyes, and listen to her pouting and calling him "Changtian...... As long as he is by her side, he will be safe and happy until the end of this life, what's the difference? He has been fighting alone for too long and too long, and his bloody and long life can end in such a plain and happy way, isn't it also a good death?

Changtian hugged her tightly, tightly, and wanted to rub her into his body. If he had hugged her like this in the past, she would have beaten his chest hard and said in a sullen voice, "Let go, I can't breathe!"

It's just that now, he'd rather give everything he has and say a word for her.

"You little liar, and you don't keep your promises......" he pressed against her forehead, whispering to this point, and choked up and couldn't go on. The smile on the corner of her mouth still carried two points of playfulness and flattery, and the original flower-like lips were pale from blood loss, and he looked at it for a long time before kissing and sucking deeply.

He wanted to keep her taste in his heart.

He finally got the freedom he dreamed of, but since then, he has always lost a delicate figure by his side. If she hadn't met him, she could have lived a humble but long life in this world, instead of being born like a summer flower, withering in the most beautiful years.

The light on the stone wall dragged the figures of the two embracing each other to the ground for a long time, as if they had been entangled for a lifetime.

Time passed bit by bit, and there was no movement for a long time, as if it had turned into a stone statue.

The body he coveted, even in his warm arms, had become colder, but he was reluctant to let go.

At this time, a voice sounded timidly from the corner: "Lord Changtian, the murderer of the hostess is still outside......"

Changtian's body suddenly moved.

It was Danlu Qiqi who spoke. His words were very skillful, "kill", "murderer", as soon as such sensitive words jumped out of his mouth, he really felt a terrible murderous aura coming from his master, like an abyss like a prison, sharp and incomparable.

Changtian untied the magic eye on Ning Xiaoxian's neck and held it in his hand. The countless images that the Demon Eye had received over the past year immediately flowed through his mind. He saw what she did all the way east, saw her fighting with Juan Niang in Bai Yujing, saw the whole process of her bidding for Nan Mingli's fire sword, and naturally saw how she fought to the end until the last drop of blood was shed!

"I see. There seemed to be a glitter in his eyes, but the drops of water had not yet trickled down the corners of his eyes. It's already burned dry by rage!"I see!"

He stood with Ning Xiaoxian in his arms for a long time before gently placing her on the black stone chair and gently brushing her loose black hair. These three thousand oily and straight green silk. has always been his favorite.

He cast a cleansing spell on her, restoring that delicate face, and after a few moments of determination, he gently closed her eyes, cutting off the gaze he had missed for a long time.

"Girl, wait for me here. He reached out and rubbed her cheek, and said softly, "I'll be angry for you first." I'll come back with you, okay?"

Naturally, she wouldn't answer, he only assumed that she agreed.

Qi Qi shrank in the corner, and he didn't dare to come out. There was only one thought in my heart: "I actually spoke to a dead person, my adult is already mad with sadness!"

Chang Tian straightened up and walked to the Demon Fountain in two steps—from the moment he cut the dragon rope, this divine spring could no longer trap him. Now. The Demon Fountain seemed to be able to feel his cold gaze. There were ripples on the surface of the water, as if they were trembling.

His words were concise: "Surrender or perish!"

He had been tormented by this spring for tens of thousands of years, and if it weren't for the fact that it was still useful, he would have burned it dry.

It's not a hard choice to make.

The Demon Fountain did not hesitate, and shrank into a small, crystal clear ball of water when he heard the sound, and flew into his hand. was pinched by Changtian.

A good part of his cultivation over the past tens of thousands of years has been stored in the Demon Transformation Spring. At this moment, where does the spring water dare to accept selfishness. They all gave it up.

Chang Tian held the water balloon, lowered his eyes and stared for a moment, and when he opened his eyes again, his eyes were already full of golden light, like the bright sun on a summer afternoon, many times brighter and more brilliant than before!

He stretched out his hand, and Nan Ming flew off the ground from the fire sword and re-entered his grasp.

Immediately after, Chang Tian stepped into the teleportation formation, and the tall figure suddenly disappeared from the prison that had besieged him for tens of thousands of years.

Behind him, the Gods and Demons Prison fell back into a pitch-black silence that seemed like an eternity.

……

Such a big event happened in Bai Yujing, the VIPs on the seventh floor were killed and injured, the artifact Nan Ming disappeared from the fire sword, and the elders of the Heavenly Dwelling had no choice but to issue a statement, and this year's sale was temporarily suspended.

An hour had passed since the incident of Fang Cai, and almost all the guests in Bai Yujing had been persuaded to leave, and the wounded had also been helped out. The seventh floor of the Star Picking Building was completely enclosed, and it was impossible to see it from the Water Moon Mirror, so at this time, only a few people from the Heavenly Residence stationed in the clearing field saw that in front of the wall where Ning Xiaoxian disappeared, a man with black hair and black clothes appeared out of thin air.

This person is handsome and majestic like a god, and these people can't recognize his people, but they recognize the fiery red sword he holds in his hand—the Nanming Lihuo Sword. Didn't this sword disappear with a girl, why is it in this man's hand now?

Before they could look at each other, Chang Tian's gaze swept over and asked, "Where is Bian Jingshan?"

His voice was like the cold wind of winter and December, and the hearts of those who were watching him were like drums, and he couldn't help but bend his legs, and couldn't help but reach out to support the wall so that he didn't kneel. There was silence in the audience for a while, no one dared to ask "who are you", and no one had the slightest idea of resistance, only a small voice replied timidly: "The elders are all discussing together, and they should discuss the countermeasures for today's incident." Seeing Changtian's golden pupils turn to him, he suddenly felt the pressure on his body increase, and quickly swallowed his saliva, "Master Jin, we don't know." All the guests here were wearing masks, except, except for ...... girl who was nailed to the wall. He stared at the sword in the other man's hand and couldn't go on.

Changtian didn't make a sound, just turned to look at the wall behind him. The Star Picking Tower is a magic weapon with self-healing ability, but the thorn marks left by the dragon halberd on the wall will not disappear immediately. He reached out and stroked the punctures and pink blood on the wall, and stood with his eyes closed for a moment before striding out.

Everyone was greatly relieved to see that he was going to go away, and only then did they feel two trembling forces. Unexpectedly, he took four steps, suddenly stopped, turned around, and said coldly: "No!" With a move of his hand, a thin man in this group of people was carried out in the air and fell at the feet of Changtian.

"When you heard the words 'Jin Wuxian', you held your breath and your heart beat fast. He looked down at the man, "Tell me where he is, and I will give you a quick death." "Ning Xiaoxian disappeared out of thin air, and Jin Wuxian will not give up. Someone will definitely be sent to guard it. In his mind, the woman was on the verge of death, as long as she appeared. Any person you send can keep an eye on her.

Locked by Changtian's fierce qi, this person trembled like chaff for a long time and couldn't say a word, until Changtian stepped on his chest and opened his mouth......

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The thirteenth floor of Bai Yujing.

She kept talking all day long, thirteen was an inauspicious number, if she knew that the elder seat was located on the thirteenth floor, she would not be able to laugh at it? The corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and then the pain in his heart became more intense.

There was a lot of bickering at the elders' table. What happened today is a dishonour to the heavenly dwellings. The guests on the seventh floor were killed and injured too much, and everyone could imagine how many Immortal Demon Sects would come to the door in the next three months to ask for explanations and compensation. In this case, there are voices insisting that the sale continue to the end and calling for it to be stopped. Half of each.

Elder Kwon looked at the new attendees today. He coughed lightly and reminded, "Elders, Master Jin is still here. "There is still a lot of noise in front of outsiders, these elders have been waiting for peace for too long.

In the seventh layer, although Jin Wuxian did not take off his mask, the purple Yingqing Suo sword he was carrying was too conspicuous, how could the Heavenly Residence not recognize him? As soon as this matter was over, as one of the troublemakers, Jin Wuxian was immediately invited here to make tea. The strong dragon does not suppress the head snake. He couldn't at that time, so he had to leave his henchmen on the seventh layer to squat at Ning Xiaoxian's news. He walked up with the elders.

He is also one of the culprits who stirred up the Bai Yujing Betrayal Club, although Tianshangju has greatly reduced his impression of him, but after all, it is a chamber of commerce organization, and the chamber of commerce also has the power of Jishilou, since things have come to this point, the next thing to do is how to reduce losses. Tianshangju hoped to take more advantage in the future sales and sales transactions with Jishilou, but Jin Wuxian almost did not give up an inch of land, and the two parties fought for a long time, and finally took a step back and reached an agreement.

At this moment, the door of the secret room of the Elders' Council slammed open, and a person walked in unhurriedly with a sword, bringing in the cold aura that filled the room.

In this warm secret room, the temperature suddenly dropped by more than ten degrees.

One of the elders said angrily, "Who are you, and how dare you break in...... Here?" There was a pause in his voice, because like everyone else, he saw the Nanming Lihuo Sword in this person's hand. They are different from those uninformed subordinates on the seventh layer, Nan Ming is notoriously arrogant from the fire sword, the person of the Divine Sword Heavenly Determination who appeared in the scene today is thin and small, and he is definitely not the man in front of him, how can he honestly be held in his hands at this moment?

This person casually stopped here, and the qi in the entire secret room was pulled by him, and the other people present vaguely seemed to be standing in the storm, and the man in black in front of him controlled the eye of the wind, as if he could make the wind and clouds rise and the sky and the sky change color with a gesture.

Such an indisputable power made everyone's heart unexpectedly give birth to the idea of surrender.

Changtian Feng's eyes swept across the audience and immediately locked on Jin Wuxian. Although he had never dealt with this person, in the picture where the Demon Eye appeared, it was he who injured Ning Xiaoxian.

He hooked his fingers at Jin Wuxian, his voice was as cold as the cold wind howling, and his arrogance was like a snowy mountain:

"Come and die. ”

Jin Wuxian was originally staring at the Nanming Lihuo Sword in his hand, and he was furious when he heard this. He had been in charge of Jishilou for hundreds of years, and he was used to being in a high position, how could he ever be so despised? However, in his unfolded divine thoughts, the cultivation of this man in front of him was unfathomable, and the more he pondered it, the more he felt a tyrannical aura, as if there were countless turbulent undercurrents under the calm sea.

Hundreds of years of sharpening his eyesight told him that he was no match for this person.

However, the top master in the Southern Ganbu Continent, he is either famous or when he meets, but he definitely does not have the number one person in front of him.

So he actually endured this tone for the first time, and said cautiously: "Who is Your Excellency, why is it disrespectful." Jin is confident that he has not offended Your Excellency......" When he said this, others heard that he had a bit of a flattering taste.

Before he could finish speaking, Changtian had already frowned and said, "You injured Ning Xiaoxian, which is the way to die! ”

Jin Wuxian exclaimed: "She, she's really dead?" Although he knew that this woman would not survive nine out of nine, he couldn't ask the name of the female murderer until she died, he was so unwilling!

Changtian said expressionlessly: "Not bad." How lonely it is on Huangquan Road, she has always been timid, she has been alone for so long, you can go down and accompany her. The beast of hatred in his heart was stretching its fangs and roaring for the solace of blood. (To be continued......)

PS: Happy New Year everyone!2015 The first chapter, released after 0 o'clock~

Hehe, keep asking for pink tickets! Shui Yun wants to stay in front of the pink list, please help me.

In addition, the high tide part of this volume is coming.