Xin Chang wanted to gasp for breath.

Relieve stress in your heart.

That pressure didn't come from Hua Langying.

Although he has such a high level of cultivation, like an ordinary person facing a mountain that goes straight into the sky, although he knows that he can climb it, where is the road.

He cares more about his own heart.

Preaching, preaching, will you not even be able to distinguish between demons and demons?

What is the use of the sword in its hand, and what else can it protect?

The Junyan Sword was still as sharp as ever, but it couldn't tell itself where the road ahead was leading after all.

The meaning of slaying demons as the sword in his hand cannot be abandoned.

The road to preaching is difficult, but my heart and my blood are still boiling.

Edgeworth, flying in the sky.

Xin Chang likes the night, and the night is gentle.

The wind was blowing through my forehead, and my sleeves were gently raised.

There are some secrets in the wind.

It says pity for the man in the wind.

It's just that I pity the wind, it blows me lightly and I don't stop.

There is time to look at the ground under your feet, reckless and green through the ages.

The mountains are surrounded by green water, and the grasslands are next door.

The scenery of the world is full of enchantment, and those who hold swords should pay attention to them one by one.

And a bright moon in the sky.

Kyaukjie, look closely, I am familiar with it.

Xin Chang Edgeworth has been flying in the air for ten days and nights.

But his speed has not even come out of the range of the grassland.

Fang knew that Hua Langying's simple wave of his hand implied such a big deal.

He treats himself like this, but also to retreat in the face of difficulties and make a choice that conforms to the right intention.

Is it just possible to do that yourself?

The way of heaven is so vast that it cannot tolerate people's suspicions.

It's just that I love my heart.

One thing I promised was: All for one, one for all.

Heavenly Dao, Heavenly Dao. With the sword with the mind.

Embarrassed, Xin Chang didn't know how he could escape from this unknown terrain.

He even thought he would never get out again.

The Dao method of the Semi-Saint Realm, I can't crack it yet.

He simply stopped to rest.

And the sword, with the wine utensils is in hand.

I can't forget the taste of sake.

Everyone probably has their own understanding of wine.

But wine is wine, and Xin Chang is obsessed with it and can't give it up.

There is a smell of wine wafting out.

A black light appeared in the distance, swift.

Straight to Xin Chang.

And with Xin Chang's cultivation, he couldn't avoid it.

He was inexplicably surprised.

That speed can be explained as providence.

And if you look closely, there is one more thing in your arms,

Fat head, big ears, lazy lying in Xin Chang's arms.

He blurted out, "A pig." ”

A voice echoed: "You're a pig, people call you Little Bear." ”

In such an age, there is such a thing, and pigs can talk.

And Xin Chang picked it up, and its eyes were so round.

It's just that Xin Chang looks at it seriously, but it looks at Xin Chang too casually.

With incomprehensible contempt, it said, "Where's your wine? ”

You drink too?Xin wanted to ask, but he still didn't ask.

A pig can speak, why can't he drink?

The wine had not yet reached its mouth, but of course it understood Xin Chang's doubts.

"Why, the bear can't drink?"

And its little pig's trotters are still waving, and there are eyebrows dancing on its face, and it looks like it is going to slap Xin Chang.

Xin Chang didn't dare to hesitate any longer, and offered the treasured wine with both hands.

The pig's face leaned forward, deeply intoxicated by the aroma of wine, and before he drank it: "I won't return this wine." ”

Pig's mouth binge.

The thin tail behind it wagged, proving that it was inexplicably satisfied with it.

Originally, when others were drinking, Xin Chang would never bother, because he was enjoying the spicy taste of wine and wanted to be quiet.

But this time is different, it may also be the heroic posture of the pig drinking, which makes him have doubts in his heart, but he does not vomit unpleasantly.

He said, "What the hell are you?"

The pig, or rather the bear, gave him a roll of the eye.

Then after drinking, he also exhaled a long breath of turbidity.

It matters, it looks into the distance, and its eyes are full of meaning.

Xin Chang saw Xiao Suo in his eyes, what a person or a pig at this moment, but both of them fell to the end of the world.

He asked a question that seemed unbelievable to him: "Are you lonely?"

The pig looked at him and nodded: "Uh-huh." ”

Xin Chang spit out a breath of turbidity in his chest again, at this moment, the mountains are lonely, the wind is lonely, the trees are lonely, and the shadows are lonely......

Xin Chang didn't dare to think of him as a pig anymore, and he said, "Little Bear, where are you from?" ”

Xin Chang couldn't keep himself silent in front of him.

Little Bear's face was gloomy: "You might as well ask us how we can get out of this place." ”

Xin Chang sat up immediately, he wasn't worried about himself, but what about Nianjun? Where is she now? Is it safe? Is Yuanfang Shadow monotonously missing herself?

He said, with an inexplicable affirmation: "You know how to get out of this place." ”

Little Bear replied, "Of course, but with your help, I need you to take me out of here too." I'm fast, but for some reason, my stamina is not good. ”

Xin Chang looked at him, fat and round body, and thought: Do pigs still talk about endurance?

"This place is nothing more than a moving desert," said the bear. It's just that there are great monks who have expanded in a way that can be thousands of miles away. Originally, this place might have been just a step away, but now, I can't calculate its size. But as long as you are fast enough and do not stop, we will be able to get out with me pointing the way. ”

Xin Chang admired Hua Rongying's cultivation, there was no doubt about it, but now he admired Xiao Xiong's insight even more.

In the future, if anyone says that pigs are not smart, then Xin Chang may fight.

Xin Chang picked up the bear and looked at him with hope in his eyes.

The bear nodded affirmatively, and after stretching, he said, "Southeast." ”

In the night sky, there was a light streaking, piercing the ubiquitous wind, southeast heading.

The little bear fell into a deep sleep, and Xin Chang flew without scruples, his heart was full of hope, the distant mountains were good, the trees scattered around were beautiful, and the flowing waves were shining and the infinite river was good, but his heart was just a figure. In his heart she always laughs, her laughter, lighter than the wind, but stronger than wine.

Lonely back, and the back next to a bonfire.

Xin Chang fell like this, when the silence was inexplicable, he disturbed the purity that belonged to a person, he just felt pity in his heart, and wanted to take her out of this oppressive cage.

Xin Chang hadn't seen her before.

She curled up in a clump and sat down by the campfire.

The wind stirred her hair, and the fluttering sleeves made her lonely, thin and cold.

Xin Chang walked closer, even if it was an indirect blurred black shadow, Xin Chang could see her big eyes from the side.

Her eyes were the deepest water, the coldest winter, the brightest star in the night sky before dawn.

She raised her head, and Xin Chang could see a deep red in the corner of her eyes.

And this moment was silent......