Qi Wuwei's footsteps became heavier and heavier, this mountain should be the biggest hurdle he had ever experienced in his life, the road was long, monotonous and boring, and the roadside scenery was also anywhere on the way to the mountain, and everything he saw was an ordinary appearance. Qi Wuwei, www.biquge.info of the pen %fun %pavilion, wanted to sit on this step with Xi Songfeng to rest and chat. But the singing style seemed to be walking so fast as if he didn't know who to compete with, Qi Wuwei saw that the exhaustion on his face seemed to be a little lighter than himself, perhaps because he was a few years older than him, Qi Wuwei was not angry in his heart, and he also lowered his head and gritted his teeth and desperately hurried away.

No matter how unsteady each step was, Xi Songfeng's waist was firmly straight, and the fat cat in his arms was poking his head out to look at Qi Wuwei behind him—a person who was thinking and practicing what to replace his feet.

Gradually, a puff of smoke rose from the steps in front, and the place of the steps seemed to have no way forward, Qi Wuwei looked at Xi Singfeng, he didn't know when he was already ahead of himself for a long distance. Qi Wu didn't realize how he was chasing this distance, anyway, he walked the steps first and fell to the ground. The chimney of a thatched hut in a small courtyard not far away was the source of the smoke.

Qi Wuwei quickly turned over and kicked his feet into the sky in unison, never wanting them to touch anything again. He coughed incessantly, both as a reaction to the dryness of his trachea and as a signal for him to cry for help to the people in the hut. Xi Songfeng, on the other hand, stood firmly, trying to pant evenly, lifting his feet alternately, moving his ankles.

A person walked out of the hut, his face was as pale as the long robe he was wearing, and his literati temperament wandered among the artemisia mountains and wilderness, just like a scholar who was studying hard and waiting for the exam. He only noticed the standing Xi Sing Feng, pulled up the hem and ran over with a small step, pointed and said: "When did you go out? I have been flustered lately, there seems to be something big happening outside the mountain, but fortunately you have come back safely!

Xi Songfeng looked disgusted, although the man seemed to be very patient, but his patience came from no reason at all. The patient man saw Qi Wuwei who fell to the ground, "Eh, who are you?"

Qi Wuwei was almost speechless, "Who am I? Didn't you call me here?" He naturally thought that this was the end, and that person was the proud.

The man patiently said, "Do you know who I am?"

"Aren't you the proud?"

The man shook his head patiently, "In Xia Yusheng, it is not the proud person in your mouth. If you want to find him, you have to go!"

Qi Wuwei stared at him deadly: "I don't care, let's bring water and dry food first, I haven't eaten for a day and a night, and I'm going to die!"

"Okay! With that, Yusheng walked into the hut with a small step, and walked out with two bowls, one bowl was water, and the other bowl contained two pieces of dry food, he looked at Qi Wuwei's hands and feet as if he couldn't complete the action of eating, so he patiently brought the bowl to his mouth.

"That--sing wind, are you hungry, thirsty, do you want to go into the house and sit for a while?" Xi singing wind glanced at him, and immediately walked away, Yusheng said embarrassedly: "Okay, then this guest, do you want to go into the house to rest?"

Qi Wuwei didn't answer and just drank the water, and waited for the water to drink dry before saying: "Water! water! not enough!" Yusheng took his arm and helped him up and brought him into the hut, Yusheng chattered endlessly along the way, the more he said, the more sober Qi Wuwei became, and the more he hated not to be able to follow the singing wind and leave, but when he saw the continuation of the mountain road, he would rather endure Yusheng's "patience".

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"Hey, wake up, eat!" Yu Qinghuang woke up.

The idiot had actually woken up a long time ago, but he couldn't open his eyes, "This ...... The sky hasn't dawned yet!" Yu Qing only said lightly: "It's time to wake up." Can't you even smell the smell of my roasted hare?"

"Well, it's a hare again, are you going to exterminate all the hares in this world?" the idiot only felt that his face was numb by the wind, and he rubbed his face vigorously with both hands, "Alas! I had planned to wake up a little earlier than you to practice swordsmanship, but I never thought that sleeping in the wild would be like this...... Not pleasant!"

Yu Qing handed the drinking bag to the idiot, turned to look at the roasted hare, "Let's go for another day today, and we will probably arrive tomorrow." ”

The idiot craned his neck and drank the water, "And then? What about when we get to that sect? Do you want me to learn from the master? But I have already worshiped the master, and there is no hindrance?"

Yu Qing said: "Now the situation is still unclear, there should be some surplus food there, it is a safe place, I will leave this tragic sword to you, and you will know how to practice." As long as you ...... Able to tolerate solitude. ”

The idiot was puzzled, "Alone?"

Yu Qing nodded, "There is no one left in that sect anymore." ”

The idiot was even more puzzled, "What about you, where are you going?"

"I'm going to take care of some things, and when the world is peaceful, you can leave on your own. We'll meet again if there's a fate. Yu Qing smiled, "It's a little early to talk about this now!" He gave the smiling face to the idiot along with the roast rabbit he was wearing.

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Maybe it's because I've been to the lonely city of wind and fire, this journey of traveling day and night is not as long as the idiot imagined, maybe it's because he has walked too little, maybe it's because there is a thought to give himself a vision, for that silver short sword, how much shock can it give itself, and what big variables will it have in the future?

"Why is this door locked?" the idiot said before he remembered that there were only these houses left in this sect, "Hey, come and find a way to open the door!"

Yu Qing walked very slowly, he was glad to have the Qingjue Sword in his hand, so that he would not be lost and sink in the sword intent of the Tragic Sword, and become more and more cold-blooded, and it was precisely because of this that the familiar scenes coming up the mountain made him unable to take a step, although he would no longer shed tears. There were no more forks in the road up the mountain, and he didn't need to lead the way for the idiot, so the idiot walked in front of him who was preoccupied.

Yu Qing sensed the idiot's request for help, he took a few quick steps, and swept the door lock with a wave of his sword. He walked in on his own, without saying a word, and the idiot could not see what he could see in his eyes, so he could only follow him with his original purpose, and remember the way here.

The kitchen, the residence, the latrine, and the place where the martial arts practice all reminded Yu Qing of many memories of the past. He didn't know whether it was right or wrong for him to promote the separation of this sect, and if he didn't force it, he wouldn't get the Clear Sword, let alone reflect on what he had done, especially when his heart was no longer as hard as iron, and the cut off of the back road only made his future more confused.

The starting point is at this gate, and the end point is back at this gate, Yu Qing doesn't know when there is an extra lit oil lamp in his hand, from the beginning of going up this mountain, he has never had a word of communication with the idiot, but at this time he doesn't need it. He first sent the oil lamp over, then untied the tragic sword he was carrying and handed it into the idiot's hand, nodded, and turned to leave. The idiot put down the oil lamp, and looked at the tragic sword through the faint light, he was fascinated and intoxicated, but he couldn't bear to hold the hilt of the sword and pull it out, and he couldn't say why, maybe he felt that holding the hilt of the sword would carry a lot of things.

The idiot held the tragic sword, held the oil lamp, ran to the venue for martial arts, put the oil lamp next to the tragic sword, and practiced the swordsmanship passed on by Jing Shuiyi, as if he deliberately showed the tragic sword to practice his sword. Jing Shuiyi's swordsmanship content is not very much, and the idiot finishes practicing quickly, with no one to guide him, and his room for improvement is limited. Just like he followed Yu Qing to visit here before, many courtyards were deserted longer than the ones Yu Qing had walked through, so the places he could move here were also limited.

But his kendo path is not limited to Jing Shuiyi's set of swordsmanship. Most of the people who watch the sword duel will not look at the moves and routines of the people who are trying to fight with an attitude of learning, and even if they do, they really can't learn anything. In the heart of the idiot, he can't tell who is better than who's sword moves, where is lacking, he can only dance the halberd, copy the sword skills of the young heroes of all parties when the sword duel, no one can see that he is already familiar with the swordsmanship of those families to such a point, and no one knows how much he will gain from these sets of swordsmanship. The idiot practiced the swordsmanship one by one from beginning to end, he was not satisfied, tried again, the time used was much shorter than the last time, the third time he practiced, it was like the person's own practice, and then the fourth and fifth times, the time used could continue to be compressed, and the appearance of the swordsmanship had gradually changed beyond recognition......

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The corpse mountain of Yantianjing had begun to emit the stench of corpses, and all kinds of scavenging birds and insects flowed on it like a river. Calamity stood beside this mountain of corpses, and with a wave of his long sleeves, the throne appeared beside him, and he seemed to sit on it very comfortably, his eyes observing this mountain of corpses without any fluctuations.

A cloud of demonic energy appeared around the throne out of thin air, and a man stepped out of the demonic qi and respectfully called the calamity: "General!"

"Quan Quan?" Disaster didn't look back at him, "What's going on with you?"

Qi Quan asked rhetorically: "With the demon slave controlled by the general's throne as the eyeliner, can't you still find out the whereabouts of Brother Yu Qing?"

Disaster shook his head, and Qi Quan also showed embarrassment, "After all, the demon slave and all the comrades will not hurt him, and the human race should not be the enemy of the Yu Qing brothers, so the subordinates will retire first, and I will deal with this matter with great strength." ”

"Wait!" said Woe, "come and see, what do you think of this mountain of corpses?"

Qi Quan looked at it and said, "A killing, a killing between humans and humans. Who is to blame for this?"

Calamity closed his eyes and recalled what he saw in the eyes of the demon slaves, and said, "Although I tried my best to fight the sword battle that day, there were still a few human powerhouses who were not affected by the throne. I ordered the demon slaves to kill them, and as you can see, the demon slaves became this mountain. I could only vaguely see two figures, two supreme swordsmen, almost every demon slave that made up this mountain was close to them, but none of them allowed me to see the clear faces of these two people. ”

"But the general still knows in his heart that they are not enough to be a threat to us. ”

"To be precise, they won't clash with us, and we just want to gain a foothold in the human world, and the things we conquer will have to wait for the arrival of the Demon Emperor's soldiers and horses. "We have delayed for twenty years what could have been done overnight, but twenty years is not a long time for us, and some of the guys who plan to sleep will have to wait twenty years before they can close their eyes." ”

"How can we stand on our feet?"

"When the world is in turmoil, and a force is dispersed into many small forces competing with each other, we will have a piece of land securely, a land in the center of the continent, the most meaningful starting point of conquest. ”

Qi Quan said: "Then maybe we have to make a decision now." In the end, it is to garrison Zhongzhou, which has been fully pocketed, or to send troops to destroy the forces of Xuning Mansion. ”

"Oh?"

"First, the one we sent to attack the Emperor of the Shengping Dynasty was not our own henchmen. Second, it is not enough to let one emperor fall, and the rest of the royal family can declare themselves emperors, and there is no reason for the dynasty to split. A few days ago, I found out that the prince of Xuning Province has unified all the armies in Yifu, and it is very likely that he will announce his accession to the throne in the next few days. If he succeeds in taking the throne, our plans will be delayed again. ”

"Prepare to attack them!" said the calamity, "and now we are not in a position to garrison them." ”

"Why did the general say this? How many people in the three cities of Zhongzhou were refined into demon slaves? All of them were waiting on the periphery of Yantianjing, and they could all be loyal and serve the general. ”

"But do you know how much strength I need to pay to maintain the connection between the throne and them?" Disaster Disaster sighed, "Originally, in Fengyu Mountain, the cost of a hundred and dozens of demon slaves was negligible, but in the past few days, the strength and mind I have spent have made me overwhelmed. ”

"Don't be afraid, you'll soon be free of this concern!" came the woman's voice, from the top of the mountain of corpses. The demon general and Qi Quan looked up together, only to see Qi Yan facing them, slowly walking down the corpse mountain, and the scavenging birds and insects made way for her like a psychic.

Qi Quan could see at a glance that the person was not good, but at the same time, he also knew that this was the same kind, a similar person who was much stronger than him, and he said: "A strong person like a girl has never heard of it in the lower world, and I think it should be cultivated in the human world." In Xia Qiquan, this one is the general of the disaster, we are from the demon world, in the name of the demon emperor to conquer the human world as the first army, never had anything to do with the demons in the human world, I don't know how to offend the girl. ”

Knowing that Qi Quan did not understand the origin of this, he said to Qi Yan, and at the same time told Qi Quan: "In twenty years, the only price for me to return with a new look and a more cautious mind is you! I do not hate you, and I will not kill you." Because even if you come to seek revenge, the best thing you can get is to die together! You are still so pitiful, and I have to pity you. ”

Hearing the clue, Qi Quan exclaimed, "General......! Is that the same fate curse?" He remembered how powerful the calamity was at the peak at that time, and he also clearly realized that no matter how much the current calamity was recovered, it would be impossible to return to its original strength, let alone control the demon slaves after losing so much strength.

"Retreat quickly!" the demon general suddenly left his seat and rushed towards Qi Yan, he did not seek to retreat from the enemy and destroy the enemy, but only to fight for some life for Qi Quan. Qi Quan was reluctant to leave, and quickly thought of a way to deal with it in his mind, and there was only one way, which was to send a signal to attract all demon slaves and demons to come to support, and he cast a spell on the spot, his hands went up, and a cluster of demonic energy rushed up from between his hands, as eye-catching as fireworks. At this moment, the unguarded Qian Quan never expected that someone had approached him, and one person from each of the four directions was holding a sword to kill him, but it was too late for him to react, and the four sharp blades had pierced into his body together, he screamed, and the two hands suddenly swung down, but the four swords of the four people had been scattered, and Qi Quan could only fall down with resentment.

The four disciples of the Chonglong Sect saw that Qi Yan was fighting with the demon general, and they tacitly raised their swords at the same time, and threw themselves at the demon general, the four disciples were already elites, but the demon general who was fighting with Qi Yan was distracted by the screaming Qi Quan, and they didn't notice their actions, and the four flying swords all hit the demon general.

"Ahh Qi Yan shouted, "Don't worry about me! Get down to business!" The four of them replied in unison: "Yes!" As he spoke, the four of them each held a corner of the throne and lifted the throne in its entirety, and they jumped up and wanted to take his throne away under the nose of the demon general.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the four of them jumped up, they saw the demon slaves who came to support them coming from all directions, like a surging wave, so that the four of them did not know where to settle down next. A figure in the "crowd" jumped above them, and with a claw swing, one of the four was seriously injured, and they were all deflated, and the light power was instantly broken, and fell straight down. Before he could gain a foothold, another shadow flashed, like a big bird, and captured one of the four into the sky.

The other two hurriedly stood up side by side, put on a posture of preparation, and stood in front of the throne, facing the nearest "wave". The two of them insisted on the intention of death, and they seemed to be very resolute. But when they heard the sound of "ah-" coming from far and near, from top to bottom, the one who had just been carried away into heaven was suddenly thrown before them, and died a miserable death, and the two men were frightened.

At this moment, the two hands put on their respective trembling shoulders, and the two of them suddenly felt that death was coming, and calmly closed their eyes and waited to die. But he heard Qi Yan's calm voice asking, "...... you Are you scared?"

The two of them didn't seem surprised, but the tremor never subsided, "Don't hide it, girl, we do have some fear." ”

"Don't be afraid. Qi Yan comforted: "They just have more people, if I let them have fewer people, will you have the courage to fight with me?"

One of them replied in a loud voice: "Anyone who can serve the girl! What is the difference between one person and thousands of people?

"Heh......" Qi Yan smiled, she took a few steps back, and put a hand on the throne. In an instant, the "waves" moved more intensely, and no one could see what was happening in the demon slaves, but in the next moment, the "waves" had turned into the "Dead Sea", and all the demon slaves had fallen, whether they were in Yantianjing, or those who were affected by the throne but were not here, they all had to fall. Because the demon will establish a connection with the demon slave through the throne, and the connection between the demon general and the throne has been severed by Qi Yan, and the maintenance of the demon general's power has been lost, and the remaining souls of the demon slave cannot be kept stable, so they will naturally scatter. And the demon slaves have all become dead.

The army that surrounded Qi Zhen and the disciples of the Chonglong Sect, in the blink of an eye, there were only a few demon clans left with different eyes.

"Ah!" The remaining two Dragon Cult disciples had seen Qi Yan's skills, and they had no fear at all, and their roars kicked off the prelude to a melee that could have been much larger.

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The two Dragon Cult disciples lay side by side, and they also became "blood people", but their own blood was all over their bodies. Qi Yan squatted between them, his two hands pressed on each of them, and the output of internal force continued their weak life.

"If there is any last wish that has not been fulfilled, you can entrust it to me, simpler, not too difficult, not too troublesome. Qi Yan said that she had lived in the Chonglong Sect for some time, and knew how crazy and ridiculous their beliefs were, and if her last wish had anything to do with it, Qi Yan turned around and abandoned them.

One person said first: "In the next Zhang Yan, please ask the girl to tell Senior Sister Qi, and say that Senior Sister is the love of my life! Tell her not to wronged herself! Be sloppy with yourself! Then I will never be blind under Jiuquan!" He said clearly and very movingly.

Another person also said: "In Xia Yang Zhen, his wish is the same as his." When you ask the girl to convey it on your behalf, remember to have my share!"

"Then ......" Qi Yan was a little embarrassed, which was completely unexpected by her, "What should be the last wishes of the two of you who died first, you are full of tacit understanding, and you should know each other very well." ”

The two replied in unison: "Zhou Yu and Bai Wei, their last wishes will not be different from ours!"

Qi Yan nodded and said, "Okay! I'll try to remember." Her hand pressed against the hearts of the two of them, and the internal force pushed slightly, and the heartbeat of the two of them became slower and slower until they stopped beating. A smile appeared in the almost congealed blood on the faces of the two of them, which was the most simple thanks.

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The coffin shop in Zhongzhou is indeed difficult to find, but the demons finally found one, and there was really no new coffin, so they rudely pried open a coffin with an owner and drove the owner away.

A hound with eight wounds was placed inside, and it was the original form of the four swords pierced by the body.

"He didn't deserve to die. The demon general said, "Before I left my seat, I told you to come and come to your aid. But he still asked for help. The demon general looked at Langyue, his eyes were sad and hateful, "I obviously let him go first, why didn't he listen?"

Lang Yue smiled, "Do you want to hear me say that he is?" He was tearing off the clothes of a corpse on the ground to wipe his hands, the blood on his hands was the first Chonglong Sect disciple to be recruited, "Dead comrades should not be criticized, my brothers and I want to hold the throne accountable for the loss." Look, we're alone again. ”

The demon general had a gloomy face and did not say a word.

Lang Yue's hands had already been wiped clean, "Don't think about it, everyone still has to rely on you to give orders!"

The demon general said sincerely: "This responsibility does lie with me, and I will give you an explanation, but now I have something to ask you, and I originally asked Qi Quan to help me." ”

"Say it! I won't shirk!"

"Please help me find Yu Qing, the young man who went to you with me that day, and bring him back. In the past twenty years, you have been a hunter, and there should be very few people who can move outside at this time, which should not be difficult for you. ”

Lang Yue said: "I know, he is your savior, but a teenager, wouldn't it be better to let him wander outside?"

The demon general has turned into a pleading tone, "My body is his brother's, this brother must have sensed, I have been restless recently, I'm afraid that something will happen to him, you must quickly set off to find him, if something happens to him, I'm afraid that every day in this body will not be at ease!"

"Hmm!" Langyue nodded and turned to leave.

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