Guo Xiaopeng stared at the valley in front of him, it was there, Guo Xiaopeng was almost killed by Qinghe and them, and today after Guo Xiaopeng had all his thoughts planned, a strange smile appeared on his face.

"I'll let you go today! We'll see you again soon!" Guo Xiaopeng glanced at the valley, and then went back to sleep in his military tent.

Recently, Guo Xiaopeng has been physically and mentally exhausted, and now he has to beware not only of the enemy, but also of the alliance, he is really tired!

Guo Xiaopeng didn't understand why this task was on his body, and he was inexplicably teleported to this world.

In the evening, the sun will finally sink into darkness, and the original golden light will also be transformed into a dark red blood light, and the slightly closer flowing clouds will also rise red fire at this time, reflecting the sparkling and sparkling sea, and the sea will also be reflected red. A hazy light smoke rose from the earth, lingering at the edge of the murmuring water, the crow stopped on the dead branches, and every now and then let out a lonely chirp, and the mountains in the distance, silent, gradually dimmed in the golden light. And people look at the dusk, hoping for the coming of the dream, but finally shut the dusk out. Outside the door, there was still a hazy twilight smoke, a twilight crow perched on a dead tree, and a fading golden light......

I don't know when Guo Xiaopeng fell in love with the dusk in winter. When it was dusk, the teahouse in front of the house was full of people. The sunset fell on the corner of the teahouse, and the thin air was dyed with a layer of plain warmth, somewhat of the smell of moon dusk. On the piece of land that was illuminated, countless flying dust feathers turned into a few reddish glows on the horizon. People happily talked about the daylight flowing in those years, floating on the clouds, and from time to time a dusk rain fell, accompanied by the twilight of the year, irrigating the lonely corners of those years. Living in the twilight of the day, people's hearts are moist to take root and sprout, how can they find the loneliness that has lasted for many months in those miserable years.

There is always a smell of cooking smoke in the evening air, mixed with dishes from the various warm tables, mingling into a special smell. This kind of taste is not only an olfactory experience, but also a tactile and psychological experience. It's always warm, down-to-earth, and reunited.

In the dusk, a pair of figures came into Guo Xiaopeng's eyes. The figure held hands and walked slowly, step by step, harmonious but tireless. Guo Xiaopeng looked up, and a silvery white flashed in front of him. It's an old couple. The old man and the old lady were the same as when they first fell in love, holding hands, but the wrinkles on their faces were trembling in the wind, and their silver hair was echoing in the wind. They staggered as they took, not as fast as they had before, but they still had smiles on their faces. Sweet and serene laughter, laughed through all kinds of tribulations of life, laughed through all kinds of sufferings of life, and finally laughed in the beautiful scenery of the sunset.

Overlooking the dusk of the town, it is like a golden moon falling in the heavenly river, kissing the countryside of the hometown, from the village with smoke curling, from time to time there are a few dogs barking and rooster crowing, as if it is a distant and hazy dream.

In the evening, when the sunset subsides, the heavens and the earth turn a silver-gray color. The milky smoke and the gray twilight blend together, as if covering the walls, roofs, tree tops, and street entrances with a thin layer of cellophane, making them looming, fluttering, and a strange atmosphere. The baby midges become active, buzzing and whirling in clumps. The cuckoo was in the woods by the river, whining in a dumb voice, and not knowing what it was alarmed, dragging its voice and flying away into the distance.

Guo Xiaopeng is going to go to the valley to walk alone, this time his confidence is very inflated, I believe that no one can help Guo Xiaopeng this time.

The night is dark, the cold night of winter is particularly cold, Guo Xiaopeng at this time is wearing a golden robe, looking very mighty, but at this time he has already planned everything, and now he only needs someone to accompany him to play a scene, so that people can see that he is hopeless.

Guo Xiaopeng approached the valley step by step, and there was a dead spirit in the valley that was affected by Guo Xiaopeng's breath and became very manic.

"He still dares to come?" said Miao Bo in surprise.

"This is him, he is not afraid of any beast or man who challenges him, maybe this challenge is even more dangerous, I want to see it!"

"Okay, then I'll follow you too! He is killing himself this time! He should have stayed outside, not stepping in from here, he is playing with fire and setting himself on fire!" Miao Bo said regretfully.

"Who knows what he's doing! Go!" Qinghe and Miao Bo disappeared at the same time and came to the place where Guo Xiaopeng appeared.

"What are you doing here?" Qinghe appeared behind Guo Xiaopeng, who was on top of a mountain peak.

"You're here, I'm going to look for you!" Guo Xiaopeng turned to Qinghe and said to them.

"You can't escape this time, we're not the only ones here!" Qinghe said.

"Ao?, who else?" asked Guo Xiaopeng.

"Heiguan, he's here!, but cultivating in another dimension, I don't have the ability to discover you for the time being!" Qinghe said.

"Oh, is he here too? It's a pity, otherwise I would have let him die today without a place to bury!" Guo Xiaopeng had murderous anger in his eyes.

"Boy, I see that you are daydreaming! Today is your death! Qinghe, don't keep your hands any longer! If we are discovered by Tianzun, then we won't be able to die when the time comes!" Miao Bo reminded Qinghe.

Qinghe's eyes showed a struggle, but it was quickly replaced by a fierce color, there are no eternal friends in this world!

Watching Qinghe kill her, Guo Xiaopeng knew her choice.

"Undead!" Miao Bo took out the red rod and chanted words in his mouth, and for a while, the surrounding mountains had undead spirits gradually climbing up, and they were like ants endlessly.

"Okay! just wait for your group of friends!" Guo Xiaopeng laughed happily.

"Boy, it's crazy! Boys!" Miao Bo controlled the undead and pounced on Guo Xiaopeng endlessly!

Guo Xiaopeng looked at these undead, and a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Qinghe looked at Guo Xiaopeng motionless, and knew that he had a back hand, only to see Guo Xiaopeng take out a charm from his arms, this charm was as long as an arm.

Qinghe really couldn't understand why there was such a big spell, what was he using it for?

Just as Qinghe hesitated, Guo Xiaopeng threw the spell into the sky.

"Obscene Tongtian Sect Master, I summon you, come to my side quickly, and protect me!" Guo Xiaopeng said something in his mouth.

This mantra was made up by Guo Xiaopeng, in fact, if he threw the spell in the sky, he could summon the Tongtian Sect Master......