The departure of the Su family was too abrupt, which no one expected.

Looking at the procession that meandered for almost a mile, someone crushed his fist in the dark.

"Do you want to force me out?" the man sneered in the shadows, "that's what you want." ”

Walking out of the shadows, this person was Su Mo, and there was a golden figure standing behind him, following him like a shadow, not leaving an inch, and followed Su Mo at the moment when he rushed forward.

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"I don't see the long sword like the tide of the sea, and I haven't met the masters one after another. Ning Yuanqiu walked around the sword tower, looking uninterested.

He was born with a sword, and his sword cultivation and practice made rapid progress, and few people in his level could compete with him, and because he had a pair of watery eyes, with a young face, his face was full of words: I am a bully.

Born to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger.

"It's all some local chickens and dogs, I wouldn't have come if I knew it, it's too far away from the sword tower in my dream. Ning Yuanqiu sighed, "Master's dream is gone like this!"

"What's that?" Just when the look of disappointment in Ning Yuanqiu's eyes reached its fullest, he saw a city in front of him, very far away, only the size of a finger.

Naturally, no one will care about it outside, but there are only various treacherous terrain in this sword tower, and Ning Yuanqiu has not even encountered a thatched hut after walking for many days, and now he is naturally surprised to see a city.

Ning Yuanqiu's face showed joy, and no matter whether there was a crisis in that city, whether there was a treasure or not, its appearance at least made Ning Yuanqiu feel a little changed. In this infinite land, change is always good. So he ran there almost without a second thought.

As the saying goes, Wangshan runs a dead horse, but there is no such thing for cultivators. The city seemed very far away, but Ning Yuanqiu traveled all the way, and it only took two quarters of an hour to reach the place.

It is a quaint city, similar in style to a sword tower, as if it was made out of yellow mud at random.

Ning Yuanqiu stood in the distance and didn't get any closer, because at the city gate, there was a figure standing - Yan Qiu.

Ning Yuanqiu was very confident, but not conceited, he didn't think he was Yan Qiu's opponent, so he just watched from afar, waiting for other changes.

Yan Qiu under the city was facing the gate of the city, and he stood there like this without moving, as if he was not aware of Ning Yuanqiu's arrival. But Ning Yuanqiu didn't think so, Yan Qiu didn't move, he didn't move, and the two of them just stood still.

Until the arrival of the third person.

The third person who came over was Shangguan Zhengtian, he stopped in the distance, glanced at Ning Yuanqiu first, then at Yan Qiu, and finally walked towards Yan Qiu.

Yan Qiu just looked at the gate of the ancient city, and didn't care about Shangguan Zhengtian who was approaching.

Shangguan Zhengtian got closer and closer, and was about to say hello to Yanqiu, but he was also silent when he looked at the gate of the ancient city.

The gate was not large, only a foot high, and it was a little short as a gate for a city. Fortunately, the city is not very large, so this gate is not very strange. But the door still looks weird, not because of its size, but because it has no gaps.

It is not so much that there are no gaps, but that it is one with the city, and it does not have the function of a gate except that it has the shape of a gate.

"Miss Yanqiu, what do you see?" Shangguan Zhengtian looked at it for a long time, but didn't see anything abnormal, so he couldn't help but ask.

Yan Qiu didn't look back, his eyes still looking at the door, "This is the entrance to the eighth floor. ”

Her voice was calm, not half angry, as if she was saying something that should be done.

"Entrance?" Shangguan Zhengtian whispered, a little unconvinced. He had been in many dangerous places, naturally occurring and man-made, but he had never seen such a strange entrance.

"Hey, since it's the entrance, you guys go down quickly!" Ning Yuanqiu shouted in the distance. Fang Cai Yanqiu did not mean to conceal what he said, even if the voice was not loud, it was enough to be heard by Ning Yuanqiu.

Yan Qiu's expression did not change, as if he had not heard.

Shangguan Zhengtian looked back, "Why don't you give this fellow Daoist a try?"

Ning Yuanqiu raised his eyebrows, he didn't know Shangguan Zhengtian, but he could sense that Shangguan Zhengtian was not an ordinary person, Yan Qiu knew him again, and he was afraid that he would not be able to get good if he approached rashly without knowing friends or enemies, so he immediately snorted and did not respond.

Shangguan Zhengtian saw Ning Yuanqiu's inexplicable appearance, so he didn't look at him again, and his eyes fell on the city gate again.

"Miss Yanqiu, could you please get out of the way, I want to see what's strange about this city gate. Shangguan Zhengtian said.

"You can't open it. Yan Qiu spoke directly.

"Oh?" Shangguan Zhengtian looked at Yan Qiu, waiting for her next step, but Yan Qiu didn't pay attention to him after speaking.

Shangguan Zhengtian saw that Yan Qiu didn't answer, and directly breathed a sigh of relief, the aura was running around his body, and the long sword exuded a golden luster in his hand. When his aura climbed to its peak, he struck out blatantly, and pointed his long sword at the middle of the city gate.

Silent.

The long sword in his hand seemed to be piercing into the mire, without making any sound, and Shangguan Zhengtian could feel that the long sword kept sinking inward, and it was difficult to pull it out. He looked surprised, because the sword in his eyes had stayed on the surface of the city gate, and had not been caught in it.

His sense of touch and vision were confused.

Gradually, the long sword was no longer deep, like a cowhide drum that was about to bounce back after being pressed to the tightest, Shangguan Zhengtian could feel a force pushing the long sword outward.

Small at first, then more powerful and unstoppable.

Shangguan Zhengtian's expression became solemn, and he knew that when the sense of touch and vision coincided, this force would reach its maximum, just like when he stabbed it out with all his might.

At this moment, Yan Qiu moved, she stepped forward and reached out and pressed on the city gate, then withdrew her hand and retreated back to the same place.

With just this simple action, Shangguan Zhengtian's sword attached to the city gate was detached.

Shangguan Zhengtian's solemn expression turned into shock, then he smiled bitterly, didn't speak again, sat up against a clean stone, and waited silently.

At this time, a fourth person appeared nearby, the wooden two crosses.

He was the same as Ning Yuanqiu, far away from a few people, not close, silently watching, and looking at a few people.

Ning Yuanqiu was also looking at Mu Liangheng, but soon raised his eyes to look in the other direction, where there was a woman in white - Ling Yue.

Yan Qiu, who had been watching the city gate, finally turned around.

"It's not a simple city. Ling Yue walked directly here, without fear, and without hostility, Yan Qiu was like a passerby in her eyes.

Yan Qiu glanced at her, "I've heard about the Ling family. ”

"Huh?" Ling Yue raised her eyebrows, and her cold and beautiful face became much more vivid because of this.

"If you need help, come to Sword Mountain to find me. Yan Qiu spoke again.

Ling Yue's eyebrows furrowed at the same time, her eyes were full of inexplicable looks, but these expressions all disappeared the moment her gaze touched the city gate.

"This entrance ......" Ling Yue looked at Yan Qiu, with an inexplicable look in her eyes.

"My brother hasn't arrived yet. Yan Qiu said.

There was no beginning or end to this, but Ling Yue could understand it, she nodded and didn't speak again, and walked to the other side to close her eyes and recuperate.

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