On the top of the cliff, dark clouds gathered together again, as if affected by the battlefield, and the north wind also came here to join in the fun.

In the sky, the birds were frightened and did not dare to fly.

On the top of the mountain, the aura escapes, and the floating corpses are everywhere.

In a short time, a drizzle began to fall in the sky, ticking down on the deep pits on the side of the road, the trees bent their waists, and the sound of wind and thunder mingled with each other, telling what was happening at the top of the cliff at this moment.

In the middle of the mountain road, a little girl cried while running, and she didn't feel pain when the raindrops the size of beans hit her face.

When the heartache reaches a certain level, he is desperate, and all the pain should turn into nothingness, and Lingxi at this time is in such a mood.

She has already experienced too much suffering at a young age, but it is these hardships that have made her mature step by step.

She was running, she wanted to turn back, but she didn't dare, Qing Ming's words kept lingering in her heart.

"No matter what happens, don't look back, keep moving forward!"

The tears in the eye sockets mixed with the rain and blurred the eyes, and the tears turned into beads and fell on the puddles on the road, like white jade beads in the sky falling to the world, but no one took them away at the moment.

"Plop", Lingxi stumbled, fell into the mud puddle, the sound of the rain had covered her cry, when she got up again, there was a person standing in front of her at the moment, she couldn't see what the person in front of her looked like, she only felt that a hand touched her forehead, wiped the mud marks on her face for her.

When Lingxi raised her eyes again, she only saw a black figure running in the water, like a proud black rose, standing proudly in the wind, walking towards the top of the mountain step by step.

She wanted to speak, but by this time she could not say a word in her throat.

Only suddenly, only to watch the flower of pride bloom.

On the top of the mountain.

Qing Ming repelled an amethyst wolf that pounced up, and saw Lingxi disappear into the rain, and finally let go of a hanging heart, at this moment he just wanted to guard this intersection, how long could he keep, and buy more time for Lingxi.

And just when he repelled a demon puppet, Su Ke had already followed, although the phantom step speed of Qing Ming's cultivation was very fast, but it was only a martial artist who cultivated at the same level or below would show the effect, and for a strong person like Su Ke whose cultivation was two levels higher than him, the speed was completely meaningless.

"Boy, why don't you keep running!"

Su Ke's hideous face appeared in front of Qing Ming, Qing Ming's face was ancient, and the corners of his mouth showed a slight curvature.

"Isn't this waiting for you, Elder Su!"

"Okay, you toothy boy, wait until I catch you, see how I tear your mouth apart!"

After Su Ke finished speaking, he released his aura and went directly to the Qing Ming to oppress.

Qing Ming felt the breath on Su Ke's body, and there was an indescribable depression in his heart, only to see him frown slightly, and secretly thought in his heart that it was obviously an unwise choice to fight with Su Ke.

"Phantom Step!" Qing Ming used this martial art again, first detouring with Su Ke for a while.

"Heaven Destroying Creation Palm"

Su Ke didn't give him a chance, and as soon as he came up, he used his own killing moves, trying to kill Qing Ming with one move.

Qing Ming naturally knew how powerful Su Ke was, and he was beaten off the cliff by his palm two years ago and almost died.

Su Ke struck out with a palm, and invisible palm prints covered his hands, and his hands seemed to grow larger and rushed towards him.

Qing Ming can only find a crack and escape, but the gap between the two sides is there, no matter how Qing Ming gets rid of it, he can't break free from Su Ke's pursuit.

And in front of him, three amethyst wolves stopped in front of him.

There is a strong enemy in front of him, and there are pursuers in the back, Qing Ming has no way to escape, and on both sides of him are bottomless cliffs, rushing over may become food for the mouth of the amethyst wolf, and if he stops, he will be crushed into powder by Su Ke.

Qing Ming had only one fight, fighting with the three amethyst wolves in front of him. I saw him holding a cyan saber, whispering "Qinghong glance" in his mouth, and saw countless tiny blades stabbing towards the three amethyst wolves in front of him.

"Sonorous!"

The blade collided with the fur of the amethyst wolf, making a crisp sound, and I saw the three amethyst wolves looking up to the sky and roaring a few times, Qing Ming was secretly happy in his heart, but in an instant, the amethyst wolf lowered his head, showed his fangs, and ran directly towards Qing Ming.

It seems that the sword just now did not cause them substantial damage.

Just when Qing Ming tried to break through the barrier of the amethyst wolf, Su Ke's attack had already reached behind him, and at this moment, Qing Ming's cold hair stood upright, he could foresee that in a second, Su Ke's "Heaven Destroying Creation Palm" would hit his back, but this time, Su Ke was instilling in this palm with all his strength.

For the first time, Qing Ming had a premonition of death.

Just as Qing Ming was about to close his eyes, he recalled a lot of the past.

recalled the bits and pieces of Changting Zhou, recalled the good times with Juan'er, and recalled that afternoon when I practiced swords with the little priest brother on the flowery hillside......

Bits and pieces come to mind.

If he wasn't obsessed with the outside world, maybe Changting Zhou wouldn't have disappeared, and the three of them were still happily living in the isolated Changting Continent, and Qing Ming often thought like this sometimes.

"I heard that when people are about to die, they will think about their own lives, and it seems to be true!" Qing Ming laughed at himself in his heart.

There was a slight sound of wind in his ears, the world seemed to be still, and Qing Ming's mood at the moment was complicated and indescribable.

"Senior Brother Qingming, long time no see!"

A voice suddenly came from the ears of Qing Ming, who was holding the heart of death, this voice was so strange and familiar, it seemed that he had heard it somewhere.

By the way, it's the voice of the little priest's brother, did he call me, it seems that I have auditory hallucinations.

It was just a breath, Qing Ming seemed to have a premonition of something, no, this voice was so real, he was extremely flustered in his heart, and he suddenly opened his eyes.

A familiar face appeared in front of his eyes, and even if he hadn't seen him for two years, the figure in his mind coincided with the person in front of him.

"Little junior brother!"

The young man in front of him showed a smile, and Qing Ming trembled with excitement.

"Little Priest Brother!"

I haven't seen each other for two years, and the two are still so cordial when they say to each other, even if they haven't seen each other for many years, they are still shaking like they were back then, and even if the years go by, they can't erase the traces of each other's imprints in their hearts.

As soon as Qing Ming spoke, before he had time to be happy for a while, he saw the blood overflowing from the corner of Mu Mu's mouth, and instantly understood something, and his face turned white in an instant, as white as snow on the ground.

The next moment, as he expected, Su Ke's hideous face appeared behind Mu Mu.

"No!"

Qing Ming shouted heartbreakingly, he knew why he was unharmed at this moment, it turned out that Mu Mu blocked Su Ke's palm for him, a palm from a second emperor's peak powerhouse.

Mu Mu gently pushed Qing Ming away, and there was still that familiar smile on his face.

Qing Ming's eyes were cracked, and he fell to the ground, completely overwhelmed by the scene in front of him.