Heavy rain poured down, with the occasional lightning bolt blowing across the dim sky, and rumbling thunder rolling over the clouds. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Ah Tu's whole body was already soaked, his black fur clinging to his body, and his mutilated body was covered with scars and blood.

It was not far from the top of the mountain, but the fierce monsters behind it were becoming more and more irritable, and there were constantly monsters driven by the greed of their nature to pounce on it, wanting to drink its blood and eat its flesh.

Atu's response was to bite them to death.

Its sharp fangs are as bright as a blade, cruel as a ghost, it is a more ferocious and vicious monster than these demon beasts, who dares to stand in front of it, it is endless, you fight to the death, in this stormy day, it seems to be endless and never stop!

The heavy rain drenched the black dog's body, a little chilly, a little lonely, at that moment, it suddenly missed Lu Chen, remembered many nights when it slept quietly in the same bed with him.

Perhaps, that is the most peaceful and happy moment of life?

"Roar!" a low, terrible roar burst out of Atu's throat, and it bit down on the throat of a demon beast that pounced on it from the wind and rain, tearing its flesh and swallowing its blood, and then throwing the corpse aside.

The breaths farther away seemed to pause for a moment, and Ah Tu glanced behind him contemptuously, then gasped and continued to walk towards the top of the mountain.

It's been such a long day.

Even it doesn't know if it will be able to survive it.

And in that cloudy and rainy weather, can you see the bright moon rising?

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In the dense forest, I don't know who said it.

"Wait, wait until it gets dark, there will be big things to do at that time, and see if anyone will come. ”

There was no objection from the people around, so he walked to the side and hid away, sat down quietly, and waited.

Wait for dark.

At the same time, there are other people waiting, in the Zhengyang Hall of Tiankun Peak, many people are also waiting, Dongfang Tao and Yan Luo are waiting for the end of this scene, waiting for the crucial small meeting in the evening, Su Qingjun is also waiting, waiting for the end of this grand and grand ceremony, she can go back to visit her brother Su Mo as soon as possible, maybe if she has time, Sister Yi Xin can still find that man to come to see her.

In the guest room of Liuxiangpu, Yi Xin was lying on the table a little bored, looking at the continuous rain outside the window, stunned, and seemed to be a little stupid.

At the same time, on the winter peak between the clouds in the sky, the white lotus had already descended the mountain and walked towards the front of Kunlun Mountain with a relaxed face. Behind her, the strange peak and high mountain suspended in mid-air were also covered with a layer of gray color.

The sky was already a little dark.

The rain poured down from the sky, enveloping the entire vast Kunlun Mountains, as if the whole world had become hazy. However, on the top of the winter peak, there is not even a little rain, and I don't know if it is because there is a strong prohibition here to isolate the rain, or if the rain falls in, but the cold wind and snow on the winter peak have condensed the rain into ice and snow.

Lonely and silent on the winter peak, except for the storm on the top of the highest mountain, Zhuo Xian seemed to be the only one left in the entire peak. He stood on the edge of a cliff and stared downward, and for many years, he had stood in this place staring at the majestic Kunlun, and he was particularly familiar with the undulating mountains of Kunlun.

Even, he could tell at a glance where the majestic Tiankun Peak was, and he could imagine how noisy and lively it was at the moment.

In the past many years, at this time, he was in the Zhengyang Hall on Tiankun Peak, rejoicing for the sect, cheering for his senior brother, and proud of his master.

However, he never thought about himself in the slightest.

Zhuo Xian lowered his eyes slightly, and after a moment, he turned around and walked towards his cave. Outside, the wind and snow were cut off, and he took out the wind plate and put it on the table, then opened it.

The sound of wind and snow suddenly came, and after a while, the voice of Bai Chen Zhenjun came from this strange magic weapon, "What's the matter?"

Zhuo Xian showed a respectful look on his face, bowed and bowed, and then said, "Master, you are going to sit on Senior Brother's side tonight, I don't know when you are going to leave?"

Bai Chen Zhenjun's voice said, "What time is it?"

"It's already afternoon, and it's almost dusk in another hour, so the disciple wants to come over and ask you what your arrangements are. ”

Bai Chen Zhenjun paused for a moment, and then said: "There are no other arrangements, just do what we originally said, and in another hour, I will come down." ”

Zhuo Xian clasped his fists and saluted, and said respectfully: "Yes, the disciple is waiting for the master here." ”

On the wind disc, the wind and snow disappeared, and gradually returned to its original appearance that was not amazing. Zhuo Xian stood up straight, his face was slightly pale, as if he was in a daze, thinking about something.

A cold wind suddenly blew from behind, making the back of his neck feel a little chilly, Zhuo Xian's whole body tightened, Huo Ran turned around, and shouted, "What person!"

At the entrance of his cave, the stone door opened silently, and a moment later, an unusually tall and burly figure appeared at the entrance of his cave, and the dark shadow poured into his cave, completely covering his entire body.

Zhuo Xian took a step back, and the expression on his face suddenly showed a little nervousness, but then after taking a deep breath, his whole body slowly relaxed again.

"You're here?" he asked in a low voice, and for some reason there seemed to be a hint of bitterness in his voice.

"Hmm. The huge figure answered, and after a while, the man suddenly asked again, "Do you regret it?"

Zhuo Xian's face changed, and he didn't answer immediately, and the huge shadow seemed to have an unusual patience, and he didn't ask impatiently, but waited quietly outside the door of the cave.

After a while, Zhuoxian said, "There is nothing to regret. ”

"Oh. The tall figure outside the cave answered, and then, suddenly, a white light flashed, but something was thrown in from outside the cave.

Zhuo Xian stretched out his hand and grabbed it, looking at it intently, but found that he was holding a jade bottle in his hand, he hesitated for a moment, but still opened the cork and looked at it.

I saw that there was no elixir in this jade bottle, and it contained a stream of inky black water, but for some reason, this black water did not have a fishy smell, but a faint peculiar aroma.

Like the fragrance of ambergris.

Zhuo Xian's hand shook suddenly, and a pair of eyes were also staring at the jade bottle, his hands were clenched, as if a thousand and ten thousand were afraid of accidentally dropping this jade bottle to the ground.

"I guess, you know what to do, right?"

Zhuo Xian bowed his head slightly, and after a while, he said softly: "Yes, I know." ”

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In the depths of that damp mountain forest, the four Yuanying Zhenren and the only one who was also a Jindan monk, He Yi, had been waiting.

However, the so-called traitor did not appear, and there was no sign of anyone approaching it.

No one spoke, and everyone waited in the rain until it was getting dark.

Somewhere in the distance, there seems to be a lively scene of gongs and drums and fairy music fluttering, which is not too real, but on this day, the real people of Yuanying have seen the excitement on Tiankun Peak.

Looking into the distance, the faces of the two real people, Qiandeng and Mingzhu, showed a bit of sarcasm, while He Yi was sitting on the ground, occasionally seeing the corpse of the Dukong real person who was still discarded on the ground, and then immediately moved away with a trace of pain as if he was a thief.

"Aren't we going to attend the sect council in the evening?" At this time, it was Kihara Zhenren who suddenly spoke, his brows furrowed slightly, and said, "No one has come here after waiting for a long time, so there is no need to continue waiting." ”

He Yi wanted to speak and stopped, except for him, all the people present were strong and profound Yuanying real people, and there was really no room for him to speak.

The Qiandeng real person next to him looked over and said, "Anyway, there is indeed a Demon Sect secret pattern engraved here for the first time, let's not do anything else, just do it in front of it, wait until it gets dark." If there is really a demon sect traitor coming, we will arrest it, if the situation is already alarming now, he doesn't dare to come, then it doesn't matter, we just continue to do things as agreed. ”

Kihara nodded slowly and said, "Okay, I see." ”

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The sound of cloud boards is bursting, the bells and drums are ringing in unison, and on the Zhengyang Hall of Tiankun Peak, the lengthy and tedious but solemn and lively rituals are finally nearly completed.

Many people had a hint of exhaustion on their faces, but Xianyue Zhenren, who was standing on the high platform, was calm and did not feel tired. The people next to him saw it, and naturally felt that Xianyue Zhenren was really a great Yuanying Zhenren, who had presided over the conference for such a long time, and he couldn't see any fatigue at all.

But what should come always has to come, these rituals are completed one by one, and at the last moment, Xianyue Zhenren was busy and glanced outside the Zhengyang Palace.

Outside, the sky was still raining, and lightning was constantly passing through the clouds, and thunder roared like the roar of the sky, pouring down large swaths of rain.

It seemed to be getting darker little by little.

The day seems to be coming to an end.

But it seems like it's about to start.

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In the depths of the dense forest, several Yuanying real people who had been closing their eyes and recuperating were unusually calm and serene, making people seem to have no idea that something earth-shattering would happen soon.

Only when the sky slowly darkened, and when the night was about to envelop, Qiandeng Zhenren suddenly opened his eyes, looked up, slowly stood up, and said, "It's almost time, let's go." ”

"Where to go?" someone asked.

"Tiankun Peak, Zhengyang Palace. Qiandeng Zhenren said lightly, his eyes stared into the distance, and there was no joy or sadness on his face, so he walked away. The other three Yuanying Zhenren and He Yi also followed.

As they left, the woods soon fell silent, and in the dark land, next to the corpse of the Dukong real person, a hollow branch slowly moved, as if it wanted to rise, but after a moment, it suddenly sank again, and then stayed where it was.

It was dark, darkness descended on Kunlun Mountain, and the sky was lightning and thundering, like a noisy feast, which slowly opened the curtain at this time. (To be continued.) )