The night in the desert was extremely cold, and now, the once solemn Heavenly Poison Palace had been destroyed in the Great War, and many disciples of the Heavenly Poison Palace were also walking, scattered, and the ruins and ruins looked extremely desolate. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Suddenly, a palm stretched out in the sand!

There was silence all around, and with this palm, the sand and gravel scattered one after another, and a figure stood up, under the moonlight, it looked extremely weird!

The figure looked around, then looked at the only right arm, moved his hands and feet, and then muttered to himself: "The body is trapped, let's use this body for the time being......!"

In the cold moonlight, a satisfied smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Beitang Qingyun, hey, thank you for sending this good body to this seat...... Otherwise, I don't know how long I will be trapped......" In the silver light, this figure revealed its true face, and it was the dead Beitang Qingyun!

The sword marks on his neck were still there, but he didn't look injured at the moment...... "Beitang Qingyun" pinched the seal with one hand, and the void in front of him suddenly cracked, and a black scroll appeared out of thin air, and a drop of essence blood on it shone with a strange luster.

"This seat has given you strength, but unfortunately you yourself are not angry, and you are dead, in line with the principle of not wasting it, this body is accepted by this seat...... Beitang Qingyun is a good name, since this is the case, this seat will continue to use this name...... As for the person who killed you, when this seat is familiar with the body, he should kill that kid, and forget your wish......" Beitang Qingyun muttered to himself, but the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more obvious, in fact, he had already laid out the hand of Beitang Qingyun, when he lured Beitang Qingyun to fall, the darkness in his heart was completely amplified, Beitang Qingyun originally just hated Zhou Yu alone, but later killed the teacher, destroyed the Tuoba tribe, and then could not be arrogant and arrogant, and the earlier wisdom was not at all, among them, "his" credit cannot be erased!

In fact, even if Zhou Yu can't kill Beitang Qingyun, "he" will gradually provoke Beitang Qingyun's greater evil thoughts, until he provokes someone who shouldn't be provoked and dies, thus providing an opportunity for him to get out of trouble!

Although the body is still in the underground seal, it is still possible to separate a trace of consciousness to occupy the body of Beitang Qingyun, and to return to his soul through his corpse! Although he is just a wisp of distraction, he has all the knowledge and experience of the body, and the realm is still the realm of Beitang Qingyun, but the combat power is no longer the same!

The right hand of the "Beitang Qingyun" was scratched, and all traces were suddenly covered by the strong wind, and it disappeared into the night......

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The desert is full of wind and sand, Gobi, this is the most unique scenery of the desert, but there is nothing impossible in the world of martial arts, as long as you think, even if the desert is so arid, there can be a scenery of the people in the south of the Yangtze River.

No problem!

When Zhou Yu was dragged by Wang Daojian to his small building in the courtyard of the flowing water, the red walls and black tiles, the singing of birds and the fragrance ......of flowers, suddenly shocked Zhou Yu! Brother Zhou Xian is in the East China Sea, this kind of house can't enter the eyes of Brother Zhou Xian, the humble house is simple, and Brother Zhou Xian must not dislike it......"

Zhou Yu: "......" He swore that Wang Daojian's smile at the moment was very cheap, very cheap, very cheap!

It seems that he can't stand Wang Daojian's face, and Dugu Lie, who followed silently, pouted, and his green muscles burst out, and he dismantled this flowing water building without saying a word......

Wang Daojian smiled, and when he got to the ground, he pulled Zhou Yu in.

I have to say, compared to the royal sword, Zhou Yu and Dugu Lie are simply the legendary ascetics! Zhou Yu is okay, at least there is a sword village in the East China Sea, although there is no golden splendor, magnificent, but the victory is quiet, and Dugu Lie is really an ascetic, he only believes in the three-foot iron sword in his hand, and everything else is outside the body, naturally there can be no mansion, used to sleeping in the open air, once again saw this chic small building, Rao has seen it many times, Dugu Lie still can't help frowning!

Although Wang Daojian is known as the natural sword emperor, he is actually a boy with fine clothes and food, eating the best food, drinking the most beautiful wine, living in the most beautiful house, and making the best friends......

This is Wang Daojian's philosophy of life, no matter who faces Wang Daojian, it is four words, such as a spring breeze, but he only treats each other sincerely with friends who can be seen, originally there was only one Dugu Lie, and now there is one more, Zhou Yu!

"After the Great War, you go to heal first...... Yun Xi, help Zhou Gongzi to rest in the guest room to recuperate...... "Wang Daojian made a move, and a beautiful maid stepped forward and glanced at Zhou Yu, who was covered in blood, without the slightest impatience, "Zhou Gongzi ......"

"It's really going to be enjoyable...... In the land of the Western Regions, it is not easy to find such an oriental beautiful maid ......" While slandering, Zhou Yu did not refuse the support of the maid, and in the battle with Beitang Qingyun, Zhou Yu can be said to have run out of oil, so that he was dragged by the royal sword all the way......

In the small garden, although it is the Western Regions, it is full of all kinds of flowers, and there is even an artificial small lake, rippling blue waves, there is a small pavilion in the center of the lake, at this time, Wang Daojian is dressed in white and dusty, sitting cross-legged, with a guqin in front of him, and Dugu Lie is leaning on the pavilion railing at will, with a cold expression.

The sound of the piano is curling, endless, the listener is like wandering between the mountains and forests and clear springs, there are bird words, there is the fragrance of flowers, I have to say, Wang Daojian is really a charming person, born in the Western Regions, even if it is placed in the Central Plains, it is not inferior to the Taoist Demon Shuangjun and the Buddha's romantic figures.

At the end of the song, the sound of the piano was endless for a long time, and after a long time, Wang Daojian smiled and said: "It's really strange, in the past, you came to my small building, if I stroked the piano, even if you didn't immediately brush your sleeves away, your face would be full of iron, how could it be so quiet today, could it be ...... Brother Dugu wants to be a quiet beautiful man......"

Like Wang Dao Sword, who is dressed in white, Dugu Lie is always dressed in a black robe, with sword eyebrows and sword eyes, and there is also sword intent flowing under his eyes......

"......" The green tendons on Dugu Lie's forehead jumped, and then he said coldly: "My mind is the same as yours!

"It's really boring! Brother Zhou is much more interesting than you!" Wang Daojian said disgustedly, in fact, he was in a good mood, not for anything else, but just a friend from afar! It was precisely because of this that he teased Dugu Lie very casually, and Dugu Lie was unusual, waiting for Zhou Yu's injuries to heal......