In the early morning, the first rays of sunlight shone obliquely on Qingluo's face through the wooden window.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Liang Xinghan sleeping on his stomach.

She had a haggard face, her eyes closed, her willow eyebrows slightly frowned, and a few short strands of messy hair between her temples rested on her face.

Qingluo saw that her long eyelashes were still wet, and the pear blossoms were raining, and he couldn't bear it, so he gently shook her shoulder.

Liang Xinghan woke up, saw that Qingluo was awake, his eyes were full of tears again, he threw himself and hugged Qingluo, drilled his face on Qingluo's neck, and cried repeatedly: "I'm sorry...... I'm sorry...... Sorry ......"

Qingluo knew that she had suddenly changed and was uneasy, and what Liang Xinghan said last night did not go to her heart at all. So he stretched out his hand and stroked the silky back of her neck, and comforted her softly: "It's okay, Xinghan, from now on, you have to learn to be strong......" He saw her crying sadly, his heart was sour, and his eyes couldn't help but moisten.

In the afternoon, Qingluo carried the broken long sword on his back, packed his bags with Liang Xinghan, and then bid farewell to Liang Wenyu, who was buried in the earth, and embarked on the road to Luzhou City.

Before leaving, Qingluo tightly held the bag handed to him by Liang Wenyu in his hand, and said in his heart: "Mr. Liang, don't worry!" I will definitely send Xinghan to Luzhongtang safely! ”

In the sanctuary of the Blood Light Sect of the Dead Abyss, the red-haired Demon Lord was idly flipping through a copy of the Ancient Demon History.

A man in a large black robe walked slowly into the temple, the man was very tall, his face hidden in his hat and could not be seen clearly.

"Subordinate Wei'an, meet the sect leader." The black-robed man knelt down on one knee and saluted.

"You're here." The red-haired demon lord said.

"I don't know why the sect leader summoned his subordinates?" Trick Shore asked.

"It's not a big deal, now that my sect has subdued the nine major demon sect branches, how is the branch sect management?"

"The subordinates respectfully obeyed the holy decree of the sect leader and divided the sect into seven halls, namely the seven halls of demons, demons, spirits, ghosts, monsters, spirits, and demons. The hall masters are all veterans of our sect, and a few of them are the elites of the original demon sect branch. ”

"Good! Do they resist conforming to our religion? ”

"After all, my Demon Sect all believes in Lord Chiyou, and most of them hope to submit to my Sect and fulfill Lord Chiyou's last wish to rule the world. However, there are also some stubborn people who have already rectified the Fa on the spot. ”

"Excellent! Do you know why Lord Chiyou lost to the Yellow Emperor back then? ”

"Is it because of the Emperor Light Divine Sword?"

"No, no matter how powerful the Diguang Divine Sword is, it can't force my million demon army to lose all of them overnight. The main reason is because the people's hearts were uneven and their spirits were sluggish! Although Lord Chiyou uses soldiers like gods, the soldiers have no faith and are still scattered! How can you defeat the army of the Yellow Emperor, who has strict military discipline? ”

"The sect leader is wise, it is really a great blessing for me to have this understanding!"

"What happened to the 'Hidden God Silver Spirit Son' that appeared in the Polar Continent a few days ago?"

"This ......"

"I respect you as my mentor! Why do you still talk and stutter? Say! The red-haired demon lord scolded.

"Yes, we learned that the Hidden God had appeared, and sent three demon envoys to find out the news. only to find that in addition to Yin Lingzi, there is also the Demon Star Houqing who has also been resurrected! ”

"Demon Star Queen? Is it the 'Hou Qing' who did not hesitate to turn himself into a zombie in order to fight the Yellow Emperor? ”

"Exactly, when the demon envoy arrived, Wen Yiwen of the Streamer Sect was fighting the two 'Ancient Demon Gods' alone. Due to the fierce battle, the Demon Envoy had no place to intervene, so he could only watch the battle in hiding. ”

"How's it going?"

Hou Qing was almost broken up by Wen Yiwen, and Yin Lingzi was also slightly injured. Nawen Yiwen was seriously injured and fled......"

"He's seriously wounded, why did the envoy let him escape?! Didn't there be a pursuit? ”

"Pursued, two of the three demon envoys pursued Wen Yiwen, but before they could get to the front, they were killed by Wen Yiwen in one blow......"

"One-hit kill?" The red-haired Demon Lord's face showed a slight look of anger, and then he suddenly stood up and yelled, "Waste! A bunch of rubbish! The "History of Ancient Demons" in his hand immediately turned into confetti and scattered in all directions.

"The sect leader is angry, that Wen Yiwen can fight against the two demon gods at the same time with his own strength, which shows that his strength is really much higher than that of the demon envoy."

"What about the rest of the messengers? Have you ever persuaded 'Yin Lingzi' and 'Hou Qing' to join my teaching? ”

"I went, but those two demon gods only wanted to follow Lord Chiyou, and if they didn't agree, they beat the demon envoy to a serious injury, saying that they didn't kill them because they thought of the love of the same demon race."

"Humph! Good...... Okay very! When I get the Chiyou Spirit, I don't think they dare to disobey! ”

"Master...... Are you trying to ......?"

"That's right, I want to get the spirit of Chiyou, the Evil King and the Demon King, and order the ancient demon gods and evil beasts, and then the Demon Sect will be unified, I think how can his Streamer Sect stop me?! His righteous path will surely perish! ”

The city of Luzhou, where Qingluo and Liang Xinghan were going this time, is located on the southern edge of Shenzhou, about 400 miles away from Yongji Mountain.

In this mountain range that stretches for hundreds of miles, there are birds and flowers everywhere, and the air is exceptionally fresh, as if it has been washed in the clear heavenly river. If it weren't for Liang Xinghan still immersed in grief, there would definitely be laughter and laughter along the way, but now Liang Xinghan's eyes are still swollen, and the whole person is listless.

"Brother Qingluo...... I ...... yesterday" Liang Xinghan also felt guilty about his tantrum yesterday.

"Don't mind, you are the most simple and kind girl I have ever met, and the departure of relatives will inevitably cause some emotional fluctuations, I can understand it." Qingluo said, gently holding Liang Xinghan's little hand.

Liang Xinghan's eyes were red, and he was about to cry again.

Qingluo smiled and said, "Silly girl, are you going to cry again?" ”

Liang Xinghan shook his head, held back his tears and smiled: "No, I will listen to you and learn to be strong!" ”

Qingluo was deeply pleased, and couldn't help but look at Liang Xinghan twice.

At this moment, Qingluo felt a strange aura, and sure enough, the grass in front of him on his right suddenly moved, and then a black thing rushed towards the two of them very quickly.

Qingluo subconsciously picked up Liang Xinghan, jumped over, and fell onto a big tree. Only then did he see clearly that the black thing was a huge tiger with black fur and gray stripes!

"Red-eyed black tiger?!"

He had seen this kind of low-level demon beast in the "Demon Beast Illustrated Book" of the Streamer School, and he was sure of victory in the face of such a monster.

I saw him wrapping his arms around Liang Xinghan's slender waist with one hand, and pressing the sword grid on his shoulder with the other hand like a sword, and then, the sound of the long sword coming out of the sheath sounded, and the nameless sword stabbed straight towards the black tiger. The black tiger wanted to dodge, but the Nameless Sword was too fast, and its speed was simply beyond its reach. It was a wound cut in its right abdomen by the nameless sword. The black tiger was in pain, keenly aware that the person in front of him was not an ordinary person, so he bared his teeth and roared, turned around and burrowed into the grass again.

Liang Xinghan had never seen such a terrifying demon beast, so he was so frightened that he hugged Qingluo tightly, his pretty face was close to his neck, and he squinted at the black tiger fleeing.

The nameless sword flew into the scabbard, and Qingluo succeeded in driving away the red-eyed black tiger, and he was proud in his heart. As soon as he turned his face, his lips were countering Liang Xinghan's pink lips!

Time seemed to stand still, and the mountain breeze blew, blowing away a few strands of Liang Xinghan's messy hair. The eyes of the two men were wide open, their chests were heaving, and their hearts were beating wildly.

I don't know how long it took, the two were in a trance, and it wasn't just who left each other's lips first.

Qingluo hurriedly let go of Liang Xinghan, his mind was in turmoil, his feet slipped, and his head fell down the branch.

Liang Xinghan's face was already red, and when she saw Qingluo falling from the branch, she hurriedly squatted down and looked at Qingluo.

I saw Qingluo's legs bent at the moment, the soles of his feet facing the sky, and he was inserted in the bushes in an upside-down posture.

Liang Xinghan couldn't help laughing, and said with a red face: "Brother Qingluo! What are you going down to do yourself? ”

Qingluo's upper body was in the bushes, his face was flushed, and it was really not easy to come out. But he didn't care about the image anymore, so he simply crawled out of the bottom of the bush very clumsily.

"Damn, it's a shame this time!"

After Qingluo stood up, he patted the dust on his body, and smiled embarrassedly: "Ha...... Haha, I forgot you were still on it, ha...... Haha......"

After Liang Xinghan came down, neither of them said anything, but the atmosphere was a little awkward. Qingluo silently followed behind Liang Xinghan, who kept his head down and walked forward.

The two walked for several days, hurried during the day, and built a bonfire at night and slept in the wilderness. After the adjustment in the past few days, the sadness squeezed in Liang Xinghan's heart has disappeared a lot, and her words began to gradually increase along the way.

Along the way, Qingluo and her helped each other, sat and watched the sunset together, and hunted and picked fruits together. The two get along day and night, and they become more and more glue-like, and it is difficult to give up.

On this day, the sky was full of cumulus clouds, and the sun hid for a while.

"Brother Qingluo, you say...... What will Luzhongtang look like? They will ...... Will you accept me? ”

"I haven't been to Luzhongtang, but I think since the old-timers can trust them, then they will definitely accept you."

At the mention of grandpa, Liang Xinghan was silent.

The two of them continued to walk, and at this time they were already very close to Luzhou City. There are bamboo forests all around, there is a bamboo pavilion on the side of the road, Qingluo sees that it is still early, and plans to take a rest in this bamboo pavilion, and then go on the road.

But as soon as the two of them walked into the bamboo pavilion, they suddenly heard the sound of swords faintly coming from the fire in the bamboo forest in front of them.

Qingluo couldn't help frowning and said, "You wait for me here, I'll take a look." ”

Liang Xinghan gently grabbed Qingluo's fingers, pouted and did not answer.

Qingluo smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm just going to take a look." But if there is a conflict between good and evil, then I definitely cannot sit idly by. You have to protect yourself here, and when you are in danger, call me out loud, and I will be able to hear you! ”

Liang Xinghan nodded reluctantly and said, "Be careful...... I'll wait for you to come back......"

Qingluo nodded solemnly, and then followed the sound of the fight to the depths of the bamboo forest.