The moon in southern Xinjiang hangs alone in the western sky. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The ancient temple in the deep mountains, the insects chirp poignantly, and the scenery is desolate and dark.

"Whew!"

With a roar, the light flashed, Lu Shun flew with his sword and landed in the courtyard of this ancient temple, his eyes were shining, and he carefully swept towards the main hall of this ancient temple.

He had searched the vicinity for ten miles with his sword just now, but he found nothing, and he didn't see a single figure, and after thinking about it, he suddenly realized that this ancient temple was the place of his own negligence.

The night wind was cold, and the abandoned hall was no longer even the gate.

Although not long ago, Lu Shun was still talking to people in the main hall, but at this moment, it suddenly became gloomy, as if something was peeking at him in the dark.

A slight cold sweat suddenly broke out in his palms.

The monster with the fish head and the human body that died just now was the patriarch of the Nanban Fishman Clan, and he was sniped and killed when he met him this time, and he really couldn't get out of it.

He knew very well that the Southern Barbarian alien race secretly had mysterious interactions with his own sect, and he also understood the horror and cruelty of those barbarians.

With his understanding of the Southern Barbarian alien race, the combat power of these fishmen is not trivial, although they are still inferior to those who have advanced cultivation like himself, but if he wants to kill with one move, the Dao of this sniper person is so high that he is afraid that he is not below him.

Lu Shun took a deep breath and suddenly said in a loud voice, "Which master is it?" ”

"Speak... Speak..."

The night breeze carried the end of his words, gently wafting in the middle of the ancient temple, but there was still silence in the main hall, and there was no sound.

Lu Shun's face was even heavier, he gritted his teeth, the fairy sword in his hand shone brightly, and the human sword rushed into the main hall in unison, and the hall became bright.

"Whew!"

But at the same time that the other figure had just disappeared into the main hall, on the side of the ruined wall of the main hall, two black shadows quickly left the main hall and disappeared into the dark shadows next to them, and there was no sound.

For a long time, I only heard Lu Shun rummaging around in the main hall, and the ping-pong rang for a while, but in the end he walked out dejectedly, obviously finding nothing.

He stood on the top of the steps, his face cloudy, and after a long time, he stomped his foot and sighed, "That's it, that's it." ”

He shook his head as he spoke, then took his sword and flew south, disappearing in a moment.

The ancient temple suddenly fell silent, and the insect chirping that had disappeared by Lu Shun just now sounded again, and the cold moon and breeze were another desolate scene.

It's just that with the disappearance of Lu Shun, this ancient temple seems to have lost its vitality, and there is still no movement.

"Whew!"

After another moment, suddenly there was a sharp roar in mid-air, and the red sword suddenly rushed down from the clouds in the sky, and landed in the courtyard of the ancient temple with great speed, shaking a few times, and Lu Shun's figure appeared.

When he went and came back, he actually used an empty city scheme, pretending to be far away, but he turned back from a distance and hid in the black clouds in the sky.

It's a pity that Rao is like this, but no one in the ancient temple still appeared, Lu Shun finally showed a depressed look on his face, sighed, and was silent for a moment before he took the sword again and flew to the south, and then there was no trace of him, it seems that this time he is really gone.

"Whew!"

In the ancient temple, tranquility was restored again, but after a while, two black shadows swayed, and two figures slowly appeared.

When the first person slowly walked into the courtyard, the moonlight was like water, and the cold sprinkled down, pulling his figure on the broken bluestone courtyard stone slab, pulling out a slender shadow.

That person is Jun Wenxin.

Look up and look at the moon.

The moonlight was cold, shining on his handsome face.

Suddenly, he looked as if there had been some vicissitudes.

Even the fox Xiaobai, who was lying on his shoulder, was silent at the moment, looking up at the moon silently like his master.

"What's the matter?

Suddenly, another slender figure behind him, still hidden in the shadows, made a pleasant and soft sound, and came into his ears.

Jun Wenxin slowly withdrew his gaze, but instead of looking back, he didn't answer the question of the woman in the shadows, but asked, "Why did you kill that fishman?"

The woman who was still hidden in the shadows let out a chuckle and said, "Those fishmen hurt my men, and I did this to breathe a sigh!"

Jun Wenxin's face did not change at all, obviously not believing these words at all, and said lightly: "I have heard for a long time that the 'Purple Mang Blade' is a Nine Heavens Divine Weapon, and it is deployed in the hands of the girl today, and it really has the power of gods and ghosts. ”

The woman chuckled softly, and her voice was so soft and pleasant that the bleak night suddenly seemed to add a few colors to it.

Footsteps sounded, and she slowly stepped out of the shadows.

It is the Demon Sect Hehuan Sect, known as the golden bottle of "Miao Gongzi".

I saw that under the moonlight, she was still dressed in goose yellow clothes, the soft placket swayed gently in the night breeze, and a few strands of fine hair hung down between the sideburns, slightly messy, but it seemed to be more inexplicably sultry.

Ancient temples in the mountains, cold night beauties!

At this moment, her eyes were as bright as water, and there seemed to be a picture of spring between her eyebrows, clear and beautiful, and for a while, even the night seemed to be gentle.

Jun Wenxin turned around and looked at her face.

There was still a smile on the corner of Jin Bei'er's mouth, and he said softly: "Shaozhang teaches you to have a strange treasure, it is an immortal treasure that can compete with the Fulongding artifact of the Ghost King Sect, how can I dare to compare with your divine sword?"

The light in Jun Wenxin's eyes flashed, but his complexion did not change, and he said lightly: "The girl went south this time, but is it also to track down these fish-people aliens?"

Jin Bei'er nodded slightly, and then her eyes flowed, and she said, "But I didn't expect this matter to have something to do with Incense Valley... What's the matter? Childe wants to get rid of the Demon Guardian Dao again, and leave me, the demon witch who sows discord, here?"

Jun Wenxin glanced at her and didn't speak, but the evaluation of this woman in his heart was getting higher and higher.

Just now, she sniped the fish-man alien patriarch, and this Dao was very high, which seemed to be much higher than the Dao method revealed when she was fighting with herself and Yan Hong in the midst of death that day, but I was afraid that she didn't do her best that day.

It's just that this line is still secondary, and he also kept his back hand that day.

However, the golden bottle sniped the fishman, but it clearly had the intention of blaming the Incense Valley and provoking the relationship between the barbarians who were secretly colluding with the Incense Valley.

This woman's scheming and ruthless means are really extraordinary.

He chuckled and said, "It just so happens that I don't like the Incense Valley either." ”

"As a young master of the Qingyun Sect, if Gongzi's words are heard by those righteous masters, I am afraid that it will inevitably cause an uproar, right?"

Jin Bei'er didn't look much surprised, she gently brushed a strand of hair and smiled.

Jun Wenxin was silent.

Jin Bei'er's gaze turned a few times on Jun Wen's heart, and he suddenly smiled: "The Shaozhang Sect must also be tracking down these fishmen when he came south this time, right?

Jun Wenxin glanced at her, didn't say much, just said, "No." ”

Hearing his tone, Jin Bei'er was not angry, but smiled even softer, and said, "Now we all know that the Incense Valley seems to have a secret relationship with these barbarian monsters, and I don't know what the Young Master Sect plans to do?"

Jun asked, his eyes flickered, and he said, "What does the girl think?"

Jin Bei'er smiled and said, "I asked the young master first!"

Jun Wenxin listened to her rhetorical question with a smile, his brows furrowed, and countless thoughts had turned in his heart: this time he suddenly discovered that the Incense Valley had secretly colluded with the Southern Barbarian alien race, which was really a sensational event, and if it spread to the world, I was afraid that everyone in the righteous path would be stunned.

In this situation, the best way is naturally to explore the mysterious Incense Valley, especially the vision that Xiaobai has revealed is also directed at the Incense Valley.

It's just the current situation, there seems to be a lot of article in it, not to mention that the Nanban alien race has always been extremely mysterious, just a Burning Incense Valley, the strength is not to be underestimated.

In the past, Li Xun, Yan Hong and others who came out of the Incense Valley, including the old man Lu Shun just now, were extremely high.

Jin Bei'er slowly walked in front of Jun Wenxin, looked up at him, and said with a smile: "Young Master Sect, but you want to explore the Burning Incense Valley at night?"

Jun's eyes flashed, and he smiled lightly: "What, does the girl also have this intention?"

Jin Bei'er smiled slightly, charming and moving, as if a beauty came to her face.

Jun Wen's heart was moved, and his heart couldn't help but be shocked.

I only heard Jin Zhu'er say lightly: "I am naturally willing to go on this trip with the Young Palm Sect, but there is one thing, and I hope that the Young Master Sect will agree to me." ”

Jun Wenxin glanced at her beautiful pretty face and said, "What?"

Jin Bei'er smiled and said: "I just hope that the Young Palm Sect will not be like Death Zezhong again, and there is great hostility towards the Bottle, but the Bottle Er doesn't want to be an enemy of the Young Palm Sect at all!"

Jun Wenxin was surprised, and Jin Zhu'er's face seemed to show a trace of shyness, charming and moving.

He involuntarily turned his head, and for a moment he couldn't tell whether her sentence was true or false.

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