If you ask why, I'm afraid no one knows.

Why are there people in the world who act and act contrary to the way of heaven, whether they are willful or true, no matter what kind of psychology they have, in terms of results, they are indeed sad.

The living environment of demon cultivation is extremely harsh, and it can be said that it is not tolerated by the Heavenly Dao.

Or maybe the past experience is so painful that it is psychologically dark.

In the secret realm, Huang Yehua held an oil-paper umbrella and walked alone in the wet and cool rain at the end of autumn, looking at the appearance of the flowers and the sorrow of the fallen leaves.

The man's clothes were a little thin, and he looked a little lonely in the rain.

The night flower came alone.

Everything you have seen and heard along the way is not much different from the past.

Although the scene here is indeed gloomy, it does not fit the appearance of the secret realm.

"This Lingding is really extraordinary, it has such power! Haha, this is a big profit! In the future, there will be one more hole card in the world. ”

"This herb is absolutely extraordinary, it actually has four petals of different colors, could it be that this is a rare four-color strange flower in the world?"

"This exercise is so mysterious, if I have enough talent, I can cultivate it, and from then on, the sky is high and the birds can fly, and the sea is deep by the leap of the fish!

“......”

“......”

Such remarks can be described as strange, the secret realm is full of treasures, and among the flowers and trees that can be seen everywhere, strange things may be born that the living beings do not know about.

The sour rain made Huang Yehua frown, this was obviously not ordinary rain, but I didn't know what it was for the time being. It's like the slightest unpleasant smell in the air.

Look up.

It was a high, hazy sky.

Nightflower walks on a muddy path.

It's all wet and fallen leaves.

The withered yellow hue further confirms the color of late autumn.

The nightflower walked alone, with no goal and no direction.

I just wanted to walk, so I walked.

The feeling of anxiety that welled up in my heart was suppressed by a strong and tenacious self-awareness.

I don't know how long I walked.

The sound that reverberates between the heavens and the earth is like a hollow valley orchid, with a thousand kinds of tenderness, what Huang Yekui knows, that is a thing called happiness, that is the person who has obtained real happiness, will have, a unique brilliance.

"Xiaoxiao, do you remember the first time we met?"

Appears in front of the line of sight.

It's the one who joined the snowy holy land with me, the pair of eye-catching lovers.

The man's achievements in the disciple trial were remarkable, and it could be said that he had become the only bright moon in the sky, and he was able to beat the snow and fall on his head.

Huang Yehua knows.

Nightshade and Tang Weiwei.

That's trance-like lovers.

"Remember, it was a scene that I can't forget in this life, deeply engraved in my bones. ”

It is a man's gentle and magnetic voice.

Nightflower stopped and looked at the lovers.

There was a little drop of starlight in the godless eyes, shining and happy.

"Humph!"

"This fairy has lost a lot!"

Vivi was a little embarrassed, but still arrogant and stubborn.

This made Nightshade smile slightly.

It's like an old dream.

"Before that, I really thought I was one step away from death. ”

"I never thought I would be able to escape. ”

Vivi's beautiful voice was full of sorrow, and she couldn't help but sink into the nightmare despairing truth.

“......”

Nightshade could only be silent, not knowing how to comfort her.

The rain drops at the end of autumn fall on the oil-paper umbrella held by the night night, dripping in the dirt, dripping on the trees, and the crisp sound that comes from it is like the most melodious melodic notes, bouncing and thought-provoking.

The moist cool breeze in the air was not the clear and moist feeling of the past, but seemed to be the catalyst that ignited the desires and made the monks go wild.

Compared to the smoke and mist that pervades the place, the dark and high sky is even more unpredictable, and the sour feeling of rain envelops this strange secret place.

The night is very sad.

Even now, it's been more than half a year. At this moment, I still make the delicate body of the woman who is clinging to the man tremble, it is the despair and fear engraved in my heart, and it is the chasm that cannot be crossed at this moment.

It's how to be good.

I don't know.

Where does the road ahead shine?

After all, the road ahead is dark, just like the unpredictable dark sky at this moment, high and gloomy.

The woman's warm delicate body is so soft and mellow, and what is conveyed through the autumn shirt and what she feels is a trance of tenderness and sweetness.

The night could not give pity and comfort to the woman in her arms.

The night has never experienced such a change beyond common sense, even if he was alone in the past, it was just that his relatives were calm before he remembered it, and he could not settle in his heart.

I don't know when I have walked out of that black and white world.

What appears in the pupils at this moment is also green mountains and green waters.

It's just the end of autumn, when it's the season of withering.

Night stared at the man who had stayed in front of him.

The man held an oil-paper umbrella, standing quietly in the cool wind and wet water, his white clothes as pure as the snow of the Tianshan Mountains were a little muddy, and his steps were covered with mud.

The night stared down at himself and the beautiful woman, but he couldn't get any better.

There is no way to do it.

Fortunately, none of them have a habit of cleanliness.

The man is a little thin, and his slender body is not actually tall, but just ordinary. The godless eyes are as deep as the ancient well and cold pool, and they are clearly so dim, but they are like the most dazzling starry sky, exuding an incomprehensible brilliance, which makes people can't help but fall into it.

The man was a little weak, and his face was not handsome.

But it was surprisingly calm, like the end of autumn at the moment.

This man is known to the night.

It is rumored that his Dan Dao technique can be described as the best in the world, although it is an exaggerated statement, but it is also a famous person.

Nightshade muttered softly.

"Nightflower. ”

The night is dark and thinks about the rumors from the outside world.

Although cultivation is only a period of Qi cultivation.

Just the beginning.

In his twenties, he is still here, and it can be said that his whole life has been darkened.

Unless there is a miracle.

Otherwise, the ruin of this life is already doomed.

But in fact, the man is also a celebrity.

Relying on the cultivation of the Qi cultivation period alone can compete with the Holy Son, even if it is just a spiritual body, it is definitely not something that can be fought against during the Qi cultivation period.

The man.

A man named Huang Nightflower.

appeared with a legendary woman named Jiang Zixi several times, which made people can't help but speculate and doubt.

Jiang Zixi ......

The night stared.

If it is said that the phoenix nightflower is arrogant and ruthless.

Then the night is gentle and delicate.

The two are diametrically opposed personalities.

It's obvious.

Wei Wei frowned on the inky thrush, and as soon as she recovered from her sadness, she felt the seriousness of the man next to her.

This is a rare state of affairs.

The man next to him is always smiling, a little stupid, but he is a full tender character, he doesn't take everything to heart, and he doesn't face everything with a serious glue.

Very few seriously.

The eyes were different.

It is the eyes that only reveal when you see something interesting and feel excited.

Excessively hot.

Is it a gentle blood boiling gradually?

The first to speak was the yellow nightflower, whose faint voice was also unique in the rain.

"Senior Brother Night!"

The soft face of the night smiled.

"Senior Brother Huang!"

The crisp sound of rain dripping in late autumn.

The cool breeze blew, and it was a little wet and cold.

and Weiwei's seemingly casual but actually meaningful words.

"Senior Brother Huang!"

"Why can't you see Senior Sister Jiang?"

Not far away, it was Huang Yekui's slightly curious gaze.

"At first, I heard that the Ethereal Immortal Sect had fallen into ruins overnight, but I didn't believe it. ”

"Because it's too detached from reality. ”

But in the end, we have to admit that there are many things in the world that cannot be understood but must be accepted. ”

Vivi raised her inky thrush.

The night is still like a spring breeze, and it looks extremely uncoordinated in the rain of late autumn.

The night preached lightly.

"Senior Brother Huang...... Can you know that the Ethereal Immortal Sect was tragically destroyed overnight?"

Huang Yehua nodded.

"Who doesn't know about something that shook the world?"

The night is over.

"Please also ask Huang Yekui to inform the junior brother of his doubts. ”

The night flower held an oil-paper umbrella and stood in the rain of late autumn.

"Junior brother doesn't have to be polite. ”

"It's just that there are some things, and the woman next to the senior brother knows more than the senior brother. ”

Night sighed softly.

"Since Senior Brother Huang's heart is like a mirror, then Senior Brother will not hide it, Weiwei...... He used to be a disciple of the Ethereal Immortal Sect. ”

"It's just that I don't know who the enemy is......"

"Besides, the whereabouts of the old man ......"

Huang Yekui raised her head helplessly and looked at the inside of the oil-paper umbrella.

"Isn't that obvious?"

"All over the world. ”

"Whether it's an evil Dao or a demon cultivator, an orthodox Taoist sect, a behemoth galloping across the deep sea, or a giant powerhouse soaring into the sky. ”

"But, whatever. ”

"But it doesn't matter who the enemy is. ”

"Because, isn't that obvious?"

Nightshade frowned.

"What do you mean by that, senior brother?"

Huang Yehua's godless eyes were a little dark, just like the hazy sky at this moment.

"Isn't the woman next to you more aware?"

Vivi closed her beautiful eyes.

The night turned his head to look at the beautiful woman beside him, and the picturesque and beautiful face was condensed with a delicate luster like frost and snow, but it was a little pale.

The night was clenching the woman's cold hand.

Hearing the helpless voice of the phoenix nightflower.

"Enemy, isn't it obvious. ”

"What's more important is the moment, isn't it?"

"The powerful sect that has the ability to destroy the inheritance for thousands of years overnight. ”

"Only the self-proclaimed "minions of despair". ”

"That thing called the owl. ”

Huang Yehua's words were a little cold.

But it's an out-and-out, hopeless fact.