The sky broke, the sun tore through the haze, the golden light was thrown through the clouds and fell to the ground, in the Bailu Mountain, the bloodied Liusheng leaned on a pear tree and sat down, panting weakly, the hand holding the sword was frozen by blood, his eyes looked coldly ahead, he had done his best to kill him from the Liuyun Pavilion.

In the past, he wanted to cultivate immortals because he felt that the immortal family was free and long-lived, but he was really tired of being weak and tired of being bullied, so he would follow Su Dandan to practice, but he never thought that one day he would be able to face the immortal family, but in a hostile identity.

He never regretted this battle.

He gasped for breath and took out the pill bottle from his bosom with trembling hands, fortunately, Master likes to stuff some pills into him on weekdays, although it cannot repair the wound, but it has the effect of replenishing qi.

He lifted the lid and poured out the elixir, and with a shake of his hand, the last pill rolled to the ground.

He looked at the pill on the ground, leaned over to pick it up, and suddenly, a pair of white shoes appeared in front of him, she bent down, picked up the pill on the ground, and handed it to him.

Liusheng looked up, but saw that she was dressed in snow-white clothes, with inky green silk draped over her shoulders, and a white gauze belt tied at the end of her hair, her delicate face was quiet, and her body was full of a faint fragrance of flowers, cold, clean, and elegant like a pear flower.

"You're hurt. She pointed to the wound on his body and whispered.

Liusheng frowned and asked, "Are you a demon?"

She laughed and said, "Yes and no." As she spoke, her wrist gracefully pulled, her slender fingers graceful as an orchid, and the tips of her fingertips were a haunting white glow that covered his wounds like nectar, and his wounds healed in the white light.

Liusheng looked at the recovered wound in astonishment, laughed in surprise, stood up, moved his arms, his limbs were no longer in trouble, he drew his sword, and danced under the pear tree, the sword light flew over, his body was no longer in trouble, he put away his sword, and when he turned around, the girl had disappeared.

He looked behind him in a daze, and the girl just now, like a dream, woke up without a trace.

The mountain wind blew, a dark fragrance came, he turned his head, and saw a white pear blossom quietly blooming on the pear tree.

In the seaside fishing village of the East China Sea, after the tsunami, there was the plague, because of countless deaths and injuries, the corpses in the city could not be cleaned up in time, and some people had been infected with the plague, and the disciples of the Sword Immortal Pavilion stayed behind to take care of the people in the city, and opened a medical clinic in the city to diagnose people.

In the hospital, Han Jiangxue helped the injured patient in, and the street was full of patrolling and rescue soldiers, Han Jiangxue was watching, and suddenly a pigeon fluttered in outside the door and flew at his feet.

He bent down, took the letter from the pigeon's feet, opened it and saw that it was Su Gu, who was waiting for him in the Snake King City.

He put away the letter in his hand, turned to the disciple behind him, and said, "I'll go to the Snake King City and I'll be back soon, so you don't have to wait for me." ”

"Yes, Senior Brother. The disciple replied respectfully, looked up, and watched Han Jiangxue walk out of the door, and Edgeworth left.

In the Snake King's Palace, the Snake King's palace was boiling, and the Demon Realm and the East Court were at war, and the kings of all the clans in the Demon Realm rushed to the Snake King City one after another.

For the sake of a demonized old snake king, he lost the future of the entire demon world, and he was simply crazy.

(Markor Literature-)