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"Brother, here. Bai Wuchang screamed, his eyes were sharp, and he found that there were two holes not far away, the size of a basin, black holes, bottomless, natural grain reincarnation field, one for each person, squatting on it, enjoying himself.

After a while, the eyebrows were squeezed, and the excretion was completed. Childish, indiscriminately, hidden under the hole. The Great Qin Iron Horse is fierce and mighty, and the two Yi sealing demons are also unstoppable, revealing three or two black holes, and the demon suppression soldiers are lying in it, and the and dirty become scrap iron, which is not as strong as the iron in the world. "Boom", a hundred miles of trembling, dusty, frightened impermanence has become constant, busy lifting pants and running errands, which cares whether it is dirty or not.

Jun Qianyan's eyebrows were furrowed, the topography of the sinkhole was all in his mind, combined with the clues left in the ancient books, and under the confirmation of the two phases, he had already made a conclusion in his heart: "Nine times out of ten, this place is the burial pit where Wu Anjun killed the Chu army back then, but why did the burial pit appear here? Haven't we already been reincarnated in another world? According to the soldiers of the Yue Kingdom, the burial pit should be formed the day after tomorrow, so how can it be the same as the Changping burial pit? Where did the Great Qin Iron Cavalry come from? There has never been a record of this army of a hundred battles in the history of Yangzhou, and what is hidden in it? The more he thought about it, the more entangled he became, and he felt that the answer was close at hand, but he couldn't touch it, and a bold idea suddenly surged out in his mind, and then it burst out uncontrollably like a spring, and his eyes were bright: "If the burial pit is originally a thing of this place? From Guangling to Jincheng for a total of 10 days, the daily distance is about 80 kilometers, then the distance from Guangling to this place is 800 kilometers! Isn't the distance from "Yangzhou" to Changping exactly 800 kilometers? If my calculation is correct, Guangling is "Yangzhou"! And Jincheng is Changping! 200 kilometers north of Changping......" When the words came to his mouth, he felt a little difficult to spit out two words: "Luo... Yang.... ”

"Boom!" The explosion rumbled, shocking the nine heavens! Pulling his thoughts back to reality, the rolling demonic qi shot out from the two holes, like two black pythons twisting around, swallowing each other and finally turning into a majestic figure, dominating the world and the world, the devil is powerful, but seeing this person, red hair like a waterfall, red eyebrows like a hook, red hair like a steel needle, wearing a red Xia hundred refining ragged armor, Zhang Er's body, really like a fierce god in the world, looking up to the sky and laughing wildly: "Hahaha, my Chiyan is back again!" His nose twitched, and he looked at the smell, and the two children, one black and one white, were running happily, and Chi Yan said even more happily: "Creation, creation! I haven't eaten meat for hundreds of years, and my mouth is wrinkled, so I just want to use you two to beat my teeth." A pair of big hands like a fan, the yin wind whistling towards the black and white impermanence.

"Whoosh!"

In a hurry, Jun Qianyan picked up a remnant sword, kicked the ground, passed his arm, and with a flick of his hand, the sword broke through the void, with a powerful airflow, and went straight to the heart of the old demon of Chiyan. The old devil's reaction was not unpleasant, and at the last moment, his thick palm grabbed the iron sword, and said to himself: "No one has dared to make a move against me Chiyan for a long time. The words were mixed with the arrogance unique to peerless masters, and the palm of his hand was forced, and the iron sword exploded.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

After the three sword shadows, Jun Qianyan, who was wearing a remnant armor, rushed to the scene at great speed, he couldn't watch the people he cherished being hurt, he couldn't take his life, but he couldn't lose his feelings, and he couldn't forget his kindness!

Chi Yan had never thought that a mortal would dare to make a move on him, and laughed angrily: "Does the kid know who the old devil I am?"

As he spoke, Jun Qianyan had already come to him, jumped up, slashed down with Chang Geli in his hand, and said firmly: "God or demon, kill those who hurt my brother!"

The old demon of Chiyan shook the red Xia hundred refining ragged armor, and said with appreciation: "Good boy, what a person who hurts my brother to kill!" A soft force swept away Jun Qian's death. The old demon's face changed suddenly, and he scolded in his heart: "Damn, are these righteous paths all dogs? So fast? Lao Tzu is now exhausted in the inner yuan, and the wind is tight!" But he is an ancient fierce demon, and he can't fall into the name, and he still said with a hard mouth: "You three little guys are doing well, I appreciate it, goodbye." "No matter how you listen to it, it smells like you want to cover it up.

Bai Wuchang asked, "Goodbye?"

Hei Wuchang said stupidly: "Goodbye." ”

"The demon is gone!" There was a burst of shouts from the distant sky, looking at it from afar, a little green mangs broke through the sky, like autumn water rising in the morning glow, stay closer, Fang saw the face clearly, it was a family monk, tied his hair in a bun, blue blue robe, white cloth socks, staring at a pair of boat-shaped green shoes, stepping on a sword, his skin was as white as jade, his eyebrows were delicate, his lips were red and his teeth were white, although he was a man, he was a little more beautiful than a woman.

The Taoist priest made a mockery and said kindly: "In Lingyun of the Lower Ancient Moon Sword Sect, dare to ask the three little brothers if they have ever seen a person with a demon path passing by here?"

Bai Wuchang was frightened by Chiyan just now, and was retaliating with sorrow, and hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, there was a guy who called himself Chiyan just now, who showed off his might, but ran to the west. ”

When Ling Yun heard the name of Chi Yan, he knew that things were not good, and combined with the immediate situation, he said worriedly: "The ancient demon is out of trouble, the matter is serious, and it needs to be reported to the sect in time, so as not to endanger the demon world, Ling Yun will say goodbye." "Come with the sword, go with the sword. The clothes are fluttering, and they are not stained with mortal dust.

Bai Wuchang looked at the other party's departing back and said angrily: "I'm a **** immortal banban, Chiyan ran to the west, you chase a bird to the east." ”

Jun Qianyan stood still in place, just now his heart shivered, and disappeared in an instant, indescribable feeling, Bai Wuchang patted him on the shoulder and shouted, "What do you want, Brother Jun?"

Jun Qianyan looked at it meaningfully and said, "It's nothing, let's go." ”

Soon after the three of them left, two wisps of demonic qi slowly floated out of the hole, the baby's arm was thick, fluttering, and weak, if the wind was bigger, it could be blown away, twisting and pinching, and it turned into a slender figure for a long time, without a single strand, the corners of the eyebrows were affectionate, the eyes were rhymed, half covered and half hidden, flattering, red lips slightly open, and said to himself: "Hehe, how can it be so easy to catch me Chiyan?" After finishing speaking, he actually went to the south with the fragrant wind.

After Chiyan left, the temperature of the burial pit plummeted, the snowflakes fluttered, like catkins dancing, covering the sky, in the wind and snow, a figure stepped on the snow, like a fairyland god's mansion, not stained with the slightest dust. The man looked at the direction in which the second red flame disappeared and said with some expectation: "Go, go and unlock the secret that has been sealed for me for many years." "The sound is influential, crisp and pleasant. The rivers and mountains do not snow for thousands of miles, and the world is selfless and jade. There is no one in the shadow, and the fairy is fluttering in the snow. People go, snow scatters.

The full moon is like a disk, pouring out a glimmer of light, the earth has returned to silence, the inhabitants of Jincheng have fallen asleep, the soldiers who have not died in the catastrophe have a rare good dream, the moon is gradually deepening, and ten thousand sounds are silent. On the burial pit, in the hole, an extremely fat big insect swayed and crawled out, dragging a lazy figure, falling to the ground, anthropomorphic stretching his lazy waist, and what was even more strange was that the insect actually spoke: "Snow fairy, want to fight with me Chiyan, you are still tender, the so-called praying mantis catches cicadas and yellow finches behind." ”

In the far distance, there is a cave house, which is full of fragrant, treasure light flows, cranes sing, apes perform, strange flowers and plants, ancient trees are eternal, old medicine is everywhere, there is more flowing water murmuring, green bamboo is green, fairy light is debauched full of spring, not worse than Penglai half a point! There is a stone bridge in the hole, a stone bench is erected on the side of the bridge, there is an old man who is more than half a hundred years old man sitting on the bench, the crane hair is childish, wearing a robe, wearing a hat, the longevity eyebrows are slightly drooping, he is fishing by the pond, the corners of his mouth are slightly upturned: "The fish has been hooked, and then you need to put a long line." "I don't know if it's a fish in the water, or something else. Qingxi Taoist priests don't know, and there is a crane in the sky.

Some people say that he is a god of war, some people say that he is a lyricist, some people say that he is a drum master, and some people say that he is a piano master, a legend like a mystery, and a man like a mystery. The speed of the three of them was very fast, and they arrived at "Luoyang" in three days, and as far as the eye could see, the yellow sand was rolling, the sand grains were flying, the sky was dark, how could there be any people, Bai Wuchang said tentatively: "Boss, are you sure you remember correctly? This is "Luoyang"?"

Jun Qianxian nodded and said, "There is no doubt that this is the place, and the specific location still needs to be explored." ”

Time flies, the day passes three poles, nothing is found, set up a bonfire, impermanence sits opposite, black impermanence asked: "Brother, you said that the boss has been looking for a day and will not rest, you can't be tired." ”

Bai Wuchang looked at the back in the yellow sand, and said helplessly: "Let the boss find it, he won't die without results." ”

The sand night is quiet and cold, the lonely shadow wanders alone, the wind is up, the sand blows on the face, some pain, the sand feet are deep in the steps, recalling the past, lonely as autumn, rolling in the yellow sand, his figure is moving forward resolutely, the wind blows, even the footprints no longer exist, maybe there is only the unswerving nostalgia to death. Thoughts are like water, cruel and poignant, turning into blood and condensing into tears.