The catkins are flying, the smoke is vast,

The cold spring is gone, and the summer heat is spilling over the land. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The scenery of Jiangnan is still as charming as ever, and the pianist of Yueyang Mansion, who once represented the gate of Jiangnan, has long been yesterday's yellow flowers, and it is no longer the scenery of the past.

Qinfu,

Once the door was like a city, and guests came to send it, but now it is deserted, and it really responds to the old saying: "The rich have distant relatives in the mountains, and the poor no one asks on the streets." ”

In today's Qin Mansion, except for Zhu Yuyan and Li Qianqian, Liang Wanru lives here, and only Bi Xiaosheng lives alone in the depths of the backyard, and rarely comes out. Since Ling Zifeng came back with Qin Xin, Bi Xiaosheng has often come out to take a look.

Ling Zifeng began to become silent, almost every day it was rare to see him talk to anyone, every day in addition to practicing, he stayed in Qin Xin's boudoir and talked with her.

A month was quickly spent in such a dull and depressing atmosphere, and after completely absorbing the purple gold crow, Qin Xin's face also looked a little better, at least Ling Zifeng could leave with confidence.

Morning

Ling Zifeng took a deep look at Qin Xin lying on the bed, closed his eyes and turned his head resolutely, walked out of the room and closed the door, and turned his head just in time to see Xiaolan standing in the corridor with a bowl of porridge.

"Childe, are you leaving?"

Xiaolan looked at him and asked in a daze.

Well

Ling Zifeng nodded and walked towards the front yard, Xiao Lan stood there and watched him pass by, until Ling Zifeng was about to walk out of the courtyard, he didn't react.

"Childe, why are you coming back, do you want me to say goodbye to Madame for you?" Xiao Lan looked at his back and asked loudly.

"I don't know,"

Ling Zifeng stood on his feet and shook his head, was silent for a moment before adding: "Within three years, I will definitely find the Nine Spirit Chalcedony." ”

oh

Xiaolan spit out a word in a daze, looking at his thin, lonely back, giving people a dull and dead feeling, as if there was no trace of life. Although Ling Zifeng was cold and arrogant in the past, he would not be like a walking corpse like he is now.

"He's gone."

Zhu Yuyan walked out of the corridor on the side and said lightly beside Xiaolan.

Yes!

Xiaolan was startled, and saluted in surprise: "Well, yes, the slave has seen Madame." ”

alas

Zhu Yuyan sighed and turned around to leave, and said to herself: "I hope God will open his eyes, bless him with a safe journey, and leave a way for these two children to live." ”

However, no one will know if God will open his eyes, but it is impossible to have a safe journey.

Since Ling Zifeng walked out of the qin house and stepped out of Yueyang Mansion, the entire rivers and lakes fell into turmoil, and the killing that had been silent for thousands of years opened its bloodthirsty fangs.

The Baiduan Mountains are the more mysterious ancient jungles in the rivers and lakes.

The mountain range stretches for thousands of miles, the mountains are steep, the peaks are steep, and poisonous snakes and beasts are infested. Except for those strange people in the rivers and lakes, mountain hunters, the people of the rivers and lakes rarely set foot in that place, and Ling Zifeng's target was there.

river stream,

It is a remote town that is 100 miles away from Zhongzhou and the Northern Desert, and here is an endless wilderness in the distance, only by stepping through that wilderness, it is to enter the area of the Northern Desert, and only after crossing the border of the Northern Desert can we reach the Baiduan Mountains.

Ling Zifeng wore a mask and was dressed in black, standing in the pavilion of Hejian Town, and the rain fell to the ground dripping down the pavilion, splashing all over the ground.

"After following for so long, don't you still do it?"

Ling Zifeng's voice was low and hoarse, and his words were filled with a piercing murderous aura.

Since Ling Zifeng walked out of Yueyang Mansion, he has experienced dozens of battles large and small, and there are not a thousand but eight hundred people in the rivers and lakes who died under him, all of whom came for the Soul Devouring Sword.

Airplanes!

The sound of the blade piercing the rain sounded, dozens of cold lights crossed the sky, and dozens of figures rushed out from the surrounding darkness, and their bodies were extremely fast, and they came to the outside of the pavilion in an instant.

In terms of body style alone, the kung fu of these people is enough to rank among the first-class masters in the entire Jianghu. And such a person, that person is not enough to call for wind and rain in the rivers and lakes, but now he has come to this wild place to snipe Ling Zifeng.

And this saw that along the way, these people had never made a move, even if Ling Zifeng had killed so many people, none of them had made a move to stop them, obviously those who died were just stumbling blocks to test Ling Zifeng's depth.

"Ling Zifeng, hand over the Blood Divine Sword, we can let you live."

One of them said coldly.

"What if I don't."

Ling Zifeng replied without being salty.

"If you don't pay it, you will die today without a place to bury."

"Hehe, that's exactly what I want to say to you."

Before Ling Zifeng's words fell, he suddenly flashed into the crowd with an incredible figure, and the technique, like a phantom, flashed into the shadow of the sword and sword, slapped the nearest person away, smashed it on the chest, and kicked the skull of the other person.

Ling Zifeng only made one move, and two people died under his hands, while the others had not yet reacted. The ghost of Ling Zifeng's body method and the precision and trickery of his technique made all these people's vests cold. They thought that they had seen through Ling Zifeng's kung fu path, but they didn't want them to know Ling Zifeng at all.

"Ling Zifeng, Hugh must be strong,"

"Even if you kill all of us, you won't be able to escape from this river stream town today."

I don't know if I was frightened, a man with a gloomy face hissed.

"So what!"

Ling Zifeng's words were indifferent, and he didn't pay any attention to his threat.

"Hey,"

"I'm not afraid to tell you, there are no less than hundreds of crossbowmen hidden around here, each of them has a good ability to penetrate the Yang in a hundred steps, even if you kill us all, you won't be able to escape their siege."

"When the time comes, ten thousand arrows pierce your heart, and you will have no way to retreat, even if you have a divine sword, what is the use."

The man laughed gloomily, as if he had seen Ling Zifeng's frightened pale face and the appearance of the six gods without an owner. I was very proud in my heart, but fortunately they had the foresight and prepared a well-thought-out plan, these crossbowmen were among the best in the world, even if a group of them fell into the encirclement, they didn't want to get out alive.

"If this is your backhand, then die,"

"I'm kind enough to tell you, what you want to take is not the Blood God Sword, but: the Soul Devouring Sword."

Ling Zifeng smiled, his smile was cold, and a cold light flashed on his face, which was the flickering light of the Soul Devouring Sword's unsheath, reflecting on his face.

Everyone shuddered excitedly, Ling Zifeng at this moment was like a demon crawling out of hell, looking at them with a cold expression, as if he was looking at a group of lambs waiting to be slaughtered.