A long time ago, Shanling City did not belong to any cultivation forces, and the security in the city has always been jointly maintained by several forces in the city. So the movements were inevitably slower, the people of the Sword Rakshasa had already retreated, and Zuo Ye didn't want to cause trouble, so the clouds and dust suddenly came and disappeared.

The moment Zuo Ye disappeared, those few people arrived late, and one of them seemed to be aware of the direction in which Zuo Ye was leaving.

"Let the debris of the Sword Rakshasa run away again!"

Consciousness swept away the residual breath of this place, and an old man with red eyebrows hated and smashed his fists, he was the deacon elder of the Castle Tower, and he was ordered to sit in the mountain castle. The Sword Rakshasa was surrounded and suppressed by major forces, and his reputation was not good, and in the eyes of the old man with red eyebrows, he was even more worthy of death.

Although I don't know who the Sword Rakshasa is targeting this time, this will undoubtedly be a trouble for Shanling City.

"The Sword Rakshasa robbed the Holy Maiden of the Feiyun Ancient Sect, and now they are being surrounded and suppressed by the Feiyun Ancient Sect, so I can't say that they have wandered here?" The person from Canghai Pavilion is a henchman of Nie Dongmad, and he naturally knows more about intelligence.

A few words made the situation clear, but there were also people who were unintentionally distracted, surveyed the remaining battle aura at the scene, and found that the Sword Rakshasa dispatched a lot of people, but the means they targeted were even stronger.

"At least three techniques and sword skills above the Xuan level have been used, and there is also a wonderful body technique." Fang Jiange touched the bridge of his nose and deduced the battle situation layer by layer, "Could it be that person?" ”

Unconsciously glanced at the direction of Zuo Ye's departure, he had an abnormal spiritual sense, and he could perceive traces of breath that others would not notice, although the dust escape method was good, but the heat was still not enough, so he found clues.

While Fang Jiange and the others were discussing countermeasures, in a manor in the north of Shanling City, a black-robed man appeared and walked into the meeting hall, and there were already seven people in the hall at this time, among which Panqingtai was impressively listed, but it was at the bottom.

The black-robed man sat straight on the main seat, and by the dim light, he could only see the half-amputated chin left under the hot hood of the black robe. The black-robed man was silent after sitting down, but anyone could feel a sharp gaze that seemed to fall on him, and Rao was as lazy as Pan Qingtai didn't dare to make a mistake at this time.

"The temptation failed, but the man was sure that it was him!"

I didn't see the black-robed man speak, but an incomprehensible voice reached everyone's ears. The expressions of the black-robed people were not wavering, but the expressions of the seven people under the seat were different, some were relieved, some frowned, and some pressed the surging hatred in their hearts.

"Oh, you have an objection?!"

The black-robed man stood still, and a terrifying and vigorous momentum was suppressed, pressing on everyone's hearts and not daring to make a mistake.

"On the occasion of the survival of this Cheng Sword Rakshasa , fortunately the old man Yishui of Tianji Mountain returned to Shanling City to wait for the "Sword Master", and now that the fourth Sword Master candidate has appeared, he is ready to open the "Void Sword Realm".

The origin of the sword rakshasa is mysterious, and it suddenly rose in the dust world, and then preached the five domains with a reason different from that of the major forces, and was finally squeezed out by the major sect families, and finally broke out into conflict, and was encircled and suppressed.

To this day, the sword rakshasa is difficult to support alone, and internal troubles are also germinating. By chance, the black-robed man was entrusted by the leader of the previous generation of sword rakshasas to inherit the position of leader, and since then for the sword rakshasas, he has been running around in the five domains of the dust world, and then he got the revelation of Tianji Mountain, and learned about the Void Sword Realm and the Rakshasa Sword Master, and also knew the four sword master candidates.

"With half a lifetime of time and the blood of countless sect people, the Sword Rakshasa has achieved the three major sword kings, and now the fourth sword master candidate has appeared, then, let's start!"

The black-robed man was under duress for a long time, and even if the Sword Rakshasa Sect people had a whisper in their hearts, they didn't dare to refute it face to face.

When the black-robed manpower was disagreed, the hidden chess pieces of the Sword Rakshasa in the five domains of the Dust Realm were activated one after another, planning for the opening of the Void Sword Realm. At the same time, Zuo Ye changed to an inn, half-lying on the bed, staring at the top of the tent with wide eyes, not knowing what to think.

After three days in Shanling City, Zuo Ye prepared supplies for going to sea, and finally decided to set off.

Shanling City is not within the Beihai range, but there is a teleportation channel that goes directly to Linhai City on the Beihai Sea.

There is the door of Canghai Pavilion, and the left night bids farewell to Shen Qianhai, Nie Dongmad and others who came to see them off, and turns around and steps into the array. When he was about to leave, Zuo Ye's eyebrows were raised, and he had no intention of catching a glimpse of a corner of the teleportation courtyard, and before he could say anything, he saw that the light was flourishing and the teleportation was opened.

When he opened his eyes again, Zuo Ye suddenly felt the surging water vapor in the square circle, and the waves in his ears crashed on the shore like thunder and rumble, and his heart was shocked.

"Beihai!"

Zuo Ye sighed inexplicably, remembering that the fourth senior brother said that the third senior brother was practicing in Beihai, but the Beihai is vast, and the third senior brother's movements are erratic, and it seems that he can only meet again.

Linhai City is the last city from the North Ancient Land to the Beihai, it is not as lax as the Mountain Tomb City, there are twelve forces in the Beihai Sea, and Xiaoxiao does not dare to make a second in the city. Therefore, Linhai City is extremely prosperous, and it is not inferior to the atmosphere of big cities such as Shanling City.

Walking crowds on the left night, looking back at Hongchen, having an epiphany in the world, and experiencing the difference between immortals and mortals.

The street was full of hawking, but he didn't care about it, so he heard the ticking sound in his ears.

Tick –

The smoke and rain are falling, and the world is falling. Mortals and monks alike rushed to find shelter from the rain as the rain poured down.

"Hey, what is that little brother standing stupidly, find a place to shelter from the rain!"

Some well-wishers persuaded each other, this seaside city is close to the North Sea, the water is abundant, and the rain falls like a waterfall, even ordinary monks can't withstand the pouring of heavy rain.

Zuo Ye did not release the True Qi shield, and the moment the heavy rain fell, he was drenched to the extreme. He didn't walk away, but stood in the rain, his eyes a little numb.

Many years ago, there was also a heavy rain in Chu Wangcheng, when he held an oil-paper umbrella and looked at the heavy rain fluttering in the sky, he had a feeling, but in the end he was stunned.

Now that he has regained his heart, the rain is falling, drowning him in a world like a waterfall.

"Trapped."

Zuo Ye looked up at the rainy sky and was smashed down by the falling raindrops, even the body of the demon can't bear it, but he just stares like this, as if something is attracting him at the end of the cloudy sky. When the people sheltering from the rain on the street saw him standing so stupidly, they couldn't help but call him to shelter from the rain, but he turned a deaf ear, and finally others thought he was a fool and didn't bother to care.

At this moment, Zuo Ye seems to have returned to eight years ago, he is still the little devil in the mixed world, with the love of his parents, the pampering of his brother and sister, and his personnel are still the same, and his face has not changed.

And yet – now eight years later.

Thinking of the ground, the left night eyes were dyed blood-red, and the black hair was flying, covering half of his face. The qi around his body shook and swept away the people who were sheltering from the rain in the surrounding streets, and the majestic momentum rose from the ground like a broadsword, piercing the rain curtain and disturbing the avenue qi.

"Well, someone in the city broke through and actually disturbed the avenue." In the city lord's mansion, a middle-aged man sat on a futon, and he vaguely sensed the changes in the city. The heavy rain has the effect of blocking cognition, and he can't know much with the cognitive power of his heavenly and human realms.

Zuo Ye fell into extreme sorrow, his momentum continued to rise, the sea of qi in his body was turbulent and surging, the gods of the sea of Xiantai were numerous, and the Dao moves were rubbed into the sword of momentum, as if he was going to tear the sky away.

"You're not allowed to go anywhere!"

A soft whisper echoed in Zuo Ye's ears, awakening him to a dream that he had not woken up to for a long time.

Suddenly, the rain stopped.

Zuo Ye's demonic blood-red eyes peeked out from between his hair, and he saw an oil-paper umbrella fall above his head, shielding him from the wind and rain. His eyes fell along the paper umbrella, and he saw a white jade hand, then a white dress, and finally a delicate face with a clever smile.

For some reason, when his eyes fell on her face, Zuo Ye shook slightly, and with a similar outline, he thought of another peerless face.

"Crossing the ice?"

Zuo Ye's momentum sword was too draining, and his face was a little pale, but he still recognized the identity of the person who came. At the beginning, in the secret realm of Longmen Cave, he teamed up with Sikong Hao to hunt the blue-eyed demon lion, and finally the two of them fell into the crack in the ground together, and the left night passed through the Xuanmen into the reincarnation cave, but the ice was nowhere to be found.

The paper umbrella isolated him from the world, and the two pairs of eyes stared at each other, surprised, confused, and with a hint of imperceptible joy.

"You're not allowed to go anywhere!"

Looking into his eyes, Yue Bing emphasized again. The tone is a woman's coquettishness and stubbornness towards her lover, as well as incomparable firmness and determination.

"You're not allowed to go anywhere!"

I seem to have heard this sentence many years ago, but it was on the battlefield full of wind and smoke, corpses were everywhere, and the broken sword was crying blood, and a woman stood behind him, holding his rolled clothes and calling softly: "Please! ”

The man was silent, though the answer had been repeated countless times in his mind. Whether it was a dream or not, Zuo Ye took a deep breath, turned around, and hugged forward.

"Hmm!"

There is rain in the world, and it falls on the heavens, which is "the rain of the heavens"

Zuo Ye's eyes regained clarity, and with one move, the fluttering rain suddenly stopped, and the clouds disappeared from the rain.

"It's clear!"

The dark clouds dispersed, the sun spilled down from the clouds, although Yue Bing had a sweet face and didn't want to be separated from Zuo Ye, but because of the public, his white and tender face was full of shame.

Yue Bing's body was soft and warm, Zuo Ye really didn't want to let go, but when he came back to his senses, he remembered that the two of them were only a few faces, and he couldn't help but feel Meng Lang again.

Hurry up and let go of her, no matter how reluctant she is, she doesn't dare to be the slightest abrupt. Fortunately, Zuo Ye's face is thick and dark, pretending to be nothing.

Yue Bing lowered his head and blushed, but when he saw his appearance, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

"Still doesn't he remember?"

After the rain, there were more pedestrians on the street, and in view of Zuo Ye's strange behavior before, many people stared at him with strange eyes, as well as the girl in white with an umbrella who came later.

The two looked at each other and smiled, not saying a word, as if they had a tacit understanding of thousands of years, first left here, found an inn and settled down, and then sat down to greet each other.

"Uh, that...... How can I not find you after I fell to the crack? ”

sat down and realized that the two of them had actually known each other for a short time, and then they had a previous hug, and then they remembered the embarrassment, and finally Zuo Ye opened his mouth first, and asked the whereabouts of Yue Bing after the two separated.