The eastern border is steep in mountains and forests.

After a fierce battle with the mountain bandits, Murong Ke gradually calmed down in the refreshing night.

Only one of them died, the big man from the Ouyang family wearing the statue of the Twin Towers, Murong Ke still didn't know his name, but he stopped breathing.

"Madame, this is a dangerous place, and I beg you to leave at once and hurry up. There was still blood dripping from Yuwen Guang's long sword, and the little lord of the Yuwen family didn't have much chance to contact this kind of scene, and he looked excited and nervous.

"Guang'er, we should bury the dead," said Murong Ke, "he died heroically at my call, and I can't leave him here to be ravaged by the lynx and the crow." ”

"But the land here is rocky, and you can't dig it. Yu Wenguang said.

"Then we'll move the stones and build the graves. ”

"It's up to you to move it," Qingqiu protested loudly, "but don't count on me, those strongmen have escaped a lot, and they will bring more people at any time, and I have more important things to do than pile stones on the dead people...... Like being alive. ”

"I think the ugly face is right. The singer said that apparently he supported Qingqiu's illness.

Qingqiu glanced at the singer without gratitude, "Hmph, ugly face, that's better than your sissy who is neither male nor female." ”

"Madam, I'm afraid the ugly ghost is right," Yuwen said boldly, "if we stay here and they attack again, we may not be able to withstand it then." ”

Qingqiu is sick and has no good feelings for the second supporter, won't these guys respect someone?

He saw the anger on Murong Ke's face and knew that she had no choice.

"Then set up a tablet for the big man in the mausoleum of the Buyang family, and we can set off. Murong Ke said.

Qingqiu was sick and was about to climb on horseback, Yu Wenguang stood in front of him, "Do you need help?" said so, but Yu Wenguang didn't mean to help, and then said his true purpose, "Give me your axe." ”

"Let him stay," Murong Ke was already sitting on his horse, looking down from above, "If he encounters another attack, he may still be able to use it." ”

"Madame, you are so wise. Qingqiu was sick and climbed on the horse's back and stepped on the saddle with that good leg, trembling and lying on the horse, placing the black staff and axe, and said to Yu Wenguang, "Thank you for your kindness, you see, I can do it myself." ”

"But you'd better behave," Murong Ke said, "I don't trust you as much as I did before. ”

Qingqiu was sick and didn't have time to reply, so she patted her horse and left.

Qingqiu was sick and straightened out the helmet he had stolen, looked at the axe hanging from the saddle, and remembered that at the beginning of this journey, he had his hands tied and his black hood was caught, and now it was a world of difference.

It doesn't matter if Murong Ke doesn't trust him, as long as he can keep the axe, which at least proves that this matter is still alive, he is confident that he can beat his opponent in this game.

Murong Ke rode forward, behind the Yuwen Guang Palace, among the young singers and Qingqiu sick walking team, they asked questions from time to time, but this kid obviously asked the right person, Qingqiu was sick and had a wide range of knowledge and rich knowledge, which caused the young singers to be surprised for a while, and laugh out loud for a while.

Qingqiu was sick and strange that even the big soldiers were killed in battle, but this singing boy was actually safe and sound. Walking on such a difficult journey is like a happy bird chirping non-stop, and the tone of yin and yang weirdness is neither male nor female makes people get goosebumps, this guy!

Are the ignorant really fearless?

Within a mile of walking, they heard the low roar of shadow lynxes behind them, followed by the roar of their fight for the carcass.

"Poor big man. Qingqiu was sick and said that he grabbed the horse's belly, left the singer, and rode the horse to Murong Ke's side.

She pursed her lips and looked sideways at him.

"Mrs. Buyang, whether you believe it or not, I really haven't hurt your son, I'm a cripple, how can I have that ability?" Qingqiu was sick and then asked, "I don't know if your husband, Lord Buyang, thinks I'm a murderer?"

"You were very brave when you used an axe to cut people just now, I saw this with my own eyes," Murong Ke replied with a mocking tone, "As for what my husband thinks, it doesn't matter, you must know that this is a mother's revenge." ”

"Madam, maybe you didn't expect a deeper level, you kidnapped me, this is bound to implicate your husband, you know, he and my father are courtiers in the same court, both of them are in Guangming City, aren't you afraid that they will fight?"

"Maybe, but I think he can always come up with a way to deal with it," Murong Ke's eyes coldly swept over Qingqiu's sick and still puzzled face, "As for you, I will handle it properly and make sure that the Buyang family is not implicated." ”

"You don't kill me yourself, and you don't bring me back to the Northern Underworld City, I am sure that the Shangguan family here will not be in the muddy waters of our two families, I really don't understand, what else can you do with me?"

"Don't worry, someone will clean you up. Murong Ke stopped talking and looked ahead.

At this point, Qingqiu had a bad feeling of illness, and he underestimated this woman from Wanghai City, where did she take him?

After a night's journey, until dawn broke in the east, they walked out of the dangerous mountain forest and came to a rare vast land.

The mountainous eastern border and the mountains with mountains and mountains are the best guardians of Jinwu City.

Mount Tai and Penglai stand majestically, one is the place where the Son of Heaven sacrifices to the heavens, and the other is called the fairyland of the world.

Murong Ke and the others walked to a three-way intersection, and going straight was the road to Jinwu City, but Murong Ke chose another road.

Qingqiu's heart was tightened when he was sick, this woman was definitely not going to hand him over to Shangguan Yunfei, I am afraid that he had never had such a thought at all.

The road she is walking on now is the road leading to the Lingxian Pavilion of Penglai Mountain, is she going to hand him over to ......

"Murong Ke," Qingqiu shouted from behind, "You send me there, you might as well kill me right here." ”

"I said, I'll give you a chance to speak," Murong Ke looked back at him with pity and then turned his head away, "unless you can impress her and make her think you're not guilty." ”

"Impress that resentful woman who has lived in resentment for fifteen years? What are you kidding, she will slaughter me without even looking at me. Qingqiu said that he was sick.

"I don't want to slaughter you with my own hands all the time, but my child has woken up, and in order not to implicate the Buyang family, I have spent so much energy, I hope your clever tongue will still be useful to her. ”

"Stupid woman, you have already implicated the Shangbuyang family, do you know, from the moment you tied me up and put me on horseback, my father, brother, sister and nephew will not let you go!"

"Oh, I'm scared to death," Murong Ke smiled lightly, "It seems that your status in the family is not low, the royal family doesn't know that the Qingqiu family has such a number one, besides, I kidnapped you, but I didn't do anything to you." ”

"You sent me to my death, what is the difference between that and killing me with your own hands. ”

"Remember, I didn't kill you, you deserve it. ”

Although the two were fighting, the horse speed did not stop, and it was like a lightning speed.

Running for a day, it has reached the east coast, and when you raise your eyes, there is a fairy mountain in the world, Penglai Mountain!

This mountain is majestic and steep, the mountain is vast and the smoke and clouds are entangled, Penglai Lingxian Pavilion is high on the top of the Dan cliff of the blue wave cliff, whenever the sea fog comes, wrap around the mountainside layer by layer, the fairy pavilion flickers in the clouds and mist.

Penglai Mountain echoes with the Golden Crow City of Mount Tai where it is located, and has been inextricably linked for thousands of years.

Although the Shangguan family is the lord of the family, it is also a martial arts family, and the current lord Shangguan Yunfei has studied art in Penglai Mountain for ten years, which has led to a poignant story.

The patriarchs of the Shangguan family in the past generations regarded the Lingxian Pavilion of Penglai Mountain as the guardian of the family territory, and in this way, the Lingxian Pavilion was not only the holy land of the world's martial arts, but also the guardian and the last barrier of the Shangguan family.

Therefore, the construction of Penglai Mountain not only has pavilions and pavilions, martial arts dojos, but also various fortifications, towering arrow towers, hidden tunnels, and flashing swords and guns in the dense forest.

The male host of the Lingxian Pavilion of Penglai Mountain is Shangguan Yunxiang, who is the younger brother of Shangguan Yunfei, the lord of Jinwu City, and is dedicated to practicing swordsmanship.

The real hostess is a sad woman, the pavilion master of Ling Immortal Pavilion, her name is Shui Luo.

Murong Ke and others rode their horses to the foot of the mountain, and saw a huge stone tablet with two vigorous characters written on it: dismount.

Qingqiu rolled his eyes when he was sick, "There are so many stinky rules in this Shangguan family." ”

Murong Ke turned over and dismounted, leading everyone to choose to walk. Qingqiu was sick and struggled to get off the horse, and when he looked up, he felt that the huge mountain near the sea was difficult to look up to its top, and the height made people tremble and be frightened.

According to the books I have read, this mountain can see all kinds of strange scenes formed on the sea, or the mountains and islands change, or the high-rise buildings protrude; and the time and time coincide, at first glance, it is unpredictable, it is indeed the strange scenery of the mountains and seas, the wonder of heaven and earth. I don't know if I can have this blessing here.

If you really die in such a famous mountain and river, it will not be in vain for this life, Qingqiu is sick and comforts himself so much.

Everyone was about to enter the mountain, but they found that the singer did not get off the horse, "I have a headache when I see climbing the mountain, so I will not accompany you." He rode up to Murong Ke and took out a delicate corsage from his arms, "I'll give you a small gift, and please smile." ”

"I didn't bring anything in return, if you don't dislike it, I only have this. Murong Ke took out a few gold coins.

"It's a long way to get back from the North Hell, so keep it for yourself. The singer saw that Murong Ke had a good corsage, and then turned around to leave.

"Thank you for leading the way, I regret it. Murong Ke said to the singer.

Qingqiu is sick and only wakes up from a dream, this guy who sells singers is not to make up songs and songs about his heroic death, but to be a guide for Murong Ke, and he hates this guy to death in his heart.

"You return alone, be careful of being slaughtered by a strong man and eaten by a wolf. "Qingqiu is sick and uses the curse of anger to make a kind reminder.

"Hahaha, don't worry, ugly ghost, the master will go to Jinwu City to play for a few days, and don't go that way. "The singer rode a horse and ran away.

Qingqiu was sick and watched him leave with a murderous eye.

The three of them entered the mountain, and walked not far away, a huge mountain gate, and the stone carving on the door eyebrow slipped into the big characters: Penglai in the world.

On both sides of the mountain gate, there is a pair of couplets:

Danya Qiongge walks freely,

The blue sea fairy cha leaped forward.

Murong Ke glanced at it and started his journey to worship the mountain.

Qingqiu is sick with a black cane, and he knows that it will not be easy to climb this mountain. But you can taste the charm of the fairy mountain, and it is also a kind of fun. "If there is wine today and drunk today, it doesn't matter if he goes to Huangquan in the future. He muttered.

Murong Ke glanced at him and frowned again and again, this guy was like a sweat from the mountains and rivers, he should really continue to wear a black hood and tie the rope on his head.

Qingqiu is sick and sells his knowledge, telling about the thrilling battles that took place in the places recorded in ancient books, those heroes who died here, and telling about the blood and rain disputes that occurred here in the martial arts.

Mountaineering was a boring thing, so Murong Ke didn't stop him.

As you walk upwards, the peaks unfold to reveal green fields, blue skies and snow-capped peaks.

At this moment, Penglai Xianshan is bathed in the morning light.

The mountains stretched out in front of them, and the pale white mist filled the valley, and it was a peaceful and tranquil place, facing the sea to the east and protected by mountains on the other three sides.

The wide and soothing Ho River, as well as hundreds of lakes of all sizes that are as bright as mirrors in the sun.

They walked at the western end of the canyon, and after passing the last pass, the road began to wind down to the foot of the mountain at a height of a thousand meters, and when they looked to the east, they could already enjoy the sunrise Fuso that can only be enjoyed here in the world.

Murong Ke stopped to watch, and Yu Wenguang grew his mouth.

The endless blue sea in the east is quietly dyed a fiery red. The rising sun is fighting in the sky and the sea, struggling to break free from its shackles, rising in the east, breaking through the layers of clouds and mist, and emitting a thousand rays of light.

In the end, a round of rolling red sundays moved between the waves and the long sky.

Murong Ke came back to his senses and secretly regretted how he stood side by side with the enemy who killed his son and looked at the scenery, Bu Yang knew that he would definitely not forgive him.

wanted to start Yangming, Murong Ke wanted to start Yangchen to sue her in Guangming City, when Bu Yangming had an accident, Qingqiu was sick and was resigning from Bu Yangchen, and Bu Yangming, who woke up, admitted that he accidentally fell from a tree and had nothing to do with others.

Murong Ke glanced at Qingqiu, who was fascinated by the spectacular scenery of the sunrise, he was sick, this ugly ghost had also saved his life, was this ugly ghost really not a murderer?

But why didn't he deny the dagger that belonged to the incriminating evidence?

What's more, the matter has come to this point, and this ugly son of the Qingqiu family who is not welcomed has been brought here thousands of miles, no matter whether it is right or wrong, there is no way back.

can only go down hard, to be honest, Murong Ke himself has no bottom in his heart about whether Ling Immortal Pavilion Lord Shui Luo agrees that Fa Luo Qingqiu is sick, she doesn't know Shui Luo, and Shui Luo may not know her.

This in itself is a life-and-death gamble between her and Qingqiu's illness, and there is no turning back.

"Hurry up. Murong Ke said coldly.

"Bad scenery. Qingqiu muttered when he was sick, and walked forward with his stump legs.

The escort team who came to Penglai Mountain was wearing a flag embroidered with the angry purple dragon emblem of the Shangguan family.

Murong Ke estimated that the escort team was going to come to investigate, and was about to step forward to inform the intention, but who knew that a person who looked like a leader glanced at her lightly, gave her a gentle hand, and led the team to hurry by.

Qingqiu's eyes widened in surprise, "You know Shui Luo, what kind of friendship do you two have?" he asked Murong Ke, "You dare to come to this place often, and the guards don't check on you." ”

Murong Ke didn't know what was going on, he only felt inexplicable.

There is no way to answer the question that Qingqiu is sick.

Whatever, as long as Qingqiu is sick and handed over to Shuiluo, no matter how she falls, she will have a matter on her mind.

They continued to walk along the path that the guards had come, and in front of them was the Ling Immortal Pavilion towering above the huge cliff.

They had already climbed a very high mountain, but now Murong Ke still needed to raise his head when he saw Ling Immortal Pavilion from afar, constantly improving, elevating, and elevating. The head is almost parallel to the sky to see the top of the pavilion.

She saw rocks and trees, sun-covered mountains, and light mist surrounded by clouds. Then she noticed the more magnificent pavilions on the heights, embedded in the steep cliffs, on which they were like the troubles of transcending the rolling red dust and the world.

"Ling Immortal Pavilion. She heard Yu Wenguang mutter, obviously shocked.

Qingqiu's sickly sharp voice interjected: "It seems that people who want to be immortals are quite withdrawn and don't like to be companions, if you plan to ask me to climb so high, then just kill me here." ”

Murong Ke looked at Qingqiu's illness and knew that he didn't mean to delay time, it was not easy for him to climb here with a disabled leg and foot.

"Look, ma'am, there's a rope hanging there, and it's supposed to be a lifting mechanism. Yu Wenguang pointed to one place and said.

The three of them rushed over, the elevator was just a few simple wooden rows, there were no guardrail handles, the ropes came from the top of the cliff that could not be seen, and looking down, it was an abyss.

"Forget it, I chose to climb up, my legs are sharp. Qingqiu said that he was sick.

Murong Ke stepped on the wooden raft, and in the mountain wind, Murong Ke, who was hanging in the air, swayed lightly with the wind, and the green hill was sick and dizzy.

Yu Wenguang glared angrily after Qingqiu's illness, and his intention was obvious.

Qingqiu was sick and trembling and climbed up, he sat on the wooden raft, his hands were tightly grasping a wooden raft, and Yu Wenguang also stepped up.

Murong Ke gently pulled the string next to the wooden chop, and a crisp bell sounded from far away.

The rafts swayed and began to pull up.

"No wonder the Shangguan family has been guarded by Penglai Lingxian Pavilion for generations, even the immortal army can't fight it. Qingqiu gasped for breath, glanced down at the low-level abyss that seemed to be a deep call to him, and quickly closed his eyes.

A chubby man in the shape of a manager was waiting for them, a warm smile on his face.

Murong Ke was in a fog.

And the Lingxian Pavilion in front of him is much bigger than what you can see when you look up below, Lingxian Pavilion itself is on the top of the Dan Cliff, and there are several peaks around it, which are connected by arm-thick iron cables, presumably the back and forth between them is a treading rope volley.

On the Feiyan Waterfall on the Lingxian Pavilion, there are pavilions and pavilions, and dozens of disciples who are dressed in the same uniform are practicing their swords on the wide sword testing platform.

"Mrs. Buyan, please come here. The fat manager was enthusiastic and generous, and brought Murong Ke and the others into a hall.

"Our pavilion master is not at home, what can you tell me. The fat manager opened his mouth first.

Murong Ke had no choice but to explain his intention simply, and finally pointed to the tip of Qingqiu's sick nose and said, "It's him, trying to murder my child, please ask the Lord of the Shuiluo Pavilion to uphold justice." ”

The fat manager nodded slightly, "Ling Immortal Pavilion has never asked about worldly affairs, but my family pavilion master has an explanation, since this matter involves a dispute between the two families, Ling Immortal Pavilion will take over your lawsuit." ”

"It's better to get a life sentence, and it's good to live with you. Qingqiu looked around when he was sick and said nonchalantly.

"Then you can't live," said the fat steward, smiling, "our dungeon can be under this abyss, and if you are guilty, you will have to live somewhere." ”

Qingqiu shuddered when he was sick.

"It's not fair, you know, the Shangguan family and the Buyang family jointly bullied my poor disabled person. "Qingqiu is sick and protests.

"This is really wronged, this is the first time I have met Mrs. Buyang, our pavilion master and Mrs. Buyang, I'm afraid we haven't met yet, how can we get to know each other?" said the fat manager.

"I don't know you, but I think it's like an old friend, and you seem to have already decided that I'm guilty. ”

The fat manager completely ignored Qingqiu's sick protests, and he reminded him with kindness, "You, it's better to talk less when you're in front of our pavilion master, if you're not careful, maybe I'll throw you directly into the dungeon from here, it is said that it will take half an hour to land, do you want to try?"

Qingqiu is sick and closes his mouth.

"What about me?" Murong Ke asked, "Do you need to stay and testify?"

"No need madam, you are free, you can stay for a few days if you want to play, and if you don't want to play, you will be sent down the mountain, you see?"

Murong Ke happily glanced at Qingqiu You's illness, and said to the fat manager, "Then I won't bother, and the Northern Underworld City must also hurry up to prevent those little foxes from making trouble." ”

After speaking, Murong Ke didn't even take a seat in Lingxian Pavilion, and turned to leave.

gave Qingqiu a gorgeous back when he was sick.