"Special Envoy, please stay for trouble. ”

In the Huai Peak, intertwined, a man stood in front of the treetops with a gloomy face, in front of him was the ancient locust forest of the dragon lying in the pan, the fat man who walked in the panic was drenched in cold sweat, and his footsteps were even more vigorously hit on the stumbling rattan, panting, and his eyes were looking behind him from time to time, walking on the road.

Suddenly he stopped, and his eyes became so ugly that his heartbeat, which was panting like a drum, suddenly stopped.

His pupils shrank, and just a few steps away from him, on the locust tree, the sap of the wood, the silver-white dart, just sank into the branches, turning out a few pieces of bark.

The dart is about three inches long, in a sharp triangle, with a hook on the blade, and there is a rag on the tail of the dart, threading the needle and leading, the man looked at it, and suddenly his face was even pale, and he almost didn't feel anything, and took out a piece of minced meat from his body.

"Tang Hao! Daqi has no grievances or enmity with you, as for the sake of being a famous concubine, are you incompatible with me?"

The fat man, muttering his mouth, already with a huge mouth, felt the blood in his body surging up on his face, and his voice was sharp, like a rooster crowing.

"I naturally have no grievances with Daqi, but I'm afraid that the prince of Daqi doesn't think so, my Tang family has been passed down from generation to generation, and it has been passed down to my generation, whether it is the Jinqi Tang family or the Huainan family palace, there is the shadow of my Tang family, and my Tang family has a marriage, how can it be an ordinary general prince. ”

Tang Hao, the current head of Tangjiabao

A few drops of sweat gradually dripped between his eyebrows, and then along the bridge of his nose, his lips licked the sweat that was not so bitter on his lips, and then there was a small hole between his eyebrows, and then along his eyebrows, his white lips smelled the smell of blood, and he looked at the dart hanging in front of him quietly.

Finally, looking at the dart with clothes, his pupils widened, and the look in his eyes finally stayed at that moment, on the verge of shattering, and finally slowly shattered, looking at the silver needle in front of his head, the silver needle that fell steadily in front of him like a needle, his eyes were gray, and he listened to the subtle sound echoing from his head, first a subtle sound from between the eyebrows, and then this sound, from the moment when the blood line poured out a piece, became faster and heavier.

"You. The last look in his eyes, before he died, his broken pupils were full of disbelief.

The garment dart came out of his hand silently, and among the branches that flew by, the broken locust leaves were all jagged cracks of the same size, evenly rounded.

"Tang Wan, I owe you for my father. ”

The high-spirited eyes, in the afterglow of the setting sun, walked on the boulevard back to the tower, accompanied by a few heavy sighs, even more lonely and melancholy.

Wind and Snow Ridge Canyon

Two figures on a bridge, stepping on the blood of snow hunting, walked in a hurry, planted heavily in front of a huge body divided into two, suddenly, there were a few low thunder sounds in the distance, lightning lightning on the bridge island, there is no boundary between heaven and earth, but fused together, can not distinguish where is the sky, where is the earth.

The sword in his hand, the clear frost fly, the silver glow in his hand sprinkled down, flew into the air, stopped, and twisted the sword qi that fell from the sky like a sword flower, at that moment, in his eyes, there were countless illusory and illusory sword flowers, that in the dawn of the night, on the dazzling sword blade, it broke out, but in an instant, it penetrated the figure that blocked the bridge.

There was lightning and thunder on the other side of Qiaoyu, but on this end it was a snowy night.

The other, whether it is the appearance or the heavy knife with red blood in his hand, looks extremely demonic, the bright red blood is like a dragon wrapped around the blade, and the boiling sword qi on the young man's body erupts strangely, the young man laughed, and the heavy knife slammed on the bloody armor on the snow hunt, the blood shadow in front of him stimulated the hideousness in the young man's eyes, the pair of hideous and terrifying blood-red pupils were even more crazy, and the speed of swinging the knife gradually became faster, even if he swung the knife heavily, making him look powerless.

"Senior Brother Li, there is a thunderstorm ahead. Li Qiantang resolutely put away the frost fly in his hand, and gently brushed the blood-stained sword blade with his fingers.

He raised his eyes slightly, looking up at the golden flash that shimmered in the sky for a long time, hidden deep in the wind and snow, containing tens of thousands of fleeting lights that tore through the sky that was enough to tear.

The smile on his face gradually dissipated, and his expression slowly became solemn

And I don't know how many wind and thunder are undulating in it, and it seems that a thunderstorm has erupted, rumbling into the sky.

And in the center of these thunderstorms, there is a purple thunder pool, only one is suspended in the white bones of the forest, wrapped in the cyan mist of thunder, full of devastation, standing proudly on the rusty rocks in the wind and thunder, enough to see the power of the wind and thunder.

And on those chaotic rocks, each of which can be seen hideous traces left on this rock, on which there are thousands of colors, the sun is shining, as if this clear irregularity on the rock pile, the subtle current, permeated this natural prohibition.

There, there is a huge beast like a sleeping dragon, sitting in the wind and thunder, and the wind and thunder in the sky seem to be deliberately lying in the wind and snow, but when it raises its eyes, it only hears that the wind and thunder in front of it also turned into ashes at that moment, and the pair of young men who rushed to thunder, the frost flew up, and the ice scales returned to their places layer by layer.

"Senior Brother Li, the Wind and Snow Thunder Pan is on it. "Frost Fei will not stop at this moment, the falling snowflakes, the cold air in Frost Fei's sword intent, seems to be brewing a cold air that is even colder than in the snow.

"Frost Flying Sword Technique: Thousands of miles of ice. ”

Under the frost flying sword, the bone-chilling cold air rose to the sky, layer upon layer of thick snow deep into the ankles, the cold air rose up Miaomiao, and finally under the sword, it quickly solidified, and the rock-solid snow surface reflected the strangeness under the snowy night, and burst out with amazing sword intent.

Before he could touch the beast, he first encountered a soft force, which removed part of his strength, and then that power touched the sword surface, as if it had taken away all his strength.

"Blood Drinking Knife Method: Feeding Blood. ”

The boiling bloody qi was higher than the other, but after all, he was only a Yuan Xiang Great Perfection, and the bloody qi that could be triggered in his body was very limited, and at the same time, the astonishing blade that slowly slashed at that layer of power also felt the soft power

Li Shasheng and Li Qiantang's faces were not completely overwhelmed by surprise, and suddenly, their expressions changed drastically, blood drank knives, and frost flew out of the thunder pool, and before they could see clearly, next to the fierce beast, there was obviously an old man sitting with a sluggish expression, looking at everything in front of him in a daze, obviously not feeling any cultivation from his body, but feeling the breath of death on his body.

The sky has turned into twilight, and the pale blue sky has changed to a deep blue, revealing mystery and vastness.

"For the rest of our lives, we are trapped here by this fox. Zhou Xiao looked around vigilantly, just ten minutes ago, Zhou Xiao's eyes were not on the snow covered with wind and snow, but on the fleeting weird golden pupils.

The pair of weird golden pupils that dispersed all the adverse reactions of Zhou Yusheng, although they only appeared for a moment, quickly made Zhou Yusheng's qi and blood wilt, but it was more difficult than before, the pair of gray mist only covered the pupils that erupted with golden light for a second, and then he could no longer suppress the formation of golden lines, and finally collapsed, the last forbidden power brought to him by the Snow Mountain Flying Fox.

"It's not a bad thing to be trapped in the White Fox Realm. The Qingyi Taoist said in a calm tone, his eyes swept over everything as if he had returned to the usual wind and snow, but in front of his eyes was such a picture, wind and snow, Yiren, two people quietly walked in this silver-covered world, when the wind and snow fell on the tips of their hair, shoulders, like a couple from cardamom to fashionable old man.

And in front of them, in front of the endless wind and snow, is a bottomless endless abyss, a pair of white pupils quietly covered in the pitch-black pupils, the world in front of them is replaced by another scene again, obviously it is such a pleasing scene, the backs of two white-haired and ragged shirts, the road ahead is boundless, but I don't know where the road ahead is.

But fortunately, they were holding hands and drifting away in that snowstorm.

"Snow foxes are the most amorous, when their hearts are not opened, they are as cold as the snow in Kunlun, and when a person walks into their hearts, they will fantasize about what will happen ahead, and the white fox world, to put it bluntly, is just the life of the snowy mountain flying fox. The young man said lightly.

"Then should I go over and have a look?" Zhou Yusheng understood the words of the Qingyi Daoist, his road was long, and his cultivation was far away.

The Qingyi Daoist nodded with satisfaction, and as soon as the Qingyi Daoren's voice fell, Zhou Yusheng, who was already in distress, quickly ran to the wind and thunder bones, and then desperately searched for it in the wrench.

Although the wind and thunder bones look cold, they are really warm and comfortable to touch in the palm of your hand.

The entry of this wind and thunder bone. The items in the ring moved a little again, making the huge space even more cramped.

Collected the nearby wind and thunder bones, and just when Zhou Xiao was dumbfounded, Zhou Yusheng made a jaw-dropping move again, in front of Zhou Xiao, sorted out the wind and thunder bones, lined them up, and spent a little time stuffing a very small part of the wind and thunder bones into his sleeve pocket.

I am afraid that the strange effect of this ring will devour the spirit, and it will dilute all the wind and thunder bones that were hard to get.

After doing this scene, Zhou Yusheng's figure only flickered, lightly stepped on a few footprints in the snow, and ran into the distance, Zhou Xiao looked at it, and hurriedly followed, looking at his confident appearance, somehow he had the urge to believe him.