"Zhou Yusheng, he's fine!"

He urged his sword all the way, and not far from the Purple Fire View Hall, on the path leading to the meditation room.

found Zhou Yusheng who was dozing off, and Kong Xue who was lying next to him, covering Zhou Yusheng's pale face with one hand.

He looked around and soon found that there were traces of formation arrangement outside the Purple Fire View Hall, and the smell of that kind of mechanism was particularly strong.

His face sank completely, for Zhu Ran, who was not proficient in the formation, Zhu Fang tried to kill Zhou Yusheng from under his nose, and he couldn't bear it.

But now that Takekata has been killed, Takekata's true identity will soon be investigated, and apparently after this incident, Takezome wants to get out of the way.

No way

"He's fine, it's just a little overdrawn. ”

With the aura of a living person approaching, Kong Xue's body couldn't help but slowly move closer to Zhou Yusheng's body, until he saw the bamboo dye from the forest, and his vigilant intention was completely relaxed.

"Soyuki, you should know you promised me. His gaze swept over Zhou Yusheng, and after seeing that he was safe and sound, except for some disturbed breath, and no particularly serious external injuries, he calmed down.

"I know, I just want to give him the Lin family's things. The girl's tone was hurried, a little afraid of the cold eyes, and his scrutinizing gaze made her a little nervous.

"You know, it's not so simple to take the Lin family's things. The talisman of this sealing box can't even be seen through by Zhuchen's predecessors, how do you know that this extraordinary thing will not bring killing disaster to Zhou Yusheng. ”

He glanced at Kong Xue coldly, and the indifference in her eyes made her clench Zhou Yusheng's palm, and suddenly intensified a little.

"I see. She hung her head, hurriedly withdrew the sandalwood box in her hand, and said in a panicked tone.

At this moment, the sandalwood box in the girl's hand suddenly slipped out of her arms, and even reached out to grab it, the sandalwood box was like a frightened rabbit, his hands and feet slipped, and he was out of the sight of the empty snow.

The girl's face changed, and she was a little helpless at this sudden scene, and then her face became even paler.

"This thing is really as Zhuchen said, it has a human spirituality. Zhu Dye stroked his snow-white beard like a pen cone, his eyes flashed, and he was a little more sure of what he was thinking.

"Master bamboo dyeing, you see that this box seems to like the rest of your life. ”

The girl's exclamation pulled his contemplative thoughts back, and when he looked at it again, the lively sandalwood box there was rubbing against Zhou Yusheng's cuffs.

Among them, the cyan sandalwood trembled, groping for something in Zhou Yusheng's cuffs, as if Zhou Yusheng had something on his body that made him care.

The cyan light swept from his body, and with a "boom", a cyan rainbow of light rose from the ground, and it quickly drilled into Zhou Yusheng's body.

Not only Kong Xue was stunned, but even the bamboo dye who always looked calm was also stunned.

When the cyan light disappeared from the ground, it did not make any sound in it.

"Master Bamboo Dyeing, you wait. I grabbed it out. ”

The girl just wanted to reach out and touch Zhou Yusheng's body, but she was dyed by the bamboo with a strange expression, and reached out to grab Kong Xue's hands.

Soyuki scratched the air.

"It would be nice if this thing really got into his body, but the way he looked, it looked like it got into his body. Zhu Ran glanced at the empty snow and said lightly.

Kong Xue noticed that the white robe that had been crushed by his five fingers now had one of his sleeves half-hung on the shoulder button, and there was very little possibility that his body could hide things.

On the broken shoulder, there was a shocking five-finger claw mark.

"This kid seems to be looking for me to make good on his promise. ”

He thought about it, and when he turned his head, he didn't have far away from Zhou Yusheng's purpose of going down the mountain this time.

Clearwater Castle

"Yanyan, you bad old man, it's really bad. Slaughter the city for the sake of something. As for it?" his tone was a strange teasing, not much to hide the disdain in his heart.

Jian Wuyan drove the sword hovering in mid-air, surrounded by Beiyu monks wearing snow-white robes and the Beiyu flag written on their chests.

"Brother Wuya is here, it's really a disappointment. Yan Yan, who was in the center, raised his eyes and aimed at Jian Wuyan, and after a while, he slowly spoke.

And after he spoke, the old men around him who were wearing the same robes all remained silent.

Yan Yan's face remained unchanged, and he did not lose his sense of proportion because Jian Wuya deliberately provoked his tone.

He sits in the martial arts of Qingshui City today, and in his gestures, he is full of the assets of the faint king, and the desolate land under the sword is full of the grievances of the people.

"Yan Yan, I can still call you a senior in terms of seniority. Now that you and I are commensurate with each other, Shu Jian really can't afford to be called Brother Wuyan, if outsiders hear it, Jian really can't afford to lose this person. ”

His character is like his sword, he does whatever he wants, kills when he wants, and saves when he wants.

"I still think that the title of Brother Wuya's crazy man is like thunder, and I was fortunate to see it today, only to find out that it is not true to the rumors, obviously she is a sharp-toothed girl, and I want to learn from your master to be a swordsman in the rivers and lakes who lives a happy life. ”

Yan Yan's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and after a long time, he stretched out, but his calm face had a fierce light flashing from his face.

The Beiyu monks who were scattered around him gradually closed towards Yan Yan's position, although most of them had angry expressions on their faces, but this young man who made Yan Yan jealous was enough to make them have nowhere to vent the ruthlessness in their hearts.

"Aren't you afraid that your life will come and you won't have your life to go back? ”

His tone returned to calm, but he didn't know how much secret intent was hidden behind that calm.

He stared at him indifferently, or rather, his gaze was on the sword in his hand

The atmosphere of death and silence shrouded the square, Jian Wuya was silent for a long time, and suddenly took a step forward, this step made the body of the Beiyu monk who was already worried immediately tense, and a mysterious sword intent swept back from his hand.

"In addition to saving my junior brother, looking at you, there is always a feeling of pity for me, of course, don't get me wrong, I just suddenly feel unhappy, I don't want to see you see the city where others live and extinguish it. ”

He exuded a ruffian aura that was not afraid of heaven and earth, standing alone in the wind, still from the crowd, along the gap, pointing to the mantis.

The naked contempt in his eyes, along with the trembling sword in his hand, suddenly in this space, there was a light laugh like thunder.

"You kid with no father and no mother, someone has to teach you a lesson. Yan Yan waved his palm and said coldly: "Leave him!"

The sound of Yan Yan fell, and among the nearly a thousand Beiyu monks on the square, a few white shadows suddenly shot out, and the sword was tense, and the figure had already blocked the entire Qingshui City, and in an instant, the sword was surrounded by boundlessness.

Without the slightest nonsense, these white-robed monks with fierce faces, their hands flipped over, their long swords flashed out, and with a swing of the sword body, more than a dozen sword shadows had quietly fallen.

The tip of a sword, sliding down the thunder angrily on the surface, shuttling through the Beiyu monks who poured in like a wave, the fatal blind spot, the traceless figure was like a blooming brilliant thunder, and the silver light on it suddenly flourished, and then a scream burst out, and the sword blade was haunted by thunder and lightning bursting out.

smashed the upper chest of the flying Beiyu monk, and the strong force directly made the latter's body like paper paste, and the thunder light extended from his lower abdomen all the way up, and at the same time as the other party's eyes were dilated, the silver sword inserted in the abdomen, the palm of his hand was violently forced, and the blade of the sword was pulled out of his body with a "swish".

The Beiyu monk, whose blood had already been drained, directly knocked the corpse away like a cannonball, and finally smashed it heavily on the cave wall, and the boulder behind him quickly spread to cracks, and finally burst open with a bang.

The thin figure hovering in mid-air, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, was dissatisfied with the sword body, obviously the sword did not achieve the effect he expected.

Yan Yan waved his hand, staring coldly at the sword in the air, and his palm suddenly swung down.

"Take him!"

As the voice of the Yan Yan fell, the three old men who came slowly from the center of the Beiyu monks suddenly surged all over their bodies, and the majestic momentum pressure was like an impending thunderstorm, enveloping the entire square!

In front of him, there was a half-empty wooden vine, and the old man led by it, several trunks as thick as water jets erupted from his sleeves, and shot towards the sword qi that surrounded the air.

"The sword is boundless, I can let you go with your master's face, as long as you are willing to leave here. Yan Yan put his hands behind his back, looked up at the sky, and said loudly.

"If you want to kill or chop, you can dispose of it. He rolled his eyes, spread his fingers on the hilt of his sword, and smiled noncommittally.

Looking at Jian Wuyan, who toasted and didn't eat and drink, Yan Yan's face trembled, and he exhaled slowly, his drooping face could no longer hold his breath, his palm slammed down, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Catch him!"

This time, he was really angry.

Where did the people of Clear Water City know what was going on?

Corpses were constantly falling from mid-air, falling from the sky like rain, and the deaths were tragic, and there were no bones left.

When it hits the roof, sawdust splashes out of it, crackling like thunder, and falls into it.

They witnessed the high sky, and only felt that the thunder in the dark clouds in the sky did not stop, but there was no thunder roaring.

You can only smell its shape, but not its people.

This is a vision of a good harvest in the coming year. Under the overpass, the storyteller who was hiding in Tibet with his head in his arms was in tears, but he was holding a silver bowl with bright eyes.

Filled with a mist of blood falling from the sky.

"The blood of the immortals. It's the blood of an immortal!" he greedily sucked at the scent of blood, even though the blood that had been sprinkled drenched on his head as if it had broken his head.

Full of sloppiness, from time to time holding a silver bowl and smirking.

After that battle, Shimizu Castle ceased to exist.

No one knows exactly what happened that night, except for the occasional passer-by, who looked at this desolate dead city and sighed in their hearts.

"Grandpa, why are we here, it looks so desolate. ”

"I don't know. The old man shook his head on crutches.

"I'm useless when I'm old, and I've forgotten where I came. The old man sighed softly, looked sadly at the twilight from afar, and knocked his head along the ancient road where he came.

The wind and sand covered a mottled ancient city.

The grandfather and grandson walked in this wind and sand, gradually moving away.