On the Fengshen platform, although most people saw that there was no excitement to see for the time being, they were still reluctant to leave, as if they could not straighten their waists after tea and dinner without getting first-hand information, as if they could not prove that they had witnessed this amazing Shentian Sword Conferation. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

First the wind and smoke spectrum came into the world, and then the demon tower changed, and now the water mirror is inexplicably broken, and the whereabouts of the nine teenagers in the tower are unknown, the most surprising thing is that before the water mirror cracked, the strange and inexplicable ghostly singing, and now it is really eventful.

Gongyi Xiu pinched his palm, and his finger bones were faintly white. Yichen looked at the man's tense side face with some concern, but he also knew that he had not seen those people safe, and no amount of explanation was superfluous.

Ning Hao's heart was also anxious. She even regretted that she hadn't shirked so quickly yesterday when she knew that she had followed the four of them into the tower. Although it would be useless for her to go, at least, she didn't have to be like now, she didn't know what was going on in the tower, she could only be in a hurry outside.

In such a time of panic and worry, all kinds of ups and downs, laughter and tears of the past ten years, one scene after another, continue to cross the eyes. Compared with this, some time ago, how ridiculous it was that she was jealous in her selfish heart and had a long relationship with her children. Now her only wish was to see the four of them come out of the tower safely.

Surely, be at peace.

Inside the Demon Tower, the seventh round turns to the bottom floor.

Holding the young man's body was a pair of slender and powerful men's hands.

Qing Huan's tears rolled down like pearls in an instant, looking at the silver-haired man in front of him, and at the dying boy in the man's arms. Even without time to rejoice in the desperate situation, her heart was filled with heartache and worry.

There was also anger in Qiantang's eyes, and his left palm touched the heart of Chengyao, and the majestic spiritual power surged in. When the young man's injuries were found to be heavy, his heart trembled. With such a serious injury, he still supported it to such an extent......

When the situation in the city is settled, Qiantang will quickly protect the hearts of the other two teenagers.

Qing Huan held Cheng Yao and let him snuggle into his arms. She blinked desperately, trying to see his face. But the more she blinked, the blurred her eyes became, and the tears couldn't stop falling on the boy's face. She didn't bother to wipe her tears, so she hurriedly wiped the young man's cheeks, but the more she wiped them, the more she felt that the back of her hand felt like rain.

Cheng Yao's hand pressed slowly and gently on her hand. She always thought that it was the most beautiful pair of hands in the world. The fingers are slender, the nails are shiny, and the phalanges are strong but not obtrusive. Whether it's skin color, size, or the ratio of nails to finger length, it's just right and flawless. But now, these hands are stained with blood, and it is powerless to wipe her tears.

Cheng Yao reluctantly raised his head and said softly: "Huan'er, don't cry." ”

His voice was hoarse, and Qing Huan shed a string of tears again and hugged him more gently.

With the appearance of Qiantang, the woman in red with a hideous posture in mid-air was like petrification, and she did not make any movement in the air.

After 3,000 years, when I see this haunting face again, how to distinguish tonight and yesterday, what is obsessed and what is false. The people are like us, and so is she, what remains unchanged is hostility, resentment, and anger; What has changed is his gorgeous hair, her body.

This green silk, but for her to be stained with frost?

This face, this person, she loves and hates very much.

The woman in red looked at the angry face of the man in front of her and laughed softly.

"You've changed." She said, "When you killed me 3,000 years ago, you were still angry. ”

Qiantang's fingerbones tightened, and he said coldly: "Because you deserve to die more than three thousand years ago." ”

"Damn it?" The woman's laughter became even more presumptuous, "Then why are you here alone?" Isn't it because I'm worried that others will hurt me? ”

"Huh." The corners of Qiantang's mouth tugged at a cold smile.

The disciples only knew that they had never seen the smiling face of the Thousand Hall Immortal Venerable, but they didn't know that his smile at this moment was far more cold on the back of his back than when he didn't smile.

Wei Xi looked at him, but the smile on his face also widened.

Qiantang looked at the woman in red in mid-air, and spoke slowly, "I also care about my own reputation, and I don't want the stain of three thousand years ago to be known. ”

Because of his misbelief, he was tired of hundreds of fellow Daoists who died tragically at the hands of demons. This is a sin that he will not be able to pay off in his life.

Xiao Xi's eyes darkened slightly, but in just a moment, her eyes glowed with a fire-like light, and the smile on her face became more unbridled and the laughter was more continuous.

"Three thousand years ago, it was because of different positions." Qiantang interrupted her, "So now, why?" ”

"Now ......" the gentle voice was accompanied by a smile, but it was the cruelest words to say, "I just want you to be miserable......"

"Want me to be miserable?" Qiantang smiled coldly, and without the slightest warning, stabbed a sword into his shoulder.

Qing Huan still hugged Chengyao's body, but when he saw that the air suddenly turned red, the two of them were shocked. Yun Xiao's eyes were tightly closed, leaning on Lonely Stream's shoulder, but Lonely Stream also clearly saw the shocking scene in front of him, and his eyes were wide open.

As if stepping up an invisible staircase, Qiantang stepped on the air with both feet, step by step, towards the nightmare tide. His eyes, looking directly into hers, were dripping with blood from his shoulders.

Wei Xi was also slightly stunned by his sudden move, and the smile on his face finally put away.

Before others could react, he saw Qiantang's long sword suddenly withdrawn, bringing up a string of flying blood flowers, and then, it stabbed into the other shoulder again, and his own body trembled slightly, and then quickly stood firm.

Wei Xi looked at him, his eyes were as cold as iron, but the black hair behind him danced even more wildly, curling and twisting like seaweed, as if he had life.

"You want me to suffer, I take it! If you want this life, take it! Qiantang stood two feet in front of her, every word seemed to burst out from between her teeth, and her voice gradually became high-pitched with anger, "But you shouldn't hurt innocent lives!" There's also a girl, the girl who was with them, where is it! ”

Wei Xizhong laughed again, his face was as bright as the sunset, "Do you think this can calm the resentment in my heart?" The girl...... I've hidden her, and you'll never find her unless you kill me. ”

Qian Tang slowly pulled out the long sword on his shoulder, and the hand holding the sword finally had a slight tremor that was not easy to detect, but the words were still cold and angry, "You, don't force me. ”

"Heh, hehehehe......" As if hearing the funniest joke, Xiao Xi smiled and bent over, almost laughing out of tears, "Don't force you?" What, reluctantly? ”

"Reluctantly?" Qiantang sneered.

"yes, why bother?" The smile on Wei Xi's face became more and more arrogant, "Anyway, three thousand years ago, you have already killed me once, so why not kill me again?" This time, there will be no more children you left for me to save a wisp of my soul, and if I die, I will definitely die completely. ”

Qiantang's eyes trembled heavily, but the long sword in his hand had been thrown to the ground by him, and with a dip of his right palm, the holy sword that fell at the foot of Cheng Yao flew into his palm on its own.

Xiao Xi's eyes also darkened slightly, and his gaze fell on the cold long sword that was completely black.

The scene in front of me is so similar to that of 3,000 years ago. Only this time, the long sword has not yet begun to cry blood, and the heart is even more scarred because of the long time of grinding.

"You're right." Qiantang said, "Eliminate evil / exhaustion, so as not to leave trouble." ”

After saying that, the two of them shot at each other at the same time.

Qing Huan has been watching the battle very nervously, for fear that her side will be affected, and how should she protect the three people who are now seriously injured. However, the battle circle between Qiantang and Nightmare has always been controlled away from them. The four teenagers were kept safe at all times.

Although Qiantang's shoulder was still bleeding, he still clearly had the upper hand in the battle with the nightmare tide. Mo said that the nightmare had been hit hard before, that is, three thousand years ago, and it was also ambushed under its sword. Although Qiantang has been stagnant on the 98th floor of the Fengtian Tower for many years, with his hidden eyes, how can he not see that he has already surpassed more than 100 floors? If he didn't have such strength, he wouldn't dare to let him come alone.

Qiantang's long sword restrained Xiao Xi's figure, and he asked in his mouth: "I'll ask you again, where is Yu Ruo?" ”

Wei Xi sneered, "It's dead! (To be continued.) )