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From the top of the mountain came a heart-rending roar. Xiang Yan leans on a dwarf pine on the edge of a cliff. Look up. Suddenly, I felt a throbbing pain in my heart. It was as if a sharp blade had slashed through her heart.

It was a voice all too familiar to her. After all, it has been with her for years. After all, it was still lingering in her ears not long ago.

"Brother Yan...... "Don't think about it. She already knew that Yan Qing must have had an accident. No. It should be said that distress is expected.

Dead Valley. The power of one person. Facing hundreds of people who have a good kung fu foundation. You want to fight your way out of the encirclement unscathed. Unless a miracle happens. No. It's a miracle.

A white figure descends from the sky. Long black hair messy in the cold mountain wind. Yan Qing could no longer see a single black demonic qi on his body. His face was extremely pale. It's just closing your eyes at the moment. There was no other action. Let yourself fall down the cliff. There was a sense of relief and relaxation in his expression.

Yan Qing fell very quickly. But Xiang Yantian still caught the expression on Yan Qing's face in a short moment. That kind of expression was something she had never seen on Yan Qing's face. Such loneliness and helplessness. In her impression. That man is supposed to be in danger no matter what danger he encounters. All problems will be solved in his hands. He is synonymous with strength and never giving up.

"Brother Yan." Xiang Yan wanted to reach out and grab Yan Qing who had fallen off the cliff. But the pine tree she was in was a little far away from where Yan Qing fell. Even though she's done everything she can to fly that way. Still couldn't hold him in time. Just fingertips touching the sleeves of his wide coat.

The moment it touches. The kind of surprise in Xiang Yan's heart was indescribable. But after a touch of the fleeting . The loss and fear were more intense than before. It drowned her like a tidal wave. Makes her stunned in the air. I was at a loss for a while.

Fortunately, reason eventually triumphed over panic. In the blink of an eye, Xiang Yantian clearly distinguished the priority of the matter, and the top priority was to save Yan Qing.

Yun Zong's stepping on the clouds is really a peerless light skill that stands alone in the world. Even on top of this cliff. Just by the occasional sparse pine tree that pops up. Xiang Yantian also seemed to be walking on the ground. Quickly chased towards Yan Qing, who was constantly falling.

Xiang Yantian clenched his teeth. She kept holding out her hand. I want to rub the white figure in the palm of my hand. But I couldn't help but find that the figure was constantly moving away. At the moment she was in a hurry. Over and over again in my mind, I said, "Hurry up. Hurry up. Faster." For the first time, she felt that the speed of the world's first light skill was so slow. It's like a snail struggling on the ground.

Click

In this moment of racing against time. That damn branch is broken.

Xiang Yantian instantly lost the strength to move forward. One stumbles and falls on a pine tree that grows diagonally. She held out her hand. I want to catch the figure that is about to die. In the end, they can only crawl on the trunk of the tree. Let the tears fill your face.

"Brother Yan"

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In the valley. Zheng Kai, who was dressed in red, looked at the young man in white who was walking towards him. The anger on his face was undisguised. Three steps and two steps rushed in front of the youth. Pointing at the young man's nose and scolding: "Shangguan Yun. You scumbag. You said I would let them go as long as they win."

Shangguan Yun was not angry either. He gently picked up the folding fan in his hand. He smiled and said, "Senior brother. You also know that I only brought a dozen people out of the sect this time. There were hundreds, if not thousands, of people surrounding them. It's not that I don't let them go. It's that the martial arts heroes don't want them to leave."

Those dressed in black. People who don't even dare to show their true colors can be called martial arts heroes. However, when it came out of Shangguan Yun's mouth, there was no sense of disobedience.

"You ......" was speechless for a moment. Zheng Kai was so angry that he trembled. Even if he's a big brother. I can't lightly blame the eldest son of the Jiuyang Sect Master, who is so talented. A man who has already been established as the next suzerain.

"And. Shouldn't they still be dead......" Shangguan Yun walked to the end of the gap. Look at the bottomless abyss below. An inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Gee. Yun Zong's step on the clouds. How many people in the rivers and lakes dream of peerless light feats."

That's it. Yun Zong's cloud stepping step is said to be practiced to the deepest realm. Really able to step on the clouds. You can go to everything in the world. Can really be out of the world. If you think about it. Both of them will walk in the clouds. Even if it's still far from the deepest realm. But surviving in this abyss shouldn't be a difficult task.

Zheng Kai's face looked a little better.

However. It's just his ego thoughts. He didn't notice the resoluteness and relief on Yan Qing's face when he broke through the encirclement. It's an expression of no attachment to this world.

Xiang Yantian and Yan Qing have fallen off the cliff one after another. But Shangguan Yun didn't intend to let the two of them go. He looked at the abyss hidden by ethereal clouds. There was a deep light in his eyes. Then narrowed his eyes slightly. Beckoned behind him.

"What do you command?" Elder Zhao, dressed in green clothes, bowed down and walked out.

"You take people down the mountain. To live to see a man, to die to see a corpse. The most important thing is that the magic sword must be obtained."

"Yes. We will live up to our mission."

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I don't know how high this cliff is. This abyss does not know how deep it is. However, Xiang Yantian still fell to the bottom of the abyss. Stepped on the leafy ground.

The abyss is full of tall and dense trees. The dark green foliage covers the land tightly. It's hard to see a ray of sunshine all year round. But there is one place in this abyss that leads nowhere, but not under the shade of the seemingly endless trees. There is a river in the abyss. A river with a fast current.

Xiang Yan searched every inch of land under the cliff. Still didn't find even the slightest trace of Yan Qing. Remembering that face I saw on the cliff. She was ready to accept the worst. But there has been no trace of Yan Qing. It gave her another hope in her apprehension that the man might still be alive.

Searched all the areas where Yan Qing might fall. Xiang Yan didn't let go of the slightest clue. Finally came to this river.

The turbulent river is constantly flowing into the distance. Turned into a white expanse. It is impossible to find traces of whether Yan Qing fell here. Even if it really fell into the river. His qiē must have been drowned by this river a long time ago. It's like being swallowed up by a beast of the wilderness. No trace was left behind.

Looking out at the end of the river. Xiang Yantian's eyes seemed to have a flame extinguished. She lowered her head. The front of the eye is gradually blurred.

However. In the moment when she lowered her head. But a bright light flashed in his dark eyes. Her eyes were drawn to something on the ground.

Next to the white river. It is a gray-black river bank with dead branches and rotten leaves. Behind a rock, a pitch-black sword lay quietly. It's like a black devil is perching in the depths of hell. Gray-black riverbank. How inconspicuous it is. So much so that Xiang Yantian was about to ignore it if he was not careful.

Bend over. Xiang Yan picked up the Feiyan Sword. Gently stroking the scabbard. His eyes were full of reminiscence. Gradually. Hot tears rolled down. Across the face. Drop down your chin to the dead leaves on the ground.

The sword is still there. But the man is gone;

Stand by the river. Facing the wind. Xiang Yantian was crying alone.

I don't know how long I cried. A cacophony of voices gradually came from the abyss. But Xiang Yantian didn't hear it. She just silently watched as the lower reaches of the river could be the man's resting place.

Just when Xiang Yantian's spirit almost collapsed. A hand crept out from behind. Reaching for her slender neck. As if he wanted to pull her into hell - 60906 + djxds + 24759451 - >

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