ICP record number: Xiang B2-20100081-3 Internet Publishing Qualification Certificate: Xinchu Network License (Xiang) Zi No. 11 Network Culture Business License: Wen Wangwen [2010] No. 128

Zitong Yao looked at the wind lantern in the sky, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and silently made a wish.

At the moment, she had nothing else to ask for.

I only wish that from now on, every year on this day, she will put a lamp with him like this.

"It's so beautiful, purple disciple, let's go over there and have a look."

The first time Luo Jia saw such a scene, the little girl was just excited, and pulled the purple disciple to the high ridge.

Purple Pupil smiled, and sat down on a mountain rock casually, Beichen also sat down with her, and the servants were interested in it, and retreated far away.

The two sat side by side, looking up at the wind lanterns in the sky like stars.

"I don't know, where will these wind lanterns fly?"

"They're not stars at all, but they're going to fall."

……

The grass behind them shook suddenly, and then fell calm again.

Then, there was a pop.

With the splash of grass and dust, a huge earth dragon emerged from the ground, and opened its mouth to swallow the two of them along with the boulder.

Beichen and Zitong seemed to be completely unaware, still looking at the wind lanterns in the sky.

Click!

There was a piercing muffled sound, the sound of the earth dragon sharp stone fangs coming together.

The hard boulder was immediately bitten in half, and the rubble splattered.

On the grassy slope behind the mountain, an astrologist dressed in black just raised the corners of his lips when he looked at such a scene.

"This is the so-called head of the three kings of the academy, the rookie king?!"

Hmph, what else are you talking about how these two people are absolutely wise and very masterful, and as a result, they are so vulnerable?!

His tone was full of disdain.

As soon as the black-clothed star sorcerer's voice fell, a voice that was even more contemptuous and sarcastic than him came from behind him, "I thought that the Venus Killer of the Dark Blood Regiment had at least some brains, but it turned out that he was just a stupid pig. ”

The sorcerer was taken aback and turned his face sharply.

In front of him, purple rays flashed.

There was already an extra face in front of him, that face was delicate and captivating, but a pair of purple eyes were full of calm.

Zitong took a step forward and lightly withdrew his scalpel, "I knew you were so stupid, I didn't even bother to do it." ”

The sorcerer opened his mouth, but without uttering a word, he fell to the ground weakly, his body falling to the ground, and the cut wound on his neck parted and blood spurted outward.

"Young lady......" When the blood droplets on the tip of the purple pupil knife slowly dripped down, on the grassy slope, a servant had already shouted in her direction and ran over, "Oh no......"

"What's going on?" Purple Hitomi raised her face to look at the other party.

"Purple ......," the servant gasped and stopped a step in front of her, "Purple and Miss Luojia are out...... Something happened! ”

As he spoke, in his right hand, a bruised knife was silently clenched in his sleeve.

"What's going on?" Purple Hitomi asked urgently.

"Just now, there was a killer ......"

The servant whispered, saying the word "kill", and his right hand was already as fast as lightning, like a ghost, and stabbed strangely like a ghost, and the poisonous knife stabbed fiercely into the chest of the purple pupil.

He was fast, but Purple Pupil was faster than him.

His knife had not yet touched the hem of Purple Pupil's clothes, and Purple Pupil's left hand had already been raised, until the arm reached the height it should have, and the Breeze Flowing Cloud Blade appeared between his fingers.

Burst!

There was a muffled sound, and the purple pupil's knife had just pierced the man's clothes, and the servant's body had already flown upside down.