A near-vague figure galloped non-stop from a distance of thousands of miles, but its silhouette could be faintly discerned, with a faint breath, and the dust raised by the horses haunted him as if he could not breathe. His eyes were deep, staring in the direction of the cliff on the other side.

According to the figure, it can be seen that this is a tall man, his face is covered with a bewitching white lotus mask, as if he is a bewitching demon in the dark, the pool water is cold, the moonlight is cold, and the enchanting bloom alone, blooming with endless brilliance, it is so suffocating and charming. The slender, bony palms glow with a jade-like color, and the pink nails stretch out but slowly remove the hidden gaze, becoming deeper and deeper.

An ancient robe engraved with dark lines made his body more and more slender, trimmed with gold wire, very delicate, very luxurious. When the black mist filled, his whole person suddenly sank into an abyss from which he could not extricate himself, surrounded only by coldness and light, sin and desire. The hand stretched out, no one clasped it. He, because of it, sank.

The mask of the enchanting white lotus covered the entire face, and when I looked at it, there was only a pair of dark purple pupils, very deep and deep, but overflowing with broken light, as if it was a hazy water light from far away, which was gently crushed, and when the floating gold was scattered, it was slightly gloomy and heavy. I don't know what I thought, those deep and beautiful eyes shimmered and gentle.

A long black hair hung down to the ankles, and the ends of the hair were tied, and at this time the hair was like a charming and bewitching flower, which was extremely delicate and beautiful, as if there was a faint fragrance.

It is said that when the flowers on the other side become more and more intense, the fragrance of the memory will continue to seep out, captivating people's hearts and souls, and dragging people into the bottomless pit that does not see the light of day.

However, he did not regret it, if he could get that other flower, he was willing to give all his life. Just because she is all he has, even if she doesn't understand it yet.

Soon, it's almost to the other side of the cliff, no matter what, the other side of the flower is bound to win.

Because the flower on the other side is very precious in the Falling Rain Continent, not only because it is rare, but also because it can be used as a medicinal material. According to legend, the flower is a very, extremely valuable medicine, which can be used to eliminate all kinds of diseases, and the kung fu of martial artists is even better. That's why there are a lot of people who come here. There are also many who want to take possession of it.

Murong Xue below raised her chin and smiled crisply, "It seems that everyone is not afraid of death, since this is the case, I will be a good person to fulfill you!" ”

Facing Murong Xue is quite jealous, not only because she is unrecognizable when she wears a mask, but also because no one knows her origin. If it weren't for those ancient hermit families, it would be better to say, in case she was a member of the hermit family, for them, they would not be able to afford to provoke them, and the consequences were not something they could bear. Even in the rain falling continent, they can be arrogant and walk sideways. Provided, of course, that the people in the hermit family's forces did not interfere.

Fear is one thing, when the desire swells to a certain extent, all fear will cease to exist, and the so-called fear is only a hypothesis.

Many people understand the principle of shooting a bird in the head, but in this world, there will always be many fools who want to take a leap of thought even though they know the result.

"What a big breath! I don't know when such an arrogant person appeared in this territory, you kid, your kid's guts are quite fat. The strange voice of yin and yang came from a scrawny old man, wearing a thick sweater cloak and a black hat on a hot day, and he couldn't see half of his body up and down. The sound was like pinching a duck's throat, and it was very hoarse. Murong Xue raised an eyebrow, and followed the prestige, and the old man who called himself Jin Biao was also looking at her gloomily.

Murong Xue searched in her brain and found out the origin of this person. This Jin Biao is also a well-known figure in Liuli Country, and he is given the name of a ghost envoy, just because he has practiced a very powerful poisonous skill, and it is said that his last move is even more powerful