The sky carried a blazing pillar of ice blue light and smashed straight into the mountainside, so that all kinds of animals in the surrounding forests and grasses who were looking up to observe this scene scattered and fled, as if they would be swallowed by this ice blue in the blink of an eye, the ice blue pillar of light all submerged into the mountainside in the blink of an eye, and the torn sky slowly recovered as before, and the Beifeng Mountain regained its previous calm and darkness, as if the scene just now had not happened.

Thousands of miles away, a peak towering into the sky between the white mist, a white-robed and white-haired old man sat cross-legged and closed his eyes, as if sensing the vision of the north, he opened his eyes that had been closed for a long time, raised his hand and gently stroked the beard that grew to his chest, looked at the north, and showed a smile of relief, thrush, my father-in-law can only help you to this step, I hope you can get what you want.

In the afternoon, the autumn breeze is gentle, the sky is blue, the sun is mild and slightly chilly, Beifeng Mountain has already taken off its green coat and put on a new yellow dress, half of the mountainside is a piece of emerald green in the middle of the mountains, which is particularly conspicuous among the golden yellow of the mountains and fields, and this emerald green seems to be still spreading to the surroundings.

If you look closely, the fallen leaves, which have already withered and withered, are dyed with green, and in the late autumn season, the branches are dotted with green shoots that should only be seen in spring. The withered and dying weeds and plants on the hillside seem to have been breathed with new vitality and miraculously resurrected.

In a small open meadow without trees in the revival of the mountain forest, a luxurious but broken carriage was quietly parked on the edge of the open meadow near the woods, and the horse pulling the cart was nowhere to be seen, only the broken reins remained. Near the carriage lay about twenty men in black suits, large traces of blood had dried up and turned black, staining the bare ground and the weeds that had not yet had time to turn green. It is not difficult to see that there was a fierce battle here not long ago.

Chu Yun'er slowly opened her eyes, the light was dim, and she was blurry, blinking her big misty eyes, trying to recall, and her lost brain was ashamed to be clear.

Yes, just now in the ancient tomb, she flew, and then the light emitted by the ancient jade seemed to roast her, and then ......

Looking at the sky in front of him in confusion, the marshmallow-like clouds in the blue sky can be vaguely seen through the branches.

Where is this? Is it already out of the ancient tomb? What about cousins and cousins?

The neck felt sore and painful, and moved slightly, Chu Yun'er groaned uncomfortably, "Hey...... Ah, who gave me such a high pillow and wanted to die."

Sit up slowly with your hands on the carpet below, kneading the cervical vertebrae at the back of your neck with one hand, while looking at your environment. The boxy space was not narrow, with wooden walls, no roof, and one door that was probably for entry and exit, except for a broken gray curtain that seemed to be stained with blood, hanging on one side of the door, fluttering in the breeze. Outside the door, there seemed to be a forest, and in the quiet and peaceful, you could faintly hear the cheerful calls of various birds.

Under the door curtain, a pair of ancient cotton boots of the same color and style as in the ancient tomb came into Chu Yun'er's eyes, and moved up along the line of sight of the feet wearing cotton boots, and it was a man in ancient costume, Chu Yun'er was so frightened that she stood up suddenly, her body was lying on her back in a posture for a long time without moving, and her feet seemed to be pricked with countless small needles, and her numb feet did not stand firmly, causing her to accidentally fall and lie on the man's chest.

The man's body was stiff without a trace of softness, and when he raised his eyes, he happened to see the man's smooth and gray-white forehead.

Frightened, he stood up carefully again against the wall, and the qiē in the square space was unobstructed. There is a gray plush carpet under his feet, and a man in ancient costume who seems to have no vital signs and a slender figure lies vertically, his long black hair is not pulled up, and he is scattered on the carpet on his head, his knife-like cheeks are pale and gray, his sword eyebrows fly obliquely into his sideburns, his narrow eyes can only see two thick eyelashes, the bridge of his nose is high, his purple-black thin lips are pursed, he is wearing a long brocade robe with black narrow sleeves, the neckline is turned out and the cuffs of the hoop are outlined with gold silk threads to outline the auspicious cloud pattern, and a pair of slender and slender sleeves outside the narrow sleeves. The knobred hands were as grayish white as the cheeks, and a black belt embroidered with a golden cloud pattern was tied with a pendant made of yellow silk threads that resembled a Chinese knot, and a piece of jade was tied in the middle of the yellow silk knot, with a yellow tassel hanging from the bottom.

It turned out that he died of poisoning, judging from the color of his lips Chu Yun'er that this man may have died of poisoning, but it's a pity, looking at the face shape and facial features, he looks good, if he opens his eyes, he must be very handsome.

Squatting down gently, Chu Yun'er carefully stretched out her hand to probe the man's snort, no snort, and leaned over to press the man's chest with her left ear, listened for a while, there was no heartbeat, and she stared at the man's gray face with great regret and sighed: "There is no heartbeat, unlucky handsome guy, I didn't mean to disturb you, you can rest slowly!" ”

After saying that, he cautiously moved to the door and jumped out of the carriage. Even though Chu Yun'er, who had entered many ancient tombs and seen dried corpses and dead people, was shocked by the scene in front of her, her eyes widened.

What kind of person would be so cruel, more than twenty black-clothed people fell around, a large area of blood on the ground had dried up and turned black, and there was a disgusting smell in the air, Chu Yun'er walked around, and found that it was all fatal with a knife in the throat, and some of the black-clothed people still had unfocused eyes open, and they didn't blink their eyes.

And the square space where I and the poisoned male corpse just now didn't know how long I was lying was a broken carriage, the top of the carriage was flattened by some sharp weapon or blade, and the roof of the carriage had been shattered into several pieces under a tree not far away.

On the grass closest to the carriage lay on his back a young man wearing silver-white armor with his eyes soaked in blood, an extremely long knife wound on the left side of his face slashed obliquely from his eyebrows and eyes to the corners of his mouth, and the blood oozing from the wound stained the entire left side of his face, which was conspicuous in the black-clothed crowd, not a fatal knife in the throat, but no less than a dozen knife wounds on his legs and arms, and the center of his chest seemed to have been stabbed several times, no blood flowed out again, leaving only a few black dry blood holes, and he still held a silver-white long sword tightly in his right hand, "Tut-tut......" Chu Yun'er couldn't help but sigh in her heart, she could imagine the tragic scene of this person who was loyal to the Lord before his death, and resisted desperately with one enemy.

She couldn't bear to observe any longer, Chu Yun'er quickly bypassed the meadow, she didn't know where to go, she just wanted to stay away from here as much as possible.

Sure enough, it is a Chinese kung fu that is famous for China's 5,000-year-old culture! Look at this destructive power, this lethal power.

Chu Yun'er secretly rejoiced while remembering, fortunately, when she crossed over, they were all finished, otherwise she lost her life here and maybe she would have to cross again, at that time, she only had her soul to wear, not to wear, and she may never be able to go back, a blessing in misfortune.

There was no doubt that when she saw the blood-stained meadow in front of her and the men in black who were fatal with a single stab, she was sure that she had traveled back in time. Unexpectedly, the popular style of the 21st century was verified by her again.