The roe deer raised its head, let out a long cry of joy, and rubbed its head against the girl's soft chest, and the joy was not visible at all, that it had been shot with an arrow.

On the hill, the fog is heavy.

The girl's giggles spread through the mist.

The sun has set and night has fallen.

"The fog in Songshan should be broken by the 'Pure Heart'. Next to the small fire, Xu Qingyan rubbed her eyebrows, the hat was taken off by her, and she put it in her hand at will, the breeze blew, the flames swayed, she put the compass on her knees, and gently recited the mantra of the pure heart formula, she was just the beginning, and the power she used was completely different from all the cultivators.

Even the small mountain master of Luojia Mountain, Fuyao, could not be as complete as Xu Qingyan and used the divine driving method.

If it is successfully driven, then even the smallest method can make a huge difference.

Even if the "Qingfeng Technique" is driven by divinity and successfully performed, it may evolve into the "Great Dragon Scroll" in the hands of great cultivators!

The only flaw in using the divine nature is that it consumes too much, and other than that, it is difficult to succeed.

Like Ning Yi, the method of instilling divinity in a desperate sword body is almost unprecedented, and the power of handing out a sword of divinity depends entirely on the number of divinity.

There is no failure in this kind of unreasonable handing of the sword, and the worst outcome is that the lack of divinity leads to the dumbness of the sword qi.

Xu Qingyan closed his eyes, and the compass in his hand trembled slightly.

She was constantly reciting the method of "Pure Heart" in her heart.

"If the heart is clear, the sky will not fall, and the heart will not be shocked, and the sky will not be shocked."

The fog around her began to sweep around her.

The stupid roe deer that buried its head beside the girl, almost sleepy, suddenly raised its head vigilantly, sniffed its nose, and seemed to be aware of the changes in the vitality of the surrounding heaven and earth.

Xu Qingyan frowned suddenly.

She also seemed to sense that something was wrong.

His divinity was successfully released through the Pure Heart Technique, and the mist on the mountain was indeed dispelled by the divinity, but it seemed to attract something unclean.

All things have spirits, seek good fortune and avoid evil.

Xu Qingyan frowned, she subconsciously held the longbow with one hand, and with the other hand, she had already pulled out an arrow from the arrow basket extremely smoothly.

Sit on the ground, take arrows, take a bow, and shoot them.

She repeated this action many times in the East Chamber.

"Whoosh-"

The sound of sharp arrows piercing through the silence of the mountain.

After shooting this arrow, Xu Qingyan's ears came with a sharp sound of breaking the air, and with the reaction force of this arrow, her whole body fell backwards, rolled sideways, and where she was sitting just now, a pit exploded in an instant.

What is it?

Xu Qingyan raised his head, his face was tense, staring at a huge ghost fire in the direction where his arrow shot out, when he first saw it, it was just a faint and small "firelight" in the distance, and in the next moment, he had already come to the nearby mountain, and was sweeping towards him at an extremely unbelievable speed.

There are not many wisps of divinity hidden in the arrow, because the detached divinity that Xu Qingyan can control is not proportional to the "treasure" in her body, and she can only use a very small amount of divinity.

It's all in that arrow—

The arrow dissolved at high speed before it was close to the huge ghostly fire that was the thickness of three or four people hugging each other, like a burning firework, and it exploded with a "bang", splashing an invisible barrier.

The ghostly fire suddenly hovered, and it was on the hill opposite Xu Qingyan.

The girl, who had already entered the combat stance, did not forget to pick up her hood and press it on her head, the veil swaying.

Xu Qingyan's eyes were cold, she stared at the ghost fire in the distance, she saw clearly what gods and ghosts were hidden inside, and she also understood where the pit in front of her came from.

The pit burned with blue flames.

The sound of breaking the wind just now was shot from the ghostly fire, a huge "ghost fire", wrapped in a withered body, which looked like a human being, with a long and narrow twisted horn on the head, the neck was raised, and wisps of flame brewed in the mouth, condensing into a small blue vortex.

"Limei, born in the cold and foggy land of the north, where it is, within a radius of a mile, will give birth to mist, and the body will be forever burning with cold fire, if it is surrounded by flames, it will be burned by cold, turned into ice sculptures, and shattered. Xu Qingyan lowered his head, and sure enough, in the pit, the flames slowly disappeared, and the surface of the pit had formed sonorous ice.

It's a demon.

And it's an extremely rare demon.

Xu Qingyan finally understood why the fog began to appear here, and it turned out that he had followed the bell here, and accidentally strayed into the territory of Limei?

This big demon, he is not an opponent, I'm afraid it will be difficult to escape.

The layman has not yet appeared

Xu Qingyan frowned, thinking hard about a question.

She still didn't understand that the Songshan Hunting Ground, with its clear territory, marked the area of big demons and fierce beasts, she could be sure that the area she was in now would never be infested by demon clans.

Where does this "detachment" come from?

unless

The ghostly fire hovering on the hill, wrapped in a dry "detached", the first horned fire demon, with cold eyes, glanced at the Terran girl in the distance, confirmed that this was just an ordinary person who did not know how to practice, so he removed his mind and put all his mental strength behind the girl, in a certain direction in the dark shadows.

The blue flame in his mouth, burning and boiling, blooming, booming, roared and spit out by him—

The fog swept away.

Xu Qingyan, who covered her face with her hands, was blue in front of her, the impact of the flames rubbed her hat, and a small section of her robe, the sound of clattering ice chips, the black shirt was instantly washed away by the cold fire, completely annihilated, and the huge impact force shook her feet off the ground and flew backwards.

In this moment.

Xu Qingyan's body was slightly lighter.

Someone grabbed her by the waist.

There was a neighing of horses in her ears.

When the horse's mane jumped high and landed again, there was a young girl with a hat and soap swaying on the horse's back, and the "young man" who wrapped his arms around the girl's waist, dressed in a thin light shirt, seemed to be doing it with ease, without the slightest rudeness.

Beyond the cold blue flame, the young man let go of Xu Qingyan's waist, and with the reins in his other hand, the horse snorted fiercely, without fear, raised his head, and looked up at the "Leaving Charm" in the night sky, full of fighting spirit.

Xu Qingyan was a little stunned.

That man was just too eye-catching.

His hair was tied in a simple bun, his face was pale to a little sickly, his sword eyebrows were starry, he was called the wind god Yushu, his thin light shirt was draped over his body, slightly open, and a wine jug was tied around his waist.

None of these are the most remarkable.

In front of the young man, a big beauty curled up with her hands on her elbows and a lazy expression.

The expression of the woman in red was a hint of laziness, her hair was scattered and drooping, and when she looked at Xu Qingyan, a trace of surprise seemed to flash in her eyes, and her lips babbled slightly.

If you say that Xu Qingyan's beauty is a kind of beauty that you don't know as a captivating city.

Then the woman in red in the young man's arms at this moment exudes another kind of beauty.

It's the kind of beauty that is so beautiful that it acts wantonly, doesn't hide, doesn't cover up, and doesn't look abrupt.

It is when the peaches are ripe and picked, plump and slender, clear and enchanting.

Not a single point, not a single point.

Seeing such a beauty, Xu Qingyan was slightly stunned.

What surprised her even more was that the young man sitting on horseback, who seemed to be sickly and depressed, but had a long sword, a narrow knife, a hunting bow, and three weapons hanging from his waist, all yellowed and old, and seemed to have gone through a long time.

"I've lured the Charm here, and it stands to reason that there should be no one here today. The young man looked at Xu Qingyan and frowned, "Who are you?"

Before Xu Qingyan could speak, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the blazing brilliance, and hurriedly said, "Be careful!"

At this moment, the ghostly fire hanging over the mountain trembled again.

The withered figure, his chest suddenly bulged, and with a thud, he slammed into him—

Like a magnificent meteor, it crosses a thrilling curve.

The young man who was sitting on the white horse, expressionless, pressed one hand on the hilt of the knife, and said softly to the woman in front of him, "Close your eyes." ”

The woman in red obediently closed her eyes.

A ray of light slashed by—

Xu Qingyan didn't close her eyes, she saw this scene.

The ghostly fire that came from the collision slammed into the narrow knife that the young man had drawn head-on.

Leaving the charm to practice the cold fire, ten years of dark green, a hundred years of blue, a thousand years of purple and ten thousand years of red, there is no such thing as ten thousand years of separation from the charm in the world, but in the blazing fire, the whole body is blue, with a hint of purple, this is a demon that is close to a thousand years!

It's just cut in two!

The young man's sword flew by, and he was so calm that he put the knife into its sheath.

The flames of the Charm swept away, and the fog around them slowly dissipated.

The withered figure, when it ran out of life, turned into a flame, slowly burned, frozen into an ice sculpture, and then shattered, clattering into powder.

The two horns fell to the ground.

The young man turned over and dismounted, picked up the two horns that had been in rank for a thousand years, and pocketed them.

Xu Qingyan froze in place, not knowing what to say.

She pointed to the powder on the ground, and then to the young man's waist.

"The horns of the charm and the use of soaking wine can nourish and warm the body. The man looked at the woman in the hood who did not know her appearance, and said calmly: "Limei is suspicious by nature, if you want to take off its horns, you must do it when it is not dead, I shoot arrows to arouse anger, pretend to be invincible, lure it here, if I know that there is someone here, I will change directions." ”

Xu Qingyan just hummed in a low voice.

"Still have questions?"

Xu Qingyan shook his head.

"Very well, it's my turn to ask you. ”

The young man raised his eyebrows, he handed his waist bag to the woman in red sitting on horseback, and gently admonished: "Honglu, keep it properly, and I will simmer the medicine for you when I go back." ”

The woman hummed heavily, took her waist bag, and was full of joy.

The young man turned his head.

"What's your name, and how come I've never heard of you?"