The person in his arms slowly raised his head, his eyes were extremely attached and stretched out his fingers to wipe the girl's tears, serious gentleness, the slight smile, which made people cry,

He hated, hated the coldness of this world, full of grief and indignation and nowhere to resolve, the figure walked to the door, looked up at the supreme sky, thunder and lightning, wind and rain ruthless, mountains in the distance, a little red light swaying, particularly conspicuous, Zhou Laoxian, his eyes shook violently, his body trembled violently, his head was dizzy, he wanted to fall to the ground, his eyes were like about to spew fire, and he lost his voice, this, this, this, how could it be............

A little red light is like a demon with teeth and claws in the dark night, looking at the world with a cruel smile among the peaks of this vast mountain range.

At that moment, the heavens and the earth rushed like life, and the cry of new life was like a heart full of vitality, and the ancient war song, chanted softly, resounded in the ears.

Knock knock, knock knock, this complex of buildings surrounded by lonely mountains, pavilions and pavilions around the deep mountains sounded in the distance, the muffled roar of war drums, accompanied by the sonorous impact of weapons, the powerless screams of people and horses before dying, hit people's ears again and again, and the people who were asleep were frightened and put on their clothes, panicked, and said, is there another war, another war?

The people who drank in the hall rushed out in a swarm, hundreds, and many more, gathered inside and outside the gate, and all looked up in the direction from which the sound came, and the faint-hearted heard the sound of the war drums, and the screams of the soldiers before they died, followed by the roar of thunder and lightning in the sky, and roared wildly, and could not help but be frightened like chaff 1 and tremble, and their faces were colorless!

Qin Yan and several others, standing in the hall and looking inside, this beautiful woman, Ming Mu looked at the mountains, only to see, in the middle of the dark clouds, a sharp sword-like electric light, whistling, illuminating everyone's face, split in the mountains, like a scorching flame burning a qiē, stay at that moment, among the mountains, a pure red color of the wooden building, showing in the eyes of everyone, it has a blood-red strange coat, ancient architectural style, like a proud palace, just the exposed section of the roof of the carved birds, It makes people feel awe, and the sound of the army fighting is from that place as the center, the power of heaven and earth, and even this!

Some of the servants gathered together and talked about the word Lou in a private voice, Note 1.

Qin Yan, her pretty face was slightly ruddy, and she didn't know if it was the reason for the candle, her mind seemed to be more and more than before, and she watched the old man walk back and forth, and said anxiously, the soul building is the important place of the old man's family, and it is a place to worship the ancestors, it is impossible to enter people, it is impossible to enter people, who is missing? Who are they missing?

The servants and everyone looked at each other, speechless, Zhou Laoxian, anxiously walking, suddenly seemed to think of something serious, led a large number of guards to the safe, rushed upstairs, everyone changed to weekdays, afraid not to make fun of the excitement, not to say, but at this moment in the distance the strange sound of the army fighting, the war drums beating, don't say it's laughing, even crying nowhere to cry.

Su Qingping, his eyes stayed on the masked girl in a light yellow embroidered skirt, but she saw her standing silently in the crowd, or she looked up at the mountains with a slight frown, the weird and terrifying building, the wind and rain swaying, the slender and soft figure, better than the fairy mountain woman, is so unattainable, but at this moment, she seems to be completely unaware of Su Qingping's gaze, the embroidered skirt fluttering, quiet, staring at the soul building silently.

Su Qingping lowered his head and sighed lightly, turned around and looked at Xu Qiuling and said, Senior brother, isn't there a ghost there?

His voice was mixed with the dull roar of war drums in this wind and rain, it was too small, the masked woman, both after Ying, but it was Ge Ranjian, with beautiful eyes, sweeping Su Qingping's back, a pair of bright and radiant Mingmu, faintly cold, the color of the country, the beauty is not like a mortal who belongs to this world, and finally did not make any noise, and withdrew her gaze.

And this qiē Su Qingping didn't know.

Xu Qiuling, who was concentrating on his efforts to look at the soul tower in the distance, suddenly heard and heard, ghosts and monsters, four words, and looked at it suddenly, Su Qingping saw his senior brother, and suddenly glared at himself, his eyes were red, and there were bloodshot visible, so he stared at himself without saying a word, Su Qingping thought that he had said the wrong thing, and hurriedly remedied, Senior brother, I was wrong, evil in this world does not suppress the right,