Time seemed to start again, the wind was howling, and on this rainy night, it actually formed the illusion of wind and sand walking stones, the light of different colors was shining, and countless people hurriedly retreated like a tide, Han Li looked around and saw that there was no Zhao Qingqing, he was against the strong wind, trying his best to look into the darkness, there were fewer and fewer people around him, dozens of big flags on the side of the Holy Demon Hall were waving in the wind, hunting sounds, and the momentum was huge.

Han Li held the sword in his hand, his clothes shook violently with the wind, and he didn't know what Dugu Taizhen had done, and suddenly a strong wind blew, it was already night, and when the wind came, the torches were blown out, and the noise around him slowly quieted down, which was obviously a sign that everyone was far away, he walked in step by step, and walked towards the wind, and the strange light from the banner faintly illuminated the road under his feet, and it was difficult to step by step.

He walked in, not to mention it, his body seemed to hit something, as if it was an invisible obstacle, he walked hard, and suddenly broke through the obstacle, in an instant, a few wild laughs from the man, slid past his ears, and the sound was the Night King's, the laughter was faintly mixed with the anger of several old men, what a stinky girl, how about you have a few more tricks with the old man?

The Night King was also in the middle of the array, laughing wildly, why, do you want to do that more and less work?

Han Wei was relieved, the stinky girl that the old man said must be Zhao Qingqing, and he didn't hesitate, holding the sword in his hand, he jumped up a few feet, and from top to bottom, he slashed at the place where the old man scolded.

The old man was scolding the Night King, and suddenly felt that above his head, there was a sword wind slashing down, during which the wind roared, like a dragon roaring, the sword blade was cold and shining, and the momentum was menacing, and he had the momentum of dividing himself into two, and he couldn't help but be taken aback, he had high martial arts, stepped on the seven star steps, and instantly retreated seven steps in a row, Han Li's long sword had fallen, the soil on the ground was cracked, the mountains and rocks were shattered, and the wind blew and stirred up a large piece of dust, whistling away in the distance.

The old man almost suffered a loss, his angry eyes widened, and he rushed towards Han Li with his empty hand, and Han Li was not afraid that he would raise his famous sword and face the enemy.

The old man has a violent temperament, and his martial arts are also violent, his body surrounds Han Li, he keeps moving, his hands are wide open and closed, avoiding the long sword, his speed is very fast, if there are countless palm prints, shrouded in the top of Han Li's head, from time to time to pat a palm or two, the danger is full of dangers, Han Li has almost been shot several times, at the moment of danger, not to mention much, abruptly retracted the long sword, the sword momentum went up, drew a dazzling sword net, protected all around, the old man was afraid that his hand would be swept by the sword net, and he couldn't eat cheaply, his body slowly took a few steps back, Han Li collected the sword behind his back, and said with a slight smile, I have a good weapon in my hand, even if I take advantage, it is not a victory, but now the situation is not benevolent and righteous, and I hope you will forgive me.

The old man snorted a few breaths and said, needless to say, let's compete again, saying that his palms are leaning on each other, it is so weird, Han Li looked at him strangely, his eyes looked at him in a daze, only to see that the old man's palms were brilliant and gorgeous, very dazzling, Han Li blinked, the old man's body suddenly disappeared, Han Li didn't dare to move, slowly raised the long sword, lost it behind his back, supported his chest with one hand to defend his heart, his eyes looked seriously, only to feel that a phantom quickly flashed from his chest, going to his back, Han Li was taken aback, and the long sword behind his hand was handed out violently, At that moment, it seemed to have stabbed something, turned around and looked, but there was nothing, as terrifying as a ghost, this feeling is really not good, in the face of an invisible, untouchable enemy, can only listen carefully, inside the night king smiled, old ghost, you are old, I am not afraid of you, said applause like thunder, remember the thunder, the stone shattered, very fierce,.

Suddenly, I heard a space tearing, and a snow-colored figure appeared in the flying sand and rocks inside, her face was cold, and Shuangmu looked cold, it was Zhao Qingqing.

Han Li said overjoyedly, Sister Qing.

At that moment, Zhao Qingqing's posture was already from dozens of steps away to the front of her, it felt like her eyes were a flower, her green onion and white jade fingers pinched and grasped the law, just like that, a beam of purple light came out from between her fingers, and the surroundings between the two of them were instantly illuminated, and they exploded with a roar, and in the middle of a clearing behind Han Li, the debris of the explosion cracked, accompanied by a pop, blood stirred, and the old man just now fell to the ground with his chest, motionless, the corners of his mouth couldn't help oozing blood, and he was not alive.

Han Li looked at the old man next to him and said, Sister Qing, most of the people have retreated, and I don't see you, I came here to find you.

Zhao Qingqing put her hands behind her back, and said with an indifferent smile, We have to retreat with dignity, the Night King Sect Master broke into the formation and killed five Holy Demon Hall elders in a row, but it is difficult for you, if something happens, how can I explain to Lingling?

Han Li coughed embarrassedly, covered his mouth with the back of his hand and said with a dry smile, Sister Qing, don't say that, you are Lingling's sister, that is, my sister.

Zhao Qingqing smiled, bit her lip and said, Well, that's what you said.

Only then did Han Li relax and ask Zhao Qingqing, Sister Qing, why hasn't the Night King Sect Master come out yet?

Zhao Qingqing turned around and looked at the depths of the thick fog, her eyes were a little deep, she turned around after looking at it for a while, and said with a smile: "Maybe there is something very attractive inside." ”

Han Li was a little puzzled, a little puzzled, looked at it a few more times and said slowly, "Except for dozens of Holy Demon Hall elders in the center of the array, there shouldn't be any treasures." ”

Zhao Qingqing looked at him, shook his head and said, "There are dozens of people controlling the formation inside, this treasure in the eyes of the Night King may be the Seven Peerless Formations themselves, after all, what can be more attractive than knowing your enemies."

Han Li said, "Sister Qing is right, it's too dangerous to just break into the formation alone. ”

He said as he put away his sword and put it in the scabbard behind his back.

Zhao Qingqing was otherwise, and said indifferently, it was disturbed by the Night King, and it was very chaotic, because to maintain the operation of the Seven Absolute Formations, everyone couldn't take action to deal with the Night King, otherwise Dugu Taizhen would not let the Night King go.

Thinking of this, Han Li said lightly after groaning, "It seems that this Night King Sect Master is also a person who does whatever he wants."

Zhao Qingqing flipped her wrist and held up the Qingying umbrella and hit it on the top of her head, and suddenly said, look, it's about to come out.

The two of them looked together, looking at the center of the formation like flying sand and stones, dozens of flags were waving in the wind, hunting sounded, a figure was like a cirrus cloud whistling, huge waves were rolling, whistling and rushing, brushing, before the ground, a gust of wind was blowing, revealing the figure of the Night King, and walked out with a smile.

Zhao Qingqing walked forward with the Qingying umbrella and said, the formation inside is mysterious, what can the sect master see?

When the Night King heard this, his face changed, revealing a little hidden worry and said, the Seven Peerless Formations are just beginning to take shape, and they have such momentum, if they are fully operational, how many people will have to die?

Zhao Qingqing said in a tight tone, if you can't break it, you can only force yourself out of the formation, and another winner will be decided.!

The Night King waved his hand and said with a smile, It's not too late to go back first and then make plans, after all, the people of the Holy Demon Hall will never tolerate us going out safely.

Zhao Qingqing nodded, and motioned to Han Li, let's go,

The three of them walked side by side, returning to a mountain that had already been agreed, only to see this mountain, covered with many caves, full of firelight, where was already densely packed with people, the pennant was waving, and the light rain slowly became heavier unconsciously, but those people waved as if they didn't know, seeing the Night King, Zhao Qingqing, the three of them came back, and immediately let out a cheer, the Night King's eyes swept over everyone, and laughed loudly, Look, our people are still full of blood, even if the Holy Demon Hall, those demons and thieves in the Ten Thousand Gu Gate?

As soon as he said this, nearly a thousand people from the Immortal Sect raised their swords and shouted loudly, the momentum was quite huge, Zhao Qingqing held the Qingying umbrella and went straight back to the crowd in the Yin Yang Valley, Han Li followed her over, looking at it, among the eight hundred disciples of the Yin Yang Valley, the two hundred iron horses brought over were nowhere to be seen, and they were obviously clothed to an open place, which was conducive to the iron horse charge, and the rest of the people, all of them were more or less stained with blood, and the number of the six hundred disciples did not seem to be as large as when they first came, At least more than a hundred people died in the fight with the Holy Demon Hall in the Yin Yang Valley, Zhao Qingqing returned to the Yin Yang Valley camp and walked into a cave, which is relatively simple, but when you go out, there are people from the Holy Demon Hall in the distance, you hold on for a night, and when you have the opportunity, I will find a chance to send you out of here.

Han Li hurriedly said, Sister Qing, don't say that, it's good to come out and wander, it's good to have a place to live, follow her in when she speaks, but the cave she saw was empty, there were a few lampstands in it, a tea set on a table, and a few chairs around it, and I felt that it was very good, Zhao Qingqing casually put away the Qingying umbrella, and seeing that Han was not careful, the corners of her lips pursed slightly, and said with a smile, Are you thinking about Lingling?

Han Li was suddenly touched by her, ah, and then grabbed her hair awkwardly and asked, how does Sister Qing know?

Zhao Qingqing smiled and shook her head, pursed her lips and said nothing, walked to the lampstand in a graceful manner, took a candle, first held the candle upside down with her white jade hand, dropped a few drops and sprinkled it on the table, and then slowly put the candle on the table, the candlelight was dim, reflecting on her beautiful face, the sideburns were black and soft and sprinkled on the shoulders of the white cloth, the jade hand was elegantly and gently placed on the table, Qiushui Muzi looked at the candle flame, and a little coldness slowly surged up in her eyes.

Han Li didn't dare to disturb, sat on the chair quietly, closed his eyes, and in a daze, he heard Zhao Qingqing get up and say, I'm going back, you have a good rest.

Han Li came up sleepy, he really fell asleep, and he didn't know how long he slept this time, faintly, he heard the voice of several people outside the cave talking in a low voice, and subconsciously, he didn't care.

When I woke up, the morning sun passed through the mouth of the cave, the warmth shone over a little dazzling, the fresh breath drifted over with the breeze, stretched my waist, walked to the entrance of the cave, there were few people outside, I think many people were tired all night, were enjoying a rare rest, and today's sun is shining, warm everywhere, all day long rainy and even cotton weather is finally far away, look up, on the sky, blue clouds, a round of white sun hanging, under the sun, the land and mountains are beautiful, the towering mountains are stacked, winding and undulating,

The scenery is picturesque, the rivers and mountains are like brocade, and suddenly sighed, this world is so beautiful, it is rare to let countless people spill their blood and bend their waists for it.

As soon as he said this, he was listening to a crisp chirp, but above the blue sky, a barn eagle soared with its wings, flapping its wings, and flew among the mountains and forests.

Between feelings, I heard the sound of water, looked back at the sun bathing, a woman in white, stepping on the green grass, between the black hair is carved with a white feather bird, holding a delicate hosta with beaded flowers, the beautiful cheeks are covered with light purple tulle, faintly can not cover the woman's stunning face, her figure is slender and slender, beautiful and beautiful, walking around the temperament is quiet, the white embroidered skirt she is wearing is like a dazzling snow mountain ice and snow, Ying Ying thin waist, wrapped with a snow-white ribbon, the exquisite curve is outlined.

Han Li watched her walk step by step, he was stunned, and said in a suspicious tone, Sister Qing is you?

Her jade hand behind her back, looking at this beautiful scenery, the mountain wind blowing, the woman's fragrance wafted around, just like a gentle person, slender black hair couldn't help stirring, sweeping the white and crystal neck, the voice said indifferently, I don't know how many regrets people will have in their lives that cannot be erased.

Han Li smiled freely, facing the boundless mountain road, those who went yesterday cannot stay, and those who disturb people's hearts are more worried, Sister Qing, you think too much.

Zhao Qingqing nodded quietly, standing on the top of the mountain quietly, I don't know how long it took, the people in the cave gradually walked out of the cave in twos and threes, Han Li suddenly said, Sister Qing, where do you look, are you from the Holy Demon Hall?

Zhao Qingqing looked at it condensely, and saw a large group of people at the foot of the mountain, rushing towards the mountain at a very fast speed, she frowned, and said in a low voice, such a fast speed, it was difficult to walk on the road last night, and the people of the Holy Demon Hall couldn't help but kill it.

On the other side of the mountain, the figure of the Night King suddenly stood on the top of the mountain, pressing the long sword in his hand, looking very extraordinary, and the people of the Immortal Sect behind him quickly began to assemble.

Zhao Qingqing looked at the Night King in the distance, Ying Ying whispered, this person is quite scheming, he may not sacrifice us at a critical moment, Han Li agreed, Sister Qing is thoughtful, according to me, we might as well retreat to this mountain and go to the Immortal Sect, the people on both sides are next to each other, no matter how smart the Night King is, he can't calculate others.

Zhao Qingqing stretched out her jade hand and pointed at most of the people in Lingxiao Pavilion on the other side of the mountain, and said quietly, do you know who is taking the lead in Lingxiao Pavilion this time?

Han Li shook his head helplessly and said, dissatisfied with Sister Qing, the entire Lingxiao Pavilion, I only know the person Mo Shenhong, and I really don't know anything else.

Zhao Qingqing lowered her head and smiled euphemistically, and said slowly, the person who took the lead in Lingxiao Pavilion was this end of the Falling Flood.

Han Li was surprised, ah, wouldn't it? Isn't he hurt?

Zhao Qingqing shook her head, looked at his face, and said with a rhetorical smile, who said that after being injured, you are useless?

Han Li was silent, and Zhao Qingqing, who was listening, continued, this soul building was originally the place of the Immortal Sect, so in order to avoid suspicion, the heads of the Yin Yang Valley and Lingxiao Pavilion were generally unwilling to come to the underground of this Soul Tower in person, only Dugu Taizhen and the Immortal Sect have always been at odds, so they don't care about any etiquette, and it is naturally understandable that they can come and leave if they want to in this Soul Tower.

[Floating like a dream], believe in crazy words

Wind and rain, ask this life is shaky?

The road is far away, and one person outside the lonely plug walks this way.

The country is beautiful, and it is a little sad every year.

There is a lot of pride, how much is left after the end of the year?

Xiao Qiao runs under the water, and the painting boat swims in the blue waves.

Human affection is short, and happiness is followed by sorrow.

It is a night painting boat, with a lonely light on the green water.

The beauty is dressed in colorful clothes, and the flute is held with sleeves.

The old city floats the old sound, and it doesn't feel old every year.

I hope that after next year, the music will still be the same.

People have a lot of troubles, often ask themselves about the hardships of life, the way home is thousands of miles away, can only walk alone on this desolate road, passing by, see the scenery of the country is very beautiful, and can't help but sigh that the sorrow has not been forgotten, and began to talk about the difficulty of returning home in front of him.

When passing by a little Qiao by chance, there was a beautiful boat floating on the deep river, so I felt happy, but people's feelings changed too quickly, and after being happy, I had to add new sorrows, and unconsciously at night, a girl in colorful clothes came out of the boat, she held the flute in both hands, and played a nice tune, maybe this girl often played in this beautiful place, I'm afraid I just listened to it countless times and didn't feel bored, I just want to pass by here again next year, it's still this song.