The white tiger jumped a few feet away, but there was a loud shout from a shadow behind him, "Keep moving forward, don't look back, there are things you want above the mirage, and there are people you miss!" ”

Hearing this shout, a trace of strange expressions flashed on the three slightly immature faces, some sad, some dignified, and that indelible thoughts.

"Yue'er! Captured by those bad guys, he was locked up in a mirage. Tianming clenched his fists tightly, and the veins on his forehead jumped and jumped, it can be said that Yue'er is the reverse scale in his heart.

Thinking of that innocent smile, remembering the hardships shared again and again, remembering Yue'er's helpless cry, remembering his cowardice on the eaves, looking at Yue'er but unable to speak, unable to greet her, and unable to go down to save her.

A heart seems to have fallen into a hot pot of oil, tormenting over and over, every time he dreams back at midnight, he will see Yue'er's smart eyes, those eyes contain too much love, sometimes laughing, sometimes crying, the only thing that remains unchanged is that there seems to be a deeply hidden pain in those eyes.

That slender figure seemed so lonely, helpless, and showed a trace of confusion, about the future, to the past, and even to himself, every time he would be awakened by these eyes, but every time he woke up shouting Yue'er's name, he found that it was just a dream, and his surroundings were still empty, and Yue'er was still in the mirage.

Every time I see Shao Yu's infinite edge, I really seem to be just a crane tail, no!

From today, from this moment on, I! Tianming will never be a crane tail, I can't let everyone down, my life is bought at a huge price, and I get no less love than anyone else!

No. 0 White Tiger, just like this, slowly soaring between the sea and the sky, the three teenagers each have their own ideas, each immersed in the endless trend of thought, Tianming's determination, the glory of the Shaoyu Xiang clan, as for Shi Lan...... The once picturesque Shu Mountain has become an eternal pain in her heart.

――Click――

A gust of wind whistled, and a violent cracking sound woke the three of them from their thoughts!

"It's not good, the white tiger can't hold it anymore!" Shi Lan's crisp voice finally pulled the two back from their shock, "We're going to crash!" Tianming shouted almost hysterically.

"Boy, give me a quiet ...... I'll count one, two, three, and everybody jumps! ”

Seeing that this is getting closer and closer to the mirage, and the height is getting lower and lower, Shao Yu is still calming down and looking for a way to get out of danger.

"One...... Two...... Three-Jump! ”

With a sudden shout, Shaoyu Tianming went to the left, Shi Lan went to the right, and instantly broke away from the white tiger that was about to crash, but it was precisely because of this that the three teenagers also stepped into the Longtan Tiger's Den.

………………

Outside the secret passage of the Mo family, in the woods.

Quicksand, everyone in the Mo family...... Also, the Imperial Left Protector Star Soul!

This is a strange scene, revealing a strange calm, but today Chi Lian is not here.

In the dark forest, Meng Tian's golden fire cavalry suddenly withdrew, this qiē seemed so unusual, what kind of serious changes happened in Xianyang, so that Meng Tian, the imperial general, had to give up this best opportunity to capture them.

This is a huge question in the mind of Master Ban.

Meng Tian, the Mo family, and even the empire all have his inescapable fate, some people are arranged by fate, but Wei Zhuang wants to be the controller of the fate, but he doesn't know that when he has such an idea, he is also moving along the trajectory of his own fate.

The cold young man with long hair flowing flowing, the peerless genius of the Yin and Yang family that has not been encountered for a thousand years, the palm of his right hand is burning this purple flame, at a glance it is so gorgeous and colorful, dazzling, and he can't feel a trace of murder and coercion, but he knows that the young man who is fighting against him definitely has the qualifications to make any martial artist cautious, facing himself as a sword saint with one hand, with such a self-confidence alone is something that many martial artists in the world do not have!

But he won't admit defeat like this, because he is Gai Nie, the glory of the Ghost Valley, the honor of the Sword Saint, and he is not allowed to bow to anyone.

He never shies away from the fear in his heart, and what he wants to do is to make his opponent more fearful than him, obviously every time Gai Nie has done it, and this time is no exception!

――Qiang――

There was a long roar, the figures were staggered, and then it was still silent!

The sword was still intact, but the brilliant purple flame had been extinguished, as if the 'starlight' had also dimmed.

"Your right hand has been severed, and if you don't treat it in time, you may never be able to swing it!"

The seemingly calm words sounded like a muffled thunder in the hearts of the Star Soul, and it also exploded in everyone's hearts, because the person who said this was not Gai Nie!

"If you continue to attack, you may have a chance to kill him, but do you think you still have a chance to leave, you must know that the Yin and Yang family never needs a waste!"

The cold voice spread in everyone's hearts, and the left fingernail of the star soul had been fiercely embedded in the flesh, "You came here to humiliate me!" ”

The Star Soul roared like a beast, but the owner of the voice was unheard.

"Get out, you are no longer needed here, you believe that tonight will disappoint His Excellency the Eastern Emperor......"

There was another mockery that seemed to be laughing but not laughing, and the owner of the voice finally appeared, dressed in a purple robe, wearing a golden crown of flowing clouds, ink-colored dragon boots under his feet, embroidered with silver silk thread on his chest, and behind him was a picture of Kunpeng Fuyao, with a meteor moon style painted on the wide sleeves, and the cuffs were roughly trimmed, which looked extremely luxurious.

"Night Emperor, it's really you!" The Star Soul's left hand was raised again, and the qi blade recondensed, and the almost distorted facial features shot out deep resentment.

"Killing you now will only dirty my hands, if you don't get out immediately, I won't build yì to turn you into a human stick, I believe that this Dongjun will like it very much!"

Endless coercion is pouring here like a tide, Tianyi Realm!

This is the suppression from the realm, this is an irresistible majesty, the confrontation between Wufeng and Tianyi is no less than hitting a stone with an egg!

――Poof――

Tianyi realm, communication between heaven and earth, the power of heaven and earth is used by me, and all people are intimidated by such a position of heaven and earth.

However, it was such a crisp cracking sound that seemed so abrupt!

"Nope! Jiuquan ...... Blue Blood ...... Jade Leaf Flower! The thief's voice was like a cry of blood at the moment.

The jade leaf flower was shattered, and Miss Rong's hope was also shattered.

No one paid attention to the lonely back of the star soul when it left, and everyone looked at such a broken flower.

The Mo family looked sad, Wei Zhuang seemed to be smiling, Xiaoyaozi was cautious, and the Night Emperor was just indifferent.

When the first rays of morning light pierced through the thick fog, that elegant figure appeared in the eyes of everyone, and the dust was empty, and Confucianism ...... Ovary!