The glow of the dusk is always like the red sun falling on the mountains in the western sky.

It was an empty land of wheat waves, and everything on the land seemed to be covered in a thin layer of gold, shining dimly and brightly in the setting sun, and behind the setting sun was a long and lengthened shadow.

These shadows gradually set in the sunset, passing over the mountains and forests, leaving a deep twilight and silence.

overflowed the stream, dissolving the dark gray twilight into the murmuring water; It flew over the village, leaving behind the light of the stars and the light of the moon, and when all the shadows reached the vast yellow, night fell.

After all, the sun will sink into darkness, and the original golden light will also be transformed into a dark red blood light at this time, and the slightly closer flowing clouds will also rise red fire at this time, reflecting the sparkling and shining river, and the river will also be reflected red.

A hazy light smoke rose from the earth, lingering at the murmuring of the grass, the crow stopped on the dead branches, and from time to time let out a lonely chirp, and the mountains in the distance, silent, gradually dimmed in the golden light, and people looked at the dusk, hoping for the coming of the dream, but finally closed the dusk out of the door. Outside the door, there was still a hazy twilight smoke, a twilight crow perched on a dead tree, and a fading golden light.

When the night has completely shrouded such a fertile northern land, what can still be clearly heard is the sound of the endless surging river, which is formed by the convergence of a drop of water droplets. If there is no accumulation of small streams, there are no rivers and seas.

In this northern land, this great river is the most realistic portrayal, the wet river beach, you can see the smooth pebbles everywhere, and the next is the slightly moist river beach meadow, although the autumn night is cold. But there was a group of people who had been lying down by the river for a long time.

They were ragged and unkempt, but the materials used for their clothes were of the finest quality, and the time passed without warning in the icy cold wind, and after a long time, one of the young men opened his eyes in a daze.

Looking at the bright moon in the sky, he shook his head helplessly.

The ups and downs of half of his life flashed in his mind like flowing water, he was born in a noble family, but he never had half peace and joy in his childhood. It's just struggling to survive in a world where the weak eat the strong, and the only warmth is when I was a child, under the oil lamp, leaning on my mother's knees, and sleeping lightly for a while.

After that, he would be called up by his father with a straight face, and he continued to devote himself to the arduous and boring practice, and everything went on and on, until he was nine years old, when he was nine years old, he was broken by a fifteen-year-old brother who broke his left arm. But my father beheaded the senior brother in the snap of his fingers.

At that moment, what he was thinking about was not his father's cruelty, but his father's protection of him, and it was also from that moment on. Only then did he understand his father's love for him, silent, but also deep.

Later, his father was killed by a man called Six-Fingered Black Man. After two years, he put on gorgeous clothes and wore a valuable jade crown and gold belt. Awarded the title of 'Dongjun'.

From that moment on, he seemed to be standing at the top of this world, he also became the top of this pyramid, turning his hands into clouds and raining his hands, he enjoyed everything that power brings, but the life of revenge has never been extinguished.........

When his eyes were clear again, a smile crossed his lips, and he remembered his son, his daughter, and the woman he loved, which had become a haven for him since the death of both parents.

He barely stood up, but the sharp pain from his body made him tremble, and the repeated high-intensity battles had surpassed the limits of human beings, and even the martial arts powerhouses of the Qitian realm could not bear it.

"Yan Hong, Xiaomei, I can't imagine that you have all grown up to such a situation, and such a world is really becoming more and more interesting...... Ahem......"

It was just a slight self-talk, which still touched the wound, and the corners of his mouth slowly flowed blood again, but when he looked around, he found that only a dozen ordinary members of the Blood Prison were left, Wuhua, and the Blood Bell Boy, all of whom were separated from him, and even Shi Lan, the hostage, was gone.

Although she has applied a variety of ruyi on Shi Lan's body, she doesn't have to worry about being discovered immediately, but the biggest chip in her hand is gone, after all, it is a headache, if she returns to the zenith and finds Yan Hong and the moon god, then her variety of ruyi will be cracked in an instant, and everything will be empty.

Shaking his head, leaving aside the complicated thoughts in his heart, Jun Yixuan took more than a dozen subordinates and found a sheltered cave to spend the night, but Dongjun, who was once extremely strong and domineering, fell into this step of the field, which is really embarrassing, and there are more than a dozen subordinates to follow, no need for him to do rough work, otherwise it will be even more miserable, sitting cross-legged by the fire to heal quietly, and his mood gradually eased down, Jun Yixuan is not worried about someone turning against the water, excellent commanders are always very good at winning people's hearts, Ying Zheng is like this, Yan Hong is like this, Jun Yixuan is the same.

The people who can follow them are absolutely loyal subordinates.

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At the same time, in another corner of the northern plain, Meihua was bathing and changing clothes in a simple inn in a small town.

Beauty out of the bath, women are like water, when women meet water, how will they interpret the chic style? Seeing that they have washed away the lead and are in a plain posture, they are still as red as flowers. The ice is clear and jade, the water is clear and soft, the most is the charm of looking back, and the Xuannu is as amazing as the mortal.

A crystal clear jade foot stepped on the floor, the lilac gauze gently wrapped the weak body, and a drop of water ran down the calf and slid down the toe, which is an irresistible charm, which is exclusive to the vitality of youth, compared to the embarrassment of Jun Yixuan.

At this moment, Mei Ruohua seems to be much more relaxed.

But the change also happened quietly under this seemingly tranquility, the left foot that stepped forward was not yet steady, but the pace of the right foot followed was a violent stumble, followed by a deep moan, which sounded abruptly in the room.

She half-squatted down, and her face, which had become ruddy from bathing, turned pale in an instant.

"Yixuan's kung fu...... Sure enough, it can't be said in the same day, it seems that these days, he has improved again, even if he fought with Yan Hong before, I still can't take him, and now even the princess of Shushan has no news, which is a headache. ”

At this moment, Mei Ruohua turned a few thoughts in her heart, but she also forcibly moved to the side of the bed, and then looked back at the steaming bath bucket, but the hot water in it turned into a sauce color, obviously this is not an ordinary basin of hot water, but a medicinal bath, in a water-soluble way to fully integrate the medicinal power into the body, Mei Ruohua's medical skills are also remarkable, (to be continued.) )