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Yan Hong Shi Ran fell, glanced at the Tianzhu who was still foaming with blood foam at the corner of his mouth, and couldn't help but be a little surprised by Zhao Gao's strength.

This No. 1 master of the reverse quicksand is not called in vain, it is an extremely difficult thing to be recognized by the members of the entire counter quicksand, but Tianzhu has done it, and he has been on the side for ten years, no one has questioned it, and it is also very rare.

But now, it is this guy who was actually half-crippled by Zhao Gao, and the kung fu of that 'dead lady' should not be underestimated.

I was shocked in my heart, but I couldn't help but ridicule two sentences: "Senior brother, you people who go against the quicksand, you can really be wasted, I don't know how many people he ranks under you?" ”

"Huh?" Wei Zhuang was stunned for a moment, and shook his head with a smile: "Your mouth is still so poisonous!" ”

"If this crow doesn't save people, this guy of yours will die." Saying that, he angrily pouted to the side, and everyone took a look, but saw Bai Feng looking at the familiar and unfamiliar figure in front of him a little sluggishly, with dark pupils, black hair, and dark clothes, black represents the color of death, at this moment, it is so kind in his eyes.

His hands became a little trembling, the wind blew his long hair like a waterfall, and Bai Feng at this moment had long lost his former elegance, but with a hint of panic and melancholy, he muttered, "How could it be you?" ”

"Why, are you surprised to see me......... After all these years, speed is still a game, not a life! A crow stopped on his arm and touched his sleeve lightly, as cold as it had been then.

"Have you been following him all these years?" Glancing at Yan Hong, who was talking to everyone, Bai Feng said a little stunned, "I can't believe that there is someone in the world who can control you." ”

The hour is not early. Everyone set up camp in this leeward jungle, and twenty masters of the Bladeless Realm were on guard, which may be the most luxurious true face in the world.

The moon showed a shy halo in the clouds, and Bai Feng's fingertips gently picked up a wisp of inky feathers, but the words he had warned himself sounded in his heart.

On the oblique branches, he no longer stood under the moon like the sun, looked at the black back that still looked isolated on the canopy, and said in a loud voice, "Can you tell me about the past?" ”

"You in the game world, it seems that you have really grown, in fact, he originally chose you. It's a pity ......" Mo Crow smiled slightly mockingly, and his figure flashed on Bai Feng's side, "It's a pity that your heart is not hard enough!"

What does that mean exactly? You make it clear! With Bai Feng's thoughts, he faintly felt that he had been in a whirlpool since he had entered the Bird Pavilion back then, and it was ridiculous that he had been deceived for so many years, and he didn't realize it until this time.

"Since you want to know so much, I'll tell you!" A loud voice came from a distance, and then a slender purple back appeared on the canopy of the tree, a little on tiptoe. Flutteringly turned around.

Yan Hong, who was dressed in a purple robe, looked at Bai Feng with a blank expression in front of him, and did not hesitate to vent the sarcasm in his eyes, "After so many years, you have just stepped into the Tianyi realm with one foot. And the ink crow is already in the early stage of the Qitian realm, Bai Feng, you are really disappointing. ”

A trace of pale broken hair rippled in the air, and Wei Zhuang's slightly hoarse voice suddenly appeared in Bai Feng's ears, "Yes!" You are indeed immersed in the world of the past. Or maybe you've never come out and you're the same now as you were back then!

Xinchang's back leaned against the trunk of the tree slightly depressed, and his cold gaze pierced the layers of night sky. Projected on the strange crescent moon, a qiē seems to have returned to the time of his youth again.

……………………

It was a high-spirited age, a slightly youthful age.

What kind of speed can you take control of your own life?

There is no bird in the world that can fly all the time and never need to land.

When you fly freely, you forget about this qiē.

At that time, I would often smile and talk to him, and at that time, I would look at the beautiful woman who came and went in the Bird Pavilion with a little shyness, and at that time I and he were just the general's 'falcon'.

In the slightly cool evening, a green forest outside Xinzheng City stands on the top of the green trees, and the clear eyes can completely overlook the entire Xinzheng City, the capital of South Korea, is still full of singing and dancing and drunken fans.

The pitch-black figure swept over the head of the white phoenix, bringing up a trace of breeze, like a bird with wings soaring into the sky, covering the sky and the sun, cutting off the red sunset, and the rolling fire clouds passed by him, just like the mail clouds, riding the wind for thousands of miles.

"You're too slow." The sound came from far and near, and an ink-colored figure appeared in the sky, such a speed was really amazing. "I'm waiting for you, I'm afraid you'll lose too badly." With a slightly green face and short hair that has not yet fallen from the shoulders, the pleasure and frenzy of youth are always evocative.

Tossed in the air for nine weeks, from a distance, they are simply two eagles, chasing each other and playing, countless people yearn for the sky, but they are afraid, if you want to conquer the sky, what you need is not a pair of wings, but a dream to fly.

The two of them slowly fell, facing the gradually falling sunset, and the sky seemed to be the general's falcon.

Every time you finish a mission, you get sentimental.

"Don't you think it's cruel to take other people's lives and end them with your own hands?" This question in the young man's heart still could not be dissipated.

"I try not to think about it, I think too much about it, and I'm a little cruel to myself. The important thing is that the dead have been liberated, and only the living can appreciate it. But he has learned to face the reality, the only thing that a living person needs to think about is how to make his life better.

The majestic falcon gradually came from afar, a white bird, became his prey, under the sharp steel claws, the little guy did not give up, but struggled to save his life.

"It's the General's favorite falcon, chasing its prey." Raising his head slightly, it was not the first time that Mo Crow had seen this eagle, but somehow, at this dusk today, looking at it, Mo Crow felt a little irritable.

He wanted to save the bird, and the three wisps of swaying tail feathers touched not only his eyes, but also his heartstrings.

"Actually, we are also the general's falcons, and we are constantly doing the same thing." Bai Feng looked at the ink crow, who said something in his heart.

"Maybe sometimes, we can do something different once in a while." Bai Feng was very strange, because at that moment, he saw a soft expression in the eyes of the ink crow.

I can't help but have a big question mark in my heart: "Oh? ”

Ink Crow smiled and said, "Let's make a bet and save the bird, and at the same time not hurt the falcon, the winner is the winner, and the loser has to do one thing for the winner." ”

Bai Feng asked with a little curiosity, "What's the matter?" ”

"If I win, you'll know." The ink crow suddenly exerted force, and the figure took the lead in rushing out.

Bai Feng: Unfortunately, you will lose. With a hint of a smile on his lips, Bai Feng rushed to catch up.

On the cliff not far away, the two figures looked at the 'flying man' who was gradually moving away, and they were all dumbfounded.

"One is unopened, innocent, one is calm and capable, but not ruthless enough, you don't have to think about it to know which one you want!"

The person who spoke was in his twenties, but his hair was rare gray-white, and a strange red sword was held upside down in his hand, showing his evil.

"Zhuang, it seems that you know me very well, if you don't like that white-clothed one, then forget it, you and I don't care about multiple lives in our hands." The pale golden placket fluttered in the evening wind, and the hilt of the sword in his hand was engraved with two delicate seal characters 'Dragon Spring'.

"Zihong, even rotten wood can still be used, not to mention that kid named Bai Feng, it's not particularly useless, at most it's just unsatisfactory." Wei Zhuang said with a smile.

"Okay, as compensation for you, I'll give it to her, train that kid well, don't be left too far behind by my people." After speaking, he carried the Longquan sword on his shoulder, turned around and walked down the mountain.

"This kind of game is really boring, quicksand needs more fresh blood!" With an inexplicable sigh, Wei Zhuang carried the shark tooth and walked towards the city together. (The novel "Qin Shi Mingyue: Ink Hunting World" will have more fresh content on the official WeChat platform, and there will also be a 100% lottery gift for everyone!) Open WeChat now, click on the "+" sign in the upper right corner to "add friends", search for the official account "qdread" and follow, hurry up! (To be continued......)