Sumire Tea was drunk, her eyes were blurred, and she was shocked in the local area: "Ah Yun! ”

In the wind and rain, Qiu Shan looked up, but when he saw the people coming, it was clearly Zhuo Yun's monarchs and ministers, all of them were draped, with war horses under their crotches, leaping like flying in the wind and rain, and a good king was dominant.

Qiu Shan was overjoyed and shouted: "Your Majesty! But the wind was roaring, the rain was roaring, the horses were galloping, and his voice was swallowed up as soon as he came out.

Seeing the danger ahead, Zhuo Yun and Zhuo Mu hurriedly tightened the reins of the horse, the horse's hind hooves kicked the ground, the front hooves flipped into the air, facing the wind and rain, several long neighs, nostrils spewed white gas, snorted a few times, and kicked a few steps on the spot before stopping.

The accompanying guards ran behind the two, and the "Four Sages of Bauhinia" saw that the danger was sudden, and they had already swords in their hands, leading the crowd to protect Zhuo Yun.

Zi Ai, the chief guard, broke off and shouted: "What's the trouble, it shocks my holy driver!" ”

The "Emei Three Phases" was fighting fiercely, and when he raised his head suddenly, he exclaimed: "Faint Jun!" Big things are not good! Abscond quickly! With a wave of his hand, several "yin and yang thorns" broke out of the air. With a flick of the weapon, the pestle, lance, and halberd are vertical and horizontal, taking advantage of the enemy's dodge, and flying away.

Ming Xia's face was shocked, and then he sneered, the fake play is really done, it is really staggering: ""Three phases"! Full of evil! If you don't get rid of it today, the people will be indignant! Before he finished speaking, he chased away.

"Red Fengzi" also reacted like a god: "Faint king? "No longer fighting, the splitter snatched the Sumire tea that looked at Zhuoyun and was demented, and rose into the air.

The hills and mountains are in a hurry, and the "Wind Splitting Divine Palm" is shot in the air. He thinks of saving people, and his palm power is like a flash torrent, and he can't resist it.

"Red Fengzi" only felt that the hurricane behind him was like a broken bamboo, he was shocked, and the volley turned sharply, and the "Maple Leaf Shovel" slapped sharply, and scolded angrily: "Little thief, are you looking for death?" ”

Before he finished speaking, the purple shadow flashed, and a strong wind, enveloping the purple flames, burned over like a mountain and a sea.

"Chi Fengzi" was shocked: "Faint king! Go on the scamp! "Rise up with the strength of your life, dodge and dodge.

Turning his head suddenly, Zhuo Yun had already jumped to the front, with a handsome face, cold into ice: "Put down the supreme tea!" ”

"Chi Fengzi" has never been afraid of heaven and earth: "Little white face! Grandpa even grabbed you! ”

Before the word "grasp" was spoken, Zhuo Yun was already thinking of his lover, and he was extremely angry, but seeing his luck dantian, the real air turned, accumulated twelve points of strength, and waved out his right palm, and in an instant, it was like a purple dragon, the flames were emptied, and the long wind was stirred.

"Chi Fengzi" was shocked: "No wonder Sumire Tea loves this little white face, he fights for Sumire Tea, and he is not afraid of death!" ”

"Red Maple" is even more fatal, and "Maple Leaf Shovel" is shot with all its might. In an instant, two huge forces, one refused and one welcomed, and when they touched each other, they heard a "bang" sound, which was earth-shattering.

"Chifengzi" has deep internal strength and is known for its might, but Zhuoyun has tried his best, and the "Shennong Liaoyuan Palm" is infinitely powerful.

"Red maple" was flanked back and forth, unexpectedly

However, he couldn't resist it, he couldn't stand on his feet, took a few steps back, and when he wanted to lift his breath again, he felt that his whole body was hot and dry, as if he was in a furnace. With a "wow", a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his face turned purple.

Knowing that it was not good, he insisted on shaking the "Maple Leaf Shovel" with a trick, and wanted to hijack Sumire Tea and escape.

Behind him, Qiu Shan took advantage of the momentum and rushed up, performing the "Wind Splitting Divine Skill", dancing his palms first, and storing his shovel power for himself, just like a dammed lake with high water storage; Suddenly, the "Wind Splitting Divine Palm" was shot, and the "Red Fengzi" shovel force was all reversed, and the force was amazing, like a broken embankment, and as fierce as a flood.

It was at this moment that Zhuo Yun grabbed the fighter plane, flew up, kicked with his left leg, and the "Shennong Liaoyuan Palm" was shocked.

"Chi Fengzi" only felt trapped in front and back, and suffered from the enemy in his abdomen and back, and if he didn't let go, he would definitely die on the spot. simply retreated backwards, avoiding Zhuo Yun, and threw Sumire Tea at Qiu Shan again, taking advantage of the momentum and jumping backwards.

Qiu Shan was shocked and struggled to retract his palms, but it was difficult to recover them all. Fortunately, Zhuo Yun was alert, and the momentum of his palms changed sharply, turning from surging fire to vines, and sending it lightly to Sumire Tea.

Sumire tea is even more ice and snow smart, people in mid-air, with the help of Zhuo Yun's palm power, take advantage of the momentum of a flutter, avoid the hills, fly forward a few feet, and flutter on the ground.

"Red Fengzi" is not slack, luck dantian, flying like a flash, a few ups and downs, disappeared in the rain and fog.

The fight to the death is only in the blink of an eye.

Looking at Zhuo Yun again, he was already teary-eyed and stunned. Following his teary eyes, a woman, dressed in purple, stood in the rain, looking at each other from afar, weeping like rain.

Before everyone could react, they felt that the golden armor was clear, the purple shadow was fluttering, the wind and rain were surging, and the thunder and lightning were slight. When I opened my eyes, I saw that the two were already hugging tightly.

One by one, they exclaimed: "Sumire tea! ”

One by one, they screamed: "Ah Yun! ”

The sound is already lingering in my ears:

The east wind rises, spreading and gathering.

The west rain weeps, pouring and parting.

The south water flows, turning the sky and the earth.

The snow drifts in the north, covering sorrow and joy.

Spring flowers bloom, no face and color.

When the summer rain comes, I don't know joy and joy.

Autumn waves, do not feel the rise and fall.

The winter thunder sounded, and the sound and song were not heard.

Thinking of my Shu flying clouds, I am Wujiang Jin tea people.

The night rain in Bashan stumbled my heart, and the girl of Puxia Yue took my soul.

Lovesickness has been missing for ten years, and this night is finally dependent on each other at this time.

Long thoughts, long thoughts, long memories, is sadness, joy is the return date.

Everyone looked at each other, shocked on the spot, and did not dare to move less.

I don't know how long it took, it seemed like many years, it seemed like an instant, Camellia suddenly woke up, and shouted: "Ah Yun, save Sister He!" ”

Qiu Shan had already flown up the yellow cypress tree to help Lang Yu cut the rope and save the lifeless green lotus.

Qinghe was already in danger, his left rib was seriously injured, and an Emei Yin and Yang thorn entered the top. Blood and rain flowed in a meandering way, and the blood on the ground was getting thicker and thicker.

Langyu hugged Qinghe, Qiu Shan protected her heart with both hands, luck dantian, true qi went up, but in a moment, a "yin and yang thorn" flew out of her soft underbelly and landed in a puddle not far away.

Qinghe struggled on the verge of death, woke up slowly, looked at the jade, hills and mountains, and only felt that he was in hell and his heart was in heaven.

Qiu Shan was full of gratitude, knelt down and kowtowed: "The grass people knock to see the king!" ”

Zhuo Yun woke up like a dream, let go of the violet tea, looked down, and saw Ying: "It turned out to be Qiu Shan, I know you!" Although he has only one side with Qiu Shan, and he can't see his eyebrows clearly in the storm, he still remembers Qiu Shan's voice vividly because of his amazing ear power.

Qinghe was dying, only to feel in a dream, suddenly heard the sound of horses' hooves, from far to near to the ear, like a doomsday phantom. Across the rain line, confused, struggling to look forward, nineteen riding fast horses, galloping, swept in. Stirring up the rain lines, splashing into the air; Kick and splash around.

The first person is like a god. Plain robe and silver armor, picturesque eyebrows, although beaten by the wind and rain, still can't hide the majestic hair.

Qinghe looked at him in a daze, only to feel that it was too unreal, and he only fell into a dream again. Involuntarily, a low voice came out of his mouth: "Ah Long." ”

This call, the voice was extremely weak, from the bottom of her heart, buried in the wind and rain, and no one could hear it except herself.

What's more, the eyes of everyone present have been poured into Ah Long.

Shu Jun is too eye-catching, it is Er Along who did not see Qinghe, saw Zhuo Yun first, his face was surprised, he jumped up from the horse, the white shadow flashed, disturbing several rain lines, he was already like a frightening Hong, fast as a swimming dragon, flew to Zhuo Yun's horse, bowed and saluted: "Weichen pays homage to the king!" ”

Zhuo Yun looked forward and was overjoyed: "Ah Long, you are back!" ”

Sumire tea Bingxue is smart, immediately let go of her children's affection, and no longer disturb their monarchs and ministers, the second is to turn around and retreat, and run quickly to Qinghe.

Crape myrtle and Aster were originally the sisters of the violet tea, but when they met the senior sister unexpectedly, they felt very kind. The two immediately guessed: "Yuncha is affectionate and meaningful, heaven and earth can be expressed, and the sun and moon can be seen!" "You don't need Zhuo Yun's order, you automatically protect yourself by Sumire Tea's side.

Zhuo Yun thought about the violet tea, and was even more worried about Ah Long, so he hurriedly looked at the green lotus, only to see the ocean of blood on the ground, and only to see the dying green lotus under the tree.

Looking at the scattered "Emei Yin and Yang Thorns", flashing with a strange light, I only feel that the world is impermanent, the first moment is not extremely Tailai, and the next moment is very happy and sad.

He is extremely smart, and he is even more meticulous: "Who is the murderer of such a lore Little Lady Long?" What is the purpose? Is it King Jia? Is it Mandol? King Jia is hiding the edge of the hidden light, if he does harm, how can he be blatant? There is no need to ask, it must be Mantuo, only she will not distinguish between right and wrong, entangled in previous grievances, and lawless. ”