Before dawn, there was silence at the top of Lanshan Mountain.

At the top of the mountain, the snow-white sword qi still hangs all over the mountain, like a new coat.

At the foot of the mountain, the scorching sun faded and returned to night.

The smell of blood permeated the mountains and the mountains.

Zhao Sa stood with a gun, his white clothes were dotted with blood, his face was slightly pale, and he looked at the old dart master who was still standing with his hands in disbelief, and sighed helplessly.

The Juggernaut cannot be bullied.

Yingbu, who was dressed in black and holding a gun, had the same face as usual, but there were dozens of fine marks on the pure sky of the spear in his hand, and the body of the gun was not made of steel after all, so it was difficult to support Yingbu to continue to shoot.

Yingbu thinks a lot.

Who the old dart master was, he didn't know.

But he knew one thing: the old dart master's sword energy was not domineering, but it was crazy.

Such an old dart master may really be able to fight with the invincible Western Chu Overlord in his heart.

Dao Gu who fell out of the void, although she was an assassin, the sword she was confident that she would hit did not stab the old dart master, but was blocked by countless snow-white sword qi.

For the first time, Dao Gu felt that her sword path was still far away from her master's sword of the great river.

It's a long way to go.

On the opposite side of the old dart master, there was once in Huanglu Town, even if his disciple Shi A died under Li Ruyu's sword, the tiger Ben Wang Yue, who had not come out of the sword, held the long sword upside down, and the blood on his shoulders was reveling.

However, Wang Yue's face was solemn.

Although a sword also approached the old dart master's body, and even left a sword mark on the old dart master's body, he was also injured by the snow-white sword qi.

The old dart master stood there, his eyes peaceful.

didn't care about the scar under his ribs, nor did he care about the sword intent that Wang Yue's sword left in his body, but slowly stated a fact: "You can't kill me." ”

Of course, I can't kill you.

It was a draw.

Even if the old dart master is the master's mentor, even if he is a sword immortal in the world, the four people opposite him are not bad, especially the tiger Ben Wang Yue who appeared at the end, and his kendo attainments are not even much inferior to himself.

There are too many demons in this cool world after all.

No one can really ask about invincibility.

And when the scorching sun burst at the bottom of the mountain, the people on the top of the mountain were also shocked, but no one knew who the owner of that scorching sun was.

Only the fortune teller who watched the excitement knew, but of course he wouldn't say it.

On the side, there was a handsome young man who looked at the fortune teller with a smile on his face, but his smile was full of murderous intent, so that the fortune teller was one head and two big, and glared at the delicate young man angrily, "Come Junchen, you don't want to help the empress's sword, stare at me what to do." ”

The delicate young man sighed, "Sure enough, you are a master, and you actually know my real name, are you Li Chunfeng or Yuan Tiangang?" ”

The fortune teller muttered that I am no one, just a fortune teller.

The delicate young man played with the boning knife in his hand, "But Her Majesty the Empress is very interested. ”

The fortune teller rolled his eyes, "I know what kind of heart you have, you just want to force me away from Lanshan, so that the world of Lanshan can return to the eyes of the Great Cool Heaven, so that it can be regarded as relieving Li Ruyu." ”

The delicate young man smiled, "It's good that you know." ”

The fortune teller sighed, got up and picked up the hexagram flag with only the word "face" left, "Let's go, if you don't leave, you will be made dumplings by the Tiqi of Beizhen Fusi!" ”

A gust of wind came.

The fortune teller has disappeared, outside Yingchang Mansion, the fortune teller walked in the dawn, but suddenly looked back, not at the top of Lan Mountain, but in the direction of Lin'an, with a surprised face: "Who is it?" ”

It dawned on me.

It turned out that the sword fairy in the world tonight was really that young man after seeing through the heavenly machine!

And almost at the same time, on Qingcheng Mountain, the white-haired old Taoist priest also looked in the direction of Lin'an in surprise, his eyes were clear and confused, and he was also at a loss who was making a move at this moment.

However, the black-clothed literati in Shu looked indifferent, and said to Tang Shi: "It's not early, just rest." ”

It's time to wrap things up.

It's a pity that it was not himself who ended the game, nor Wang Kun, nor Zhao Zhen, or even the Empress Lin'an, but a master who appeared inexplicably.

But it wasn't this master who ended the show.

It's a little girl.

It's ironic.

Lanshan's huge game of chess was finally lost to a little girl, and he lost to the little girl's words, which created a master who temporarily became a sword immortal in the world, which was also terrifying.

Destiny.

Lin'an, in the prison room, the old eunuch was looking at the golden dragon on the armillary sphere and suddenly gloomy, and suddenly he was speechless, and he was almost about to break the Taoist heart and scold, saying that where did the Taoist master who did not abide by the rules come from, if he wanted to break the game, the little girl would just make a move, and she had to borrow a point of dragon energy from the empress.

Isn't this adding to the chaos of Da Liang!

The old eunuch felt that the empress would have a bad face when she knew the truth after dawn.

But when I thought of involving that little girl, it was estimated that the empress's face was not good-looking for a while, and afterwards I might not let Qin Tianjian's worship go to find out what secrets the little girl's mansion had.

After all, no matter how strong the little girl is, it is also Li Ruyu's, and this also makes Li Ruyu temporarily among the sword immortals in the world and breaks the Lanshan situation.

And Li Ruyu is the empress's sword after all...... Or is it a person?

The old eunuch who has seen through some heavenly tricks is still not sure what the relationship between the empress and Li Ruyu will become.

I just know one thing: tonight, the dragon qi of the Empress Lin'an was borrowed and given to the young man, so in the future of the world, once the young man encounters a storm, he will really turn into a dragon.

I just don't know if this dragon and the empress's golden dragon can coexist in the world.

It's a mess.

For the first time, the old eunuch felt that Beizhen Fusi had not killed enough strangers.

……

……

Mu was injured and covered in wounds.

Ragged.

Of course, the torn clothes can't completely block the spring light, the blood on the snow-white skin is shocking, just so soft in Li Ruyu's arms, the skin gets along, and the cold delicacy stimulates Li Ruyu's spring poison more and more.

Li Ruyu, who was not crazy, was completely destroyed by the spring poison at that moment.

In the consciousness of the teenager, he forgot everything, and had only one thought: he wanted to put his heart where he had nowhere to place, and he wanted his body to find a warm and slippery harbor with nowhere to put it.

Li Ruyu turned over and sat up.

I can't see the old dart master in my eyes, I can't see the black-clothed Yingbu, I can't see Zhao Sa, I can't see the Dao Gu, and I can't see the delicate young man in the distance.

Li Ruyu only saw Ah Mu.

A Muna's ragged and delicate body became a paradise in Li Ruyu's eyes.

Li Ruyu reached out to stroke Mo Amu's face.

Five fingers tremble.

At this moment, Li Ruyu has completely lost his clarity.

There is no doubt that as long as Li Ruyu's five fingers fall on Ah Mu's face, everything will be broken at that moment, and even the old dart master will not be able to stop all this.

If the spring poison is not solved, Li Ruyu will inevitably be crazy.

Even if you don't die, you will become insane, and there will never be a clear time.

And at this moment, the fortune teller just turned into a gust of wind and went down to Lanshan, appeared outside Yingchang Mansion and looked back at Lin'an, the old Taoist priest of Qingcheng Mountain was confused, the black-clothed literati in Shu got up to rest, and the old eunuch of Lin'an was angry.

Just because someone made a move.

On the mansion of Xie Lang, the secretary of the Lin'an Ministry, on the tile surface in the courtyard of the Xie family's Wanxi boudoir, which is at the top of the list, Zhou Xiaoxiao is still sitting quietly, and the moon is sprinkled up.

At that time, the morning sun was rising.

On the same day as the sun and the moon, the brilliance bathed in the little body, and the glow was shining, like a sage.

The small side, sitting on the tile surface with crossed legs but as if sitting on the starry sky and the crescent moon, looked at the north with a smile, and muttered in a low voice, it turns out that this is the case, tonight, the sword fairy in the world of Lanshan Mountain, it turns out that this is how it came.

And again, it couldn't be too late.

So the female crown waved.

As a result, the golden dragon on the armillary sphere in the Tianfang of Lin'an Prison was eclipsed.

Thousands of miles away at the top of Lanshan Mountain.

The morning sun is rising, and the sun is shining on Ah Mu and Li Ruyu, as if the dawn of hope has turned into spring at this moment, full of indescribable ambiguity.

Li Ruyu's hand was about to touch Ah Mu's face.

Between heaven and earth, there was a sudden sound.

Very crisp sound.

There is still immaturity in the voice, and there is trust in the immaturity, and the voice is so loud without warning, together with the rising sun, like thunder on the top of Lan Mountain.

It's crispy.

"One thought is quiet, and flowers bloom all over the world."

……

……

Li Ruyu's mind also sounded this thunderous sound, he had long lost his consciousness of clarity, listening to this familiar sound, which had appeared countless times in his dreams, it was like an initiation.

It is like a heavy snow pressing on the head.

The boy's body shuddered.

The five fingers that were about to touch Ah Mu's cheek stopped in an instant.

The blood red in the young man's eyes faded layer by layer.

Between a few breaths, the pair of red eyes poisoned by the spring poison were as clear as a pool of autumn water.

A long sigh.

The young man's hand still fell on Ah Mu's cheek.

But there is no longer spring.

The young man smiled, "Ah Mu, don't die." ”

Don't catch a cold.

The young man took off his clothes, covered his body for Ah Mu, and slowly got up.

When he got up, the sunlight hit the young man's resolute face and fell on him, and everyone gave birth to the illusion that it was not a boy who got up, but a fish, or rather, a fish that gave birth to a dragon's whiskers.

Golden dragon's whiskers.

Purple fish.

This is absolutely unjustifiable change.

What's even more bizarre is that as the boy got up, under the boy's feet, in the hard Lanshan soil and rocks that had been cut off, green grass and wild buds stubbornly appeared, and they bloomed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

On the top of Lan Mountain, wildflowers are everywhere in an instant.

However, the wildflowers did not stop there, and quickly spread to the top of the entire Lanshan Mountain, centered on the teenager.

When the boy got up and stood still, Lanshan was already full of wildflowers.

Everyone on the top of the mountain is not a person in the Tao, no one knows, how the crisp little girl's voice resounded on the top of Lan Mountain, and no one knows what this sentence contains.

But at this moment, everyone understood the meaning of that sentence.

One thought to meditate.

This is the Word.

And this Dao not only went to Li Ruyu's spring poison, but even made Li Ruyu become a sword immortal in the world in a short period of time, otherwise why would flowers bloom all over the world?

This kind of handwriting is not something that can be done by a saint.

So, who is it?

No one knows.

When the young man got up, he only felt a sense of relief, all the things of last night echoed in his mind like lightning, and there was no spring poison in the young man's body at this moment.

On the top of the mountain, everyone was silent, except for the old dart master, who looked relieved.

Li Ruyu held the sword in one hand, glanced at the old dart master, and then bent down respectfully: "Apprentice grandson Li Ruyu, I have seen the master." ”

The old dart master laughed, "Angry Xiaobai? ”

Li Ruyu chuckled, "Don't dare." ”

The old dart master shook his head, "You are not as free as your master, if Xiaobai encountered this incident back then, if he saw me afterwards, he would definitely draw his sword against him, how can there be a reason to be a teacher to raise disciples like this." ”

Li Ruyu smiled, "Because I'm not a master." ”

It's not the Master, it's not inferior to the Master.

It wasn't until the moment when he got up that he caused the vision of flowers blooming all over the world, and Li Ruyu stepped into an unprecedented height with a small sentence, that he really knew how tall the master was.

But even so, what Li Ruyu said was not inferior to the master.

The disciple is not as good as the teacher, the truth of heaven and earth.

But the disciple can also be higher than the teacher, and I, Li Ruyu, also have this wish, and presumably the master also has this wish.

The old dart master was stunned for a moment, and became more and more pleased: "Very good." ”

When he practiced swords, Xiaobai also said the same thing, he said, I, Li Qinglian, am not Pei Min, why do I have to make that messy sword, my Li Qinglian's sword, when a sword is swung, the Milky Way flows straight down for three thousand miles.

Li Ruyu held his sword and looked at Yingbu: "Come to fight?" ”

Yingbu didn't say a word, turned around and left, so fast that without the slightest warning, Li Ruyu didn't have time to stop him.

Zhao Sa sighed, and a gust of wind descended from Lanshan.

And Dao Gu completely disappeared on the top of Lanshan Mountain as early as Li Ruyu's thoughts, meditation and flowers bloomed all over the world.

The old dart master is a sword immortal in the world, Li Ruyu is now a sword immortal in the world for a short time, two sword immortals in the world, how can this be fought, and the man who blinded the heavens is also gone, and the people of Beizhen Fusi should also arrive, if they don't leave, they really can't leave.

Only Wang Yue, who was wielding a sword, stood still.

Li Ruyu wanted to stop Zhao Sa, but was stopped by the old dart master, "Let him go." ”

The old dart master is not afraid of Zhao Sa, and of course he will not deliberately let him go like the master, but the old dart master is worried about another gun under the mountain: An Lihua, who moves mountains and seas.

If you really want to break the cauldron and sink the ship, even the immortals in the world dare not say that they can win An Lihua.

Besides, there is also the sword of Tiger Ben Wang Yue on the top of the mountain.

Li Ruyu didn't dare to disobey the will of his master, he wanted to cut the grass and kill Zhao Sa, and then kill the gun in the Star Picking Villa, but he had to give up with the obstruction of his master, and looked at Wang Yue, "Fight?" ”

Wang Yue was silent for a while, then returned his sword to its sheath and turned to leave.

That's the end of it.

Anyway, with his own sword, he can't kill the old dart master, and he can't kill Li Ruyu, since Li Ruyu doesn't die, he can't kill Liu Banzhao, this woman's southward journey has become a settlement.

Of course, it cannot be ruled out that there are still backhands waiting for Li Ruyu and Liu Banzhao on the way south.

After all, Li Ruyu's Sword Immortal Realm was just a flash in the pan.

Assassin, Xianggong Wang Kun doesn't have too many hands.

The morning sun crossed the clouds and hung over the eastern sky, shining brightly on the heavens and the earth, and a new day began, and the wildflowers blooming at the top of Lanshan Mountain gradually withered.

But the flower of hope never withers.