The tips of their noses touched each other, their foreheads touched, and their breaths seemed to blend together, becoming more profound and long. In the empty golden palace, it seems that there are only the two of them, and this is like the exclusive place for Bai Zixiao and Hua Qingmo, which only belongs to them.

"Zixiao, you have something to hide from me." Hua Qingmo looked at the face that was close at hand, and suddenly realized that something was wrong. No matter how arbitrary Bai Zixiao is, it is impossible to do such a thing to send him to death. "Mo'er doesn't believe it, you will put the two of us in danger in order to enjoy a blood soul flower, Mo'er doesn't believe it."

Although Bai Zixiao is wanton, he is not the kind of person who does not cherish his life. Otherwise, in the underground imperial city, he would not have endured the torture of King Yan for a year, and in that case, he believed that it was easier to die than to live.

How can a person who has endured so much pain and live make fun of his own life at will? Therefore, it is absolutely impossible for Bai Zixiao to belittle his own life, absolutely impossible.

Hearing Hua Qingmo's words, he looked at her resolute and serious eyes. Bai Zixiao suddenly laughed, and the laughter was particularly strange in the Golden Palace at this time.

Soon, though, his smile faded.

"Hua Qingmo, with me, you will die at any time, and you will go to hell at any time." The smile on Bai Zixiao's face was evil and weird, like a treacherous and ever-changing stratus cloud at this time.

"With you, if I need to go to hell, then I just want to be in hell and never recover." Hua Qingmo looked at Bai Zixiao, her tone was firm, and her eyes were flat, like the beginning, like the past, like the present.

She grasped Bai Zixiao's hand, and her dark eyes rippled with a determined and surviving light.

"By saying that, you're trying to divert my attention. In that case, Mo'er won't ask, let's go out first. Hua Qingmo paused, and looked in the direction where the sound of wind and sand was heard. Now, the only thing we have to do is get out. If you die here, there's nothing. Our lives, our husband and wife, Momo's father and mother, this qiē will be gone. ”

People must live in order to have a future.

Even if you have done something wrong that everyone will be punished for, as long as you live, you will have the opportunity to make amends. Only by living can life be repeated.

"That's what I said, let's go out first." Bai Zixiao took Hua Qingmo's hand and led her to the passage next to her. The footsteps of the two of them were extremely fast, and they looked like two phantoms, one purple and one red, shuttling through the passage.

When they came to a corner, they suddenly ran into those Xiloulan people. When those Xiloulans saw them, they immediately drew their weapons and attacked the two of them.

At this time, Bai Zixiao suddenly used force to pull Hua Qingmo behind him. At the same moment, the frosty sword he wore at his waist was already unsheathed.

Between the lightning and flint, the Frost Cold Sword blocked the attacks of several people in a row.

The first time they met, the people of Xiloulan were completely testing Bai Zixiao. But with just one hand, he was able to block the attacks of several of them in a row, and such strength had already made the people of Xiloulan fearful.

"It is said that the people of Loulan are simple and kind. The Lord of the Governor had previously let you go into the tunnels to avoid the wind and sand, and now you are repaying me with weapons, which is really simple and impressive. Bai Zixiao smiled at the Xiloulan people in front of him, and his smile was evil and charming.

Raising the Frost Cold Sword in front of his eyes, Bai Zi Xiao covered his hand on it, and his fingertips moved on the cold blade of the Frost Cold Sword. His fingers were jade-white, like the blade of the sword glowing with silver light, with an aura of cold killing.

Hua Qingmo stood behind Bai Zixiao, her eyes swept over these Xiloulan people. They saw traces of yellow sand on their clothes, and wanted to come and look for a way out like them. Everyone carried a burden on their hands, even the man whose arm was cut off by Bai Zixiao. And the things contained in the baggage, even if Hua Qingmo doesn't use the ability, it seems to be very clear, and it should all be gold.

The Golden Palace is full of gold, except for people like Bai Zixiao. The others who came here must have been for the gold in the Golden Palace.

Money is something outside the body, but it is a necessary thing for people in this world to live. These Xiloulan people are willing to risk their lives to come here, but it is nothing, it is just human nature.

"Where's the exit?" The leader of the Xiloulan people looked at Bai Zixiao, and his words were full of eagerness.

After entering the Golden Palace, they were surrounded by the winding passages here, and they couldn't distinguish between the east, south, and north. I finally got the gold, but I couldn't find a way out. If they can't get out, they want so much gold for no use at all, it's just a burden.

Looking down, he looked at the burden in his hand, hesitated for a moment, and threw it to the ground. Immediately, his eyes looked at Hua Qingmo, and his eyes suddenly turned cold.

These two people came all the way to Loulan, and they knew the wind and sand that Loulan encountered once in a hundred years, and they knew the Golden Palace that appeared after the wind and sand, so it was very likely that they knew the exit of the Golden Palace. However, this man does not seem to be a person who can help people lightly, and if he wants to extract something from his mouth, he can only grab the woman and blackmail him.

"Put down the gold first, grab the woman, and then ask where the man is exiting?" He spoke Loulan language, Hua Qingmo couldn't understand it, but Bai Zixiao could understand it.

He turned around and glanced at Hua Qingmo, his voice was cold and unchanged, still without any tenderness.

"Stand back, don't stand in the way of Lord Ben's killing."

After the voice fell, Hua Qingmo listened to Bai Zixiao's words and stepped back. However, her right hand was attached to the hilt of the Snow Chill Sword, ready to be drawn from its sheath. And her left hand is completely hidden in the wide sleeve robe at the moment, and a few flowing cloud needles at her fingertips are ready to attack.

Seeing that Bai Zixiao had made Hua Qingmo retreat, the Xiloulan people immediately dropped the gold in their hands and clenched their weapons to attack Bai Zixiao. These Loulan's martial arts are very peculiar, although the movements are not too fast, but their figures are unpredictable, and the early stage of the battle with Bai Zixiao actually put him at a disadvantage.

However, this is also inevitable, the seven Xiloulan people shot at Bai Zixiao at the same time, and Bai Zixiao has not seen the other party's moves, and it is normal to be below. Moreover, under such a disadvantage, he was still not injured at all, but only slightly at a disadvantage, which was enough to see his high martial arts attainments.

The sword is connected, and the murderous spirit is vertical and horizontal.

Bai Zixiao's frost cold sword is like the cold frost of late autumn, unabashedly releasing a strange cold air. When the silver-white blade dances, it is like a white rainbow through the sun, graceful and elegant, but the murderous aura when it is made is full of blood and anger.

After more than 100 moves, Bai Zixiao began to be on top, and the seven Xiloulan people were gradually at a disadvantage. Their martial arts are actually first- and second-rate masters, and their strange body skills are different from the outside world, and they can occupy a certain advantage in fighting.

But alas, they picked the wrong person. Even if Bai Zixiao fought against all the sixteen horsemen of Youyun, he might not be hurt by them in the slightest. You must know that compared to the Sixteen Horsemen of Youyun, these Xiloulan people are still a few points behind.

"It's boring." Bai Zixiao lightly blocked the weapons of the Xiloulan people, and looked at these people with extremely mocking eyes. He lifted his foot and kicked the person in front of him suddenly, and then the figure retreated like a ghost, and did not stop until it was shoulder to shoulder with Hua Qingmo.

Seeing this, the Xiloulan people immediately rushed towards them with weapons in hand. And Bai Zixiao just slowly raised the frost cold sword and injected internal force into the long sword. Immediately afterwards, Bai Zixiao lightly raised the frost cold sword, and a row of elegant sword shadows appeared in front of everyone, and the posture was really beautiful psychedelic.

When the frost cold sword hung down, Bai Zixiao grabbed Hua Qingmo and turned to leave. The wall behind it collapsed in an instant, making a heavy and violent crashing sound.

Seeing that the wall suddenly collapsed, those Xiloulan people immediately stopped and retreated backwards. When it was calm, one of them stepped forward to inspect and found that some of the incisions in the collapsed walls were eerily smooth, as if they had been cut off with a sword.

At that moment, these Xiloulans knew what kind of terrifying person they were facing just now.

After separating from those Xiloulan people, Bai Zixiao and Hua Qingmo continued to look for an exit in the tortuous passage. The two came to a golden passage again, but as soon as they walked on the passage, Hua Qingmo saw the churning yellow sand surging not far from the passage, and the scene was like the rising tide of the sea under the sunset, as if it was about to swallow up the shore of the river. And at this moment, these yellow sands are going to swallow up the entire Golden Palace, including them in the Golden Palace.

"It seems that there is no way out." Bai Zixiao looked at Hua Qingmo's expression, and already knew that she had seen the scene when the yellow sand poured in again. He clenched Hua Qingmo's hand and turned back, his slender figure looking extremely tall in the somewhat dim Golden Palace at this time.

After that, about a quarter of an hour later, the two of them came to a golden passage again, and at this time, there was no need for Hua Qingmo to watch with his abilities. The yellow sand that came like a tide had reached a distance that Bai Zixiao could see.

Time is of the essence.

Death, right at your feet.

"This storm is coming so fast." In the face of the approaching yellow sand, Bai Zixiao is still so calm and unhurried, as safe as a mountain. Turning back, Bai Zixiao took Hua Qingmo and continued to move forward without the slightest hesitation.

Walking behind Bai Zixiao, Hua Qingmo was a little behind him. At this time, she couldn't see his face, all she could see was Bai Zixiao's slender and jade back.

The dark purple robe swayed as he moved, like a curtain rolling the west wind, with an elegant and free beauty. The ink hair scattered behind him is as black as ink, like seaweed in water, swaying with an extremely beautiful figure. The peony flowers embroidered on the shoulders are gorgeous, beautiful, graceful, elegant and generous, just like the white purple flute, no matter when it is so high, it is so overlooking a qiē.

Inside the robe, the peony red dress with light and light dark blue concave lines floats, the color is gorgeous, enchanting and unqualified, and the eyes that reflect the flowers are so familiar and gentle colors.

At this moment, she suddenly remembered that when she first saw Bai Zixiao, he was also wearing such a peony red dress.