Outside the remnant valley, the beacon fire is in the sky, fighting the ghost forest, Chihuakou, crocodile river, Confucianism, Taoism, Buddhism, the three religions and the remnant valley of the earth when the soldiers are difficult to stop, in the remnant valley, also gradually changed.

In the small courtyard, the half-crippled poisoner, sitting in a wheelchair, squinted slightly, and couldn't help speculating about the next action in his heart, unaware that the tea in front of him had been cold for a long time, I don't know how long it took, Tan Shen opened his eyes, reached out to pick up the cup, and quietly swept over several places in his small courtyard, he knew that there were a pair of eyes staring at him in those places, if there was any rash move, I was afraid that it would be the end of joining forces to kill.

However, just like this, I want to see the old man, Cui Ji, you are too naïve. I saw that his fingers flicked slightly, and the strange medicinal powder fell into the tea, which did not attract the attention of the people around him, and then he drank it......

After a while, Tan Shen's face gradually became ugly, he stretched out his hands and covered his throat weakly, looking very painful, and he suddenly lifted the teacup on the table to the ground, and the residual liquid actually corroded the ground into small pits, obviously someone threw poison in it.

"That's not right!" One person led by Tan Shen screamed and hurriedly rushed out, and then, three more people followed, came to Tan Shen's side, and found that the poisoner was already angry on the spot.

"How so!" The man hurriedly squatted down, and with two fingers probing his nose, Tan Shen was already out of breath, "Boss, how could this guy!" A burly man behind the man said.

The man stood up, frowned and said, "The third, you go and inform Master Chu quickly, the sixth one, you go and invite the medicine idiot to come here, and the fifth one, you are here to guard with me." ”

"Yes!" As the man finished arranging, a lean man who was called the third child and a sixth man dressed like a scholar answered, and they were about to leave, but unexpectedly, at this moment, the scene changed again!

Tan Shen, the already angry poisoner, suddenly appeared at the top of his ability, Nei Yuan urged, the golden needle ran away, and the elegant and beautiful posture faintly appeared, and he touched it repeatedly, but he took one move after another, without giving the four of them any breathing space, but after a few moves, the scholar and the lean man had already fallen down one after another with the golden needle in their bodies, unconscious.

"You are by no means Tan Shen, who are you!" The man in the lead knew that the situation was critical, and saw that the opportunity had been lost, but he fired several palms in a row, and the accomplices on the side faintly cooperated, and decided to withdraw first.

But seeing Tan Shen's slap, he didn't allow any breathing, and he looked at the flaws in the fist of the strong man with one palm, and then printed it, and there was another person in the field, "You have your mission, and I have my responsibility, so let's stop here." Immediately, the male Shen palm, buckle the throat and ask for his life, although the man is extraordinary, but the opportunity has been lost, the gap between the foundation is clear, in the face of the final move, although it is a counterattack, but after all, it is difficult to escape defeat.

"Well, while there are not many masters in the valley now, act according to the plan." Tan Shen muttered to himself in the field, and then released a fluttering red butterfly, flapped its wings, and disappeared from Tan Shen's sight......

It's time...... Mu Yu looked at the red butterflies flying outside the window, and said silently in his heart, it has been a long time since he entered this remnant valley, and it is time to leave.

Stepping out of the door, he was surprised to see a blind monk in a green robe standing in the courtyard, I don't know how long he had been standing, "Is Mu Shi leaving?" Zong Yuan said.

"During this time, Master Lao has taken care of me, but when the time comes, I must leave, I wonder if the master is willing to walk with me?" Although Mu Yu was a little surprised, he was relieved when he thought of Zong Yuan's divine eyes.

"Amitabha, not long ago, the poor monk noticed a red butterfly flying in the courtyard, and since then the donor has been restless, and now it's time." Zong Yuan sang the Buddha's horn and said: "There is a fellowship, and the poor monk has a word, hoping that the donor can listen to it and believe it." ”

"Master, but it doesn't hurt to speak."

"Although the inside of the remnant valley is no different from the outside of the valley, due to the preference of the valley owner, the medicine idiot girl specially prepared the secret medicine, so that the genus of bee butterflies has never appeared in the valley." Zong Yuanyu said sharply, "The donor should leave the Earth Remnant Valley as soon as possible after meeting up with his companions,"

"What does the master mean......" Mu Yu was already shocked when he heard this, if what Zong Yuan said was true, wouldn't the current situation be ......

"This arrow can help the donor out of the valley unhindered, so be sure to do it as soon as possible." As he spoke, Zong Yuan handed over a dark red order arrow to Mu Yu.

"Thank you." Mu Yu took the arrow and said, "Why doesn't the master go out of the valley together?" ”

"Amitabha." Zong Yuan smiled, his face relaxed, "The poor monk and the person still have a gambling contract that has not been completed, don't leave, the time has come, the donor and the poor monk have a chance to meet again, please." ”

"This ......" Mu Yu couldn't hesitate in his heart, and then made up his mind: "Okay, then the rivers and lakes will meet again." ”

When the words fell, I saw Mu Yu's body method exerted, and his traces were fleeting, and he had disappeared into the courtyard in the blink of an eye.

"Zongyuan, your courage is getting bigger and bigger." Just after Mu Yu left, Mo Ming's voice suddenly heard in the courtyard, and his tone was indifferent. Zong Yuan sat on the stone bench and responded calmly: "Amitabha, the momentum has been achieved, it is difficult to stop, why should the valley master be worried." ”

"You should know that I hate any unstable variables." The voice responded.

"He knows, but the poor monk doesn't, but in the future, the poor monk will remember." Zong Yuan said with a smile, listening to the words in his ear, there was no trace of nervousness.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll stop him?"

"The pride of the valley lord is clear to his heart, as for the existing people in the valley, there are still people who can defeat him, but there is no one who kills him."

The voice of "conceited Buddha ......" gradually subsided, and there was only a monk in a green robe in the field, speechless and speechless.

Not far from the remnant valley, there is a secluded path, folding willow heart, laughing at the south crown, fate of the world, and the wings of the sky.

"As long as you pass through this place, you can pass through and join Mu Houye." Said the fate of the world.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the cold wind, the cold fire, the cold string sound, it seems to be virtual and real, it seems to be far and near, a piano, a game of chess, a sword, and a person who is obsessed with the past stands with his hands in his hands.

"Who's coming?" Facing the mysterious person in front of him, Xiao Nanguan fist bowed and arrows, and was already in a state of preparation, and the three of Folding Liu Xinzhai, Fate and Wings of the Sky were also ready to go, secretly on guard.

"Are you going to the Valley of the Earth?" The figure asked.

"So what?" Xiao Nanguan snorted coldly, and the arrow of the fist bow was already flying out of the string.

The person did not move, the sword had already sounded, and he saw that Leng Feng was full of sword qi and pierced the arrow shot by Xiao Nanguan, and the remaining momentum was not reduced, and he went straight towards Xiao Nanguan.

Folding Liu Xinzhai immediately danced lightly with the willow staff in his hand, and the gusts of willow wind consumed the sword qi layer by layer, and Xiao Nanguan took out another arrow at the same time, and the sword qi collapsed.

"Piano, chess, sword, you choose one, if you win, you can pass through this place, if you lose, the four of you will be buried here together!"