The night breeze blows on those who have been away from the world for a long time. Qin Yi greedily breathed the fresh air that he hadn't been exposed to for a long time, and at this moment, Fang Jue felt that life was precious. Since I came to this world, since I was a child, I have long been ignorant of life and death, as if I have long despised life and death.

When I was a child, I often went into the mountains on my own, and I narrowly missed my life several times, but I still enjoyed it. Then the storm arose, leaving Xinghua Village, and being caught in a maze of calculations in Luoyang, still wandering between life and death. Entering the underground palace of the Jinshi Imperial City, it is a dead end, but everything seems to have its own fixed number in the dark, because of his special system baggage and rich preliminary preparations, he not only survived because of the blessing of misfortune, but also advanced by leaps and bounds, a thousand miles a day.

Qin Yi swam in the river, and after washing away the dirt accumulated in the underground palace for a year, he felt relaxed. He is actually a person who is at ease with what he encounters, although he is reluctant in his heart, but he can still quickly adapt to the new environment.

This is the case in the reborn Xinghua Village, in Luoyang City, and in the Imperial City of the Underground Palace......

He took out a new set of clothes from his baggage and put them on, and his original scruffy appearance was gone. It's just that his beard and hair can't be tidied up, and he looks like an uncle in his forties. It can't be helped, you can't use a sword to shave, right?

Once ashore, he noticed the nameless tombstone.

At the beginning, Qi Tianjue was approaching, and he was afraid that he would not leave and send him into the underground palace with one palm, but now he thinks that it is no longer possible. This tombstone should have been erected by the wanderer later. Except for the wanderer's accident, no one else will erect a monument for him, but they will not engrave his name.

Qin Yi engraved Qi Tianjue's name with his sword, took out the last pot of wine from his baggage, and said, "Old Qi, you have an old stomach disease, and you often avoid alcohol when you are born. At this moment, there are finally no taboos, this pot of Du Kang wine, send you this last journey...... I will bring your words, and I will break your hatred! ”

In this river and lake, killing people and killing people, Qin Yi has long been conscious, and he also has another understanding of life and death in his heart. But when it comes to this moment of life and death, there is always a suppressed emotion coiled in my heart.

Qi Lao sacrificed his life to protect himself, and Qin Yi could not repay this kindness. The enemy is powerful, and the time for revenge cannot be rushed for the time being.

Qin Yi packed up his mood and was about to leave, but a thought hit his heart. His eyes were full of amazement as he looked down at the waterfall. Maybe after leaving, it won't be long before he fades away and seals it all in the corner of his memory......

He stood quietly by the river for a long time, until the dawn of the night, then he sighed deeply, looked at the sparkling and rippling river, heard the sound of the rumbling waterfall, and sighed: "Sultry and fragrant, flowers and beautiful water." The tulle is half-covered with green pearls, and the shadow is soft and graceful. The jade bottle sake is drunk together, pleasant and warm in spring. The psychedelic night is like a dream, and the dawn of the morning dawns and ends in the sky. ”

As soon as the poem ended, Qin Yi turned around angrily, yesterday's heavy was no longer traceable, as early as the first year of rebirth in this world, he swore to himself that he would only live in the present in this life, and not recall the past!

The pace of leaving has changed from the previous state of superiority and inferiority.

After he left, a delicate green figure jumped from the trees by the river.

"Phew! Obscene poetry! If you have a spring dream, you have to pretend to be a gentleman, it's really hypocritical, and the readers are really well-dressed beasts! The girl in green clothes had a look of disdain on her face, and said in the direction where Qin Yi had gone.

Apparently unhappy that someone had disturbed her purity, she suddenly noticed that the previous nameless tombstone had been inscribed.

"The penmanship is average, but the handwriting seems to be a deep sword style, hmm...... It seems that he is not a scholar, but a fake talent. The girl in green clothes circled the tombstone twice and muttered.

Then she looked at the water in the river with a disgusted face, pinched her nose and said: "A good river water, he washed out a smell of corpses that will not disperse, it is really annoying!" Forget it, I can't stay in this kind of place. That fake show seems to be a good kung fu, huh...... Find him to theorize. ”

After speaking, he stepped on the breeze and glimpsed away. It's like a mountain elf, when it comes without a trace, and when it goes, there is no trace.

Qin Yi traveled in the wilderness, and when he saw that the mountain road was rugged and difficult, he began to rush with light skills.

The leaves flew in the forest, and Qin Yi, who was dressed in a silver robe, was in the wind, his body was as light as a hong, and he quickly shuttled between the mountains and forests. The first time I walked lightly, I had a pleasant meaning.

Qin Yi felt the convenience brought by the light skill, and even felt the divine effect of the endless regeneration of the power in his body, which made him not feel tired at all after performing the light skill for half a moment, but became more and more energetic.

At the moment when the sun rose in the east, Qin Yi happened to climb to the top of the highest mountain nearby.

This is still the confines of Hatokashi, and he has to find his way back to the county. Although the time is judged by the amount of physical storage in the underground palace, the method of perceiving the alternation of day and night is always not accurate enough, and he needs to check the correct year.

However, the weather is slightly cooler now, and it should be the time of spring, so the details are unknown.

And after eating vegetable cakes and jerky for a year, it is indeed not a taste in his mouth, and after seeing the light of day again, it is necessary for him to compensate for his stomach.

The warm breeze of the morning sun caressed his face, and at this moment, he was truly relaxed, as if he was one with nature.

Speaking of which, the original meaning of Shennong Liuligong is the way of nature of all things, from the outside to the inside, and the heart is sacred. After Qin Yi practiced wrongly, he became a self-refining self with filth, and purified himself with filth, from the inside out...... Although they have different paths, the process methods are all different.

After a while, Qin Yi cleaned up his mood, and after identifying the direction, he left quickly.

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Before dawn was about to break, Qingluo, who was galloping in the wilderness, was originally chasing Qin Yi's footprints, but suddenly felt a sense of strength, and couldn't help but stop, flying on the top of the tree and looking into the distance.

"What a strong aura of gloom, hum! Evil spirits cannot be left behind. Qingluo snorted coldly, and immediately changed her route to the distant valley stone forest.

Although Qin Yi had a strong smell of corpses on his body, his gas was not abnormal, and there was even a faint flow of holy qi, so Qingluo did not regard it as a threat. Although she thinks he has a bad character, he only has a game mentality.

At this time, it is different, the changes in the distance can't escape the induction of her Qingming Xuangong, if there is a ghost in the world, she who thinks she is the right path of martial arts, will not sit idly by.

In the Stone Forest Valley, on a strange disc array, red blood light flowed. The bronze statues of the twelve zodiac beasts emitted bursts of evil atmosphere at the same time, as if to indicate that disaster was coming.

When Qingluo arrived, a strange figure appeared in the center of the disc formation, the person's long hair was flying wildly, he was wearing a talisman robe, and the ghostly aura on his body was strong, but it seemed to imply a spiritual breath.

The figure absorbed all the red qi in the array and let out a scream. Suddenly, a green thunder fell from the sky, and the figure suddenly dissipated, and the rune clothes suddenly ignited.

Qingluo frowned, because she saw a crimson ghost bird born from the flames ignited by the self-rune clothes.

The ghost bird let out a long cry, which made Qingluo lose her mind for a moment. The ghost bird is bright red and dazzling, its shape is like a bird, and the size is like a peacock, like the legendary hundred songs.

Then, Baiming flapped its wings and flew into the sky.

Qingluo suddenly came back to her senses, and snorted coldly: "The troubled times are robbed, you can't be left!" ”

After speaking, the left hand was filled with green energy, and a dark green longbow was faintly formed. At the same time, the right hand opened the emerald green gourd on the waist, and a pale yellow water flow formed an arrow shape in the hand.

Raise the bow with arrows, and without hearing the sound of breaking strings, the arrows of Huangquan will shoot out. The next moment, the Hundred Singing Ghost Bird screamed miserably in the air, its body swayed slightly, and then flapped its wings again and flew into the sky.

When Qingluo tried to shoot the second arrow, it had already disappeared into the night sky.

Qingluo put away the Biluo bow, beat his chest and said, "Ahhh......h Let it run! Scourge the world, Qingluo hero will not be killed, hum, continue to chase. ”

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