The night has sunk, and people have not slept.

In the desolation and cold, snow slowly falls from the night sky.

In the middle of the river city, a majestic bridge given by God sits on the south and north cities.

The iron horseman with white armor and silver boots passed over the bridge, stepping on the bluestone slab in a pool of blood splashed with a body of blood, a cold wind blew, the blood-red smell permeated the tip of his nose, and his indifferent eyes looked at the pile of corpses hideous and terrifying.

For them, it's just a matter of a moment.

At this time, Liubai Cliff was surrounded by young men he was familiar with, but he had already become a cold corpse, half-kneeling on the bluestone slab, looking at the pool of red blood, like a blood-red peach blossom blooming quietly.

I can't believe that the child of the Liujia who fell in a pool of blood is a young man trained by him to vomit blood in Liubaiya, and he is like crazy to kill each other with the familiar brothers in front of him, the pupils under the messy hair have long been dilated, and the torn clothes can no longer feel the cold wind.

In front of such a shock, there was no room for any thoughts of Liubaiya, no matter how the other party did it, now he could only throw it alone, staring at the demon not far from him with cold eyes, taking a deep breath of cool air, and struggling to get up from the side of the corpse beside him.

Liu Baiya gritted his teeth fiercely to force him to wake up, and pinched the cold snow in his hand to wash away the blood stains on his face, to lift his slightly tired eyes. With a roar to the sky, he stepped towards the black-robed man with a body that was covered with soft wounds.

The snow on the bluestone street was splashed with bewitching blood, and between the palms of his hands was a knife full of traces of dried blood, like a silver snake-like lightning stabbing towards it.

The roar of the mania caused a wave of fluctuations to run through the four directions, and the lonely throw of the Liubai Cliff was like burning the source spirit in the body, and when the source spirit was burned out, what was waiting was for him to run out of oil and dry up.

He shouldn't have taken such a risk, and when he came into contact with the man, he couldn't touch him from any direction.

It was as if he was in a predicament, looking hazy but becoming more and more bloodthirsty madness, but when he forcibly threw off the shackles, when he woke up, under his knife was the unbelieving eyes of the young man of the Liujia family, who looked at him in disbelief, and gradually fell into a pool of blood.

Holding the knife in the air towards the man, because the source qi in his body had been exhausted, his pale face was bloodless, and he forcibly suppressed a strong urge to cough, and he was only one step away from approaching his body. What he didn't expect was that the knife in his hand kept trembling, and a light in front of him stopped him.

At the moment of retraction, this person raised his palm at some point, and instantly clamped the knife of Liubai Cliff with two fingers, and with a slight fold, the sword in front of him was easily broken by this person. The pale face showed a shocked gaze, and the broken tip of the knife burst towards the Liubai Cliff, and then sprayed a layer of blood mist through the chest.

A heart-rending pain slammed to the ground from mid-air, a pool of blood splashed Liubaiya's hair, a violent cough erupted from his chest, and his trembling palms covered his chest but could not touch the tip of the knife inserted in it. Looking down, the armor on his body was actually a little broken.

Glancing sideways, his saber was still intact and lying quietly on the ground.

In the night snow, a black robe gradually walked towards the Liubai Cliff lying on the ground in embarrassment, took off the coat and hat on his head and smiled, and when the Liubai Cliff exuded a strange aura on his face, he suddenly had a ripple in his heart, churning and slapping like a tide, and his pupils were instantly covered with bloodshots.

When he wanted to pick up the saber beside him again, Liu Baiya's hands couldn't move at all, although it was less than a few feet, but it was thousands of miles away for him, and his forehead burst into green tendons like gritting his teeth, and then sighed helplessly.

Because of the strangulation of this group of institutions back then, his kindness has now laid the root of his troubles.

There is a terrifying aura hidden under the unforgettable face, I haven't seen him for many years, and the acquaintance in front of him is not the same as before, the cold smile lingers in his mind, Ren Qingsi is flying, Xuehua Muzhong closes his eyes slightly, and slowly lies on the ground like falling snow.

"Qin Zhan, you still can't let go of the demonic barrier that dominates the world in your heart, and the words of the founding Yuan Ling are simply a clapping chessboard that plays with the world. Lying on the blood-stained snow on the bluestone slab, he opened his eyes slightly and said with a sigh.

The black-robed man standing in front of Liubai Cliff tilted his head slightly, squinted slightly, and looked at Liubai Cliff lying on the river of blood, his eyes were full of extremely complex emotions, some sighs of sadness and some indifference.

The year that he couldn't forget, the night when it was snowing like this moment, watching him one after another Qin Zhan's bloodline pupils fell in the dark night without a trace of fear. The cunning rabbit is dead and the lackey is cooking, and the birds are hiding from the bow, and it is precisely because his threatening breath touches the bottom line that it has led to today's end.

"Brother Baiya, Qin Zhan has long since disappeared in the years with the collapse of the Qin Wudang King clan, and now he is only the household registration of Xingge Chu. ”

The black-robed man folded his hands in front of his waist and walked around the Liubai Cliff lying on the ground, the snow falling on his hair draped over his shoulders, and his eyes watched as the fireworks that seemed to light up the night. It's like going back to the indelible misery in my mind back then.

The night is the night, and there is no dawn.

"Ziwei is out of the southern city, and the north city is now empty mountain, supplemented by the thirteen sons to call the mountain not a mountain, and the sky is chaotic in all directions, and the wind is surging! Don't you believe Baiya?" When Chu's household registration returned to the origin beside Liubaiya, he said softly from his mouth.

In his younger brother Qin Gan, because of this prophecy, the world is sitting in all directions, but a Ziwei Emperor Star is now on Qin Gan's body, and in these few words, there are two red luans vision, if it weren't for his Chu household under the mercy of Liubai Cliff, he would not have understood that his Qin Zhan clan bloodline would be wiped out overnight.

Originally, he was a member of his Chu household registration clan with a bloodline that looked down on the world and dominated the four directions, but he let his beloved brother take everything away from him. No matter which of the two of them got this supreme position, it was the inheritance of the Qin family's bloodline, but what he didn't think about was that night ruined his hope.

Burdened with a sea of blood and hatred, the source of the soul was ruined, until he met the ancestor who was now resurrected, if it weren't for the mysterious ancestor, he still didn't understand the meaning of this passage.

"Qin Zhan, after many years, to this day, you have not woken up! Let you go to my Liubai Cliff because of the benevolence of a thought! But if you want to avenge the change of the Vermilion Bird back then, you will take off my Liubai Cliff's head. "Liubaiya's eyes are dim, in the dark corner, Qin Gan was forced to wash the Qin Zhan clan in blood in order to stabilize the party at night, the things of the year have long been covered by the yellow sand, and everything specific will disappear into the world with him tonight.

"Bai Ya, you and I had the deepest feelings back then, and they were the people who saved my life back then, how can Chu Jiaji be an ungrateful person. I haven't seen you for many years, and Yang Kongshan still thinks that you have regressed. After Chu Jiajia finished speaking, he turned around and looked at the sky not far away, put the palm held in front of his waist and sorted out the snowflakes on his shoulders and put his hands together.

His eyes flashed with golden light, and he squinted his eyes slightly, casting them into the night above, and a playful smile floated at the corner of his mouth. As far as Chu Ji's gaze looked, a pale blue rainbow light fell from the darkness, holding a pitch-black ring ruler that was about a foot long.

I don't know why he was trapped by the billowing fog when he was looking for the place where the fire was burning, and if it weren't for Yang Bo's pitch-black empty mountain nanmu ruler, it might have taken a few hours to be trapped in the dense fog when he came.

The figure that fell in front of Chu Jiakou from a distance was Yang Kongshan, the two eyes confronted, Chu's face was as calm as water, and the aura of the pitch-black ring ruler in Yang Kongshan's hand appeared, frowning and looking at Chu Jiajia, planning tonight's shocking change turned out to be an acquaintance who had already died for ten years.

Glancing towards the Liubai Cliff behind Chu Jia, the source qi in his body swelled, and as some pavilions in Jiangcheng burned to ashes, a surging heat soared into the sky above the night, and the snowflakes that fell from the heat passed by, and dense raindrops fell rapidly.

Even though it was raining in the sky, it was still cold.

The cold raindrops smashed on their faces, and the two just looked at each other for a long time.

The corners of Zhou Zhan's mouth twitched slightly, his hands under his robe suddenly formed, and his pale yellow and rough hands drew pale cyan lines.

When the lines were combined, the ripples under the characters were extremely turbulent, rolling up a shower of falling raindrops in front of them and distorting and staying in the air, and an invisible force turned into countless pale cyan points of light pouring in.

With his hands stretched out, the raindrops in front of him began to collapse, faintly carrying the space around him and collapsing, turning into a thick fog in an extremely short period of time. Then his eyes were attracted by the somewhat weak Liubai Cliff vomiting blood, and Yang Kongshan naturally did not see these actions under Zhou Zhan's robe.

Yang Kongshan saw that the situation of Liubaiya was a little bad, frowned, walked over from Zhou Zhan, came to Liubaiya, helped him up, took out the jade bottle from his arms, and hurriedly put the pill in the bottle in Liubaiya's mouth.

"I haven't seen you for many years, why don't you talk to my old friend?" Tilting his head slightly, the hair draped over his shoulders moved slightly with the breeze, Zhou Zhan watched Yang Kongshan walk past him, and asked Yang Kongshan with his back to the two behind him.

Yang Kongshan, who was half-squatting in front of Liubai Cliff, between his index finger and middle finger together, a rich aura traveled above his fingertips, and then pointed on the body of Liubai Cliff. Liubai Cliff instantly felt a warm current pouring into his body.

Concentrate on the pale face of Liubai Cliff, ignoring Zhou Zhan under the black robe behind him, when he looked down at the torn armor on Liubai Cliff's chest. Suddenly, his brows furrowed, and a few drops of blush fell in front of him, and he raised his head suddenly, only to see blood gushing from the corners of his eyes on the pupils of Liubai Cliff.

Liu Baiya only felt a pain in his head, his eyes were dark, and his palm grabbed Yang Kongshan, who had a gloomy face in front of him, and said weakly: "Life is over, Brother Kongshan doesn't need to blame himself." ”

Liu Baiya took out the wine that Yang Ziqi left to give him from his arms, a fragrance permeated the tip of his nose, and the past came to mind one by one, the prophecy of the year was basically fulfilled, and the revelation at the back end of the words was still hidden in his heart.

Just a slight smile, the cypress cliff is the piano road, it will be black in all directions, the lonely star, the snow in the dark night, the blue peach blossoms appear, and the chaos in all directions will rise again.

He is the only one in the world who knows the ultimate secret in the stone tablet in the Beiyuan swaggering court.