Murong Xiaotian laughed wildly and rushed towards Tiefeng Mountain. Not yet at the foot of the mountain. I heard a faint thunder in the sky above the entire mountain peak, and the sky above Tiefeng Mountain was covered with dark clouds, black and heavy, and the dark clouds seemed to press to the top of the mountain.

"Damn, I won't go up to Tiefeng Mountain, I still have to enjoy the Heavenly Tribulation," he didn't realize anything when he was in the distance, but when he came to the front and saw the formation above the entire Tiefeng Mountain, Murong Xiaotian's heart couldn't help but feel a little hairy.

"Damn, the woodcutter said it's okay, I'm a Xiaoqiang who can't be killed, and I'm afraid of a hair," Murong Xiaotian gritted his teeth, unfolded his body, and ran up the mountain.

"Boom, boom," the lightning in the sky roared, and a lightning bolt slashed directly on Murong Xiaotian's body, and the numbness of his whole body made his progress stop suddenly, the unbearable taste had just been relieved, and the second lightning flew down again, "Grass, there is no end," Murong Xiaotian scolded, dodging the lightning at an unprecedented speed, but the lightning seemed to be equipped with a tracker, no matter how he dodged, it still fell on his body accurately.

"Fight," Murong Xiaotian gritted his teeth fiercely, no longer caring about the lightning and thunder in the sky, just running towards the mountain with all his heart, and he didn't know how many times he was struck by thunder, and finally rushed to the top of the mountain, the clothes on his body had already been struck into pieces by the thunder, and his whole body looked black, and he could smell a scorching smell!

"Haha," Seeing a bead radiating dazzling light held by a woman statue on the top of the mountain, more than ten meters away from him, Murong Xiaotian laughed happily, as long as he got that bead, it was worth it after being struck by lightning so many times.

The bead is dazzling, but it is less than one ten-thousandth of the statue, the woman on the statue is so beautiful that people can't describe it in words, it seems that all words can't express her beauty, "Damn, if it's a real person, it is estimated that all the men who see her will have nosebleeds," Murong Xiaotian glanced at the statue of the woman, let out a sigh of emotion, rushed over, and grabbed the bead in the hand of the statue of the woman.

Suddenly, the woman's body exuded a dazzling brilliance, and with a "boom," Murong Xiaotian flew out, and the whole body flew straight to the foot of Tiefeng Mountain uncontrollably, Murong Xiaotian rolled all the way, until he rolled to the foot of the mountain, and the whole person lay on the ground, only feeling that the sky was spinning, and his internal organs were tossed and almost vomited.

"The dead woodcutter of the grass, you must know that this iron soul bead can't be taken off, don't report it, don't let Lao Tzu touch you again," After a long time, Murong Xiaotian said this sentence with difficulty, and got up from the ground with difficulty, the whole person felt light, and he was dizzy for a long time.

Murong Xiaotian only reacted at this time, this trial of the Linglong Pagoda, it will be so simple, after a few lightning strikes, you will be able to get the Iron Soul Bead, it seems that this level will definitely not be simpler than the level of Void Village, he is too impulsive, he should first figure out the situation of Tiefeng Mountain.

Thinking of this, Murong Xiaotian walked south along the mountain road, first found a small river, plopped out, jumped in, and there was still a smell of burnt paste all over his body, and he couldn't do it without washing it.

"Grass, is this me? How did you become a black African," Seeing his reflection in the water, Murong Xiaotian was shocked, the self in the water, except for the teeth in his mouth that were white, the whole person was as black as black carbon, if he was walking on the street of Shijie in reality, he would be a purebred African.

"Grass mud horse, is there any mistake! No matter what, you can't change the race for Lao Tzu! Murong Xiaotian, who had exhausted all kinds of methods, but still didn't change the situation at all, finally couldn't help but scold, the color of his whole body, as if he was born with a black race, was about to rub his skin away, and the black didn't fall off at all, as if Murong Xiaotian's skin was originally this color.

"Depressed," Murong Xiaotian had nothing to do, smiled bitterly, and could only give up, hoping that after this level, the color of his skin could return to normal, but it really didn't work, out of the Linglong Tower, he could always return to normal, otherwise, he would really be embarrassed to be thrown home, and he wouldn't let those brothers die, although it was said that in the game, Murong Xiaotian who looked like something he didn't take seriously, otherwise, he wouldn't have lowered his appearance, but he was the boss of the world's first thief's mansion, and he was dangling around Huaxia District like a, It's too face-saving!

"Heaven forbid, I have completed the trial task and returned to normal!" Murong Xiaotian drew a cross on his chest, put aside this trouble for the time being, got out of the water, got a non-attribute casual clothes from the package and put it on, and quickly walked along the path by the river to the south.

"My enthusiasm is like a fire that burns the whole desert ......"

"Grass you, really let me run into you," suddenly there was this song from the front, Murong Xiaotian was happy, it was really a magnificent French Open, combing but not leaking, I didn't expect that I had just gone down Tiefeng Mountain, and I heard the woodcutter's ugly song again, Murong Xiaotian walked towards this song, and only after walking not far away, he saw the woodcutter sitting in a place by the river fishing, although the woodcutter's dress had been changed to the fisherman's dress, but the song, like that, was definitely the woodcutter.

"Damn, don't think that I don't know you if I change into a vest," Murong Xiaotian walked towards the guy: "Hey, brother, you're very leisurely!" Murong Xiaotian walked over and slapped the guy on the shoulder.

"Oh, who is it, so strong, you want to kill someone!" The woodcutter turned his head and saw Murong Xiaotian, he was stunned at first, and then laughed wildly.

"Funny, isn't it?" Murong Xiaotian snorted coldly and stared at the woodcutter viciously, that's right, it's this guy, although he has changed into a fisherman's dress, but that face, that voice, has turned into ashes, and Murong Xiaotian will not forget it.

"You, you, you must have touched that Iron Soul Bead, haha, haha," the woodcutter stretched out his hand and pointed at Murong Xiaotian's face, laughing wildly.

"Die, since you know that thing can't be touched, I just asked you why you didn't say it!" Murong Xiaotian listened to the woodcutter's words, and the fire suddenly rose, if this girl didn't know that this situation would occur, it would be fine, but listening to his tone, it was clear that it couldn't be clearer, since he knew about this situation, but he didn't tell himself, it was clearly deliberately letting himself go up to Tiefeng Mountain to eat deflated.

Murong Xiaotian flew up and kicked the woodcutter into the river, still angry and said, "Damn, dare to play Lao Tzu." ”

"You bastard, I have nothing to do with you, you weishenme want to hurt me, I can't swim, save me," the fisherman fell into the river, waving his hands and flapping wildly.

"Grass, save you, if I can't drown you, I'll strangle you, dare to play Lao Tzu," Murong Xiaotian lowered his middle finger at the woodcutter in the river, and smiled evilly: "Before you die, I will remind you again, your fucking singing is so ugly, quack," Murong Xiaotian finished speaking, laughed wildly and left the river!

Murong Xiaotian continued to walk south along the path, and now his psychological face was much more comfortable, and he kicked the woodcutter into the water. Finally relieved the hatred in my heart, passing by a bamboo forest, there was a faint sound of the elegant piano in the bamboo forest, the sound was suddenly high, abruptly low, one will be like ten thousand horses galloping, one will be like a hundred birds singing, let people listen to the blood boiling, but the sound of the piano, and it seems to contain infinite sorrow, let people listen, as if there is a feeling of liver and intestines!

"Circling the beam for three days, endlessly, this sound is only because there is one in the sky, and it is rare to hear it in the world!" Murong Xiaotian was deeply attracted by this heavenly sound, and couldn't help but walk towards the bamboo forest.

In the bamboo forest, a woman was playing the piano with her back to Murong Xiaotian, dressed in white, like a fairy in the world, with black hair, draped over her shoulders, just the back, which made people look at the touch, that figure, coupled with the sound of the sky, made Murong Xiaotian fascinated and intoxicated in this wonderful moment.

"Touch," the strings stopped, and the bamboo forest instantly became silent, as if even time wanted to retain the beautiful piano sound.

"The girl's piano is played beautifully, so that I can feast my ears, but the sound of the piano is full of grief and sadness, is there anything sad about the girl?" Murong Xiaotian sighed lightly, he didn't know Weishenme, for the girl in front of him, a trace of miserliness and care inexplicably rose!

"Who knows how sad people are broken, and all kinds of sorrow? Xian'er is sad, naturally there are reasons for Xian'er to be sad! When the girl heard Murong Xiaotian's voice, her shoulders trembled slightly, but she didn't look back, she just sighed softly, that voice, as if bringing people to a fairyland, seemed to be a hundred times more beautiful than the sound of the piano.

"If there is anything sad, you might as well tell it, maybe I can help you," Murong Xiaotian only felt an uncontrollable beating of his heart, and he suddenly had an impulse to do anything for this girl!

The girl sighed softly, slowly stood up, turned around, faced Murong Xiaotian, and said sadly: "Many young people like you have said such things, but after seeing my appearance, they can't avoid it. ”

The girl's face was veiled, and she couldn't see her, but those eyes, black and white, contained kindness, tenderness, and endless sorrow......

"You are wrong, no one will be like me, I am me, there is only one thief in the world, there will never be a second," Murong Xiaotian replied very deeply and steadily, and his tone was firm.

The girl's body trembled slightly, the veil on her face swayed slightly, she was a little excited, she didn't say anything, she slowly raised her slender jade hand, and pulled the veil off her face!