The plum blossoms of winter are gone.

Just like the vast few people in this world, these people are all top masters, strong people in the world, unique and proud of the world; But the stronger the person, the more lonely he is, the more lonely he is, the maverick he is, he has few companions, and he knows very little, and it is precisely because of this that many people do not end well.

Because they are single, and because the time that belongs to them, it is always very short, Guan Qi is strong enough, strong enough to be invincible, but he has not known life and death for many years, and the Yuan Thirteen limit is high enough, but I heard that he has died extremely miserably, lame, lame, blind, broken arm, and even suffered internal and external injuries, as well as poison, and finally, died in his own hands.

In the end, it was betrayed by his disciples, betrayed his relatives, and died without a body.

But if the flowers are reopened, will there be a time for people to live again?

I don't know.

The spring rain is soft.

In the hazy rain, I suddenly saw a pale cyan figure like a wisp of ghost, floating over, a pair of legs falling straight down, and the green robe swept in the wind, like a touch of cyan clouds across the sky.

He carried a bamboo hat on his head, braving the rain, resting on a treetop like a bird, but instead of standing on his feet, a crystal filament of three or four feet was shaken out of his sleeve, and one end was wrapped around the branches, so that it hung like a thing, and fell lightly in the air.

It was Su Qing.

A pair of eyes under the Kasa were searching around, as if he was looking for something, his calm eyes were like spring water, searching in the forest, on the riverside, on the ground, incessantly.

In the distance, you can vaguely see the outline of a corner of the capital.

And he came here to wonder if there was a time for people to live again, in fact, he had come several times in a row, but his current identity and what he did would inevitably attract attention, especially if he wanted to do something unconsciously, it would be even more difficult.

According to the news from the children of the gang, Wang Xiaoshi and Yuan Thirteen Limits are the decisive battle here, since Yuan Thirteen Limits is already dead, then Wang Xiaoshi will never let his uncle abandon the body in the wilderness, it should be buried, but where it is buried, I'm afraid it is unknown, he can only look for it little by little, depending on luck.

His posture of movement is also very skillful, one hand hangs the wire, and the other hand, only waving his sleeves and moving his hands, people can already use their strength to walk, float up, fly.

But as time passed, he was ready to give up, with no clue and no clues.

Seeing that the hour was gradually passing, he thought that he would return in vain today, but when he was about to turn back to the capital, he didn't want to hear a desolate sound in the distance, lonely and mournful, very sad.

His expression moved, and he looked for Xiao Sheng and swept over.

After walking about forty or fifty feet, he has reached the depths of the forest.

I saw that next to this low bluestone, there was a small tomb bag, without a name and surname, like a new tomb that had just been erected, and the soil color was completely different from the surroundings.

And in front of this grave, there was a weak, beautiful, and delicate girl, who was childish and beautiful, with a deep scar on her forehead, but she was dressed as a village girl.

The girl was drenched in the rain, and Xiao Sheng blew out from under her lips, and her throat was sad.

The thin and thin back is already pity for those who see it.

"You're a dreamless girl?"

Su Qing got straight to the point and asked directly.

Xiao Sheng made a decision.

The girl turned her head like a frightened rabbit and looked at her big eyes, revealing invisible vigilance and hatred.

"Who are you?"

Su Qing hung lightly in the air, his eyes moved to the tomb bag, but instead of answering, he asked, "Is the Yuan Thirteen Limit buried here?" ”

After hearing this, the girl was so angry that she almost gritted her silver teeth.

"You people, can't even let go of a corpse?"

Su Qing smiled: "Then you are wrong, I am only interested in living people, but I have no habit of liking corpses!" ”

Without waiting for the girl to say more, he pointed to the grave bag.

"Dig him out, I'll see if it's a real death or fake death, if it's a fake death, I can reluctantly help him, after all, I'm very curious about what those people will look like when they see a person who should have died standing in front of them, it must be very exciting!"

The girl wanted to scold angrily, but when she heard Su Qing say this, her words were stagnant, her beautiful eyes were full of surprise, and there were strong doubts.

Su Qing smiled leisurely: "Don't be in a hurry to refuse, even if I lie to you, there is no harm to you, why not try it, but if it is true, you have to promise me a few conditions!" ”

The girl couldn't figure it out now.

"I don't believe you, you need to tell me who you are, if you dare to lie to me, I have a place to find you!"

She looked up at her round little face and asked a little innocently.

Su Qing felt amused and said, "Then you have to remember, my name is Su Qing!" ”

The dreamless girl immediately exclaimed, "Huh? Are you the new owner of the Golden Wind Drizzle Building? ”

"Remember?"

"Well, remember!"

"That's good, hurry up!" Su Qing was already floating and resting on a branch above the new grave.

I can't help but say.

With one palm facing down, the grave bag has been separated from it,

The Dreamless Girl also gritted her teeth, buried her head in the helper, and quickly dug out a corpse covered in mud from the soil.

No, it shouldn't be a corpse, Gain's body, which has been dead for a long time, has been dug up at the moment and there is no sign of decay, and there is no smell of corpses.

Although not long had passed since that duel, such a scene was a surprise to the dreamless girl.

Under the rain, the man's face was quickly revealed.

A handsome but gloomy pale face, covered with blood above the heavenly spirit, with a broken arm and a lame.

This is the most earth-shattering and terrifying master in the world, known as the thirteenth limit of the Yuan that cannot be killed, killed, or killed.

Rao is Su Qing saw that this person had no breath at all, but his body was not rotten, and he couldn't help but be secretly shocked.

He stared.

"This is not the place, take him and follow me!"

How could the dreamless woman still have the mind to doubt Su Qing, without saying a word, she picked up the Yuan Thirteen Limit on the ground, and she was already following Su Qing, one of them flew in the air, and one person was on the ground with a rabbit and an eagle falling, this woman was also careful, lest she be noticed, and went to a farm yard to ask for a straw mat and wrapped the Yuan Thirteen Limit tightly.

It was only said that the two of them were in a hurry all the way, and only stopped when they arrived at a gorgeous painting boat in the center of Tianquan Lake.

The rain is misty.

The smoke is vast.

But no one saw it.

Since a few days ago, there was a shocking sound of laughter on Tianquan Mountain, and there were few people on Tianquan Lake this time, but it seemed to have become Su Qing's back garden.

On the painting boat, he was the only one, and even Lei Mei was not here.

Now that his strength as the new owner of the building has been revealed, it is the time to gather people's hearts, a mainstay like Lei Mei, he is naturally busy, and it is precisely because of this that he can look at the time and do this.

He sat back in his wheelchair.

The dreamless girl also hugged Yuan Thirteen Limits out, and then looked at Su Qing with hope, staring at him without blinking, as if to see how he brought the dead back to life.

Su Qing pursed his lips and didn't say anything, the five fingers of his right hand were buttoned and pressed, and a strong force instantly turned into a rolling heat wave and landed on the chest of Yuan Thirteen, but when he saw that his body was covered with water stains, it was steaming into wisps of white gas, and he only crossed the internal force into it, and turned around along the eight veins of the other party's Qi meridian and the hundred veins around his body, so he frowned.

This person is injured, not only the five internal organs have been damaged, but even the heavenly spirit is almost shattered, it can be said that he is full of injuries, but up and down his body, there is actually a kind of vitality that is not there, this vitality is not only gradually growing, but also constantly healing his injuries.

Amazing.

I'm afraid that after a long time, maybe I will really live from death.

"Mountain Character Sutra!"

Su Qing took a deep breath, suddenly reined in his internal force, raised his finger to volley, and his strength turned into a point, which had already turned into a dozen sharp shadows, and he connected a few points between the heart and pulse of the Yuan Thirteen Limit, and said in a deep voice: "I will save him for you, but I want the Shanzi Sutra, and after the Yuan Thirteen Limit wakes up, I will promise to do three more things for me!" ”

The dreamless girl's little face tensed, and without thinking, she nodded busily.

"Okay, I promise you!"

Su Qing said softly: "Okay! ”

In an instant, I saw the surroundings of the painting boat, and suddenly saw the mist on the lake gathered together.

A voice floated out, like an arrow shot at the lakeside, and fell into the ears of the disciples guarding the mountain.

"Tell me to go down, and no outsiders are allowed to set foot in Tianquan Lake!"

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