One dance is in the city, and then the country is in the country

The empress is a peerless figure, unparalleled in the world, unique

There is no one else who can appreciate the dancer

Wang Shu felt that his face was handsome and a little generous.

Besides, if she brought her news of her brother, she wouldn't refuse such a small request from herself

He smiled, his dark eyes glinting, and he was a little proud

Under the cold moonlight, the evening breeze is gentle, and pieces of silver light are sprinkled on the earth, as if it is covered with a layer of silver, which is very beautiful.

The empress is still dressed in heroic men's clothes, but even this cannot hide her own unparalleled charm.

Gently untie the soft headband, and the jet-black and shiny hair slowly falls to the shoulders, constantly emitting a charming fragrance.

Although a pair of phoenix eyes are majestic, they also have the gentleness of water at this time, which can tolerate everything

The empress stared at Wang Shu calmly, and then raised her slender and slender arms

"What a giggle about"

An abrupt voice suddenly sounded, Wang Shu's face was confused, and the wonderful atmosphere created just now disappeared.

I saw that the empress was still the cold and majestic adopted son, neatly dressed, with her hands on her back, standing proudly.

"Hey, hallucination," Wang Shu thought.

"Little thief, look at your lewd smile, sure enough, all the crows in the world are generally black. It's only been eight years, and you've become like this. ”

The empress said unceremoniously, but the meaning of the beautiful face is intriguing.

"Cut, don't comment on my artistic appreciation of beauty with your worldly eyes" Wang Shu raised his head, unmoved by external objects.

"It's so thick-skinned," the empress said angrily.

"Hehe," Wang Shu said with a smile.

The air was silent for a few seconds, and all I could hear was the cold wind whistling over the mountain peaks, and the stars that seemed to be palpable when I looked up.

"Yun Ji, the night is long, we won't do anything"

"What do you want to do?"

"Let's talk about some philosophy of life or something."

"Okay"

At the same time, the other side.

Li Xingyun, Lu Linxuan, and Nightmare, they took the unconscious Uncle Yang to find an ordinary inn and began emergency treatment.

After a lot of effort, Li Xingyun sweated profusely and took off more than a hundred silver needles from his master, exhaled lightly, and said:

"Okay"

"Ahem"

Within a few seconds, a coughing sound came out of Uncle Yang's mouth, and then he opened his eyes Youyou, his gaze a little dim.

He looked at the scene in front of him and muttered:

"Is this an illusion, how did I see Nebula and Lin Xuan?"

"Master, this is not an illusion. I'm Lin Xuan."

Lu Linxuan grabbed Uncle Yang's arm tightly and shook it vigorously, causing his eyes to roll over.

"Little junior sister, you tap. The master is a patient, and he can't stand your strength. ”

Li Xingyun hurriedly pulled Lu Linxuan away, looking like he was palpitating, he had just pulled the old man's life back from the ghost gate, don't let the junior sister kick it back again.

Although in the past eight years, the master has taught them a lot, and he has no less resentment in his heart.

But one day as a teacher and a father for life, such kindness should be remembered for a lifetime.

After slowing down, Uncle Yang's thoughts gradually became clearer, and he understood that this was not a dream, but he was strange that he remembered that he was not tortured by the two imps of black and white impermanence

Why did he suddenly appear here, and the two apprentices were also there

What happened was that he had amnesia

Li Xingyun's mind was lively, delicate and extraordinary, knowing the doubts in his master's eyes, he opened his mouth to explain:

"Senior Brother went to the Sword House alone to rescue you from the Xuanming Sect."

"What, Tree"

Uncle Yang said tremblingly, his breath was disordered, his face was suddenly red, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood excitedly.

Seeing this, Li Xingyun hurriedly took out dozens of silver needles and pierced them at the master's chest.

He was really afraid that the master would suddenly die with excitement

"It's really a tree, but what about the others"

Uncle Yang didn't care about his injuries, and looked at Li Xingyun with an inquiring gaze again.

"After Senior Brother rescued you, he said that he was avenging you, and he went to the Sword House to find the Xuanming Sect alone, and he hasn't come back until now." Lu Linxuan said.

"Why don't you stop him, how can he face so many Xuanming Sect people alone?"

Uncle Yang said loudly, his expression was tangled, he had indescribable emotions, and he hated himself for being incompetent, and in the end he had to be saved by his apprentice.

If Wang Shu encounters an accident, he will not be at ease, or he will feel guilty for the rest of his life.

"We wanted to go with Senior Brother, but your injuries couldn't be delayed at the time. If it's any longer, your life won't come back, master. Li Xingyun said.

"I'm a person who is already in the twilight, how much time can I live," Uncle Yang sighed.

"Grandpa, the tree pot pot is so powerful, there will be no accident, you can rest assured."

Nightmare said, although her pretty face was full of worry, she still forced a smile and was optimistic and positive.

"You are" Uncle Yang's expression froze.

Qingcheng Mountain, the night is dark and the wind is high.

The black and white impermanence brothers and sisters are here again, and they are walking towards the mountain step by step.

Along the way, there were rocks that had been shattered by thunderbolts, and everywhere, there were ravines of unknown depth, and the soldiers of the Xuanming Sect who were buried deep under the rubble.

The air was scorched, filled with the pungent smell of sulfur, burning, and the stench of corpses.

According to reason, it has only been less than a day, and even if a person dies, it will not emit such a strong smell.

But after hundreds, thousands of thunderbolts exploded together, the scorching heat had already turned this place into a Jedi and a purgatory.

"Big brother, why are we coming back?" asked Chang Xuanling.

As the mastermind behind the scenes, Hei Wuchang smiled, and with a gloomy look in his eyes, he said:

"Little sister, this is a big treasure."

"Great Treasure" Chang Xuanling's eyes widened, and his face was puzzled.

"Rustle"

Chang Haoling walked a few steps, suddenly stopped, and suddenly kicked open a piece of rubble, and there was a person lying there inside, and there was still breath.

"Yan Luo Jiang Zhaoyi" Chang Xuanling recognized that person at a glance.

The figure also discovered the impermanence of black and white, a pair of dark eyes showed joy, and a weak voice came:

"It turned out to be you two little ghosts, hurry up and rescue Ben Jun"

Black and white impermanence glanced at each other, especially Chang Haoling, who approached step by step, with a sarcastic face, and said:

"Tsk, the dignified Zhao Shengyan Jun actually wants our brother and sister to come to the rescue"

"What do you mean" Jiang Zhaoyi lay on the ground, his expression gradually frozen.

"The teachings of the Xuanming Sect, the strong survive, and the weak eliminate you, the good days are over"

A black corpse qi burst out of Chang Haoling's palm, and he slammed towards the Heavenly Spirit Cover on Jiang Zhaoyi's head, mercilessly, and smashed it directly.

"Big brother, you" Chang Xuanling's eyes showed a look of disbelief, and at the same time, an inexplicable flame burned in her eyes.

"Little sister, most of the masters of the Xuanming Sect are on this mountain, we can't waste it."

Chang Haoling's voice was extremely harsh in this night, echoing throughout the entire Qingcheng Mountain, endlessly.