Zi Ye and the Wine Sword Immortal are the same person, if this is the truth, then the scheming of this Wine Sword Immortal is too terrifying.

Luo looked at Yun Tian, his face was shocked, and he was silent for a long time, as if he had thought of something, and his eyes froze.

"No, this Zi Ye and Zhuang Xiong once had a battle, if it weren't for the Inner Gate Shoufeng Elder, Zi Ye would have died, how could a mere Zhuang Xiong win the Wine Sword Immortal?"

He said, with a puzzled look on his face, Yun Tian glanced at him and smiled, which made Deluo stunned.

"Almost died, didn't he die, he's still alive, alive well, getting stronger and stronger, isn't he?"

Yun Tian said, looking at the ethereal cloud smoke, a smile appeared on his face.

"It's a good plan to use a Zhuang Xiong to confuse our attention, so that we always think that there is really a purple night, Jiujian Immortal, it's really a good calculation. ”

Yun Tian said, the smile on his face, but it was getting colder and colder, and the air around him was suffocated, Luo looked at him, his eyes were fixed, and he was silent, and there were still some doubts in his eyes.

"Hehe, Wine Sword Immortal, it would be fine if you continued to hide, but now that you have come out, it proves that you are in a hurry, a purple night, do you want to tell us that you are still alive?"

Yun Tian looked at a sea of clouds and said with a smile, his body was full of anger, and his eyes were full of cruelty.

"The more anxious you are, the more it proves that you can't do it, you are no longer the former Wine Sword Immortal, if you are the former Wine Sword Immortal, why use these calculations, the first battle more than thirty years ago, it seems that you are not comfortable. ”

Yuntian said, standing on the top of the green clouds, letting the mountain wind blow his clothes, his face was full of evil colors.

"Destroying the Qingyun Sect, it may not be more than three years. ”

He said, a faint sentence, which surprised Luo behind him, and looked at him with a solemn expression.

"Mansion Master, do you want to ......" he said, halfway through his words, he met Yuntian's gaze, and his expression was shocked.

"I have a letter here, you personally hand it over to Ye Ling, and ask him to get up immediately and bring it back to the imperial city. ”

Yuntian said, with an indifferent face, Luo looked at him, his eyes froze, took the letter, and left the main peak of Qingyun.

Yuntian stood on the top of the main peak of Qingyun, letting the wind surge, his robe danced, and there was no trace of fluctuation in his expression.

"It's been more than thirty years, a Qingyun Sect has bound me for so long, it's time to end, my surname is Qi, I am the eldest son of Emperor Tai of Qi, Qingyun Sect, the entire land of Qi should be mine. ”

He said, with an elegant body, a smile on his face, but his eyes were full of cruelty, and in a word, with a cold killing intent dissipated, so that the surrounding wind suddenly stopped.

In front of a wooden house, there was a small lake, and Ye Ling stood next to this small lake, looking at the lake, stunned.

The lake was originally crystal clear, but I don't know when it was dyed a bright red color, like blood, dazzling, which made Ye Ling's brows furrow, and he unconsciously stopped here.

Here, he had made a promise to a woman that if the lake was red, he would see her wherever she was, and perhaps time had passed so long that he had forgotten it.

Now that he had passed by this place, he had come to see it, but he did not expect that the water of this lake had really turned red, and the water of the lake was red, and if he wanted to keep his promise, he should go to see her.

Fang Yuqing, the concubine of the Fang family in the imperial city, she should be in the imperial city of Qi at the moment, thousands or tens of thousands of miles away from here, if he leaves at this time, what should Ling Lao do, and what about Qingyun Sect?

For a woman, a promise, is it worth it, Ye Ling looked at the reddened lake, then looked at the sky, and fell into silence, until a voice sounded beside him, and he came back to his senses.

"If you want to go, then go. A voice sounded, Ye Ling turned his head and saw Elder Ling.

"Don't worry about me, although I'm old and disabled, but it's not just a random person who can help it, people live this life, and some things will not be regretted once they are missed, although you and she are not people of the same world, but she has feelings for you after all. ”

He said, his expression fluttering, as if he remembered something, and there was a touch of loneliness and depression in his eyes.

Ye Ling looked at him, his eyes condensed slightly, and he wanted to ask, but he stopped again, and they all turned silent.

"Don't worry, Qingyun Sect has me, I have already gone to see Qingtian, Qingyun and others, as long as I am not dead, Qingyun Sect will not be destroyed, as long as there is wine, my Wine Sword Immortal will not be destroyed." ”

He said, although his face was decadent and deadly silent, he had a Ling Tian momentum, which made Ye Ling all shocked, looking at him, his expression was full of worry, and he was still silent.

"What's the matter, stinky boy, don't you believe me, I'm a wine sword fairy, one person is the wine sword fairy of the entire royal family, just a cloud sky, how can you help me?"

Ling Lao said, with a smile on his face, his face was full of suddenness, he patted Ye Ling's shoulder, took out a few pots of wine from his waist, hung them on Ye Ling's waist, and then looked at Ye Ling.

"Stinky boy, remember, remember to drink this wine every day, wine can gather spirits, it can help you cultivate, although the effect is not great, but after all, it is better than nothing, and it can be of some use. ”

He said, looking at Ye Ling, with a smile on his face, very kind, but it made people's hearts tremble.

The dead air on his face became heavier and heavier, but he hadn't seen it for a while, and his face seemed to have some more wrinkles, his hair was getting whiter, and his breath was weaker.

More than 30 years ago, the wine sword fairy, what a wanton and chic person this is, a pot of wine, a sword, and the end of the sword world, why did it become like this, what injuries did he suffer, and who hurt him?

Ye Ling had asked this question, but there was no response, there was just silence, and the pain in his eyes that was difficult to hide, the wound of Ling Lao, not only the physical pain, but also the heartache.

"Okay, that's pretty much it, old man, I'm tired, so I won't talk to you more, Qingtianfeng doesn't have to go, I have already dealt with the corpse in the forest for you, go back." ”

He said, looking at Ye Ling, showing a smile, turned around and left, his figure was a little rickety, a little staggering, and where he left, he saw a pool of blood, which was shocking.

Standing in front of this small lake, Ye Ling didn't leave for a long time, watching the blood and water on the ground mixed into the lake, and there was a depressed silence.

Long

Ye Ling was just about to leave, a person appeared by the small lake, and walked to Ye Ling's side, dressed in green clothes, with half-white hair, it was actually Elder Qingtian Taishang, and he had always been on one side.

He looked at Elder Ling's back, and his face was also stunned, with a touch of pain in his eyes, and he sighed slightly for a long time.

"Senior brother, he is really old, more than thirty years, senior brother has endured too much. ”

He said, looking at Ye Ling, Ye Ling also looked at him, and bowed slightly.

(End of chapter)