Seeing enough, Jing Qingli lost interest, and immediately gained insight into the attitude of the Tentative Heart Pavilion.

She looked down on everything like a god, and behind her was nothingness. She turned her head and smiled at something faintly in the depths of nothingness, with a bad expression, and still mouth-shaped, and said silently:

Three thousand feet!

Luo Jiutian, who occasionally came to inspect and inspect the mountain protection array, glanced at the source of the formation at random, first listened to the disciples of the guard array say about the abnormality of the formation of the first level, she faintly guessed, and then looked at the person who touched and broke the hidden level and did not cultivate, although her appearance had changed, she intuitively felt that this person was Jing Qingli, who had been missing for many years.

Seeing her accompany a young man to break through, the young man's appearance was a little familiar, but he couldn't think of where this familiarity came from for a while.

Secretly remembered Jing Qingli's method of blinding the second level of the Mountain Protection Array, and thought that after the matter was over, he would report it to improve it.

Jing Qingli was different from others after all, the secret technique of the Heart Trial Pavilion could not be used on her, Luo Jiutian wrote down this in his heart, and personally manipulated the Heart Trial Pavilion to mobilize her memory. Originally, he wanted to see her indulge in it, but who knew that Jing Qingli had been awake all the time, and she also noticed where she was, and called out her nickname defiantly.

Looking back, she knew that since the time she hit the Heart Trial Pavilion to mobilize her memories instead of using the illusion, she already knew that someone was deliberately manipulating it. Come to think of it, if it weren't for Jing Qingli's active cooperation, I am afraid that the Trial Heart Pavilion would not be able to reflect the memory.

The figure that wandered outside the memory had already turned around and was facing nothingness, holding his arms and his face cynical.

And that damn '3,000 feet'!

Luo Jiutian grinded his teeth viciously, and if this shrew dared to call her like this, she would fight with her!

Hate exhaled and drove the Mind Trial Pavilion to throw her out of the secret realm, and he turned around and went to the city gate angrily.

Testimonial Pavilion.

Rao is Ye Yuanyuan was prepared, but the scene he faced when he opened his eyes made his eyes wide and gritted his teeth.

The butler's neck was slashed by those hideous murderers, and blood sprayed. The blood beads fell on the surrounding grass blades, and the slender grass blades could not withstand the impact of the blood beads and bent down.

Beads of blood splattered before his eyes, some staining his body red, others sinking into the dirt, leaving dark trails and disgusting breaths.

The butler opened his mouth, his eyes hurriedly glanced at the grass where the young master was hiding, and suddenly pounced on the murderer who was about to leave, imprisoned to death, roared angrily, and dragged the struggling man towards the other murderers with his swollen body.

In a panic, the murderers who were killing the Ye family had not yet reacted, and they were deceived by the housekeeper.

The sound of an explosion passed, and the power of the housekeeper's self-explosion instantly swallowed those people, but because of the butler's violent impact, although the damage was great, it avoided the place where Ye Yuanyuan was hiding.

The blood in the sky soaked the land of Yejia Sword Village, and dozens of clansmen chose to blow themselves up and die with the enemy.

One moment he was playing with his uncle, and the next moment he was fixed in the overgrown corner of the overgrown wall by the dignified uncle with a fixed talisman, took out a few invisibility talismans, urged them all and pasted them on his body, and rushed to the front yard without looking back.

The uncle's resolute back is just like the ending of the Ye family's sword village.

Bloody.

That group of demons raided the Ye family and killed all the people who were loyal to the Ye family, only he, motionless and watching the former warm Ye family turn into Shura Hell.

After some time, it began to rain lightly, and the rain fell into his wide-open eyes, as if trying to wash away the blood from his eyes.

The rain mixed with the earth, and the rain that washed the blades of grass stained the verdant and fell into the blood-red puddle of mud, without a ripple.

His clothes were soaked, his face was pale, and he couldn't resist the erosion of the cold air.

The vermilion walls were mottled with blood, deep and shallow, mocking the rain's inadequacy.

The cold corpses soaked between heaven and earth, and through the round arches, you could see the pond in the middle of the garden. The garden had suddenly lost its color, and a black-clad thug lay on his back on the bluestones piled up around the pond. The pond is planted with the mother's favorite red lotus.

The red lotus swayed in the rain, and in front of her was silent blood, and the blood flowed into the pond, and the emerald green lotus leaves contrasted with the black, and the ground was blood, and the branches were red lotus.

It's so cruel.

He lost his mind until he was gently lifted from the mud and blades of grass by a pair of trembling hands.

He looked at the pale woman in front of him in a trance, and there was a strong bloody aura on her body, as if she had just come out of the bloody water.

Aunt Jing.

The rain was still falling, and it was disguised as silent teardrops.

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Ye Yuanyuan repeated this illusion that seemed to be true and false over and over again, and his eyes gradually became sober from ignorance and sluggishness.

The last time, he pulled himself out of his slumber, still hiding in the corner, but this time he stood up, moved his legs, and staggered towards the pond.

He has always been active, but it is only now that he has truly broken free from the false hints that the illusion has brought him.

One of the places where there is disobedience is this.

No one could restrain him, only he trapped himself.

He came to the blooming red lotus, and there was still the corpse beside him, and the blood flowed into the pond, but the water was still clear, but the red lotus became more and more enchanting.

"When this red lotus blooms again, Yuanyuan will also grow." The feminine woman sat on the bluestone beside him and bowed her head to him and whispered to him.

Looking at the illusory figure of his mother who suddenly appeared, his throat choked.

"The Wanyu Red Lotus sprouts in twelve years, grows a leaf in twelve years, blooms a flower in twelve years, and the flowering period is also as long as twelve years......" The woman looked at the red lotus that bloomed to the extreme, and sighed softly: "But it is already about to wither, it has been twelve years......"

The red lotus that bloomed twelve years ago has spent twelve years of spring and autumn in this illusion, which makes people can't bear to see its apopterosis.

He smiled suddenly, stood on the bluestone, stood on tiptoe and reached out to pluck the red lotus, and called softly: "Mother." ”

The feminine woman smiled and disappeared with the illusion.

Ye Yuanyuan slowly opened his eyes, and saw Jing Qingli leaning on the pillar of the Testimony Pavilion with his arms crossed.

The white light had already stopped beside Jing Qingli, but somehow he didn't force her out. Ye Yuanyuan was wrapped in another white light, the two looked at each other tacitly, and they were all sent out.

The person who had passed through the Confessional Pavilion earlier had already chosen his weapon and left.

At this time, the uncle and nephew were sent to the grove outside Xuanji City, and Mingzhu, who had been silent for a long time, threw the wind into the arms of Ye Yuanyuan, who was a little sullen, and successfully made Cousin Yuanyuan scramble.

Jing Qingli looked around unbelievingly, except that the environment was better and the aura was sufficient, so she was sure that this was an ordinary grove.

She took Ye Yuanyuan to slander while walking, could it be to save some materials? When did Xuanji City become so picky?

Xiao Junyu, who originally intended to open up a small forest with a beautiful environment in order to relax the mood of the customs clearer: ......

Seeing from a distance that there were already disciples at the gate of the city, the two quickened their pace and walked out of the grove.

Seeing a familiar and tall figure among those disciples, Jing Qingli bracketed her hands and shouted happily: "Three ~ thousand ~ ruler ~"

The little disciples of Xuanji City subconsciously looked at their Uncle Luo's face after hearing this shout, and sure enough, Uncle Luo frowned fiercely, and had already touched the dagger on his waist.

Come on!

Several little disciples looked at each other, and ran to the city gate in tacit understanding, there was a city protection formation within ten zhang of the city gate, and they were all safe.

Uncle Luo is the only female disciple under the ancestor's seat, taller than most men, I don't know that the bastard pulled a poem by the great poet Li Taibai, "The flying stream goes straight down three thousand feet, and it is suspected that the Milky Way has fallen for nine days." "That's what 'three thousand feet' called.

Uncle Zhang, who dared to call Uncle Luo like this last time, was picked up by Uncle Luo, and only his dirty pants were left, and he chased and cut them for three days and three nights......

And they ran so far because they were afraid of Uncle Luo's slashing posture.

These people couldn't help but admire the person who shouted the words.

It's so good to die.

Just after these little disciples stood still, Luo Jiutian had already rushed out, and the small dagger in his hand instantly turned into a big knife of more than ten zhang, whirring when he slashed towards Jing Qingli.

"you!"