'I'...... I,' the breath of the demon was all over the place, and the overwhelming sense of depression fell, and there was extreme panic in Princess Yaohua's eyes, she had never been so panicked, Princess Yaohua trembled and stepped back, the corners of her lips moved slightly, "Sister......

'Huh. In just an instant, someone took a step, and the blush came from the sky to the front of him, and the jade finger was slightly raised, slowly lifting Qin Shuyao's chin. The woman in red twisted her hair with one hand, her eyes wandered, and her beautiful face revealed a bit of admiration, and then she chuckled enchantingly, "It's a beauty in the end, no wonder, God wants you by name!" The slender hand slowly stroked from Shu Yao's neck, slid down like flowing water, tossed and turned several times, and stopped at the bulging part of her chest, "I hope that your heart is as innocent as your appearance!" ”

The autumn waves are tactful, and the water-like eyes of Princess Yaohua are just a glance, and thousands of styles are painted, which is a kind of evil and breathtaking beauty. Bing Ningxue paused for a few moments, and let out a long breath, "What is the little girl who is careless, these clear eyes, but they make me jealous and want to kill someone!" ”

'I'...... I'm not,' extreme horror flowed out of Qin Shuyao's eyes, she trembled and snorted, wanting to retreat, but found that she was suppressed by a nameless aura at this moment, and she couldn't take half a step anymore.

'Ah Yao, Ah Yao...... ' Qin Lingyan walked anxiously through the red leaf forest, shouting eagerly, but his heart was becoming more and more suspicious, he still saw her in front of him, how could he not see her in a blink of an eye? It's amazing!

Qin Lingyan hurried through the forest, looked back several times, and suddenly saw Qin Shuyao standing in front of her stupidly, and the woman in red raised her chin lightly, leaned down, and slowly sucked something from her lips.

'Bastard! Seeing that the person who came was not good, with a curse, Qin Lingyan pulled out the sword at his waist and hurriedly rushed forward. Qin Shuyao heard the sound behind him, struggled to turn his head, his eyes were empty, like a puppet with a thread, but the expression on his face was extremely panicked, and he exclaimed, as if coming from the clouds, and his voice was hoarse, "Cousin, go quickly!" ‘

Before Qin Lingyan could come back to her senses, the woman in red raised her head, her eyes moved, and a blood-colored figure instantly swept in front of Qin Lingyan's eyes. An overwhelming sense of oppression...... Qin Lingyan was shocked in his heart, he wanted to clench the long sword in his hand, but his body couldn't move, and it took all his strength to even turn his eyes, how could this be, how could this be? He was suddenly frightened, his martial arts, under the suppression of such extreme power, could not be used for half a point, this ...... What kind of power is this!

The bewitching fingertips lifted Qin Lingyan's chin, the ice and snow covered her face, Lingling smiled lightly, like an innocent child, which was extremely inconsistent with the demon on her face, and her lips opened lightly, "Handsome man, I like it." Qiu Bo was tactful, a word ambiguous, and the snake-like figure approached, and the bewitching red lips suddenly attached to Qin Lingyan's neck.

"Ah Yao......" called weakly, Qin Lingyan's whole body was cold, and he only felt that the sharp teeth were like sharp swords, piercing his arteries and inserting them straight into the blood vessels, and the blood in his whole body was surging towards a wound, and he couldn't feel any pain, and the paralysis came in bursts...... Weakness...... The long sword in his hand also fell to the ground suddenly.

There was a thunderclap without warning, and the red sun on the horizon fell into the mountain stream in an instant. The breeze is still blowing, and the red leaves in the forest are turned over layer by layer, revealing the sparkling white bones under the leaves, and the grits are bleak.

"Haha, Yuehua's creatures, the taste is still good." Bing Ningxue raised her head, wiped the blood from her lips, hid her face and smiled, her voice was still the same, as innocent as a child.

The curtain of night fell inch by inch, shrouding the sky and the earth in darkness, and the stars of the past were all hidden tonight. Jiang An's eyes were sad, holding the gradually cooling corpse in his arms, he walked into the distance step by step, and suddenly stumbled, blood gushed out from his lips, staining the red leaves in the forest.

His eyes were blank, not knowing where he was going, and in the end, no one knew where he had gone.

Time flies, the sun and the moon fly by. I yawned and took a nap, and in the blink of an eye, it was three years later.

The world is bustling, all for profit; The world is shouting, all for profit.

'Eggs, eggs, cheap eggs......'

"Selling osmanthus cakes, fragrant and sweet osmanthus cakes," raised his hand and pulled the pedestrians on the street, and the seller with the flat burden followed the steps of the visitors, and introduced with his eyebrows fluttering, "Look, buy one, it's fragrant and sweet!" You see, it's not easy to start a small business! The man was chased by him, and hurried forward, but he was really embarrassed, so he had to laugh, and I didn't know whether I liked it or not, and took out the money to buy one.

In the bustling bazaar, people's cries come and go, and the golden crows hanging in the sky burn into torches, scorching the earth and almost smoking.

This is the Moon Cherry Blossom, the Moon Cherry Country on the west side of the Yuehua Continent, it is rumored that the people are simple and simple, and they don't like to fight, and they don't know if it's true or not.

From time to time there were shirtless men hurrying through the bustling streets, and the women could not, even though the heat was unbearable, and they could only wrap themselves in the thin gauze clothes and walk through the crowd. The weather is hot, people's patience is gradually decreasing, and their tempers have become irritable, and the sounds of selling and bargaining, mixed with the scolding and shouting of women, have made this summer even more 'prosperous'.

The man in white walked in the crowd, his eyes blank, aimlessly moving forward, and the people who came and went seemed to have nothing to do with him. With a long sword on his back and a newly dead wild deer in his hand, he strode over to the market of the West Market.

Different from the unbearable expressions of everyone, the face of the man in white, the eyebrows and eyes are delicate, calm like a pool of clear water, and the layers of clothes wrap themselves tightly, this summer, the scorching sun like fire seems to have no effect on him.

The boiling streets, people come and go, traffic is busy, the eyes of the man in white are empty, and there is no wave on his face.

How long has it been...... How long have these days been? He asked himself over and over again. Living in the mountains, listening to the chirping birds, Lingling stream, enjoying the flowers in the mountains, leaning on the ruins and dwelling, every day with flowers, birds, fish and insects, going down the mountain once a few months, hunting wild things, going to the market in the west of the city, in exchange for money, after buying daily necessities, still go up the mountain, listen to the rain on the tip of the lotus, and look at the remnant sun in the sky.

How long has it been...... One year, two years, or three years? The mountains don't know how old they are, and they only count the days when they rise in the east and set in the west. I...... Is my name Jiang An? The man in white had empty eyes and walked forward step by step, Jiang An, who is Jiang An? Covered by the wind and sand of the years, that person, in his heart, has long been weathered into a name, a name.

'Hey, good dogs don't get in the way!' The man's scolding voice came from behind him, and with a powerful push, Jiang An's figure staggered. He turned around, drew his sword, and the screams in his ears rang out at the same time, and this guy with a full face paid the price of two fingers for his disrespectful words.

Jiang An retracted the chasing wind, crisply and neatly, raised his hand, and shook off all the blood stained on the sword. Do you chase the wind day by day..... He put the sword back into its sheath, stared at the delicate dragon pattern on the scabbard, closed his eyes and smiled bitterly, having this name, whether it sounded or looked, this is a famous sword, and it is really a sin and a sin to use it to cut such a small one today.

Jiang An took the sword and continued to walk forward, in his eyes, the scorching sun was still scorching, the bustling streets were still full of people, and nothing had happened. The man with the severed finger jumped to his feet and wailed and cursed, but the long sword on his back only cursed, and did not dare to step forward.

Such behavior, in the eyes of everyone full of justice, is obviously excessive, even intolerable. The onlookers poured up like a tide, and those righteous people who upheld the principle of 'when the road is uneven, draw their swords to help' surrounded them, pointing and pointing, and surrounded the men in the street, making it difficult to move an inch.

It was bustling, noisy, and full of human faces, arms, and bodies. They watched, not knowing whether it was really uneven or just to join in the fun, and everyone surrounded him, asking how to solve this matter. The man with a meaty face also suppressed his arrogance at this time, covering his arms and wailing.

irritable, irritable for no reason...... The blood in his body seemed to rush up in an instant, and an ancient empty summoning sounded in his mind, which affected his thoughts, "Come on, come on...... Remember, how can you forget her, even if you forget the whole world, you can't forget her......"

She...... Who is it? What to forget and what not to forget, I ...... What did I forget?

Entangled night and night, a gorgeous dream, a touch of desolate purple, a graceful figure, singing and dancing in the smoke, hair fluttering, neon clothes fluttering, but only vaguely back, no matter how long he waited, he refused to look back, his heart was surging, the desire in his heart was burning, how hopeful, she could turn her head, that face, what kind of face it was, dreaming night after night, thinking about it for a long, long time......

Jiang An's gaze became more and more hollow, people's faces distorted in his sight, and the pain in his mind almost wanted to tear his head apart! How so, how so! Jiang An staggered a step, hugging his head, figure, arms, and face, which was almost about to explode...... The vision in front of him is becoming more and more blurred, he wants to pull out the chasing wind, but at this time he can't exert any strength, the purple mist in front of him, the purple figure, he gritted his teeth, staggered to get away from the crowd, but was stopped by the crowd.

"This ...... How so! Jiang An staggered, something hidden in his mind seemed to explode in an instant, and with a shout, it was dark in front of him, and when everyone came back to their senses, they saw the indifferent man in white fainting in the street.