No one saw it, after Ji Lingxue left, in the bottomless pit, I don't know when, a person was like a ghost, standing there.

She was hunched back, and she was originally short, but now she looked even smaller.

He was on a dead wooden cane, and his face was covered with the folds left by the years.

She was dressed in a black robe, the robe was dragging to the ground, the robe was hated and worn on her head, and her teeth were almost gone.

An old lady of this age should have seen all the vicissitudes of the world, seen the hustle and bustle of the red dust, and let go of the competitiveness of her youth.

Understand the helplessness of wanting but not getting.

Resentment and hatred will only hurt others and hurt oneself in the end.

You should understand the sadness of loving each other but eventually parting.

I can't ask for it, I hate it, and I love to part.

This life is three hardships, the young doll laughed when he heard it, and the old man who stepped into the coffin with half a foot only smiled when he heard it.

But the first one laughed at the height of the sky, and the latter laughed at the loneliness and sadness of life.

There are 100,000 mountains in southern Xinjiang, and there are witches, and they can't escape from the world.

This is the high priest of the Wiser clan today.

The old lady hobbled to the dry well, sat on the edge of the well, and sang a tune in ancient words and strange tunes that mortals would never hear.

Over and over again......

Singing from late at night until dawn.

In the deep well, the pink skeleton finally spoke: "The high priest of the Wu clan, you are the most annoying one. ”

The high priest stopped singing, and said with a slight smile: "Among the high priests of the Wu clan in the past generations, I am the only one who disobeys the ancestral teachings and is willing to let you out." ”

Killer: "You'd better die of this heart, I can't promise you." ”

The high priest shook his head and sighed, "In the well, are you lonely?" Lonely? Is it cold? ”

The killer was silent for a long time: "That little girl, can you really break the chain?" ”

High Priest: "Yes." ”

Killer: "Your apprentice, what is her origin?" ”

High Priest: "I don't know. ”

Killer: "Hehe, I don't know, or don't you want to say it?" ”

The high priest remained silent, sat on the edge of the well, with his back to the deep well, looking at the sky, and smiling slightly.

Slayer snorted coldly: "What good will it do you to resurrect the white-haired witch with my bones?" ”

High Priest: "She can destroy the world." ”

Killer: "But she destroyed the world, the sin is on me, and I am destined to not be able to fly to heaven." ”

High Priest: "But you're free." ”

After a long while, she smiled and said, "The moon is very bright tonight. The rabbit meat roasted by the girl was very fragrant, and there was a wild fruit in the mountains, which was sweet and delicious. There are fish swimming in the water, and they go down the river, into the big rivers, and go straight to the South China Sea. Birds of the sky, free...... And you can't feel it, or even, ever. ”

The killer's voice was cold: "The high priests of all ages, only you are the worst. ”

The high priest was stunned for a long time, and sighed long: "The saint has clouds, and at the beginning of man, his nature is good. Who wants to be a bad person? ”

Killer: "Get out!" ”

The high priest got up, leaned on his back, leaned on crutches, and walked forward slowly, his body trembled, he didn't look back, but said lightly: "This world, you owe me too much!" The world owes me too much! This world owes me so much......"

Repeat one sentence after another.

The voice was flat and gentle at first, but it grew louder and louder, almost insane!

The rickety and short back looks weak and can't help but wind and rain, but in that voice of "this world, you owe me too much", there is an endless killing intention.

The murderous aura converged into a dark cloud overhead, with a radius of ten miles, covering the sky and the sun, and no moonlight.

……

……

The northern suburbs of Jiangcheng, fifty acres of peach orchards.

In the middle of the night, the wind was blowing.

Ma San and Yun Wuxian ran out of the wooden house, only to see a long line of zombies, already standing in front of them.

Ma San only felt that his mouth was dry, swallowed his saliva, and said with a smile: "Sir, you are back." ”

Huang Xiaoyu nodded.

Cha Xiaolou looked Yun Wuxian up and down, smiling evilly.

Yun Wuxian's heart was furious when she looked at it: "What are you looking at?" ”

Zha Xiaolou: "Hey, Yun Wuxian, the person you like is called Ji Lingxue?" ”

Yun Wuxian's eyes lit up suddenly, and some people, just having one name, was enough to make another person ecstatic: "You saw her?" ”

Zha Xiaolou: "I saw it, it's very beautiful, the cultivation is still high, and the person has a temperament......"

Yun Wuxian was proud like a child, and smirked: "Of course, the person I Yun Wuxian has a crush on is of course the most beautiful person in the world." ”

Zha Xiaolou pouted: "Cut, I mean, are you worthy of others?" ”

The smug smile on Yun Wuxian's face suddenly stiffened.

He was stunned for a long time, turned around and went back to the house, took out the peachwood sword, raised the sword style, licked his tongue on the sword, and began to dance the sword......

Huang Xiaoyu looked at it in his eyes and frowned slightly.

The sword dance was moving, and the spiritual power between heaven and earth was quickly sucked into the body. It was more than five times stronger than before leaving.

Yun Wuxian's Yin Si bloodline was actually strengthening, getting stronger and stronger.

If it weren't for that, he would have been able to enter the Tao with ease.

Zha Xiaolou: "Yun Wuxian, okay, are you crazy again?" ”

Yun Wuxian: "She promised me that if I defeated her with a sword, she would be with me." ”

Zha Xiaolou was stunned for a moment, and laughed: "Yun Wuxian, don't practice swords, you can't win her in your life." With a sword, it is even more impossible. She is the only disciple of Su Hongya of Wuji Mountain. What Wuji Mountain is best at is using a sword. When she says this, she clearly rejects you. ”

Yun Wuxian kept his face calm, didn't speak, and kept dancing his sword.

Huang Xiaoyu watched quietly for a while.

There was no sound.

What Cha Xiaolou said was wrong. Above the Nine Heavens, the inheritance of Sword Immortal Li Mubai, even if he learns a little bit of fur, is definitely not comparable to Wuji Mountain's swordsmanship.

But Yun Wuxian wanted to use his swordsmanship to defeat Ji Lingxue, who was at the peak of the Yuan Infant and could be promoted to the God Transformation Stage at any time, without ten years of hard work, there was absolutely no possibility.

The spiritual power absorbed by his sword dance cannot refine his body, and he can only compete with the Yin Si bloodline in his body in exchange for vitality.

The Yin Si bloodline is getting stronger and stronger, and the lower the possibility that he wants to enter the Dao with a sword.

Of course, he didn't have the heart to meddle in the emotional affairs between others.

Nowadays, improving your strength is the most important thing.

He turned and prepared to enter the cabin.

At this time, Ma San spoke: "Sir, Situ You has a message, your mobile phone can't be connected, let me send you a message." ”

He handed over his mobile phone, and there were several messages from Situ You: On June 9, Ding Younian's father took his two sons to kneel under the old ginkgo tree outside the dustless cliff, begging the dustless cliff to kill Mr. For one day and two nights, the Venerable Master received him personally. On June 11, the Venerable Master Wuxin brought two elders and asked to see the Supreme Master. On June 12, the Heartless Venerable was ready to go. Jiang Qian, the granddaughter of the president of the Xuanwu Chamber of Commerce, entered the dustless cliff alone at night. The Heartless Master did not leave the Dustless Cliff. Ding Younian's father and brother were kicked out, scolded and scolded, with a hideous face......

(End of chapter)