Time flies, and after Yue Zhou personally entered the suffering realm, he finally knew how vast the suffering land was.

In the play, I saw those congenital masters rushing one by one, still in the Northern Regions in the morning, arriving in the Southern Martial Arts in the afternoon, and going to the Western Desert in the evening.

Now that Yue Zhou has experienced it himself, he knows how unreliable this is.

It has been a month since he took the money to persuade Butterfly Jun to let the carriage follow the road map he found at a great price.

On the way, he encountered seventeen waves of bandits, seven wine crises, and passed through sixteen towns, and the cost of replenishing wine ingredients has exceeded a thousand taels of gold.

The only good news is probably that Yue Zhou learned the art of touching corpses with one hand, and got a few unpopular martial arts from a few bandits, and sold them to the system in exchange for a little money, which is better than nothing, in order to comfort the depression of the journey.

However, after all this time, it still did not reach the destination.

After a month of carriage career, Yue Zhou was really about to vomit.

With a sigh, he shook the white porcelain flask, and there was only one last sip left.

I don't know how long it will take to arrive, but it seems that we will continue to resupply in the next town, so I must buy more wine this time.

This little butterfly is not only a money butterfly, but also a wine butterfly!

Thinking about it, Yue Zhou poured the wine into the cup, ready to take a sip of wine to suppress the shock.

was just stunned, but found that he had taken a blank spot, and he was stunned.

When he looked up, Butterfly Jun had already burped a wine drink, and the wine glass was empty, and he was holding it in his hand.

Yue Zhou was speechless: "Anyway, I'm also the gold owner, can't you give me a little respect that I deserve?" ”

"How many times have you robbed me of my last drink?" Yue Zhou looked at Butterfly Jun with a look of disgust.

Butterfly Jun waved his hand, the meaning is obvious, don't care about such small details.

"Alas!" With a sigh, Yue Zhou decided not to bother with the little butterfly.

There's no way, if you can't win now, it's better to admit it.

To clean up this little butterfly, when he gets to know Gongsun Yue, it will be much easier to toss.

However, at this moment, the carriage came to a halt.

Butterfly Jun didn't bother to open his eyes, but Yue Zhou's tone was full of impatience: "Are you here to send the dead miscellaneous fish again?" ”

"It's not." The coachman's words came in: "Childe, let's get to the place." ”

As soon as these words came out, Yue Zhou immediately sat up straight, and the little butterfly who was lying there because he was bored also opened his eyes suddenly.

The two got out of the carriage, and in front of the carriage was a quiet valley, with a layer of mist in it, and it was impossible to see the scene inside, only the breeze blew, bringing out patches of peach blossoms.

……

In the mysterious valley, there are peach blossoms all over the place, and the fragrance of the flowers is slightly drunk, reflecting a piece of peach.

In the depths of the valley, a stone statue of a woman of human height stands quietly, and the style of clothing of the stone statue is different from that of the land of suffering, which is obviously exotic.

The stone statue has delicate facial features and is lifelike, as if it were not a stone statue carved by human hands at all, but the incarnation of an exotic woman.

At this time, a handsome man in a white robe, with a crown of hair tied on his head, and a heroic aura between his eyebrows, was looking at the stone statue stupidly.

The gaze he looked at the stone statue of the woman contained complex emotions such as fiery, affectionate, painful, and unwilling.

It was as if this stone statue was not a stone statue, but his lover.

The woman's stone statue has a graceful figure, delicate facial features, and in the corner of her eyes, there is a stone tear, as if it is about to drip down, just like a woman crying for her lover.

Then, he took the stone statue into his arms, looked at the delicate face of the stone statue, closed his eyes slightly, and then gently leaned over and kissed the tears in the corners of the stone statuette's eyes.

After the separation, he looked at the stone statue woman stupidly, and called softly in his mouth: "Xiang Ling, Xiang Ling." ”

The voice is gentle, as if he is calling for his lover, as if this stone statue is his lover.

It's just that his face showed a painful and unwilling look again, looking at the face of the stone statue woman, it quickly transformed into tenderness and infatuation.

"When there is poverty at the end of the world, there is only endless lovesickness." Stroking the face of the stone statue woman, the man's demeanor was gentle, and then it changed to a kind of arrogance, a kind of firmness: "Hahahahahaha...... Xiangling, I will definitely save you, I will definitely save you! ”

"No matter how far you go to the ends of the earth and spend my whole life, I will definitely find a way to break the stone seal for you!"

"Nanfeng does not compete, will never let you turn into this stubborn stone forever, Nanfeng does not compete to save you!" At the end, the man named Nanfeng Bujing already showed a little madness.

The laughter stopped, and the valley returned to its former tranquility, and the breeze blew, and the peach petals, a symbol of affection, fell, and brushed the shoulders of the south wind.

He let go of the stone statue and turned and walked out of the depths of the valley, in another clearing in the valley, a place surrounded by peach trees.

"Tianxiang, give it to me!"

At this time, Nanfeng Bujing suddenly condensed the inner element, and the seal method in his hand changed rapidly, and then slapped his palm violently on the ground.

"Boom!" All of a sudden, the whole valley shook like a dragon turning over.

And at this time, the ground that was bombarded by Nanfeng Bujing's palm just now slowly rose a huge copper pillar from the bottom, obviously, this is the heavenly fragrance in Nanfeng Bujing's mouth.

The heavenly incense rises, and when it reaches a height parallel to the south wind, it stops and continues to rise.

"Bang!" The south wind does not compete and does not change color, and the majestic internal strength is contained in the palm, and a palm slaps on the copper pillar Tianxiang, leaving a clearly visible palm print.

At this time, Tongzhu Tianxiang seemed to be helped, and suddenly jumped up again.

"Hahaha! After today, within the six drifting clouds, Tianxiang is the proof, the south wind does not compete, and it will definitely rescue Xiangling! ”

"I will search all over the ends of the earth and find a way to break the stone seal, if I can't fulfill my wish one day, the fragrance of heaven will be higher." Nanfeng Bujing looked at Tianxiang and muttered to himself.

As he spoke, Nanfeng didn't make a move, and a strange blade appeared in his hand.

"Spellbreaker Blade?! A mage who claims to be able to break all kinds of spells in the world? Scold! If you can't break the stone seal of Xiangling, what's the use of leaving you in the world? As he spoke, Nanfeng waved his hand without competing, and the blade of breaking the law was immediately inserted into the heavenly incense.

At this time, Nanfeng Bujing looked up, pointed to the sky with one hand, his expression was calm, and his tone was arrogant!

"Oh my God! Listen up! ”

"This heavenly incense is rising day by day, and sooner or later, it will pierce this heavenly vault!"

"If it comes to the day when Tianxiang breaks the heavenly dome, I still can't fulfill my wish, and Xiangling still can't break the stone seal!"

"At that time, this heavenly incense will fall down!"

"I, the south wind does not compete! I will make a grave for you, the beloved world! ”

"If there is no Xiang Spirit in this world, what is the use of me staying?!"

"Hahaha......"

In the end, in the valley, there was only wild laughter.

The people of the valley, the south wind does not compete, and they are already crazy!

At this moment, Nanfeng Bujing stopped laughing, and he suddenly turned his head to look in the direction beyond the valley.

"There are stupid people who don't know whether they are alive or dead and break into the six out of the mist, we can't let them disturb Xiang Ling!"

"Humph!" The south wind snorted coldly, flicked his big sleeves, and his clothes flew, and suddenly in this valley, the angry wind rolled up in the sky, stirring the peach blossoms everywhere and scattering like rain!

"Gallop to the north and be arrogant, and sing to the south wind!" In a trance, people have gone away, leaving only the poetry number, in the wind and anger, resounding through the valley.

"Intruder! All dead! "The mad man, murderous, set foot on the path out of the valley!