"Well, you've finally done a romantic thing." Du Yuanyuan stuffed the stone into his coat pocket, looked at the dark and endless sea, and sighed, "It would be good if it could go on like this forever." ”

Mo Qingye also stopped to look at the sea, blinked slightly, and the dark darkness was reflected in the bottom of his green eyes, which shrouded his whole person with a sense of mystery and unpredictability. "Perhaps, yes."

Next, neither of them spoke, just watched quietly from afar.

I don't know how long it took before I slowly walked back.

Now the tent made of the silk is their home, the silk is soft but extremely resistant to wind and cold, and it is also fireproof and moisture-resistant, all in all, it is very suitable for living by the sea. Du Yuan lit a bonfire in the tent, and the fierce flames burned day and night, making it very warm inside.

But just as they got closer and closer to the tent, the two of them slowed down and finally stopped. staring at the side not far away in a daze, the expression at the bottom of his eyes changed, faintly condensing a strong killing intent.

At this time, around the tent of the glazed jade, there were several warriors wearing silver armor standing in a neat line, and at a glance, they knew that they were people from the heavenly realm.

Finally I found it.

Du Yuanyuan suddenly laughed, coldly, and said in a deep voice, "Qingye, you go." ”

"Let's go?" Mo Qingye also sneered and looked over there, "Benjun has no way out, unless you kill them and pave a bloody road." ”

While the two were talking, the sea breeze blew and rolled up a corner of the tent, and the flickering firelight reflected the beaded curtains, and in the shadows, it seems, there was a figure.

Who is it, who actually sat in their tent in a grand manner, that kind of calm and leisure, as if they had come to travel, waiting for their return without hurry.

Then, a familiar old voice came from the tent, "I'm back." ”

Although the sea breeze was fierce, the man's voice still came to his ears clearly, as if a strong force was wrapped around the sound, piercing through the strong wind and reaching the eardrums.

"Yes...... Mi Yuan real people! Du Yuan was startled, and subconsciously looked at Mo Qingye.

Mo Qingye was unmoved, and said softly, "Who is Mi Yuan?" ”

"Oh, you probably don't remember." Du Yuanyuan knew that he didn't look down on these immortals at all, especially at this time, so he wanted to let them go to the blood, "Let's go, we'll meet him in the past." ”

As they approached, the figures in the tent flickered, and then the curtain was lifted and they walked out.

The old man with crane hair in white clothes, the fairy wind and bones, is Mi Yuan.

But beside him, there was another god standing, who looked quite burly and had the style of a general.

Mi Yuan's real gaze slowly swept over the two of them, and when it fell on Du Yuan's face, it was quite gentle, and there was no fierce aura, but when it fell on Mo Qingye, it burst out in vain with an irrepressible murderous aura, like Mi Yuan, who has cultivated to a high level and experienced strong winds and waves, should be able to control his emotions well, and the so-called murderous aura does not leak, but at this moment, from his cloudy and deep eyes, a strong momentum shines out, as if he can't wait to crush the person in front of him now!

Mo Qingye silently caught Mi Yuan's gaze and sneered.

"Miyuan Zhenren, I haven't seen you for a long time." Du Yuanyuan knew very well the origin of the two, but he still smiled.

"Hmm." Mi Yuan took his eyes off Qing Ye and turned to look at the boundless Xuanhai, "I didn't expect to meet my little brother here." ”

"Huh." Du Yuanyuan shrugged his shoulders, "You don't need to say more, we all know in our hearts why we are here this time." ”

Mi Yuan nodded, "Brother Xiao Cheng is a smart person, and there is no need for the old man to say anything superfluous." After a pause, he looked at him, "Let's go." ”

Du Yuan blinked, "It's just me, right." ”

"Hmm." Mi Yuan nodded.

Du Yuanyuan's eyes suddenly burst into ecstasy, "Miyuan Zhenren, are you sure?" ”

"The old man is sure." Mi Yuan sighed, "I know what you want to ask, but the Heavenly Emperor's order is only your name. ”

"Let's go!" Du Yuanyuan didn't say a word, and was about to leave with Mi Yuan, but was stopped by Qingye, "Why are you taking him away!" The river god was killed by Benjun, and it has nothing to do with him, if you want to take it, you should take me, hehe, are you old and confused. ”

"Of course the old man knows that Lord Wei was killed by you!" Mi Yuanzhen's voice suddenly raised, mixed with indescribable hatred and anger, "But, today I have an official life, this hatred, in the future!" ”

Du Yuanyuan glanced at Mo Qingye vigorously, signaling him to shut up quickly, but where would Qingye listen to him, two sanctimonious immortals came out of thin air and wanted to take away their beloved, it was a daydream! Mo Qingye had already been murderous, and he was even more angry at the moment.

"Why do you need another day? Not as good as today! As the words fell, he took half a step back, his slender and deep blue eyes narrowed slightly, and a heavy killing intent surged in the air like a dark tide, and the strong force puffed up the clothes and hair of others, and those upper realm warriors standing around the edge of the tent were almost unstable, covering with their arms, and pulling out the sword at their waist to support the ground, barely standing.

A look of surprise flashed through the eyes of Miyuan Zhenren, in just one year, this python demon's kung fu has improved by such leaps and bounds, even he can't help but be shocked. At that time, the burly immortal on his side drew his sword out of the sheath, only to hear a wave, as if a lightning light fell in front of him, the speed was so fast, dizzying, the sword blade had reached the throat of the green night, Mo Qingye had no weapon with him, and in a hurry, he grabbed Du Yuanyuan's demon knife, and the blade was horizontal, blocking the imminent fatal blow, and then, there was a loud sound like cracking the sky, and both of them were shocked back by the strong awe-inspiring aura a few steps.

"Hehe, it's really beyond my strength." The burly immortal was cold, condensed, and swept away, and the sword light coldly killed again.

"Let me come!" Du Yuanyuan was afraid that Qingye would suffer a loss, so he dragged him behind him and made a gesture to snatch the demon knife in his hand, but he was pushed away by Xiao Mojun, Mo Qingye's eyes were condensed with thick anger, and he said coldly, "Get out of the way." ”

Immediately, but seeing that the blue night Xuan sleeves were raised, a cold and solemn aura spread like a tide around him, and the invisible aura with a faint cyan mixed with a little darkness made the gloomy coast even more solemn and dignified. In the next second, Xiao Du didn't see what was going on, Qingye had already killed him-

The speed of both sides is as fast as lightning, and it is difficult to see the moves, only to feel that two lights and shadows are entangled in one place, fighting to the death. Just when they were playing, Mi Yuan Zhenren did not move, looking at him with heavy eyes, as if he was not worried about his companion, and was very confident in him, but chatted with Du Yuanyuan.

"If you go with the old man, maybe there is still a mystery in this matter."

"How?" Du Yuanyuan stared at Xiaomo and replied.

"Believe it or not, this time, I'm just here to take you away." Mi Yuan repeated, "Go to the Heavenly Palace and meet the Emperor of Heaven." ”