Chapter 736: Walking in the World

Under the blood-colored moonlight, a big red figure stepped into the air and slowly disappeared into the night. I love the Internet.

At this time, Yan Qing, who had been standing in the sky, also walked down, came to the sky above Xianjian Mountain, and said to the herring fish who was frowning: "Brother Qingyu, why did you offend her in the Xianjian Sect?"

He naturally saw the battle just now, but he didn't expect that she would come to this world too. And he came towards the Immortal Sword Gate, judging from the strength of the Immortal Sword Gate, he would definitely not be able to block her three swords.

"How do I know? It's a little inexplicable. ”

Qingyu smiled bitterly, this witch is too terrifying, even if she holds the sword mountain, she is still not her opponent. However, although immortals and demons have not been at odds since ancient times, he is not a person who eats the ancients, and his evil feelings towards witches are not as strong as those of other elders.

However, if given the chance, he would definitely not hesitate to kill her.

At this point, he asked, "Do you know where she came from?"

"Know some. ”

Yan Qing nodded and said, "She is the last princess of the Demon Realm, and the only daughter of the Moon Demon Lord, she can cut everything in the world with one sword, and the ghosts and gods are unstoppable. She's saved her life......"

Qingyu couldn't help but shake a little when he heard this, he couldn't imagine that this witch's origin was so terrifying, it seemed that Xianjian Mountain was really in trouble. Now, he wasn't sure if he and the head of the sect had urged the fairy sword to stop the other party.

The Demon Lord's daughter is not so easy to deal with, and behind her is a demon realm.

Yan Qing thought for a moment and said, "Princess Demon Moon is coming for Xiao Ye, could it be that Xiao Ye is the master of Immortal Sword Mountain, that is, the ancestor of Brother Qingyu?"

Qingyu shook his head, he really hadn't heard of the name Xiao Ye, and the ancestor of the Fairy Sword Gate was not called by this name, and the situation of the Fairy Sword Gate was a bit complicated, and it could not be explained clearly in a few words, so he said at this time: "This is not very clear below, I'm afraid only the head of the sect knows." Brother Yan, who is this Xiao Ye?"

"He's a sword immortal. ”

Yan Qing had heard Li Tu say something about Princess Demon Moon and Xiao Ye, but he didn't know much, listening to Li Tu's meaning, Xiao Ye was probably dead.

The boundary mountain pass of the Kyushu world is an incomparably tragic place, and it is basically as many people as you go to die. However, there are still countless human races who stand there, generation after generation, generation after generation......

There are countless people who don't even have their names left.

At this time, on the boundary mountain pass of the great world of Kyushu, there were bursts of roars and roars, and there were tragic fighting sounds everywhere, and the blood had flowed into a long river. Under that blood-colored sky, tens of thousands of Terrans turned into a line of defense, stubbornly guarding there, facing countless foreign powerhouses, still with unchanged faces, fighting hard.

Even if you are crushed, you can't see half a step back......

However, there are too many strong people of different races, they can't hold it at all, and they fall unwillingly one by one......

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"Sword Immortal?"

Qingyu frowned, and guessed something, and then sighed and said: "It seems that this matter can only be dealt with by the head of the sect when he comes back, but this witch has killed so many disciples of my sect, and she will not let go of ...... easily."

As he spoke, a mouthful of blood spurted out of the herring fish, and his face turned a little red.

"Brother Qingyu, are you okay?" Yan Qing asked.

"It's just that the breath is a little unsteady, it's fine. Qingyu shook his head, Princess Demon's sword was extremely terrifying, even though he was holding the sword mountain, he was still injured.

After a while, Qingyu took his leave and closed the Immortal Sword Mountain tightly.

Yan Qing looked at the immortal sword formed by countless mountain peaks, which was fiercely across the sky, exuding a terrifying aura, and couldn't help but be a little surprised, he couldn't imagine that the fairy sword mountain was really a sword immortal sword.

At this time, he also left step by step and chased after the footsteps of the Demon Moon Princess.

It is very likely that Xiao Ye will not be able to come back, ten years later, will his Immortal Sword Gate be able to block the three swords of the Demon Moon Princess? Even if the Fairy Sword Mountain turns into a fairy sword, I am afraid it will not be able to block the Demon Moon Princess's knife, her knife is too terrifying.

In the night, Yan Qing turned into a streamer and quickly disappeared into the sky.

However, several days have passed, and he still hasn't been able to catch up with Princess Moon. At this time, the Demon Moon Princess had disappeared and seemed to have disappeared, without any news.

So Yan Qing stopped, still walking slowly in this world, appreciating the world's thousands of customs, life, and savoring the flavors of life.

In the blink of an eye, two years have passed.

In the past two years, a sect called the Lunatic Sect has risen rapidly, defeating the top ten famous sects with a devastating momentum and becoming the largest sect in the rivers and lakes. However, the Moon Worship Sect behaved in a perverse and secretive manner, and was incompatible with the ordinary Jianghu sects, and even committed many murders, and the good and bad among the sect members were uneven; in addition, the court and some people instigated and sabotaged them; and the masters in the sect were like clouds, which aroused the envy of the people in the rivers and lakes, so they were deliberately regarded as "demons".

Over time, the Lunatic Cult also became a Demon Cult.

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The streets of Nanjiang City are full of traffic, people come and go, and it is very lively.

A young man in Tsing Yi who carries a piano strolls down the street, listening carefully to everything around him, from language and writing, customs, culture and art, etc., to slowly understand the world. However, seeing that the city was full of warriors with swords and swords, gathering in groups of three or five to get drunk and make trouble, and fight in public, I couldn't help frowning.

At sunset, the young man strolls on the South Bend Bridge, which is an antique stone arch bridge surrounded by traverts, and the surrounding scenery is picturesque.

The song of South Bend blows the evening breeze slightly, and the smoke waves of ten miles are rippling and setting!

This young man who carried the piano was naturally Yan Qing, and after he carried the piano, the aura on his body also changed. The thin body exudes a calm and calm, restrained atmosphere, containing the demeanor of a master.

At this time, he stood quietly on the bridge, looking at the calm South Bend Lake, with a lot of thoughts in his heart......

When night fell, he stepped on the surface of the lake.

There was a little starlight in the sky, sitting in the middle of the lake, Yan Qing took off the yaoqin and played it at will.

One note after another, one fingering after another, flashed through my mind, as if imprinted in my soul. His hands fell on the piano, his fingers plucked the strings rapidly, and the notes floated one by one.

The demeanor is calm, the movements are elegant, and there is the demeanor of a countryman.

At night, in the fragrance of dreams, many people heard bursts of piano music like fairy music......

The east is white, the morning sun is about to rise, and the lake in the south bend is shrouded in a white mist. And by the lake, a very young, very handsome young man, looking at the lake with a slight frown, listened carefully to the faint sound of the piano.

The sound was familiar to him.

The young man was dressed in a blue and white robe, with a green scarf tied on his head, red lips and white teeth, and he looked very delicate.

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