Qingyue was almost fainting, the loud sound in her ears made her wake up for a moment, and at some point the thick fog filled in front of her, and two figures came out of the thick fog, came to Qingyue, tore off his veil, and shouted: "Qingyue?"

Qingyue grabbed the hand of the person who came, and said happily: "Hidden robbery?"

Yin Zheng took out a piece of black sand from his arms, covered Qingyue's face, and said, "This fog is poisonous, let's go quickly." ”

Yin Zheng just wanted to help Qingyue up, but he was attacked coldly behind his back and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Cowardice," Yin Zheng shouted, and as soon as the words fell, another figure hurriedly stepped forward and fought with the old man, and his spiritual power flew wantonly, flickering in the thick fog.

Yin Zheng picked up Qingyue and said, "Go first, we'll come later!"

After that, he pushed Qingyue away. I stepped forward to help the cowardice. In the thick fog, another figure rushed out, holding a sharp blade, with a cloth covering his mouth, it was clearly Che Wu, and Qing Yue's feet couldn't move.

Hidden Tribulation dealt with Che Wu empty-handed, obviously a little difficult, coupled with the disparity in strength, the victory and defeat became more and more obvious, Qing Yue hurriedly took out the blade from his arms and threw it to Hidden Tribulation.

And then. ”

When the two sides were in full swing, another figure appeared immediately, holding Qingyue's waist with one hand, and with a little effort, the two disappeared into the dense fog, and before Qingyue could react, the person was already hanging in the air.

Cowardly watched Qingyue being taken away, and shouted: "Hidden robbery, robbing people!"

Yin Zheng looked at the position where Qingyue was standing, and saw a black shadow disappear into the thick fog with her, but unexpectedly, Che Wu's sword pierced into his shoulder, Yin Zheng held the sword body with his hand, did not let the sword continue to go deeper, and shouted: "Does it work?"

The old man was knocked to the ground, and a few black balls appeared in his hands at some point, and he saved the hidden robbery and threw it to the ground with all his might, and the loud noise rose again, and the fire splashed everywhere.

The entire high platform collapsed, and in a burst of firelight, a figure flew towards the high school, it was Che Wu, and at the last moment, he flew off the ground to avoid the explosion.

The debris fell to the ground, the fire was extinguished, the hidden calamity and cowardice had long since left, Qingyue was nowhere to be found, and the white-haired old man was blown to pieces.

The dense fog dissipated, some of the inexperienced people fainted, most of them took protective measures in time, and there was no big problem, looking at each other and talking in a whisper, no one knew who these three bold people were.

Che Lao walked over with a gloomy face, put his hands behind his back, walked towards Che Wu like a cloud, and scolded: "What's the matter, how can there be such a mistake, how do you do things?"

Che Wu knelt on the ground with a thud, clenched his hands into fists, buried his head deep in his shoulders, and said, "I'm sorry!"

Che Lao sighed and said as if nothing was there: "I'm cleaning you up after the fact!"

After saying that, he turned to face the crowd, bustling, and talked about it continuously. "Everyone, be quiet, listen to me, now there are demons who have hijacked the sacrifice, one of the demons is injured, they must not be able to run far, can you cooperate with us to capture the demons." ”

"Of course, it is also our duty to catch demons, and what we are not worthy of harmony is to say what we should do!" said a middle-aged man, looking at the service should be a person from Taibaimen.

"Yes, Che Lao doesn't have to worry," there was a commotion in the crowd,

"Okay, it's really chivalrous, I immediately asked my subordinates to take you down the mountain from the path, block the various downhill intersections, and trap the demon in the mountain, I let Che Wu search on the mountain, and set off immediately without further ado. "The car is old.

On the other side, the mysterious man took Qingyue and flew directly down the mountain, and Qingyue reacted at this time, struggling and shouting, "Who are you, where are you going to take me?"

The mysterious man was shocked, and Qingyue landed in a slope dense forest, he slowly withdrew his hand, looked at Qingyue incredulously, tore off the black cloth on his face, revealing a slightly vicissitudes of life, and said: "Second poem, second poem, I am Qianlang!"

Qingyue looked at the person in front of her, and also looked surprised, and asked, "You are Yin Qianlang," said a handful of black sand with a faint smell of herbs underneath, "I'm not a second poem!"

Wu Qianlang fell backwards, his face was full of horror, and suddenly pounced on Qingyue, stuck her throat, and said angrily: "What about the second poem, what about the second poem,"

His strength was very strong, Qing Yue's face turned red, and a few scattered stars appeared in front of him, holding Yin Qianlang's hand tightly, but he couldn't move him a bit.

Qingyue suddenly thought that the letter she got in the stool might save her life, so she took out the envelope from her arms with difficulty and held it up in front of Yin Qianlang.

"Second...... Poetry to ......" I can't say more,

Wu Qianlang let go of Qingyue, grabbed the envelope with one hand, took out the letter paper inside and read it quickly, Qingyue lay on the ground, greedily inhaled the air, coughed a few times from time to time, and every time he coughed, his throat was swollen and painful,

Slowly, Wu Qianlang's hands began to tremble, Qing Yue looked over, only to see the payment, the second poem was overwhelmed! Qing Yue just wanted to escape, but was caught by Wu Qianlang, he looked at Qing Yue angrily, and said word by word: "What about the second poem?"

Qingyue simply sat down, coughed violently again, and said: "If I see a second poem on the high platform, she should be dead! It's that kind of desperate death!" Qingyue really wanted to slap herself in the mouth, what kind of despair, if this Qianlang killed her like crazy again, there was nothing to save his life now, it should be said euthanasia, would he feel better?

Wu Qianlang fell to the ground and was speechless.

There was a sound from the top of the jungle, and the sound of talking was accompanied by the sound of stepping on the dead leaves, "His grandfather's, who is so lacking in virtue, it took us a lot of effort to go up the mountain to save people, and we were actually taken advantage of by the one who took advantage of it, but it is a pity that my improved firecrackers." ”

"Okay, that person should have come to save Qingyue, they blocked the intersection, he shouldn't have gone down the mountain, let's find it quickly." ”

"You have to come first to save people! I was asked to catch him,"

The voice was far and near, and the voice of one of them was clearly a hidden tribulation, Qingyue stood up happily, walked towards the source of the sound, and shouted in a low voice: "Hidden tribulation, I'm here!"

In the dense jungle, two figures passed, and the ghost came to Qing, seeing the familiar face in front of her, Qingyue almost cried, but finally held back!

Yin Zheng was seriously injured, his face was a little pale, and his eyes were the same as before. The people around the hidden robbery are called cowardice, and they are the friends of the hidden robbery.

Wu Qianlang was still in a daze, tears rolled across his cheeks, making his face hurt. Qingyue approached him and said, "The deceased has passed away, mourn,"

He looked at Qingyue with cold eyes, "Why don't you wait one more day, it's just a short day, second poem, I lost you! I'm sorry for you!" Wu Qianlang looked up to the sky and roared, how could the world be impermanent.

Wu Qianlang took out a palm-sized gravel from his arms, the gravel was as clear as crystal, and the wonderful texture was vertical and horizontal, obviously just an ordinary good-looking stone, without any aura, and it was like dying.

Qingyue looked at the gravel, an inexplicable sense of familiarity swelled in her heart, and asked, "This is?"

"Taiyin Stone! But it has long lost its spiritual power, like a waste stone. Wu Qianlang said, "I'm sorry, I was eager to save the second poem, so I lost my mind for a while, and now that the second poem is gone, I have no worries in this world." ”

As he spoke, he handed the Taiyin Stone fragment to Qingyue, "Give it to you, although you don't have spiritual power, it's a good treasure, and it makes up for my mistakes, everything is because of him." ”

Qingyue took the fragment of the Taiyin Stone, and the strange feeling spread, and the texture inside actually flowed, and even emitted a shallow ghostly light, and the cold texture came from the palm of his hand.

"Haha," Wu Qianlang laughed and said, "This fragment has been in my hands for so long, and nothing has changed, but today it is actually ...... It's just a fate with you,"

"They're coming this way, you guys get out of here!"