The scholar walked very fast, and the sky was a matter of blink of an eye, because his clean white shirt was stained with dust, the cuffs were torn by the violent wind, and the white silk threads raged in the wind like wild flowers.

When it comes to scholars, it is natural to mention wine, and scholars and writers have always been stained with the word "wine", whether it is the taste of wine, or drunk after drinking, or dreaming of death, this is a wonderful feeling.

At this time, the white jade pine vase held by the scholar in his left hand was cracked, and he could not withstand the sharpness of the knife brought by the rapid speed, and the crystal wine droplets dissipated with the wind.

According to the usual, even if the scholar is so fast, his clothes will not be torn, the bottle will not be broken, and the slightest wine will not drip down, but today is different from usual, because the scholar is too anxious, and he will not think of distraction to do other things at all.

He was in a hurry, very quickly, but he still paused for a moment outside the Tianshan Mountains, because the tiger stood in front of him, because the tiger had spilled all the wine in the jar, and because the wine had spilled, the wind from the east was so fast, so swift, so hot.

There is a ravine before the scholar and the tiger, separated by the breeze and the fire, if the scholar wants to move forward, then he must meet the fire, the east wind, and the tiger!

The wind rose and the fire burned, like a fierce tiger galloping, even the scholar couldn't help but stop for a moment, and his eyes flashed with great praise.

But it was only for a moment, and the praise was only praise, and it did not interrupt him, for there was a burning in his calm eyes, which belonged to the burning of greed.

No longer hesitating, the scholar told the tiger with a smile that he was very optimistic about this wildflower, but today he also had to learn about this wildflower himself.

What a wonderful and obsessive thing to do with a spicy hand? Especially when this wildflower blooms so beautifully, like a fire in front of you, dazzling, beautiful, and hot like a rising firework.

The scholar walked forward, and the fire swept suddenly, but it was quietly extinguished, as if the fire had been thrown into the water without hesitation, so the fire was extinguished, so easily, so quickly.

Tiger, a wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, the man in front of him was too strong, too strong, he said indifferently: "Give me another hundred years." ”

There is no following, because Tiger only wants to say this.

"Huh?" The scholar was stunned for a moment, smiled very happily, and was also very serious: "I like people like you, proud, and have the strength of pride, you can get out of the way, or you can stop the senseless fight." ”

The battle that the scholar said was naturally a tiger burning life, he felt that there was no need for this, and he also gave him a chance, he felt that this wild flower was really fragrant, maybe because of the smell of wine rising around him, so he moved his heart of compassion.

"There are some things that can't be returned. ”

The tiger's hand was patted, and that beat gathered all the winds in the heavens and the earth, so fierce and fast, that the clouds of the heavens and the earth were blown away because the wind was too violent.

The clouds dispersed, the wind rose in the palm, there was a wind in the palm, there was a trace of fire, and the palm of the tiger mixed with the wind and fire of the heaven and earth, exploded brilliantly.

The fire rises, the wind sounds, and the heaven and earth begin in the wind and fire, just like the fire of the prairie meets the wind of destroying the world, and the two complement each other to produce the fire that reflects the red sky and burns the fire of the sky.

The scholar was overwhelmed by wind and fire, heaven and earth began with wind and fire, even if he couldn't avoid it, since he couldn't avoid it, he would go forward, the scholar's behavior was very simple, just like Li Batian took a step forward.

Heaven and earth begin with wind and fire, but when the scholar takes a step, everything begins under his feet, the wind falls under his feet, the fire falls under his feet, and then it dissipates like this.

However, it is worth mentioning that everything begins with the feet, the wind and fire also burn in the feet, and the scholar's white shoes turn into flying flotsam, burning in the fire, and become fly ashes.

The scholar's hand was already in front of the tiger's eyes, and it was a fist, a somewhat pale but erect fist like a spear.

The tiger wanted to block it with his hand, but the speed of the fist was so fast that he couldn't do it at all.

Boom, the sky is coming.

Boom, the majestic mountains rise.

Tianhe and Xiongshan, seeing this, it is natural to understand that there are mountains, rivers, and only Baiyutang is in the wasteland.

Tianhe rolled towards that Bai Ze's powerful fist, but the target of the mountain was the tiger, the mountain was so strong, the attack was so fierce, and it forced the tiger to fly ten meters away.

All this was done in the blink of an eye, when the fist instantly shattered the Tianhe, but the punch was missed, not hitting the target of the fist, but hitting a fan, the mountain and river fan.

The mountain and river fan is very strong, but at this moment, the fan handle is slightly bent, flying upside down, hundreds of meters away, Bai Yutang leaned against the wooden railing, his face was pale, he kept coughing, and a touch of red Yan Ran flew away on the wasteland, which looked very poignant.

The scholar took a step forward, and before coming to Bai Yutang, he frowned slightly, but he slapped it with one palm, this palm did not kill people, but it was to abolish the foundation of his cultivation, because the young man in front of him made him feel ashamed.

However, this palm paused, because there was a sword in front of the palm, this sword scholar was very familiar with, because the sword body was quiet, like a touch of spring, this sword was rewarded by him, the 31st peacock on the 100 list of weapons.

The person who used the sword naturally didn't have to think about it, the scholar laughed, laughed loudly, laughed very happily, it was real happiness from the heart, and he said, "Not bad." Then he took another step and walked away.

"Not bad what?"

Mo Nannan's face was pale, the hand holding the sword was shaking, as beautiful as a peony, like a peacock, her face was bloodless, but she did hold her head high, as proud as ever, only this time she was standing in front of the scholar, the demon lord, and his father.

"Naturally, you dare to stand in front of him, and the person who dares to stand in front of him and draw a sword is naturally good, especially you. ”

"Are you alright?"

"Can't die. ”

The two looked at the place where the scholar went, Xiaoman and Zhuma stood in place and couldn't move at all, the monk was angry with the Buddha King Kong, and the Buddha's light was dazzling, but people couldn't take a step at all, only cold sweat kept flowing, without the slightest hindrance, dripping on the wasteland lawn.

The scholar's purpose is very clear, Su Qi's yurt, this time he walked a little slower, while walking, he tidied up his clothes, like a nobleman who was about to eat, meticulously tidyed, until this time his calm eyes showed a trace of fanaticism, with joy.

Bang bang bang

It was only at this time that the Tianhe, which was shattered by the scholar's punch, fell to the ground, was shattered into water droplets, and fell from the sky, naturally becoming a rain, which was the first rain after autumn outside the Tianshan Mountains.

There is no rain in the autumn color, and there is always less taste, and the autumn rain always carries a trace of autumn sadness.

Sad spring and sad autumn can be described well, because only autumn, that kind of everything has to wither can be described as sad autumn.

"I always felt like something was missing. A rather hoarse voice sounded in the yurt, it was a man's voice, and there was only one man in this tent, naturally Su Qi.

He lifted the curtain of sheepskin, and came out of the tent, his face was very pale, as if he were terminally ill, and his appearance seemed so in harmony with this autumn, with the first rain after the autumn came.

The autumn rain is with a hint of sadness, his weakness just corresponds, the autumn rain is mixed, the autumn wind is cold, the autumn rain and the autumn wind are autumnal, Su Qi, the autumn man, is doing so well, when he comes out, it is so set off.

Su Qi blinked slightly, as if he wanted to crush the autumn rain and autumn wind and autumn sadness in front of him, but the scholar standing in front of him was so tall that he couldn't crush the sorrow of autumn by protecting Qiu behind him.

The desolate beasts in the distance roared, a little miserable, because they couldn't make the slightest movement after seeing the Tiger King injured, they were sad, they were injured, they hated!

This autumn rain blurred their figures, but it couldn't suppress their roars, all of which seemed so set off the autumn, lining the autumn people who walked out of the yurt.

"You've finally appeared. The scholar became calm again, took a deep breath, and smelled the fragrance around him and seemed very comfortable, as if blowing the most fragrant flower fragrance in spring, and the fragrance of flowers made the scholar so obsessed.

"Let me eat you. "What the scholar said is very straightforward, very simple, he just wants to eat you, and there is no explanation, because there is no need to explain, just tell the person in front of him what he wants to do.

Su Qi seemed very calm, even with a hint of a smile, and it was only at this time that he impatiently waved his hand to shatter the meaning of autumn sorrow, and then said very seriously: "I want to eat my demon clan, there are more demons, there are no more of you, and there is no less of you." ”

"One more is not enough? One less is not too much?"

The scholar smiled, laughing very happily, he felt that the young man in front of him was very interesting, at least more interesting than many people, so he reminded slightly: "I'm a little different from them?"

"What's the difference?" Su Qi asked rhetorically.

"I'm strong. "The scholar is very serious.

"How strong?"

The scholar didn't know how to answer this question, so he was silent for a moment, and then he pointed to the south and smiled: "I am the monarch of the Southern Demon Clan. ”

"Well, it's strong. Su Qi did not deny the strength of the scholar, but he was still very calm, and said, "You are so confident that you will definitely be able to eat me?"

Su Qi asked rhetorically, and it also has a lot of meaning, do you think the Demon Lord can eat me? Even if you can eat it, you think that you can eat what you want?

The autumn wind rises again, the autumn rain continues, the autumn wind and autumn rain fall people, this autumn man is not just a backdrop, he will be angry, naturally he wants to say something threatening, threatening? It seems that this is the only one who can threaten the demon king at this time.

It sounded a little unbearable, but it was useful, so the Demon Lord was silent