"Creation makes people!"

Wu Ming sat on the ground, looking depressed, not knowing how to face this predicament. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Xiao Baishu patted him on the shoulder and asked, "What's the matter, are you worried that the demon clan will trouble you?"

"It's not that I'm worried, but I've already found it, look at my face, is it black or not?" Wu Ming pinched his face with both hands and pulled out a weird smile towards Xiao Baishu.

"Black!" Xiao Baishu frowned and said, "People with black faces are usually unlucky. ”

"I've fallen under their spell, can I solve it?" Wu Ming was in no mood to joke.

After hearing this, Xiao Baishu shook his head and said, "I don't think it's just that I haven't heard of such a thing as a magic spell, even a few elders of the Crazy Sword Sect may not know about it, including the sect master. ”

"Could it be that they scared me?"

Xiao Baishu's head shook even more, "No, no, no, your face is much darker than just now." ”

Wu Ming covered his face, his heart was like ashes.

"It would be nice if I could send you into the Xuan Realm!" Xiao Baishu sighed on the side.

Wu Ming didn't really want to know about the Xuan Realm at all, but when he heard Xiao Baishu say this, he immediately stood up and asked, "Can you really send me into the Xuan Realm?"

"I... I didn't mean if, and besides, our cultivation can't even be transformed into the Void Realm, let alone the Xuan Realm, which is the more advanced state of the Void Introduction. Xiao Baishu looked at Wu Ming's expectant eyes and explained awkwardly.

After hearing this, Wu Ming's eyes became blank, like a walking corpse.

"Are the people of the demon clan still under the mountain?" Xiao Baishu asked Wu Ming softly.

Wu Ming was silent, tilting his head and looking into the distance.

He has only lived for a few days, and almost everything he encounters is a bad thing, or a bad thing that will die at any time, and he doesn't doubt that life is weird.

Xiao Baishu looked at Wu Ming, who was stunned in front of him, "Do they want you to come back and ask how to unlock the seal of the Shen Yuan Sword?"

Wu Ming didn't speak, and began to walk slowly down the mountain.

"Hey. Xiao Baishu grabbed him, "Are you going to die?"

Wu Ming was still silent, and he didn't know what to say. Now except to go down the mountain to persuade Cang Ming and himself to find Han Tianzong, Wu Mingzhen didn't know what else to do.

Xiao Baishu walked in front of Wu Ming and stopped, put his hands on his shoulders, and said, "If you have to go down, I may be able to give you a better advice." ”

Say. Wu Ming squinted his eyes half-squinted, looking like he was about to fall asleep.

"You said that there is a treasure called the Xuantian Mirror in the Crazy Sword Gate, which can break the seal of ten thousand laws, and the condition is that he will unlock the spell for you first, and then you will give it to him. Xiao Baishu remembered that Han Chuan was also so foolish, so he made this suggestion to Wu Ming, of course, he would not tell Wu Ming that there was no such thing as Xuantian Mirror in the world.

Wu Ming didn't know the details, so he was eager to save himself, and hurriedly asked: "Really, but the door master said that he wanted me to bring Han Tianzong back to give me the treasure mirror, and now that the door master is in retreat, how can I get this treasure mirror?"

"Uh, actually..." Xiao Baishu said hesitantly, "Actually, do you tell him that you have it first, and let him lift the ban for you before giving it to him, although you don't have a treasure mirror, but you can't lie in order to survive?" ”

Wu Ming was stunned when he heard this, and asked in a low voice, "Are you also lying to me?"

Xiao Baishu's expression immediately became serious, his right hand raised his sword point, and said, "I swear by the reputation of the master of the sect and his old man, and there is absolutely no falsehood. "If Wu Ming lived here for a year, and heard someone swear like this, it is estimated that he would directly stab him to death with a sword.

In fact, Wu Ming didn't care about the truth of the Xuantian Mirror, he couldn't get it anyway, so it was better to tell a big lie like Xiao Baishu said.

"Senior brother, take care, I'm going down the mountain. ”

"You take care, you take care. Xiao Baishu hugged Wu Ming hard, and he went down the mountain. It's not that he doesn't know that Wu Ming's actions are auspicious, but staying here is just to increase his sadness, he would rather Wu Ming fight for a chance to survive than see Wu Ming turn into ashes in the Crazy Sword Gate.

Wu Ming staggered down the mountain, and at the foot of the mountain, he vaguely heard Xiao Baishu's whistling above.

Xiao Baishu looked at Wu Ming in the distance on the edge of the cliff and dropped the stone flute in his hand. Draw the sword, unsheath it, and repeat these two movements over and over again. A flowing cloud flew over the sky, quickly coming towards Xiao Baishu, and Xiao Baishu did not stop the sword in his hand. The clouds are near, it's a horse. It stopped at a distance away from Xiao Baishuzhang, and there was an enchantment of the Hanging Sky Peak between the man and the horse.

Ma looked at the stone flute at Xiao Baishu's feet and stood in place for a long time.

"Let's go, step on the clouds, take him away. ”

Xiao Baishu spoke, and the sword in his hand slowed down. The horse was a gift from Hankawa, given to him in the fifth year of his ascent to the mountain. Because, Xiao Baishu is the worst, and it has been five years or the early stage of Juyuan, so Hanchuan gave him a stone flute, so that he could call Pegasus to step on the clouds and escape in times of crisis.

Despite his reluctance, Xiao Baishu still sent away Tayun, for the sake of Wu Ming, for the Crazy Sword Gate.

When Wu Ming walked in front of Cang Ming again, it was already dusk, Cang Ming's tall figure covered the sunset, and Wu Ming in the shadows was floating on the Black Sea like a lonely boat.

"How?" asked Cang Ming.

Wu Ming took a deep breath and said slowly: "Let me tell you this, there is no one in the Crazy Sword Gate now, so no one can unlock your seal, and neither can I, but I got the supreme treasure of the Crazy Sword Gate, the Xuantian Realm, this treasure mirror can break the seal of ten thousand laws, and of course it can also break the seal of the abyss, on the condition that you first unlock the spell for me, and swear, I will give it to you if you don't hurt me." ”

Cang Ming was silent for a moment when he heard this, and suddenly slapped Wu Ming on the back of the head, and scolded: "You fool, when I am stupid, the Crazy Sword Gate has such a powerful thing, why don't you break the barrier of Hanging Heaven Peak?"

"Ahh Wu Ming didn't know how to explain for a while, he was hesitant, and he couldn't say why.

"What are you, you Crazy Sword Gate are all fools, one can pull more than the other, and there is no credit!" Cang Ming scolded and grabbed Wu Ming and threw it forward.

Suddenly, a white shadow rushed towards him.

And the archers beside Cang Ming also shot an arrow when the white shadow appeared.

The arrow hit the white shadow, and a piercing hiss came out.

Before Wu Ming could land, he was swept up by a white shadow and flew over the heads of the Sharpbowmen towards the canyon behind them.

"Divine archer!" Cang Ming waved his hand at Wu Ming.

The sharpshooter shoots another arrow.

The black sword and arrow light penetrated the white shadow, revealing the true body of Pegasus Treading Clouds, and Wu Ming was lying on the horse's back looking at the bottomless abyss below with a frightened expression.

"Shoot again!" shouted Cangming.

"It's too late. The sharpshooter looked at the falling clouds, "The horse will not survive with two arrows, and the man may be thrown to death." ”

"Are you underestimating the black spell I realized?" Cang Ming asked in a cold voice as he looked at the archer.

The sharpshooter bowed down and said, "Don't dare, even if this kid escapes to the edge of the sky, he will be turned into ashes by the black magic spell." ”

Cang Ming looked up at the fire clouds in the sky, the black iron mask on his face was reflected crimson, only those eyes, as deep as night.