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The Black Wind Valley is shrouded in black fog all year round, and from time to time there are gusts of gloomy wind, which is particularly gloomy and mysterious. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

After entering the Valley of the Black Wind, you will be greeted by a ruined scene everywhere.

The sky became dark and foggy, and vision became blurry.

With decaying barren mountains and decaying old trees, Maple Lake has long since turned into a muddy swamp.

Tang Xiao walked in the Black Wind Valley, so quiet that he could only hear his own footsteps and the sound of slight breathing.

Occasionally, he bumped into a few mutilated dead bones on the side of the road, and he was shocked to stand upside down.

Further on, the rotting leaves were densely covered, giving off a pungent musty smell.

Three-winged red ants the size of thumbs are constantly shuttling through the old woods, and fierce and cold-blooded blood pythons and nameless snake-like monsters hide under the leaves.

The fist-sized ghost-faced spider formed a huge silk web to intercept it in the air.

There are also the extremely poisonous six-tailed poisonous centipedes, the ghost poisonous demon scorpion with a faint blue light on the scorpion tail, and the swamp poison frog mixed with disgusting pus......

Along the way, whenever he saw these terrifying poisonous insects, Tang Xiao always quickly retreated, not that he couldn't beat these things.

It's just that whenever he sees the disgusting pus of the swamp poison frog, he feels his scalp tingle.

There are also three-winged red ants, one or two are not scary, what is frightening is that they are all in swarms.

If you encounter these terrifying things and avoid them, I am afraid that there is no other way to go except to wait for death.

Tang Xiao couldn't remember how long he had been walking, the sky in the Black Wind Valley was always gray, and it was night at the moment, and the moonlight couldn't penetrate at all, just a depressing gray, which made people full of despair.

At this moment, a vague singing voice faintly came, which made Tang Xiao, who was caught off guard, break out in a cold sweat.

"Who's there, don't pretend to be a ghost, come out!" he shouted, and at the same time reached out and grabbed the three thousand swords behind him!

Xiao Budian jumped out of Tang Xiao's arms again, stood on Tang Xiao's shoulder, and looked at the unfamiliar environment in front of him with interest.

Suddenly, Tang Xiao was not paying attention, and Xiao Budian jumped up from his shoulder, shot towards the place where the song came from, and disappeared in front of his eyes in the blink of an eye.

"Little bit!" Tang laughed and snorted, before he had time to think about it, his spiritual sense unfolded, and he quickly chased after him in the direction where he left.

And the singing voice that had faintly come out before became clearer and clearer, and Tang Xiao stood upside down for a while.

Could it really be as Fauber said, that the souls of the man and woman are still staying in the Valley of the Black Wind?

But didn't Fauber say that it was the sound of weeping? Why is it that it is the sound of singing that is heard now?

Shaking his head slightly, Tang Xiao seemed to be about to shake the messy thoughts out of his head.

After running like this for half a pillar of incense, he finally saw Xiao Budian.

I saw the dilapidated Black Wind Valley, I don't know when a simple but beautiful bamboo building appeared, there were candles burning around the bamboo building, at this time, in the courtyard in front of the bamboo building, there were three people, a man and two women.

The man was a handsome middle-aged Confucian who looked to be in his fifties and dressed in a gentle manner.

Beside him, a ******** leaned tightly on his shoulder.

The beautiful woman is about forty years old, wearing a long red dress, and she is gorgeous. I saw her eyes closed, humming an unknown ballad, presumably the song that Tang Xiao heard before was from the woman.

On the opposite side of these two people, a woman's back was facing away from Tang Xiao, so he couldn't see the woman's appearance.

It's just that the woman's long white dress was stained by candlelight, slightly glowing.

Some thin backs have a touch of loneliness in the world, as if they have been walking alone in the world for thousands of years, which is distressing, but they dare not approach.

What made Tang Xiao speechless the most was that Xiao Budian was holding a wine jug that was one size bigger than his body at this time, sitting on the wooden table in front of the three of them, and drinking the wine unceremoniously.

Tang Xiao walked up lightly with a black line, and looked at the three people in front of him curiously.

Who actually built such a bamboo building in the Black Wind Valley?

"Hehe... What day is it today, and there are two guests one after another? Young man, come and sit!"

Tang Xiao walked outside the courtyard and was hesitating how to speak, when the middle-aged Confucian invited softly.

"Thank you, senior!" Tang smiled and saluted, then pushed open the bamboo door outside the courtyard and walked in.

"Squeak squeak!" Seeing Tang Xiao come in, Xiao Budian hugged the wine jug and called for a while, as if to say, "I found something good, do you want to try it?"

Tang Xiao scratched his head in embarrassment, glared at Xiao Budian fiercely, and then said to the middle-aged Confucian student: "The juniors were negligent for a while, so Xiao Budian made a mess for you, seniors don't be surprised!"

The middle-aged Confucian nodded with a smile on his face and chuckled: "Is this little guy called Xiao Budian? Yes, it's quite appropriate! Young man, if you don't mind, sit down and talk!"

Tang Xiao nodded slightly, walked to the wooden table, and slowly sat down.

Only then did he see the woman who had her back to him earlier.

The moment he saw this woman's face, Rao Yi was Tang Xiao's perseverance, and his heart also trembled fiercely.

This is a girl who looks about sixteen or seventeen years old, she sits quietly on the stool, from the time Tang Xiao entered the courtyard until she sat down, her posture barely moved in the slightest, like a peerless independent deep mountain snow lotus.

Elegant. And noble.

The face of the small melon seed is expressionless.

A few strands of shredded hair obscured her slender eyebrows, gently rippling on her thick eyelashes. The watery and crystal clear eyes reveal light blue waves, which seem to be soft and close but seem to be rejecting thousands of miles.

Seeming to be uncomfortable with being stared at like this, the girl in white frowned slightly, Tang Xiao seemed to know that her movements were too abrupt, so she calmed down and took her eyes away from the girl.

At this moment, the middle-aged Confucian on the opposite side suddenly spoke: "Haha... Young people, love beauty, everyone has it, there is no need to hide it. ”

Tang Xiao's face was red for a while, and he said urgently: "Senior, I ......"

"Poof!" The beautiful woman in red next to the middle-aged Confucian covered her mouth and smiled, gave Confucian a roll of her eyes, and then chuckled at Tang Xiao: "Okay, silly boy, he is joking with you, don't care!"

Stretching her waist, the beautiful woman in red said softly again: "Meeting is fate, introduce yourself, my name is Li Qingyan, this is my father-in-law!

Tang Xiao subconsciously glanced at the girl in white beside her, and saw that the girl looked indifferent, so she had to bite the bullet and take the lead in speaking: "I'm Tang Xiao." ”

Li Qingyan and Mo Wusheng nodded lightly and turned their gazes to the girl in white.

"Jade Linglong. After a long silence, the girl in white opened her mouth slightly, and finally said her name.

Her voice was slightly cold, but it was unusually nice.

"Beauty is like jade, exquisite, good name!" Li Qingyan smiled slightly and said softly.

After a pause, she spoke again: "We came here thirty years ago, and we have lived here for thirty years, but we are going to leave after tonight, and we are really reluctant to think about it!"

Her voice was full of loss.

Mo Wusheng gently held her hand and said softly: "We have been earning more than thirty years, Sister Yan, don't be sad, I will accompany you wherever you go." ”

Li Qingyan nodded at Mo Wusheng, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

Tang Xiao's mind exploded!

Thirty years ago? He suddenly thought of the story that Fauber had told, did he meet the people in the story?

ps: I'm away on a business trip, a chapter for the time being, and I'll make up for it slowly later!