In the heavenly night, some demon vultures occasionally flew by, and Li Molan, Yu Huaji, and Wang He Wushuang advanced along the place where the dawn light was on the horizon, and about another day and night passed. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This day and night is only an estimate, and in fact it may be longer, just because the speed of the three of them is not fast, and the journey for such a long time has only advanced a few hundred miles.

The empty wilderness was empty all around, only the wasteland and overgrown weeds, and looking into the dark distance, you could faintly see the black shadows of the rolling hills.

There was a faint fluctuation of aura ahead, but this aura was not a demon beast, it should be a cultivator.

Li Molan stopped, and with his movements, Wang He Wushuang and Yu Huaji also stopped, looking ahead vigilantly.

Someone is approaching here.

The young man in the scholar's shirt in the night looked hidden in the darkness and couldn't see clearly, but the footsteps in front of him were very clear.

There were three people walking briskly from the front, and one of them was the paper man who had taken the lead a few days earlier.

"Senior Sister Yi!" Yu Huaji saw the paper cherisher and the others who were also threesomes, and there was a look of surprise in her eyes, looking at the girl in white who was walking in the forefront.

Daomen Yi Shui is the only genius in the Daomen whose talent is almost comparable to Yu Huaji, he is a master of the Dragon Eye Realm at a young age, and he was even one of the alternate saintesses of the Daomen back then.

Li Molan didn't know much about her, she only knew that looking at the Daomen, in addition to the holy woman, the only one who could be highlighted was this holy woman named Yi Shui.

However, after Wang He Wushuang and Paper Xiren entered the Daomen, the quality of the Daomen disciples barely increased, and they were not considered to have no successors.

Yi Shui, a white-clothed girl with a beautiful face, looked at Yu Huaji, her eyes showed joy, and she couldn't help but speed up her pace and said, "Senior sister!"

In the Daomen, she was the only one who dared to call Yu Huaji her senior sister, and the other Daomen disciples would only respectfully address Yu Huaji as a saint.

Wang He Wushuang has also heard a little about the love and siblings of this fellow disciple and sister, and it is really the case today.

He had met this Senior Sister Yi in the Eternal Night Wasteland a month ago, at that time, Yi Shui, the girl in white, was silent most of the time, only speaking when necessary, and her temperament was cold, and her current appearance was simply upside down.

He looked at the paper and asked in a low voice, "Why...... Xiao Yi is also there?"

Among the two people brought by the paper cherisher, in addition to the famous white-clothed girl Yi Shui, there is also one person who is Xiao Yi of Guanxin Valley, this person, whether it is Wang He Wushuang or the paper cherisher, is disgusted, thinking that it is too hypocritical to be worth befriending.

Xiao Yi looked at them with a smile, harmless to humans and animals.

Paper Xiren explained: "When I met Senior Sister Yi, they happened to be together, so they came with me...... You can't stop him from coming. ”

Wang He Wushuang glanced at Xiao Yi, who was showing concern, and said helplessly: "Okay, have you notified the other sect disciples?"

Paper Xidao: "The news has been released, and in a few days, there should be fellow brothers and sisters in the bamboo forest who listen to the wind and come to answer it." ”

Wang He Wushuang was silent for a while, and told him about the spring and autumn guests two days ago.

After hearing this, Paper Xiren's face became solemn, and he said, "That maybe...... I was self-defeating. ”

He spread the news that the Holy Maiden of Daomen needed to be rescued, wasn't that a disguised equivalent to telling the others in the Yubei tomb that Yu Hongyi was now seriously injured, and if he didn't do anything, he wouldn't have a chance?

The Holy Maiden of Daomen has a noble status in Beihai, representing the true sacredness and is the spiritual leader of Daomen, which can be seen from the love of the people of Lin'an City for the Holy Maiden of Daomen, so if the Holy Maiden of Daomen dies in the tomb of Yubei, what kind of blow will this blow to Daomen, the first sect in tens of thousands of years? Even the current status of Daomen can be shaken.

The rules of the Yubei Tomb are far more cruel and darker than those of Beihai.

This is the only chance to kill the Holy Maiden of the Daomen.

When the paper regret person thought of this, he immediately regretted it.

"That's not necessarily, there is Senior Sister Yi Shui here, and that guy...... There is no danger at all. ”

Wang He Wushuang pretended to be relaxed, and at the same time glanced at Li Molan without a trace.

Li Molan always looked calm, didn't say a word, and didn't realize it.

He stood in the corner, like a shadow, barely noticed.

On the other side, Yi Shui, a girl in white, walked quickly, and then held Yu Huaji's arm very affectionately, and asked, "Senior sister, are you better?" I see that your face is pale, your qi and blood are insufficient, and your breath is very weak. ”

Yu Huaji seemed to be very relieved of her junior sister, and said calmly: "I can barely lift the sword, but there is only one blow left, we have been attacked in the wasteland before, and Senior Brother Wang He has also been hit hard, and now we are all protected by one person." ”

As she spoke, she pointed to Li Molan, who was silent on the side.

Li Molan saw the girl in white handing her gaze, so she introduced herself: "Enlightenment Academy student...... Li Molan has met Senior Sister Yi. ”

It stands to reason that he was just a student of the Enlightenment Academy, and he should be called Mr. after seeing a disciple of the Daomen, and apparently he forgot about this stubble.

However, Yi Shui had no problem with his transgressive title, and introduced himself with a smile.

It's just that Yi Shui looked at Li Molan's gaze with some contempt, after all, in her eyes, this young man didn't have much aura fluctuations, he should just be an ordinary student of the Enlightenment Academy with low strength, and Yu Huaji's remarks just now were probably just half-joking.

Li Molan noticed this trace of contempt, but this was also reasonable, he did not have any displeasure,

Immediately after that, everyone introduced themselves and got to know each other.

Xiao Yi looked at Li Molan and smiled: "Brother Li, we met again, it's really fate." ”

Li Molan looked at his smiling face and responded lightly, without any extra words.

Xiao Yi was not embarrassed when he saw that the other party was not interested in speaking, and then walked to Yu Huaji's side and greeted him with concern, seemingly very enthusiastic.

The moon is shining, and the mountains in the distance are shrouded in the moonlight and stars, like a huge dragon in the dark night.

It's thousands of miles from the outskirts of the Eternal Night Wasteland.

There is still a long way to go.

......

......

Yi Shui, the girl in white, changed her face slightly after hearing that the three of them had been attacked by Beiyue and Zhu Youxian among the four guests in the Spring and Autumn Period, revealing an indignant expression.

She said: "They dare to have murderous thoughts against Senior Sister, and when they go back, they will tell Uncle Xiao about this matter, and they will definitely go around without Emperor Zizhai eating!"

I don't know if the three words of the little uncle are hiding some magic, Yu Huaji's expression changed a lot when she heard these three words, and said: "If the little uncle knows, it will really be bloody." ”

Yi Shui said: "That's the spring guest and the autumn guest asking for their own hardships. ”

Li Molan, who was on the side, heard this, and paid a little attention to the little uncle of the Daomen, one of the two great Netherworld Immortals of the Daomen was the little uncle of the Daomen, but few people had seen her true face, and only some rumors were left, which seemed to make the major sects very jealous, but he didn't know it.

Yi Shui asked without a trace: "Then Senior Sister, how is your current situation, how much combat power do you still have?"

Previously, when Yu Huaji said that she was attacked by Chunke and Qiuke, she didn't describe it too much, only said that after they were repulsed, they were also seriously injured, and the rest were all brushed aside, and Li Molan was not mentioned at all.

I don't know why, even in front of this sister who is like a sister, she didn't say Li Molan's strength, maybe because Xiao Yi was also there, or because of some other reason.

For some reason, she seemed to want to hide Li Molan's strength intentionally or unintentionally.

She said: "I still have the strength of one blow left, and Senior Brother Wang He is about the same, and I am tired of Senior Sister to escort me." ”

"That's ......"

Yi Shui blinked, patted his not towering chest slightly, and said confidently: "This way, I will definitely not let my senior sister lose a hair!"

"Now, isn't it?" she said, and looked at Xiao Yi who came here with her.

There seems to be a lot of indescribable meaning hidden in his eyes.

Guanxin Gu Xiao recalled that he was known for being a gentle gentleman, and at this moment he said politely: "If the Holy Maiden is allowed to damage the Holy Body, then it is really impossible to atone for the sins of death." ”

When he spoke, he smiled on his face, making people feel like a spring breeze.

Yu Huaji didn't know much about him, and said, "Thank you Brother Xiao for your help." ”

Xiao Yi played with a dark iron ruler in his hand, still with a harmless smile on his face.

His ruler is called the Xuanming Black Ruler, and the reason why it is called Xuanming is because his ruler is poisonous, and it will produce a toxin on its own, called Xuanming Poison, which used to be called Xuanming Poison, so it is called Xuanming Black Ruler together with the ruler.

The poison on the black ruler is a highly poisonous, which can not only make the poisoned lose their ability to resist, but also eat away at the vitality little by little, which is a rather terrible toxin.

The poison is his secret, looking at the North Sea, no one knows, not even his master knows that his black ruler actually has this poison.

Also, otherwise, Xiao Yi obviously has the opportunity to use a better weapon, why would he use this Xuanming Black Ruler, which ranks last on the list?

Because of the existence of this poison, even the Tianchen Daoist who formulated the list of famous weapons in the Beihai didn't know it.

Xiao Yi pinched the iron ruler and stood in front of Yu Huaji with a smile.

No matter how sacred the red-clothed girl in front of her is, but she is seriously injured now, she will definitely not be able to stop this foot, and she only needs to cut through her fair and noble skin and let the poison seep into it, in fact, it is enough.

He had a smile on his face, even in the depths of his eyes.

A murderer will always have a murderous aura leaking out of his body, but he will not.

Xiao Yi has been accustomed to living with a mask since he was a child, and his mask is so powerful that he will not have any murderous aura revealed in the moment before he kills.

No one knows that Xiao Yi of Guanxin Valley is the best at killing people with a smile, which is even more terrifying than the devil who kills people without blinking.

Yes, whoever Xiao Yi wants to kill, then he will smile at whomever he wants, the more he wants to kill, the stronger the smile becomes, almost crazy.

Yu Huaji saw Xiao Yi on Xiao Yi's face.

She was a little puzzled.

She didn't understand why this person was standing in front of her, smiling so happily, was she funny?

Of course, Xiao Yi wouldn't tell her that this was the happiest laugh in her life.

His hand clenched the Xuanming Black Ruler and stabbed it towards Yu Huaji's chest.

It's a hidden knife in his smile.

The black ruler disappeared into the night, turning into a blurred black shadow.

This thorn came suddenly, as fast as lightning. (To be continued.) )