Jun Buxie turned his head to look, only to see another woman walking out of the mountains and forests, the woman was wearing simple and simple civilian clothes, not like a cultivator, but his brows couldn't help but be raised high, like a sharp sword that wanted to sink into the night. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It doesn't look like it, but the aura is so strong, it is clearly a super strong person who knows my realm, judging by the geographical location, could it be the great elder of Long Qian Peak? No, the great elder of Long Qian Peak has never been a woman, and Long Qian Peak has only one female elder, isn't it?

The charm of the is still there, and the woman who looks a little mature and feminine smiled: "Old Decay Dragon Hidden Peak Han Ling'er." ”

Jun Buxie came back to his senses at this time, and didn't say much, and said in a cold voice: "It turned out to be Elder Han of Long Qianfeng, what's the matter?"

Li Molan's eyes showed surprise, looked at the proprietress of the returning inn, opened her mouth, and then fell silent.

The proprietress smiled slightly: "The heir of the Beihai Sword Immortal came to my Long Qianfeng to find me for something, although I don't know his intention, but naturally I have to ask clearly, how about the emperor leave him alive first?"

Jun Buxie's eyes were cold, and he glanced back and forth between the two, and then said, "Elder Han doesn't want to hinder me from killing, it's okay." ”

"Then thank you to the emperor. The proprietress thanked her, then calmly looked at Li Molan, walked in front of him, and said with a smile: "Little boy, why are you looking for me?"

Li Molan said: "You have already discovered my identity?"

The proprietress smiled and said nothing, and after a while, her expression suddenly turned cold, and she asked, "Why did you come to me?"

Li Molan said calmly: "You already knew my intention, why did you stay silent for so long? ”

The proprietress shook her head and said, "How can the old lady be sure that your words are true or false? And save people in front of the young lord of Emperor Zizhai? What do you think of the old lady? Why did I come to save you?"

Li Molan said, "What do you think this is?"

After that, he took out a small white hosta from his arms, which was obviously just a very ordinary mortal thing, but it made the proprietress widen her beautiful eyes, and she subconsciously reached out to take it.

This hosta was obtained by Li Molan from an old demon cultivator named Han Sang when he first entered the Endless Snow Field, carrying the friendship between Han Sang and Han Linger, a pair of brothers and sisters, whether for Han Sang himself or for Han Linger, this friendship is enough to last for a hundred years and never forget.

Li Molan closed her five fingers together, and did not hand over the hosta to her, but said calmly: "If I can't leave here alive, why should I give it to you? I have worked hard to bring this thing to you, but you are watching from the wall, so it is better to let this hosta end with me." ”

The proprietress froze, understanding that he was angry at his silent watching the battle just now, so she said softly, "I'm sorry." ”

Li Molan asked rhetorically: "Is it useful to apologize?"

The proprietress gritted her teeth and said, "The old lady will help you stop him, and you will return the hairpin to me!"

It's mine.

Loud and sound.

This is the ornament she left in the tomb of Yubei back then, no matter the past ten years, twenty years, a hundred years, of course this is hers, not to mention, for what kind of hosta, she also lost her brother forever, so how can she not be confident when she says this?

This is hers, whoever dares to stop her from getting it back, she will fight for her life, whether it is Li Molan or Jun Buxie, she has no fear!

Li Molan said calmly: "You are a strong man who knows my realm, you have the ability to kill him, kill him, I will give it to you." ”

This is a very straightforward coercion, which seems a bit despicable, but Han Ling'er obviously guessed his intention before, but he didn't come to help him in times of crisis, what is this? This is the revenge of the general, so where can you blame him for taking revenge?

Between them, they are all qualified to be angry, but in terms of right and wrong, it is Han Ling'er who is wrong first.

The proprietress opened her eyes wide and said incredulously: "Why do you want me to help you kill him?

Li Molan looked at Jun Buxie's cold face, glanced at the graceful proprietress and said, "If you stop him today, you are already having a grudge with Emperor Zizhai, unless you don't want this hairpin, otherwise you might as well kill it directly, anyway, there are no bystanders." ”

The proprietress complained: "You kid, don't you understand that unless a character like Jun Buxie is in a small world like the Yubei Tomb, once he dies, he will be directly calculated by the Tianchen Daoist?

Li Molan was silent.

It's really tricky.

It's just that for some reason, he looked at the resentful face of the proprietress, and suddenly felt that there was no heavy color in her eyes at all, and there was no room for relaxation and calm, which he couldn't understand at all.

Why can she be so calm and relaxed?

Li Molan handed her the hosta and said, "How you choose, it's all up to you, I have fulfilled my promise to Han Lao Thief, and then it's up to you how you choose." ”

The proprietress grinned, rubbing the hosta in her hand, and her smile became more and more brilliant and rich, like a fiery red kapok in spring, enchanting and colorful.

She suddenly showed a serious look: "Li Molan, how is he? Is he still alive? Where is he?"

Li Molan said lightly: "He is still in the Yubei Tomb, but you know that the Yubei Tomb is about to be destroyed, and he is almost ...... now I'm going to die. ”

Her eyebrows twitched.

The smile is enchanting, and the style is full of style.

Li Molan looked at her smile in a daze, but heard her continue: "The old lady protects you, you go, don't live up to the old lady's kindness." ”

He grinned, his frozen expression suddenly disintegrated, and said softly, "Thank you." ”

Standing between the foothills, Jun Buxie watched all this calmly, under the moonlight, in the snow, his face was cold and arrogant, and he did not react to the changes here, like a cold sculpture.

He watched Li Molan get up and go away, and looked at Han Ling'er looking at him with a smile, his expression did not change in the slightest.

Countless explosions sounded between the mountains and forests, countless bare branches trembled and broken, falling with snowflakes, and the invisible killing intent suddenly enveloped everything around.

At a glance, there is an amazing view, the mountains and rocks explode and the earth collapses downward.

The weather is amazing, as if there are immortals manifesting.

Jun Buxie clenched the imperial spear in his hand, and the jade pendant on his waist swayed in the wind, reflecting the moonlight, looking shining and shining, which was very eye-catching.

He looked at Han Ling'er and said calmly, "Elder Han, is this your decision?"

Two huge black dragons that are several feet thick and hundreds of feet long rise from the ground!

It is like several land dragons drawing water from the sky, shattering the night and the netherworld.

Two black dragons roamed in the sky, the stars shook, and the clouds fled in fear or torn into countless pieces by the wind.

The black dragon danced in the night firmament, and the tip of the gun pointed directly at Han Ling'er, like a killing god between heaven and earth.

Han Ling'er's expression was very relaxed, as if she had let go of everything, and she was very serious, without the charm between her eyebrows and eyes, she was pure like a young girl.

Why does she look so unusual?

She looked at the two black dragons reaching the sky, thinking that this junior was even fearless in front of her, and couldn't help but secretly admire a little in her heart, and those two illusory black dragons were almost condensed, as if they were real dragons in the sky, which made her vaguely feel a little threatened.

However, she rubbed the hosta in her hand, suddenly smiled, and said, "Yes." ”

The smile is extremely beautiful, and the beauty is not like that of people in the world.

The voice is very clear, crisp and clean, not like a mature woman or a girl.

Han Ling'er lowered her head, looked at the hosta in her palm, and the appearance of her brother appeared in front of her.

More than 100 years ago, she was on the mountain with her brother, but she became a generation of Tianjiao of Longqian Peak, and her brother became the most ordinary and unknown ordinary disciple, she felt heartache for him, but she couldn't change anything, that day in the tomb of Yubei, her hosta was captured by the demon vulture in the sky, at that time she said forget it, but her brother Han Sang said that he must take it back for her, why? Because this is the hairpin that their mother left her, it is her treasure, and it is the only little thing he can do for her, he is the elder brother, and of course he has to get it back for her.

The result? The result is not seen for a hundred years.

Now, how are you?

Han Ling'er bit her red lips, thinking that when she went back in the morning, she would sell the return inn, anyway, she was not short of a few small dollars, and if she sold it cheaply, she would sell it cheaply, anyway, she would not even stay at Long Qianfeng in the future, it was good to be alone, she had waited for her brother for more than a hundred years, and now whether it was good or bad, after all, she had lost those obsessions in her heart, so what was the point?

Thinking so, the corners of her mouth lifted slightly, not knowing whether to cry or laugh.

But it's poignant.

......

......

In the tomb of Yubei.

There was no snow in that mountain range, and most of the black rocks were falling apart, and it looked so bleak.

The countless peaks in the mountain range are all broken, and the snow under the cliff has long been submerged by the rocks, and it is impossible to see the stone hut that used to be here.

An old man in a wolf-skin coat with a weakened breath sat on a stone pile, his temples full of wind and frost, looking up at the vast sky, his eyes blank.

The sky here has long been torn apart, and it has been torn apart like fragments, revealing colorful chaos.

Is that what the view is behind the sky?

The old man in the wolf-skin coat looked at the sky in a daze, watching as the fragments gradually fell from the sky dome and fell to the ground, causing thunder on the ground, blasting the earth apart and tearing the heavens and the earth apart.

He watched as the fragments of one of the skies fell in his direction, with no intention of dodging.

His mouth moved silently, and he didn't know what he was muttering.

For some reason, maybe because of the fear of death, maybe because of some other reason and obsession, he saw the sky and the earth vast.

Gradually, old tears were rampant.

Fragments of the sky fell into the mountains, and the aura of destruction spread, and the entire mountain range was suddenly annihilated in the light of the sky.

The figure of the old man in the wolfskin coat blurred with the destruction.

Eventually disappeared.

Eventually, there was no life.

......

...... (To be continued.) )