The two people in front of them, Fu Yunge and Wolf Chenyan, have already gone through some cautious disguises. Wolf Dust's face seemed to be smeared with soot, his shabby clothes had been replaced by a simple robe, the rusty knife was hidden behind him, and a slender narrow knife hung from his waist.

Fu Yunge's outfit matched with Wolf Dust, and he looked like a servant of Wolf Dust.

"This is the legendary 'Black Rain Swordsman', which is really heroic." Dongfang Shiming looked at them and said with a smile.

Fu Yunge tugged at the clothes on his body, and smiled: "It's really good, I can get a touch of the limelight of the great swordsman, and I don't deserve to be a tea boy." ”

The smuggling wind blew in a daze, and the flagpole in front of the door creaked.

"The time of this meeting is indeed too short." Dongfang Shiming stepped forward and stretched out his fist deeply, "When you come back when you're done, we'll get together again." This time, I won't allow you to break your appointment again. ”

Fu Yunge looked at his outstretched fist, and the expression on his face was like a spring breeze that had faded away from the cold.

"Good. I promise you. ”

He also clenched his fists, slowly raised them, and slammed into Dongfang Shiming's fist with a "snap".

Bai Artemisia followed behind Dongfang Shiming, looked at the two of them, and was even more envious of Dongfang Shiming.

It turns out that his future husband is really as rumored to be, brave and resourceful, so gentle and kind, and attaches importance to feelings. Bai Hao looked at the resolute backs of the two and saw that this was the most tacit trust between each other.

The others also parted ways with the two. Poinsettia Mei walked last, he stood in front of Fu Yunge, thought for a while, and then slowly stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder.

"Qi shakes the clouds, you have to master the key." He spoke softly, but he could hear a palpable concern, "And that thing, use it at the right time." For the teacher...... I want you not to risk your life again. ”

Fu Yunge looked at the pupils of the poinsettia plum, and his appearance was reflected in them. He sniffed, feeling a little moved.

"Master, I understand." He lowered his head, and his tone was full of sincerity, "Disciple Fu Yunge, he will definitely live up to his master's order and return triumphantly." ”

Wolf Chenyan looked at them, as if the appearance of the old year was emerging in front of him.

"Wolf Knife ......" Poinsettia Mei turned her gaze to him again, "I wish you all a smooth return." ”

Wolf Dust heard him talking to himself, and suddenly came back to his senses.

He nodded hesitantly and thanked him. And after saying goodbye to everyone, they are about to start the curtain of this new game.

Turning around, Fu Yunge and Wolf Chenyan walked towards the outside of the valley together, pacing slowly.

Facing the sound of Xiao Xiao's wind, his eyes were floating and sinking, and his eyes were full of clouds.

Fu Yunge looked at the road ahead, and the road stretched under his feet. He knew that the road he had traveled was not so long, and it would not be so long. Although the road was difficult, he had to continue to walk on this road without hesitation.

Thinking about it, the pride in his chest suddenly escaped. Sentences are not intended to be poems.

“…… The yellow clouds are smoky in the sky, and the divergent road has not been smoothed out of the sea. One step to the rivers and lakes will return, and the armor and sword dance will be chaotic. ”

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Outside the Qiongtian Palace, black clouds were deserted, and the wind swept through.

Outside the three sects guarding the palace, there are still rows of black and oppressive battalions. There are nine shadows in it, and there are also villains who come for that wish, and there are many different things.

In the tent, the purple stone of the brook is alone with a lone lamp, and the yellow color is flowing on the lacquered wood tabletop, like an uneasy firefly.

It was dark on all sides, and Xi Zishi's eyes were a little tired.

The delaying battle in front of him was nothing, but the legendary Black Rain Swordsman had caused him a lot of doubts.

These days, the rumors are getting stronger. Even in his camp, there was a negative effect of distraction.

The mysterious Black Rain Swordsman, his powerful and winnable strength, and his strange and unknown purpose have given them all a very bad prediction.

In the hearts of those who want to exchange meteorite for wishes, this is undoubtedly breaking their expectations. And for the soldiers of the Nine Shadows, such a high-ranking person entering the battle is likely to bring immeasurable variables to their organization.

And he, as the biggest boss in the lurk, must make a decision in time.

"Ahh......h

After thinking for a while, he put his hands behind his head and shook his head helplessly.

His mind was like a pot of porridge, and every time he wanted to think, he would always involve more concerns. He knew that he was too anxious, calculating the time, the Black Rain Swordsman should also be coming, and he had to calm down as soon as possible.

Walking straight out of the tent, he looked up at the twilight sky, the muddy wind blowing the dust, looking dark and confused.

The wind carried a chill, and he shrunk his neck, but his mind was much calmer.

Suddenly, he seemed to feel a bright flash of lightning in his thoughts.

That's right. Since he could not afford the worst consequences, he should at least deal with the best possible results.

There is no time left. He must act as soon as possible and strive for a preemptive strike.

Suddenly, after thinking about it backwards, his thoughts suddenly became clear.

Having made up his mind, he immediately turned around and walked briskly towards the tent.

And not far from the front, the core area where everyone was fighting, the Qiongtian Palace, fell into boundless silence at this moment in the chaos of nightfall.