The indifferent gaze of the young man who was secretly waiting for him turned a faint turn on Ling Tiansu's face, and he laughed lightly.

"What are you laughing at?" Ling Tiansu turned his gaze and looked at him.

The man stood upright and said, "I was still curious about why you chose to enter the forest tribe in such a hurry at such a time of crisis? It turned out to be for a woman. ”

Ling Tiansu frowned.

Ah Sheng's eyes are inexplicable.

Mu Yunjin was stunned at first, his cheeks were slightly red, but his eyes were slightly confused.

She didn't even know the name of the young man, but she was invited to meet that day, and she was politely refused......

If it's love at first sight, this is inevitably a little too inexplicable, right?

Ling Tiansu showed a helpless smile: "Let's get straight to the point, I want to participate in the Arrow Slaughter Trial, but Lord Mu also knows my condition clearly, my hands and feet have injuries that are difficult to heal, I need the Four Flavors of Shenmu Mu Rattan in Lord Mu's hands." ”

Mu Yunjin's face stiffened slightly, slightly unnatural.

Belch......

Well, it's her who thinks too much.

Fortunately, she is also a person who is free and easy by nature, and after all the misunderstandings were resolved, she did not do too much entanglement and shirk.

Although the four-flavor divine wood and rattan are precious, they are nothing compared to the life-saving grace that people have traveled thousands of miles to save their lives.

If it weren't for Ling Tiansu, she couldn't imagine what miserable and humiliating things she would face if she fell into the hands of Wu Shan.

Becoming a yin slave creature with no humanity made her even more terrified when she thought about it.

Although the ending made her feel a little stunned, this young man was so good, she was fortunate to have it, and she lost her life.

This kind of thing has always been forced.

Ling Tiansu got his wish and obtained the four-flavor Shenmu vine.

He threw the four-flavor divine wood vine in his hand to Ah Juan: "I'm going to bother Ah Juan's girl to refine the wood vine divine juice below." ”

The two said goodbye to Mu Yunjin and his party, and walked in the direction of the cultivation room, Ah Juan took the pitch-black Shenmu vine into his arms, and looked at Ling Tiansu's side face inexplicably.

"I really don't understand, your arrow is clearly missing so much, the archery is really rotten, why the heavens still get out of the way, and you really don't dare to attack us. ”

Ling Tiansu smiled slightly: "It was this arrow that was so powerful that he didn't dare to act rashly." ”

"What do you mean?"

"The person who can make the little underworld master wait is naturally extremely extraordinary, but when he says that he is waiting for someone, this person can only be someone other than the forest and underworld tribe, which can see that the person he is waiting for is not the same person as him.

Plotting with the tiger, he didn't want to drag a seriously injured and dying body to face, an arrow was ridiculous, but in his eyes, it was me who deliberately missed it, when he saw the self-styled dark bow but did not self-appoint, it is not difficult not to think about it, how many arrows can I shoot next, and he himself can catch a few arrows. ”

Ling Tiansu's fingertips gently rubbed the hilt of the Winter Knife at his waist, turned his face sideways and smiled at Ah Sheng: "If an arrow shoots without hurting him, it will give him the illusion that I can confidently continue to fire many arrows in a row, and he can't be afraid of it." ”

Ah Sheng opened his lips and was deeply admired.

At that life-and-death crisis, under the suffocating tension of the darkness, he was still able to trap the other party in such an orderly manner.

The other party's thoughts and fears are firmly in control of the hands, strategizing, seemingly empty to consume the only hole card, but unknowingly, but unconsciously turned the tide, fighting for the only way to survive.

"At such a young age, the city is so deep, if it weren't for the fact that your bone age is only seventeen years, and there is no sign of giving up your breath, I really suspect that there is a 10,000-year-old demon living in your body. Ah Sheng smiled and shook his head.

Ling Tiansu coughed lightly, touched his nose and did not speak.

"But...... Did you deliberately miss that arrow, or did you have terrible archery skills?"

Ah Sheng's question was not out of curiosity, but three days later, it would be the Arrow Slaughter Trial.

If his archery skills are so bad, I'm afraid he won't be able to win any good rankings at all.

What's more, if the quasi-head is so bad, how can he kill the Shura King if he goes to the Mountain of Prison Law at that time.

Ling Tiansu was very sincere: "Hmm...... Actually, I've never practiced archery. ”

Ah Sheng slapped his palm on his smooth forehead, and said weakly: "Okay, okay, I'll teach you archery." ”

......

......

The spiritual realm has a vast world, towering mountains, and the mountains are vast and vast.

The fierce wind of the hunt mixed with the plain white snowflakes, and gently brushed Feng Se's gorgeous robes.

The golden dress dances, like a golden holy lotus blooming between heaven and earth.

Apricot eyes looked far away, with unfathomable light, looking at the mountains thousands of miles away, there was a new mountain rising.

Under the wide sleeved robe, the five-finger pinching technique was performed thousands of times, and the heavy thinking between her eyebrows became more and more profound.

The senior brother of the Phoenix Fall Palace, Yuan Yi, stood quietly aside, watching the palace master's frantic qi around him like a split, and the polar sun fire light of the Holy Palace behind him was affected by his qi and danced wildly.

He couldn't help but cry out worriedly: "Palace master...... My lord, but there is chaos in the spiritual world again?"

Feng Se's eyes were far away, and the deduction in his hand was always fruitless.

She sighed: "There is an evil art in the spirit world, called "White Bone Tongtian Dao", the young man said that this "White Bone Tongtian Dao" came from the other side of the pavilion, this seat stargazing and deduction day and night, has never been able to capture half a trace of the way of white bones, but today, this seat sensed another ethereal and mysterious mountain breath. ”

What's even more strange is that the living beings of Xinshan need 10,000 years, and in the secluded mountains thousands of miles away, a new mountain is born in one day, and a new mountain gives birth to ten thousand souls.

It's a strange sight.

"But this seat ...... I couldn't deduce any results, but I could only vaguely perceive that the new mountain came from the human world, and it seemed to be going to borrow my spiritual avenue to lead to ...... Ninefold Heavenly Que. ”

Hearing the last four words, Yuan's eyes were shocked, and goosebumps came out of his body.

"Nine Heavenly Que, what is the difference between this move and the white bones, and the line of Tongtian?"

Yuan was shocked, and there are people in the world who study this evil art of winding paths!

Feng Se shook his head slowly, his apricot eyes lined with cold and thin coldness in the heavy snow: "That's not the case, that new mountain, across the two realms, its mountain contains the Holy Spirit, and it has the potential of becoming a holy mountain, and it has nothing to do with evil magic." ”

"This ...... Lord Palace, are we going to stop it?" Yuan Yi asked in a low voice.

"No need. Fonter stopped deducing.

She turned around and walked in the direction of the palace, and her voice was faint: "It's just a way, the lord of this mountain has a divine breath and has the resources of the sky, since it is not an evil art, why bother people to cultivate." ”

On this side of the mountain, Fonter chose to ignore it.

But on the top of another mountain, a pair of blue eyes seemed to cross thousands of mountains and rivers, reflecting a prosperous rain.

She curled the corners of her mouth, wiped a trace of blood from her sleeve, and reached out to summon a gray cloak to cover her body.

"Ascend to the sky? It's better to ...... Add me a good one. ”

The drizzle is continuous, the cold wind hits the mountain, the cool rain rolls up the autumn wind and leaves, with a bleak and tired feeling, but there is a touch of inviolable sacredness.

Cheng Feng held a small hoe for growing vegetables in his hand, lowered his head deeply, and his eyes were empty and dodged.

The boys and girls born from the ethereal flowers and trees in the mountains are covered with a green leaf above their heads, and their clothes are fluttering with the wind and rain.

The raindrops, which should have weighed like a thousand pounds, hit the palm-sized green leaves, but they couldn't stir up half a ripple.

Dressed in red and raining, his posture is slender and slender, standing in the wind and rain, holding the red plum and white umbrella with his bare hands.

Under the umbrella, half of the pale chin is exposed, and the lines are soft and graceful.

The blade-thin pale lips were slightly pursed, and the plain hand holding the umbrella raised its pale and slender index finger slightly, and gently tapped it on the handle of the umbrella.

The rain fell from the sky as if time had stopped, and it was frozen in the entire space.

The red official robe and skirt no longer swayed in the wind, because the mountain wind also stopped with the rain in the sky.

The cloudy sky like a tomb was split into a line by a force, and a huge and vast ancient sword fell from the line of the sky.

The body of that ancient sword was wider than a mountain, and its sword was colorless and transparent, like a sword of the gods condensed by the exhaustion of a pure river.

The waters of the great river come up from heaven!

It's just that this great river has turned into a sword.

The sword momentum of the rain silk that was stagnant in the sky was shaken and dispersed, the rain dissipated and the fog dissipated, and half of the sky was illuminated by the sword light.

In the autumn twilight, a chuckle came from under the umbrella.

"You're going to move the rescuers. ”

The chuckle without any hint of ridicule made Chengfeng's body tremble violently.

Even though she didn't look back at him, a pair of bright eyes appeared in Chengfeng's mind.

pinching the little hoe, his body trembled so much that he was about to lie on the ground.

He was afraid that this woman would suddenly look back and throw a drop of rain at him.

But the woman in red with the umbrella only said this one sentence to him, and ignored him directly.

Shangguan Tang stroked his sleeves unhurriedly, gathered the umbrella, and hung it around his waist.

After doing such a simple action, the red dress disappeared.

The next moment, she was under the water-colored greatsword.

The wind is blowing and the murderous spirit is agitated.

There is a supreme divine wrath in that murderous aura!

She stood directly below the center of the giant sword, and the sound of sword qi roaring in her ears rang out.

Her dark and beautiful eyes seemed to be lit up with the heavens and stars, her eyes were full of the night sky, and the ancient sword above her head from the Holy Water Mountain was the god of water, the divine sword of Tianwu.

With ten thousand waters as the source, the other side of the co-flow sword, tempered for ten thousand years with the light of the stars and rivers of the god realm, the name Tianshui sword!

The red robe suddenly flew out of the bottomless countless starlight, and the gilded flying fish pattern on the chest seemed to be eclipsed in an instant.

She made a sword-wielding motion.

"Crazy woman!" Cheng Feng cursed in a low voice in his heart.

But looking up, looking at the red-clothed figure under the giant sword of the gods, confronting the sky, the appearance of a person is like being lonely for thousands of years, lonely.

His eyes were both fearful and obsessive.

He should have resented being a slave with others and moved mountains to imprison, but when he recruited Tianwu General Father in order to regain his freedom, he had some faint regrets in his heart.

If this woman in red really died under the Holy Water Sword, would he really be happy......

(ps: Lord Shangguan finally appeared, do you miss her?)