Red Snow City, Lane of Departures.

At night, the moon is unknown, the stars are dim, the candles are faint, and the white flags stand still, showing a strange atmosphere in the wind. Luo Huting knelt where the Pain Dragon was lying during the day, holding a white banner in her left hand, and throwing paper money into the air from time to time with her right hand, and kept muttering: "Return!

This was originally a custom in the dynastic army. The army fought in all directions, and many people could not find their bodies after they died in battle. The comrades-in-arms would erect a large white banner with the names of the deceased written on it at the place where they died, and then shout "return" in unison to summon the souls for burial. Sometimes after the war, the white flags are like a forest, and the sound of the soul is constantly being heard all night. In the past, the Hosoliu Battalion also participated in the conquest of the dynasty, so naturally they also learned this custom.

"Yo! I thought it was!" a flirtatious voice sounded, but I don't know which idler was attracted by the sound of the soul calling. Luo Huting didn't hear it, threw another handful of paper money, and said in a low voice: "Return!" Then her voice was cold: "Get out!"

Instead of leaving, the man took two steps forward: "Don't be so rejecting people thousands of miles away! he's not the only one who has been secretly paying attention to you, and now that he's dead, you have to give others a chance!" Luo Huting's face sank, and her fists clenched.

The man didn't notice it, and continued: "Besides, you are a woman after all, and sooner or later you will have to think about yourself. Hey—look at me, I'm no worse than him......" "Where did you come from, fool!" The ghost's eyes in the shadows were full of murderous energy, and he was about to make a move. "Whoosh!" the sword flashed, and the man was already lying on the ground, and his mouth was full of self-expression: "I'm no worse than him...... It's no worse than him......" Luo Huting returned to the sheath, threw another handful of paper money, and muttered: "Return!"

The alley of people is calm again, but there is an extra corpse of a senseless person on the ground.

Outside the alley, the wind blowing from the alley seemed to smell bloody. Dumu Qinglong's face changed: "He's dead!" Suo Yinyu glanced at him: "How is it, Qinglong, do you still want to kill it?" Dumu Qinglong was stunned for a while.

He had been hiding here, and when he saw Luo Huting walking into Liren Alley alone, he urged her to rush into Liren Alley and kill her when she was alone and depressed. Suo Yinyu disagreed, and asked Yue Kai to lure a person with good skills to investigate with a lot of money. Unexpectedly, he died in a few moments.

"Qinglong is ashamed!" said Dumu Qinglong bowed his head. "It's okay," Suo Yinyu patted him, "You're not familiar with them, it's normal to make mistakes." But you have to remember that some people are calmer in the more painful they are. "Qinglong is taught!" Dumu Qinglong sighed deeply.

Moon Armor, who had been silent all along, suddenly snorted lightly, turned around and left. "Brother Yue, are you no longer observing?" Suo Yinyu said. Yue Kai waved his hand as he walked: "If I were the one who did it, I would hide as far as I could in the past few days." With Luo Huting's current state, no one can take advantage of it. What's more, there are ghost faces waiting on the side, Luo Huqiu and others who can't bear it. Show up in this situation, unless he's a fool!"

"Oh, is it?" said a dark voice. "Who?" said Moonarmor as he stopped. "Isn't that fool!" a gust of wind came to his face, and in the wind, a dry bone Zen master wearing a black monk's hat and a black monk's robe strode in.

"Dry Bone Zen Master?" Suo Yinyu's eyes flashed, and he hugged his fists. "Amitabha, it's the old man," the Dry Bone Zen Master clasped his hands together and looked at the moon armor, "What was this benefactor talking about just now?" The moon armor's face changed slightly, and he said, "I don't need to say my words a second time." Whether the master believes it or not, what does it have to do with me? Farewell!"

"Gallless rats!" the Dry Bone Zen Master snorted coldly. Yuekai's ears moved, as if he had heard it, but he didn't seem to hear it. The feet do not stop, and the beard is gone. When the dry bone Zen Master saw it, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and he immediately walked towards Liren Alley.

"Master," Suo Yinyu said busily, "Moon Armor's words are not unreasonable. Please also think twice, don't go deep into the dangerous place!" "Dangerous place?" The dry bone Zen master sneered, did not stop, and walked into the alley. "Big brother?" Dumu Qinglong looked at Suo Yinyu. The corners of Suo Yinyu's mouth flashed with a smile: "There is no need to say more about stubborn people. Watch quietly!"

Wuding Township, north of the village, on the hill. Although the name of the hill is Xiaoshan, just as the river is not small, the village is not small, and the hill is not small. As far as the eye can see, I don't know how many thousands of miles stretch.

A black light flashed, and when the bones by the river fell, he stumbled a few steps and almost fell. The hard move that hit him when he broke out was right in his right leg, from the thigh to the ankle, the skin and flesh turned out, and the blood was dripping. "Damn!" said the riverside bone, pointing points to stop the bleeding, and walked to the spring not far away to clean the wound.

"Shhh He gritted his teeth and forced himself to soak his entire right leg in the spring. Wudingxiang is indeed a land of fairies, and ordinary spring water is not comparable to the outside. The initial pain is followed by an initial itch. The riverside bone looked down, and the wound healed quickly and quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Haha! What a fairy realm!" the riverside bone was overjoyed. At this moment, there was a "tsk", which seemed to be extremely regretful. "Who?" was shocked by the riverside, and was sneaked to his side without noticing. After reshaping the body, even the five senses have decreased?

On the rocks not far away, Yushan stood in the wind with Qin'er, like a fairy couple. Seeing this, there was an inexplicable throbbing pain in his heart: "Is it you?" Yushan shook his head and sighed as if he hadn't heard it: "Alas—it's a pity, it's a pity!" "What is a pity?" Qin'er immediately asked. Yu Shan said: "It's a pity that a good spiritual spring was polluted by his black blood, not only was the spiritual energy lost, but it was impossible to even drink it like an ordinary spring." "Oh my God," Jean patted her chest, "it's terrible!"

"Boy, dare to talk nonsense!" the riverside bone got up angrily. "Isn't it nonsense, don't you know when you look down?Why be annoyed and angry?" The bones by the river couldn't help but look down. Sure enough, the originally clear spiritual spring was already filthy at the moment, and there was a trace of black gas, and the smell of fishy smell reached the end of the nose. "Ahh

"Sword • Twenty-three!" Seeing this, Yushan came out of the sheath, and the three sword shadows circling the sword body struck straight out. "Huh?" the riverside bone left palm met him, dispelling the sword shadow, "despicable!" "Despicable or bright." After all, you are following us into the uncertain land, and we also have a certain responsibility for the scourge of the black fog. Therefore, this battle is inevitable!" Yushan stroked the blade of the sword, and the "Sword Pointing to Tiannan" came out, and the "Sword Twenty-Fourth" rose again, killing the bones by the river.

"Flying geese!" the bones by the river are in their hands, and they greet them proudly. "Ding!" knives and swords were connected and tightly adhered to each other. "Drink!" The bones by the river finally cultivated deeply, and with a shake of his right arm, he had forced Yushan away, and then swung his knife straight forward. "Sword Howling Autumn Wind!" Yushan pointed his sword to the sky, and the sword wind whistled to meet the menacing riverside bones. "Absolutely squeezed the autumn wind!" The bones by the river also pointed to the sky, and the black knife wind swept up the ground.

"Brother!" Seeing that the black sword wind was flourishing and completely suppressed the sword wind, Qin'er couldn't help but shout. "Don't worry, Qin'er, you can't hurt me," Yu Shan said lightly, "The sword doesn't stay!" The sword light flashed, and it had passed through the layers of knife wind, piercing the bones and chest by the river.

"What a quick sword move!" the riverside bone praised, and slashed across his chest. Black qi shot out from the blade, blocking the blade three inches in front of him. Yushan's face changed, urging the internal force, but it was difficult to advance for half a minute. "If there is no strong internal force to support it, what is the use of being fast?" The bone by the river snorted coldly, and Nei Yuan urged again, and the feather cedar was shaken open. Then he strode straight forward, taking advantage of the opportunity of the empty door of Yushan to stab directly. "Not good!" Hasugi hurriedly retreated, but couldn't avoid the pressing blade.

At this moment, there was a sound of breaking the air, and a stone flew from nowhere, hitting the knife that was forcing death. "Huh?" Riverside was stunned, the strength contained in this stone was unbelievably great, so that the knife in his hand couldn't help but deviate, and only obliquely picked open Yushan's clothes, leaving a shallow knife mark.

The bones and feathers by the river retreated, and they couldn't help but turn their heads. Another pebble flew in the forehead of the riverside bone. But it was Qin'er who grabbed two handfuls of stones and threw them at the riverside bone without a head: "Let you bully your brother! Let you bully your brother!" The stone was out of order, but with the ability of the riverside bone, it couldn't be parried, and it was smashed to the point that his nose was blue and his face was swollen and his head was bleeding.

"Damn!" Seeing that this girl's strength was weird, and Yushan was a fierce enemy, the riverside bone didn't want to be entangled anymore, so he flew away with a false move. Qin'er threw a few more stones in the direction of his escape in confusion: "Count you running fast!" Yushan stepped forward and hugged her: "Qin'er is amazing!" "That's," Qin'er smiled and patted Yushan, "Don't look at who I am!"

In the realm of Taihang, in the village south of the sword-casting city, in Zhou Mo's ruined sword ruins. Xie Yu was shirtless and sat cross-legged under the tree in the courtyard. Leaves fell in the wind, strangely sticking to his back. Mo Ju stood not far behind him, and from time to time he picked up a silver needle and shot it out, piercing his back.

Deng Ze sat on the other side, curiously looking at the ink horse who was applying the needle. After living here for a long time, it was the first time that I knew that Moju knew all about medicine, and that he was using such a strange method to administer needles. Xiaoshun was bored and dozed in his arms. Seeing this, Huhuo Huo walked over, took Xiaoshun from Deng Ze's hand, walked to the side and shook it gently. Jiang Xianfeng Ge also leaned over, but those eyes fell more on the Huo Huohuo, hot.

"Envy?" Zhou Mo asked with a grin. Jiang Xianfeng Ge glanced at him and snorted: "What is stinky and beautiful! It's not your own son!" Jiang Xianfeng Ge had a smug face: "What's the matter? Anyway, he is now calling me dad and Xiaofoal Niang." When will there be such a little guy who can call dad and mother?"

"You guy!" Jiang Xianfeng Ge said about him at this point, so he laughed and scolded and ignored him. As if he hadn't heard it, he just shook the sleeping child in his arms.

"Zhou Mo, don't be idle! Ready!" Mo Ju sighed in a deep voice, pinched five silver needles in each hand, and threw them out in unison. Seeing that Zhou Mo didn't dare to slack off, he pulled out a bamboo knife and stepped forward, staring closely at Xie Yu's back full of silver needles. Under Xie Yu's skin, a black shadow was pressed by the silver needle step by step, and he shrank into a corner.

"Go!" Moju snorted, and two more silver needles flew out, piercing the top and bottom of the black shadow. The shadow shrank and swelled, causing the skin to bulge high. Zhou Mo seized the opportunity, his hand rose and fell, the bamboo knife cut through the skin, and a black gas suddenly rushed out.

Zhou Mo had already prepared, and with a pull of his left hand, he incorporated all the black qi that rushed out into his hand. The black qi dissipated, and Zhou Mo slashed horizontally again, and black blood gushed out. The ink horse slapped Xie Yu's back with a palm, and the silver needles went deeper again, and black blood gushed out.

Zhou Mo retreated slightly, the black blood fell to the ground, the black qi returned, and the ground was corroded by this poisonous blood to create a deep pit. When the black blood was exhausted and the red blood flowed out, Zhou Mo grabbed a few leaves that fell on the side, crushed them with internal force, and slapped them on the wound vigorously. This implied internal force, Xie Yu spit out a mouthful of black blood, and slowly opened his eyes: "Thank you!" "I still need to recuperate." Mo Ju let out a faint sound, put away the silver needle and turned away.