What are rivers and lakes?

Happiness and enmity, human affection and sophistication, too, are in harmony with each other.

In fact, everywhere you look, there are rivers and lakes, and you want to forget about each other.

What is humanity?

Man is the spirit of all things, the world is unpredictable, only uphold good thoughts, can be the way of man.

What is the Way of Heaven?

The Tao gives birth to all things, the five elements of yin and yang, and the mystery is subtle in heaven, earth and man, and there must be its laws.

All things in the world have heavenly ways, earthly ways, and humane ways.

Thirteen years ago

For a time, the court was turbulent, the undercurrent was surging, the rivers and lakes were stormy, and the bloody wind and rain.

According to legend, the evil feather is Jiuhua Immortal Palace: Qi Xuanzhen, the Taoist chief, and three friends who have forgotten their old friends, together with the Xuanshi refining, the brand created is divided into four pieces, which are controlled by four people.

Desolate Ancient Witch Land - Five Poison Pools: Nine-Rank Moon Poison King.

Long Dream Realm: Jiang Chengfeng is in charge.

Nine Doubts Mountain—Liuhe Heavenly Sect: Jade Whisk Cloth Immortal Master.

But if you gather the four pieces of the Evil Feather, you can open the Jiuhua Immortal Palace, the treasure house left by the true Daoist Qi Xuan.

The treasure trove contains endless martial arts cheats, resurrection techniques and elixirs.

It is said that those who hold the evil feather can win the world.

Long Dream Realm

The blood-colored waning moon, layers of danger, swaying bamboo forests, and cold winds.

Piercing the heart crossbow, chasing the arrow, the black clothes are chaotic, and the stars are cold.

"Run."

"Hurry ......"

In the bamboo forest, a middle-aged man in dark dark clothes, with a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy, fled for his life in panic, and the disciples in the door fought hard to resist.

With a "whoosh", a black-clothed masked shadow, and the dark arrow in his wrist broke through the sky like a thousand pounds.

A sharp arrow light swept through, right in front of him, killing the disciples of the sect who resisted, and at the throat, he was screaming for his life.

The hunt begins.

In the darkness, only the long blades of the cold light could be seen, bursting out with dazzling fierce light.

Every time the light of the blade flashed, blood beads were sprayed, and as the blood beads splashed in all directions, with blood flowers, splashing in all directions.

In the midst of the torture and killing, suddenly, a small sound entered the ears, and the loneliness was sinking.

At this moment, the black fog covered the sky and the sun, and a young man dressed in black and collared fell down like a ghost in the bamboo forest.

The black veil covered his face, and only a pair of eyes like night appeared on his face, flashing with a sharp edge, fleeting and intimidating.

The calm aura that is different from ordinary people fills the whole body with horror.

As the sound of the flute dispersed, the middle-aged man in dark ink clothes knew that the overall situation had been decided, so he no longer resisted fearlessly.

I saw that he tidied up, the wrinkled clothes on his body, his weather-beaten face, his tired expression, and a pair of cold eyes were deeply sunken.

The messy and fine forehead hair, half-covering the eyebrows, drifted away with the wind, although it was a dilapidated and embarrassed appearance, but the wind bones were still the same.

The middle-aged man's eyes were resolute, and he said in the wind: "Ninety thousand miles of mountains and seas, Zhaozhao has a bright moon, and I Jiang Chengfeng is conceited and conceited, worthy of the world and worthy of myself." ”

Subsequently, Jiang Chengfeng sneered, a masked young man dressed in black and led by a strong collar, and sneered: "What a Tianzhao, under the banner of taking advantage of the trend, for the banner of Tianxingdao, mutilating the martial arts, and deviating from the scriptures. ”

After speaking, he waved the long sword in his hand, and glanced at the panicked young man not far away.

"Xiao'er, don't be afraid."

However, many sects in the martial arts came one after another, just to snatch the evil feather from him.

"Hahaha! I have been dreaming of the Xuanjing Realm for a long time, correcting myself, and treating the people of the world well, but today, but I ended up in such a field, that's it, that's it, that's it, this is what you call the way of heaven, bent on going your own way, black and white don't argue, heaven and earth have no light. ”

Xitang - Breaking the Military Palace, he was the first to speak: "Jiang Chengfeng, don't talk nonsense, hand over the evil feather, otherwise, kill you, don't blame us for being ruthless." ”

Yunding Villa echoed: "Yes, don't hand it over quickly." ”

Jiang Chengfeng: "This thing endangers the martial arts, even if Jiang dies, he will never hand it over." ”

Tianji Pavilion: "What endangers the martial arts is your Changmeng Xuanjing, and you want to take the evil feather as your own and dominate the rivers and lakes, but you don't give us a piece of the pie." ”

Yuqiu faction: "That's right, Master Jiang, what kind of heart do you have." ”

Jiang Chengfeng supported his body, staggered two steps, laughed loudly, and then, with death, wanted to fight for the young man behind him, and fought a bloody way.

"Xiao'er, let's go."

In an instant, thousands of arrows and lights, facing the wind, hundreds of martial arts sects, each with a strange move, the sword pierced in, Jiang Chengfeng's body.

"Daddy."

A deafening, young man's cry came into the ears of the black-clothed young man, Chu Linxian, making him instantly stunned and a little overwhelmed.

I saw that the unkempt and embarrassed young man, stumbling and supporting his small figure, ran to Jiang Chengfeng's side in a pool of blood, protecting him and shaking constantly.

Chu Linxian's dark eyes moved slightly, and he looked at Jiang Chengfeng who was dead in a pool of blood in front of him for a long time.

"Uncle Jiang, don't!"

Before he could take a look at the young man, he heard a "whoosh", and a sharp arrow feather pierced the young man's heart.

The sword has no eyes, and no one can protect him, the thin little boy, not to mention that the boy is only five or six years younger than him.

Chu Linxian's eyes swept across Jiang Chengfeng's side wantonly, a miniature figure.

I saw that the young man's eyes were full of despair and fear, and his eyes were dull and unmoving.

A wisp of breeze blew in my ears like a striking eye, and there were bursts of shouts of fighting in my ears.

The smell of blood wafted into his nose and went straight to his mind, awakening Chu Linxian, why was he decisive.

"Mercy, save him." Chu Linxian's eyes flashed with a trace of unbearability, like a faint cloud of life and death.

Shen Lianqing, who had been hiding in the shadows, flew down in the faint moonlight.

I saw that his temperament was like an orchid, pure as snow, and it seemed that the grievances and grievances in this world had nothing to do with him, but he was wearing a black shirt, which was so out of place in the eyes of the world, and it didn't match him at all, but it was more of a helplessness.

Shen Lianqing's eyebrows moved slightly, she rolled her eyes slightly, and in the next second, she smiled slightly: "Okay, senior brother." ”

Perhaps, this is the first time in Chu Linxian's life that he has opened his mouth to ask for someone to save the young man in front of him.

The long sword frightened the west wind, crossed the quiet lake, flashed with silver light, illuminated the long night of the eight wildernesses, stepped on the moon with a sassy air, hidden in the dark night, but dared to go to life and death with both the sun and the moon.