Returning to the ruins, in the past, it was barefoot over the ice field, but now it is a dog day over the flaming mountain, and a pair of shoes or a wisp of wind will not play a role at all.

On the second floor, there is a Taishi chair, and young people put their hands on their sleeves and close their eyes to recuperate. And another group of young people, a few staring at the sand table, a few staring at the map, someone was constantly asking, and Liu Jingxun was constantly answering.

The question is whether to save or not, and the answer is to save or not to save.

Since the beginning of the first year, the monk on the second floor has not gone downstairs, and he has never had a chance to go downstairs.

Du Shen, who didn't like to drink in the past, also has a wine bag, and he has to pour it every once in a while.

They are all qi refiners, but their eyes are bloodshot.

It's not a problem, the most uncomfortable thing for them is that some people, as long as they take a wrong step, they really can't be saved. To save him alone, he has to die a few people who are in the same realm as him, and every time this is the case, Liu Jingxuan's answer is not to save him.

It was only now that Du Shen understood why he had to put a stand-in here.

It's just to bear this infamy! It's okay to lose in the future, everyone is dead, and it doesn't matter what rumors and rumors. But if you win, one day someone suddenly doxxed, saying that you can save people for a long time, but you can't save it, what will people in the world think?

But now, he is on the second floor, and in the future, the world will only scold him.

Soon after, when it was dawn, the offensive had finally eased a bit, and everyone was finally able to rest for a while. But he just went to drink saliva and wash his face, and he didn't dare to go downstairs.

Liu Jingxun got up and went to the top of the mountain outside the house, followed by Xing Hanzao, and it was not until he reached the top of the mountain that he asked, "We have reached the expected three thousand miles, why don't you retreat?" The further you go, the harder it gets, and the faster you get on the other side! There is a steady stream of monks who climb the stairs, and we can't afford to spend it!"

This is the first time that Xing Hanzao has spoken to Liu Jingxun like this, in fact, he blames Liu Jingxun for why he accepts it when he doesn't see it.

Liu Jingxun took a sip of wine and said softly, "At the beginning of the counterattack, you can't retreat. The number of sword boats and wooden puppets is constantly increasing, and I can accept that I can accept the death of three people in a year."

Xing Hanzao's eyes were red, and he choked up, "Do you know who the person you said you wouldn't save the third time is? If it weren't for Jian Zhou's time, he would have died! What do you do to ......?"

Liu Jingxun said in a deep voice, "Don't tell me, I don't want to know."

Xing Hanzao wiped a handful of tears, snorted coldly, and turned his head back to the house.

She didn't know the man she almost died in battle, but ...... The owner of the mountain shouldn't be like this, how can he not save his friend?

How can you not know, who is where, who they let go where, and there is a clear picture in your mind, how can you not know?

Could it be that just because Chu Jianyun and I have a good relationship, is it because Huangyang Mansion and Qingxing Mountain are allies, so he has to take the lives of the two monks who ascend the tower and bet that he can live?

When you prevent it, try not to die, and live one more one.

But when attacking, one less can die is one.

Liu Jingxun took a sip of wine, and suddenly paused.

Because just a moment of thought, I asked myself.

If that person is Longqiu Tangxi, can you save it?

Then he raised his hand and slapped himself, laughing at himself, "Hypocrite!"

Xing Hanzao returned to the courtyard and said softly, "Du Shen, you can rest for a while, I'll keep an eye on it."

Du Shen didn't look back, just picked up the flask and took a sip, he was very unaccustomed to it, because he always felt that his throat was spicy, but what he wanted was that, refreshment.

After drinking, Du Shencai said, "The unfamiliar people on the battlefield were not saved, but the acquaintances were saved, how to serve the public? I can't find an excuse."

Xing Hanzao walked to the edge of the sand table and muttered, "I know, but I can't bear it."

Everyone understands the truth, but why is it so difficult to do?

Du Shen said in a deep voice: "It's still the same sentence, do our best to kill fewer people."

On the top of the mountain, Huo Dog Year and Wen Luo landed together.

Wen Luo said, "The Great Array of Nakajima has been completed."

Liu Jingxun nodded, and said softly: "It is estimated that it will take some time for my body to go out of the customs, before I go out of the customs and go to the battlefield, who."

I can't go."

Wen Luo nodded and stepped aside.

Huo Dog Nian said again: "There is a general direction, but there are dozens of roads, I can't get it accurately, and the span is too big, shall we send someone to take a look?"

Liu Jingxun shook his head and said, "No."

Huo Dog Nian was stunned for a moment, and finally stiffened up in front of Liu Jingxuan, "No?! Do you just leave it alone?"

Liu Jingxun nodded and said, "Just let it go."

Huo Dog Nian scolded: "You fuck! I know you must have a plan in place, but can you be clear?"

Liu Jingxuan turned his head and glanced at it with a smile.

Huo Dog Nian shrank his head and had to sigh.

Liu Jingxuan stretched out his hand and patted Huo Dog Nian, and said in a deep voice: "When I break through the realm, it's almost over, and I will hold on for a few more days." When I play, it won't be so tough."

Huo Dog Nian pouted and said, "Even if you break through the realm and refine the void, you can suppress the demon clan and ascend the building, but you can't stay all the time, right? You also saw Xuanyi's hand last time, people don't dare to kill you!"

Liu Jingxun said indifferently: "After I break through the realm, it won't be them who will kill me!"

Unless you demon clan factions come together!

Then let's see if the twelve people in the highest place in the world will end up with doppelgangers.

In the seaside house, the peach blossoms have already begun to release petals.

Liu Jingxun carried a brand-new wine gourd, sat under the peach tree, and read the letter sent by Qike Mountain.

Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, Jiang Yu actually stayed in Qike Mountain to read the book for the remaining three months.

Bai Xiaodou said that he wanted to take a friend back to Qingxing Mountain, and he had been with them for the past few years. There are also two people with bad family backgrounds, who have no relatives in this year, and one of them wants to worship in the Broken Mountain, but she is too timid to say it, so Bai Xiaodou wants to ask Master, can you talk to Sect Master Yao or Aunt Yao? The other wanted to stay in Qike Mountain, but Qike Mountain seemed to think he was stupid.

It's just a lot of tugging around, remembering what to write.

But this word is getting more and more correct.

The back, obviously, is Jiang Yu's words, it's simple, stroke by stroke to go to places that people can't imagine, Liu Jingxun really wants to slap it over thousands of miles.

It was the Mu Shen Bridge mentioned in the letter that Liu Jingxun didn't expect it!

In the first version of the Legend of the Demon Rejection, he is one of the people who don't know whether to live or die today.

Putting away the letter, Liu Jingxun glanced up at the peach tree, and muttered, "It's been three months since the sword crossed the sea, no matter how slow it is, it's still in Middle-earth, right?"

It is indeed to Middle Earth, but Longqiu Tangxi did not return to Qingxing Mountain at all, let alone Shenluzhou.

On the third day of the first month of March, a cold light swept into the 100,000 mountains, crossed tens of thousands of miles at a very fast speed, and arrived at the center and landed steadily on Xiaoxi Peak.

Longqiu Tangxi looked at the black-clothed swordsman not far away, and said softly, "It's my place, Chief Cao will go back, but I can't tell Liu Jingxuan about my affairs here, I must not!"

Cao Feng held the sword and muttered, "Don't you go, don't you say ten years? It's only seven years! It's like I've broken you apart."

Longqiu Tangxi shook the wine gourd and said with a smile, "No, he accompanies me." In the past two years, you have broken through several mergers, and if you drag it on, you won't be able to hold it down, so you have to come."

Cao Feng muttered, "Don't go, don't go! I promised the dead monkey ten years of keeping."

Long Qiu Tangxi saw that his own words did not have much effect on this Hedao sword cultivator, so he smiled and shouted, "Sword Spirit!"

A girl swooped out, her face full of flattery, "Ah! The master's daughter-in-law is here!"

Longqiu Tangxi glanced at Cao Feng and said indifferently, "Drive him away."

The sword spirit nodded, and jumped up with a flying kick, "Do you want to go?"

Cao Feng fell and ate, and when he got up, he cried and muttered, "I ......."

"Get out!"

"Gotcha!"

Cao Feng clenched his fists at Longqiu Tangxi, and said in a deep voice, "Longqiu girl, you can't believe the words of that guy in the abyss."

Long Qiu Tangxi nodded and said, "Don't worry, I have a sword."

Turning his head again, "Where's the sword?"

The sword spirit smiled, "It's coming, it's coming!"

A sword broke out from under Xiaoxi Peak, and after breaking the sky, it turned back again and landed in front of Longqiu Tangxi.

At this time, there are not many people in the world who look sideways.

Cao Feng has really seen it, I guess I haven't seen a dead monkey!

But after Longqiu Tangxi saw the ancestor of the sword in the world, he finally knew what kind of sword Liu Jingxun was carrying with his dozens of zhang of law.

The sword spirit kicked again, kicking Cao Feng. Long Qiu Tangxi then asked, "He...... Do you still think he's worthy to be your master?"

The sword spirit tilted his head and smiled, and asked, "Doesn't Sister Longqiu know what the master is like without these broken fetters?"

Longqiu Tangxi was stunned for a moment, and the picture of opening the gate of heaven with a sword and letting Da Luo Jinxian come down to die came to his mind.

She smiled and muttered, "Yes! He is not worthy, and who else?"

"Dead Liu Jingxun! When will you remember?" ……

Shudi Zhangren Mountain, also called Qingcheng Mountain, but it has little to do with that Lu Qingcheng.

There was a young man wandering down the mountain, and at some point, there was a middle-aged man beside him, dressed in a Confucian shirt.

Chen Lingzhou asked curiously, "Why don't you pretend to be old?"

Meng Xiu didn't talk nonsense, he just said, "On the day of the decisive battle of Futu Continent, I need you to make a move, and that young sect leader will also make a move, including myself."

Chen Lingzhou was extremely surprised and asked, "You? Converted?"

Meng Xiu smiled: "The seniors just said that they would not agree."

Chen Lingzhou said indifferently: "Don't talk about Futu Continent, I will go on the day of the decisive battle of Demon Rejection Island, my eldest nephew is doing a good job, can I not help?"

Meng Xiu nodded and said, "I have to tell you one thing, do you remember that Liu Guzhou raised a purple loach back then?"

Chen Lingzhou said with a smile: "Remember, he was so hungry that he couldn't help it, and he finally caught it, but he never wanted to eat it. Later, when Lao Jiao came to the door, he felt that he was going to die, so he put the loach into the Qingni River."

Meng Xiu said in a deep voice: "She is still there, Zuo Chunshu is the one who protected the childish Jiang Huajiao." ……

Outside a large abyss well in the mountains, there was a middle-aged man sitting on the ground, and there was a phantom shadow at the mouth of the well.

The phantom said in a deep voice, "Longqiu Tangxi can afford to hold the sword of the Sword God, I'm so hungry!"

Meng Xiu said in a deep voice, "Wait a little longer, I'll let you eat half full soon."

The Phantom said angrily, "How long is it soon?"

Meng Xiu took a deep breath, "Seven or eight years, eight years at most."

As soon as the conversation changed, Meng Xiu's voice was also a little cold.

"I promised you that I would do it, and what did you promise me?"