The rain was pouring down, and it was endless.

A lot of people died, and they didn't know how.

But after that day, there was no one in the world anymore.

There is no dragon hill to dry, there is no boat in the world, and there are many people......

Bai Xiaodou left Qingxing Mountain that night, and no one knew where she went. On the third day, Jiang Yu left Qingxing Mountain with Bai Xiaomeow and headed west.

And Chu Lian, after that day, combed up his hanging hair, entered the Houshan Library, and never came out.

Lu Qingcheng has not yet returned to Douhanzhou, but follows Gao Gao Yang and Gui Qi, accompanied Ji Qiao, and accompanied Longqiu Tangxi.

For half a month, Longqiu Tangxi sat under the begonia tree and didn't say a word.

The rain was endless, and the water in the Qingni River had risen a lot, and it was almost over the embankment.

Longqiu Tangxi took down his wine gourd, stunned.

After a long time, he finally spoke and asked, "Qing'er, have you seen him?"

Lu Qingcheng in the mouth of the world, here, is Qing'er.

She nodded and said softly, "Yes, I saw it 10,000 years ago, 20,000 years ago, and 50,000 or 100,000 years ago."

Long Qiu Tangxi's heart tightened, and he asked in a trembling voice, "What about within eight thousand years?"

Lu Qing'er was silent.

Longqiu Tangxi picked up the wine gourd, took a sip of wine, and said in a hoarse voice: "I'll go back to White Deer City first, my father hasn't gone back yet." Qing'er, can you take me back? You cultivate higher, faster."

Lu Qing'er nodded and said, "Okay."

She finally touched the half-length canoe and muttered, "The 100,000 mountains don't count that time, I said that next time you look for me, dare to break your promise!"

In the past half a month, she has thought a lot, but she can't do anything about it.

If there is no road, then take a road out!

Before leaving, Longqiu Tangxi faced Ji Qiao and kowtowed three times.

"Mother, don't worry, I won't accept my fate."

Ji Qiao squeezed out a smile and said softly, "Girl, whoever has no one can get by."

Longqiu Tangxi slowly got up and said softly, "Mother, don't worry, I will be back to accompany you soon."

Ji Qiao shook her head, "I have something to accompany, now that Jiuzhou is connected with the outside of the world, if it doesn't work, go out for a walk." I...... Here I watch over my son and my husband."

Long Qiu Tangxi nodded and said softly, "Then I'...... Gone."

Gui Qi said softly, "Go, there is me and the second senior brother."

A whole starling mountain, lifeless.

Bai Xiaodou is gone, Jiang Yu is gone, and the young people are gone.

And in the back mountain of Qingxing Mountain, Song Yuanqing pinched the sign engraved with calm waves, and wanted to be a qi refiner for the first time, especially if he wanted to.

The Si people have passed away, and no matter how uncomfortable the living are, they have to live!

A few people who came back from outside the world, such as poets, scholars surnamed Shi, and men in armor. There was no cheekiness to be a guest, so they went to their homeland and went home to see.

Fang Yu went to Middle-earth, and he wanted to pay homage to his great aunt.

Jin Yueran returned to Po Saozhou, she wanted to visit the river woman who helped him back then.

And there is a figure that first returned to the East China Sea and then came to Qingxing Mountain, and there is no longer the mark of the Heavenly Court, and there is no identity of the Dragon King of the East China Sea.

Ao Feng walked to the back mountain and muttered, "Madam, I'm sorry."

Ji Qiao just shook his head, then squeezed out a smile and said, "Long Si, little garlic sprouts, and little zongzi, I need your help with something."

Zhang Wuwei is not on the mountain, he can't be busy at all.

Douhanzhou in the north, Yuzhuzhou in the west, and Qingluan Continent in the east, the three places are only in this half a month, and there are already many nights of thieves who have secretly landed, most of them are scattered cultivation in the outside world, but in fact, there are also many sects that have opened the gate of heaven.

In the past half a month, there have been more than 30 Hedao monks who have died under Zhang Wuwei's sword.

At this time, he was in Douhan Continent, and he had just killed a few Hedao monks from Beiju Luzhou.

He retrieved a token from the man, and Edgeworth headed north.

After January, the outside world was overwhelmed.

There is only one thing, Zhang Wuwei in Middle Earth, who destroyed three sects alone, and put down a sentence.

Traveling to Jiuzhou, I Zhang Wuwei welcomes it. But when he came to Jiuzhou to find trouble, Zhang Wuwei's sword was also welcome.

There is no gatekeeper in the world, there are still people in the rivers and lakes!

Jiuzhou, there is also a newspaper.

The Ming Sect of Shenlu Continent was destroyed by a mysterious man who was armed with a pitch-black sword, wearing a black cloak, and riding an ink unicorn.

Even mortals, if they are obsessed, they will kill them.

As soon as this report came out, some Qi Refiners who were hiding and hiding had already begun to move.

After all, if there are no more than twelve people today, there is no rule that a Qi Refiner cannot touch mortals.

After Longqiu Tangxi returned to Bailu City, he saw Di Bao, but he only glanced at it and didn't say anything.

On the contrary, it was Longqiu who sprinkled it, took out a Qiankun jade and handed it to Longqiu Tangxi, and said, "This is left by my brother-in-law, saying that when you come later, let me hand it over to you."

Longqiu Tangxi took the Qiankun jade and didn't dare to look at it.

Long Qiu wiped his tears and said softly, "Sister, let's take a look."

Longqiu Tangxi nodded, took a deep breath, and probed his divine sense into Qiankun Jade.

At first glance, tears broke the embankment again.

In Qiankun Jade, there were tens of thousands of letters, and she knew at a glance that the earliest letter had been written twenty years ago.

In those years, he had to write more than a dozen letters a day in Shujilou.

Longqiu Tangxi wiped his tears and muttered, "Sprinkle, be a good city lord, my father and I both believe in you, whoever is not convinced, you look for me!"

After a pause, Long Qiu Tangxi said again, "As for me, I want to get my things back!"

Get back one of my souls, otherwise I won't be able to break through the realm of Daluo Golden Immortal.

Jiuzhou is turbulent, and the sky is almost the same. In addition to carving up the Dao Palace without Dao Ancestor, they all want to come to Jiuzhou to get a piece of the pie. But even if there is a Da Luo Jin Immortal in the family, he doesn't dare to go to Jiuzhou easily, and no one dares to try whether he has the ability to kill Zhang Wuwei.

It rained for eighty-one days, and today the rain finally stopped.

There was a girl with a sword on her back, and she finally found another girl with a sword on her back.

It was found in a house in the country of green mud.

Lu Qing'er slowly pushed open the door, but she didn't see Bai Xiaodou.

But the white adzuki beans are here.

So Lu Qing'er said softly, "You can't sprinkle your qi on mortals, you are like this, what if Uncle Shi is alive? Is this what he wants to see? Uncle Shi can't rest assured that you are, he asked me to tell you, whoever is missing in the world can live, Bai Tao is his eldest disciple, and he must live well......

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a choked voice: "I'm not called Bai Tao, my name is Bai Xiaodou!" I don't want you all to revolve around me, the master and the pavilion master must be more sad than me, what are you doing with me? I don't have a master anymore, so you don't have to worry about my feelings."

When Lu Qing'er looked at it again, Bai Xiaodou curled up under the table, crying silently.

Lu Qing'er had no choice but to say, "I'll take you home."

Bai Xiaodou shook his head, "In Qingxing Mountain, I can think of my master whenever I see it. Go home? I don't have a home!"

Lu Qing'er clenched her fists, kicked the table away, and said coldly, "Uncle Shi is trapped in the past, it's not that he can't come back, aren't you willing to think of a way to let him return safely?" Maybe ten years, maybe a hundred years, if we don't care, he won't be able to come back!"

Bai Xiaodou was stunned, "What do you mean? You mean......

Lu Qing'er took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "After I left the customs, I returned to 100,000 years ago in a daze, and Uncle Shi was 100,000 years ago. It's not that he can't come back, it's just that the chances are slim, but if he doesn't find a way, he won't be able to come back."

Bai Xiaodou wiped her tears, stood up, and asked, "What am I going to do?"

Lu Qing'er said in a deep voice, "Become stronger."

Bai Xiaodou nodded,

Carry the two swords on your back and walk away.

Lu Qing'er frowned, "Why are you going?"

Bai Xiaodou paused and said, "I'll go return the sword and take something by the way." ……

On the third day of September of this year, a newspaper published by Yuyanlou rather than reprinted spread throughout Jiuzhou.

The pen and ink are not heavy, and even some understatements, but the things that can be said are extremely heavy.

In the newspaper, only a few biographies were written.

The largest part is the name of many Qi Refiners who are not in the realm enough and who are not unfamiliar to mortals.

Liu Jingxun, born on the third day of September in the year of Bingyin, died in Wuwu year, at the age of 54. He has a large number of titles, King Jing Yang's Exile, Lord of Qingxing Mountain, Daoist companion of the eldest lady of White Deer City, and the Emperor of People.

Born on the Demon Rejection Island, he was later brought back to Middle-earth and was the adopted son of Emperor Tianhe of the Jingyang Dynasty. At the age of twelve, he went south under the pseudonym Liu Jianqiu to join the army, and began to practice at the age of sixteen. At the age of seventeen, he led Jingyang Five Dragons and Weiping Demon Ten Kingdoms, and after the destruction of Qingxing Mountain, he traveled eastward at the age of 19. At the age of twenty, he once again assumed the pseudonym Liu Jianqiu, and entered the Demon Rejection Island for the first time. At the age of twenty-one, he broke into the Yujing Tower with a sword, and was seriously injured by the so-called celestial man, and was imprisoned in the three-character tower. At the age of twenty-three, he went out of the three-character tower, went south and returned to his hometown, and accepted the first apprentice at the age of twenty-four. At the age of thirty-three, he reopened the Qingxing Mountain, and on the third day of the ninth month, he crossed the sea with his own building on his back. In the same year, as the emperor of the people, he led the monks of the world to the border. On July 21 of the year of Renzi, it lasted nearly 11 years, and the demon was rejected at the age of 46. Later, in order to save his mother, he fought with Ji Wenjing Xuanyuan City. Later, in order to take revenge, he destroyed the Gate, the Moke Courtyard, and the Hanging Wall Building. In the year of Wuwu, he died in the canopy of heaven and fought for half of the realm for the monks of Jiuzhou.

There is not much explanation, just a straightforward story, telling the story of a person's life.

But many people only knew it was here that he was the emperor.

Lizhou Hospitality Villa, Deng Daao took the newspaper and said hoarsely, "That kid...... Gone?"

Mu Bo nodded and said in a deep voice, "Yes, it's gone."

Many people who traveled abroad also saw this newspaper.

Zhao Changsheng sat on the seashore, breathing heavily, and his ears kept echoing what Liu Jingxun had said.

"I have thousands of mansions and countless fires, and the world does not have to freeze to death in the wind and snow."

"The arm is gone, I'll teach you to practice the left-handed sword. But if the bones are gone, you won't be able to pick up the sword again."

Zhao Changsheng squeezed the newspaper with one hand, gritted his teeth, and said in a deep voice, "Brother Liu, I have an umbrella, don't worry."