A painting boat heading east stopped above Qingluan Continent, and Qiu Yutong changed into a fairy white gauze dress at this time, faintly visible under her knees, and her skin was fair. Not to mention the appearance, she can be called a great beauty.

The handsome man and a beautiful woman are still very eye-catching.

Seeing Qiu Yu stop the boat, Cao Wei frowned and said, "You and I are both on the must-kill list of Yuyan Tower and Qingxi Pavilion, if we run into a monk from Burial Sword City or the Great Yao Dynasty, we won't be able to leave."

Qiu Yutong smiled and said, "Don't be afraid! Come down with me for a walk, just for a while."

It's really unbearable, pulling and pulling, and when I find that it has landed.

Cao Wei frowned and asked, "If there is anything you can say directly, don't delay your eldest gentleman and the Red Emperor's explanation."

Qiu Yuyu didn't speak, just walked along a small path.

When the two of them were about a mile away, Qiu Yutong spoke, "What was my previous life, guess?"

Cao Wei replied, "I know, the Red Emperor said that you are the maid of the Heavenly Emperor."

Qiu Yutong smiled, "I didn't expect our Red Emperor to really find out everything. Indeed, in my previous life, I was a maid by the side of the Emperor of Heaven, but fortunately, the false gods are also considered to have few desires, otherwise I would have to warm the bed."

After a pause, Qiu said again, "Then you know where this is?"

Cao Wei shook his head, "I don't know about this."

As he spoke, Cao Wei also rushed up.

At this time, he heard Qiao Qiao and said, "Back then, your father made a deal with Yuegu, and we reformed him, leaving only his memory, and the rest of the things were all changed, and the arms and legs were all sewn with other people's. Even if Liu Jingxun doesn't kill him, he won't live long. For you royal families of large and small dynasties, it is actually quite boring to seek the restoration of the country after losing the country, and to seek the recovery of the land after losing it."

Cao Wei knew that there was still something to say, so he didn't speak, and waited quietly for Qiu Yutong to continue.

Sure enough, the woman gathered her skirt and gently squatted on a small hill somewhere.

She stretched out her hand and pointed to a place below, and whispered, "Now, that place is where I was born, where I grew up to fourteen. When I was fourteen years old, I killed all my father and mother, and I destroyed myself, leaving a younger brother in the country of my husband, surnamed Qiu."

As soon as the conversation changed, Qiu asked him, "Guess why I destroyed myself?"

Cao Wei had already arrived behind Qiu Yutong, and he asked, "What is Mr. Big forcing you to do?"

Qiu shook his head and said, "Then to change the question, guess what, how many men have climbed into bed in my life?"

Cao Wei glanced down and stopped talking. Qiu Yuyu said, "You say, say what you want."

Cao Wei said four words according to what he thought in his heart: "Countless?"

Qiu Yutong laughed, shook his head, and said, "You people who have a few taels of knowledge in your belly always like to judge people by their appearance. What's the matter, I'm usually dressed more revealingly, just put ***? Or is it that in your Cao Mi's heart, I am a *** person with a loose waistband?"

As she spoke, Qiu Yu's smile retracted, she stretched out her hand and pointed to a private house below, and said coldly, "Actually, there is only one, it's my own father!" The reason is simply terrible, because I am good-looking. You would never have imagined that my own mother was standing outside the door, letting me cry and scream, but never entering the door to stop her. After that incident, I recovered a memory of my previous life, and naturally, I wanted to kill them all."

Cao Xuan was silent for a moment and asked, "So dressing up, are you another kind of protection for yourself?"

Qiu Yutong slowly turned around, regained his smile, and said with a smile: "Xianggong Cao, I didn't use my own life experience to win your sympathy. You're good-looking, but I'm not the kind of woman who sways in front of people. The story isn't over yet."

Cao Xuan frowned and said in a deep voice, "What do you mean?"

Qiu Yuyan sneered and said in a deep voice: "Later, I found out that my father was manipulated, who else could that person be besides my eldest gentleman?"

Without waiting for Cao Yu to speak, Qiu Yutong continued: "I don't want to stand on the side of the Red Emperor, nor do I want to do anything else, I just want to advise Cao Xianggong to never be low

Mr. Estimator's heart is ruthless, he is ruthless, and he doesn't look like a person at all. Whether it's you, your deeds, or the Red Emperor, I can't even hide what you're planning, and you still want to hide it from Meng Xiu?"

With that, Qiu Yuyun was the first to turn back and landed on the bow of the ship.

Cao Wei followed, fell silent for a moment, and then said, "Why is this? Why should you remind me?"

Qiu Yutong turned his head and said with a smile, "I just think that you are not a thing, and you don't know how to be blessed in the midst of blessings. If it were me, I could meet someone like Liu Jingxun when I was a teenager, and I could have a Junlu Mountain to rely on, why would I be like this?"

Cao Wei took out a pot of wine and poured it.

"Someone else's is always good, everybody thinks so. Didn't you finally see it?"

Qiu Yu laughed and burst into tears.

"Is there a way I can't see it?"

Soon the boat reached the sky above the Demon Rejection Island, where the rotten city stood alone on the surface of the sea, and from time to time small boats docked. I don't know how the monks who climbed to the top of the city would feel when they saw the vast sea.

It didn't take long for the ferry to land steadily in an oasis in the Eight Wildernesses.

But before Qiu Yutong and Cao Wei got off the boat, a man and a woman stepped into the air.

The woman was wearing a long cyan dress, and her face was extremely ugly.

The man was dressed in black, his eyes glowed golden, his feet were barefoot, and he wore a sword at his waist.

Qiu Yuyu smiled and saluted, and said softly: "I have seen the emperor, Mr. Big asked me to bring the words, if the emperor does not come up with what we want, the emperor will not need to exist in the eight desolate lands that have been operated for 8,000 years."

Lingwen glanced up, and Da Luo Jinxian's glance was almost hundreds of thousands of mountains pressing down on Cao Wei and Qiu Yutong.

The young man in black said indifferently, "What are you doing to embarrass them?"

Qiu Yutong just waved his hand, and the 100,000 purple-clothed troops on the sea in the distance came out together, looking at the breath, the 100,000 troops were all ascending the building!

"Please consider the emperor!"

The young man in black slowly unsheathed the sword at his waist and said with a smile, "Do you know how long it has been since my sword was unsheathed?"

Ling Wei frowned and said in a deep voice, "What are you doing?"

The young man in black didn't speak, just walked towards the high place step by step.

At this moment, Lingwen only felt a nameless fire rushing to her eyebrows, and her reason was being worn out little by little.

Suddenly a ripple emanated, and the painting boat was forced back thousands of miles, and they could no longer hear the voices of the two demon clans.

The black-clothed young man drew his sword and swept away, Lingwen turned into a huge dragon, and his huge figure blocked in front of the black-clothed youth.

The dragon roared at the black-clothed youth, setting off countless monstrous waves.

"I've been following you for 20,000 years! I can endure your stubbornness countless times, and even if you use me and the demon clan, I can endure it! But if you want to do this, I won't bear it! If you want to draw a sword, then your sword will be cut over me!"

The young man in black shook his head, and a sword was fired instantly.

"My sword has been so long ago that if you don't want to cut something, you can't cut anything."

Sure enough, a sword light quickly swept over Jiaolong's figure, and Jiaolong was unharmed, but the 100,000 purple clothes in the back ascended the stairs, and in an instant, they were all wiped out!

The painting boat, which had just turned back, was so startled by this sword that he didn't dare to step forward again.

Qiu Yu's hands and feet trembled, and he said in a deep voice, "Ling Xiao! This is definitely a sword in the sky!"

Kill 100,000 people with one sword, Da Luo Jinxian will definitely not be able to do it!

Cao Wei saw that the dragon had recovered its human body, roaring like crazy at sea, and wept bitterly.

The black-clothed young man landed on the painting boat in an instant, and the boat also fell rapidly when he landed.

"Go back and tell Meng Xiu, do you want it? I'll take it myself, but I'll see if he has the ability."

The young man in black left, and Qiu was busy manipulating the painting boat to turn around.

She scolded as she ran, "The Demon Clan Emperor has such cultivation, how did the Terran win that battle?"

Cao Wei said, "Why is she so sad?"

Qiu Yu laughed angrily, "Do you still have time to worry about others?"

At this time, the black-clothed young man withdrew the pitch-black long sword with a word engraved on the body of the sword back into its scabbard and hung it back on his waist.

He smiled bitterly and walked over to Lingwen's side, trying to take her hand, but was forced away by waving his arms.

"Get out!"

The young man stubbornly took Lingwen's two hands, squeezed out a smile, and said to her, "This sword will come out sooner or later, we are so old, haven't we lived enough?"

With tears on his face, Lingwei raised his head and roared, "You've been lying to me! You said that as long as you keep the last sword and don't come out, you won't die, and I believe you. You said that there is a way to save you, go and put together Liu Guzhou first to try, the cost is most of the Eight Desolations, I still believe you. But what are you doing with me? It's been 20,000 years! You don't treat me as a human being, I admit it, I'm not a human race in the first place. I don't care if you pinch me, but you ......."

The young man in black smiled bitterly, "But there are some things I have to do."

Lingwen wept bitterly, "How long will you live after a sword? You tell me, what's the use of people dying? Your plan for 10,000 years will end up ......."

As he spoke, Lingwen looked up at the young man, his face full of disbelief.

"Your so-called big plan has calculated your fate from the beginning?"

The young man laughed, "Indeed...... I'm sorry for you. If there is an afterlife, I will compensate you. It's just that...... It's a pity for Xiao Yang." ……

In the hinterland of the Celestial Empire, under a tree in a certain palace, there was a young man sitting cross-legged and dying.

Meng Xiu waved his hand to close the door, walked not far away, and set up a chessboard.

"You might not think that a person thinks he is twice. If he hadn't rushed into the 100,000 Mountains to save you, there would have been no demon clan defection, let alone the death of countless Qi Refiners over the past thousands of years. By the way, that guy just used his last breath for 8,000 years, and I just need to go to him now, and bring him his conclusions after trial and error, so that I can give a boost to those who want you to come back and work hard for it."

Meng Xiu fell, smiled indifferently, and said, "I only know what happened after the Doubing City back then. I only know that Chen Lingzhou and Liu Guzhou are semi-finished products, and I want to get a finished product!"

What could be more fun than that?

As soon as the words fell, he turned around and went out, all the way to the Eight Desolations.

And under that tree, the young man meditated, still just a corpse.

In the oasis of the Eight Desolations, the young man turned his head sharply, and then said in a deep voice, "Hurry up."

Lingwen frowned, "What do you mean?"

The young man smiled, raised his hand, took out a talisman and handed it over.

"This talisman was left by the gentleman, and he has three swords with all his strength. Back then, I used a sword in the Heavenly Court and a sword in the 100,000 Great Mountains, and this was the last sword. I can't stop you, this last sword, you keep it."

With that, his golden aura poured out from his palm, and it continued to flow into Lingwen's body.

Lingwen shook his head with tears on his face, "Don't do this, I don't want this, you know I never did it for this."

But the gold in the young man's eyes had disappeared, and he used his last strength to push Lingwen to the side of the sword demon, and said with a smile: "This sword talisman has become a demon, since you have come, you will be your slave in the future, and you have shouted the master for a lifetime, and you should be the master again."

The sword demon nodded, pasted the great talisman that had been prepared a long time ago on Lingwen's body, and said in a deep voice, "Master, the Eight Desolations will be destroyed today, and the demon clan will flock to Middle-earth and Jiuzhou, we have to go."

Lingwei was weak and cried non-stop, "I ...... I'm not leaving!"

The sword demon had no choice but to knock out Lingwen, glanced at the young man again, and shouted loudly, "Emperor...... Precious!"

A sword light pierced the sky, all the way to the west, and the destination would be a bamboo forest in Shenlu Continent.

The young man smiled and looked down at his saber, which was engraved with the word "astonishing".

Mr. once said that the purple qi could not be removed by manpower. I also know that I turned around and folded back then

Returning to the 100,000 mountains is in the hands of the middle people, but when they know it, it is too late, and they can only make mistakes.

Fortunately, I had a conversation with two people later, and I was stunned.

The young man looked up at the canopy, stuck his sword at his side, and waited quietly for someone to land.

After a few breaths, a middle-aged man in a Confucian shirt appeared out of thin air and said straight to the point: "As long as your predecessors give you what you have and what you have, I will let you live for more than ten years."

The young man took out a pot of wine and poured it down, and said with a smile, "Who am I to be Mr. Big, it turns out to be that humanoid beast who resents the heavens and the earth but does not hate himself."

Meng Xiu was not annoyed, but said: "It is the way of the world that has created Mr. Big, you and I are the same, my parents died because of the way, but you are too cowardly, I want to be strong."

The young man sneered, "To be able to say such a high-sounding complaining person is worthy of a person who has read a book."

Meng Xiu waved his hand, "You still tell me directly, do you tell me, or do I take it?" I know where Lingwen went, who is Nangong Miaomiao, and I don't need to tell me, right?"

The young man smiled helplessly and sighed, "Well, you have won."

As he spoke, he took out a jade slip and handed it over, "But I want to know, do you have someone to recover?" I made Liu Guzhou, and you used the soul accumulated for thousands of years to exchange Chen Lingzhou for Chen Lingzhou, but you and I can't control him. Who are you going to find out?"

Meng Xiu caught the jade slip and held it tightly in his hand. But suddenly, he grabbed Yu Jian's fist and slammed towards the young man's chest, surrounded by purple qi, the young man was pierced through the chest with a punch.

"You've got too many questions."

The fists were still in the young people's bodies, and those purple qi were like hungry wolves, sucking the vitality of the young people.

By the time Meng Xiu retrieved his fist, the young man had turned into an old man with white hair.

Meng Xiu smiled slightly and sighed, "You should have left that sword to me."

With that, the big gentleman left in an instant.

In the sea of clouds, Meng Xiu crushed the jade slip, and there was a smile on his face that could not be hidden.

"It's just a little bit, just a few lives, it's fine."

On the other hand, the Demon Clan Emperor sat quietly at this time, and muttered: "You have been with me for tens of thousands of years, and the number of times you have been heartily out of the sheath is only a handful, I can't help it. You, go find Nuo."

The pitch-black long sword roared, and then rose from the ground, turning into sword light and heading straight to the southwest.

The Demon Clan Emperor sitting cross-legged on the ground was full of smiles at this time, and he looked at the sky with a hard back, and muttered, "First ...... Sir, I have done my best."

With that, he no longer had the strength to support his head, and his head drooped violently.

In the breeze, the white hair swayed slightly, like snow on Kuanglu Mountain one year.

After three months, a sword found a cold Dao Gu.

At this time, Nangong Miaomiao had just landed in the Zhao family in Nanbu Continent, and the pitch-black long sword came with her.

She jerked her head back, the sword hovering beside her, and he looked at the all-too-familiar sword, and his mood finally fluctuated.

He reached out and grasped the sword, and an image instantly flooded into his mind.

It was a two-thousand-year-long exile after the demon clan defected and was suppressed.

Among the first batch of demon clans who went to the Eight Desolations, there was a young man in black clothes and black hair wearing a black sword. Young people are not shocked, but who else can they be?

But as soon as the picture turned, there were three more figures in one canopy.

The picture turns again, it is a swordsman with a canoe on his back, after walking out of a cave, he detours to the Eight Desolations in the outside world.

Nangong Miaomiao frowned, but the picture turned again. This time it was still Liu Guzhou, but there was a young figure beside him.

Nangong Miaomiao only heard one sentence: "Little soy sauce, don't be so rigid, you have to learn what you want to learn!"

The young man laughed dryly, "That's what Mr. Liu said."

The picture shattered suddenly, Nangong Miaomiao's mind withdrew from the picture scroll, he clutched the pitch-black long sword, and murmured, "You are alive, why don't you look for me? You died, why did you die? Why are you showing me these fragments?"

And the sword demon is in a coma

Lingwen finally landed on Zhu'er Ridge in Shenluzhou.

At this time, the seven swordsmen besieged a young woman, and jumped up and down to jump Ri Su, who had opened the gate of heaven, and scolded as they ran: "Why are you like this? I can't beat any of them, but you are all seven together?"

At this moment, two figures fell to the ground, one with a sword on his back, and the other like mud.

Zhiyi came here in an instant, his face was solemn, where did Da Luo Jinxian come from?

Among them, Zizhu was the first to speak: "Lingwen Demon Emperor?"

The long sword in Qingling's hand immediately landed, and she rushed over, clutching Lingwen's palm tightly, and said in a trembling voice, "Master? Master, what's wrong with you?"

The sword demon muttered: "The emperor is dead, and now there is no owner of the Eight Desolations, it is estimated that it will not be long before the big demons will gather to come to Middle-earth and Jiuzhou."

The other six people looked at each other, and the emperor ...... He's dead?

The emperor is actually dead?

One day not long after, talismans that appeared out of nowhere poured into the Celestial Empire like a tide, and a corner of the huge palace was actually blown away. Soon after, Qingxi Pavilion published a newspaper saying that it was responsible for the matter.

The so-called responsibility is actually to tell the world that this matter is ***.

The Celestial Empire did not reply to this.

But within a few days, someone released the news, saying that Zhao Changsheng and Liuyang were killed by Qingxi Pavilion in order to snatch the inheritance of Zhouzi and Anzi.

So, a woman with a green umbrella on her back went to the puppet mountain angrily, almost flattened the mountain, and did not see Gui Qi appear.

Somewhere in an inn in the Lamp Shadow Cave Sky, Gui Da Sword Immortal was drinking stuffy wine, and there were people outside who kept transmitting: "Sect Master! The hill is ten feet shorter...... Oh no, it's all thirty ...... now It's a hundred feet."

Gui Qi cried with a sad face, and said angrily: "Get out, don't bother me!"

Dead girl, pit dead person. You're a half-step master, who can beat it?

Sure enough, Longqiu Tangxi went south to Ganbuzhou with a black face, and landed behind Doubing City, but saw that Qingxi Pavilion had already been empty.

Fang Qimu shouted, "You...... Don't be so angry! How could Qingxi Pavilion hurt Liu Yang and Zhao Changsheng!"

Longqiu Tangxi didn't say a word, turned back to Qingxing Mountain, and landed in Loach Lake.

"Dai Yao, you give me a hexagram to calculate, whether Zhao Changsheng and Liuyang are dead or alive."

The Loach Lake Lord trotted over, "Oh-oh-oh, even if it."

She squinted her eyes and pinched her fingers for a long time, then turned her head and cried with a sad face: "Madam, it's really dead."

Long Qiu Tangxi had a dark face and grabbed Dai Yao's ears, "You didn't lie to me, did you?"

Dai Yao cried and mourned, "No...... Really, what did I do to deceive my wife?"

Long Qiu Tangxi looked down and narrowed his eyes, "You're really not lying?"

Dai Yao shook her head and said with a sad face, "How can I hide from Madame's cultivation to the point of transcendent divine vision!"

Longqiu Tangxi nodded, "That's right, then you can calculate it for me, where Gui Qi is!" ……

After Bai Xiaomeow went to Juluzhou, he finally returned to Middle-earth.

When the day of the wind and fire valley, some memories were like Daigo empowerment, and what I forgot in my previous life was all remembered that day. So he went on a trip to the Demon Crossing and stayed there for a long time.

At this time, he was in Yunmengze, and Daze was less than one of the top ten, and he gradually began to have a Dongting name.

The high-rise building rebuilt by Tianshu in three years finally has the feeling in the previous verses.

The eighteen-nineteen-year-old young man in white walked up to the castle tower, and at this time the breeze was gentle, and he stood here, as if he felt standing on someone's shoulder.

At this time, a young man with white hair and a sword on his back also climbed the tower, his eyes were blank, he walked to Bai Xiaomeow's side, and asked, "Do you remember?"

Bai Xiaomeow turned around abruptly and said in a deep voice, "You?".

The red red of the young man's eyebrows dissipated with the wind, and he seemed to have suddenly come back to his senses, looked around left and right, and then looked at Bai Xiaomeow, and said suspiciously, "Are you Liu Jingxun's cat?" How did I end up here?"

Bai Xiaomeow said in a deep voice, "Sect Master Di asked this

How do I know you're here?"