Ximeng Cloud City is a strange existence even for the Hundred Clans, and the Shifang Pavilion in the Pingling Human Realm Prefecture, which is now renamed, is also in the ferry business, but compared to the previous Shifang Pavilion, Ximeng Cloud City is extremely stable, because Ximeng Yuncheng's surname is Xia, and it has not changed from beginning to end.

As the name suggests, Ximeng Cloud City is a city built on the clouds, and it is rumored that the ancestor of the Xia family has the mana to refine the clouds into a weapon, and this kind of cast city is a rare and prosperous scene in the sky.

A ferry boat from Luojia Mountain in Dongwang Demon Prefecture was ordinary, sailing on the sea of clouds without causing the slightest disturbance.

There were two people on the ferry, a man and a woman, and the woman's plain veil covered her face, but just by showing the clear eyes that were slightly glowing with blue waves, you could roughly guess the woman's alluring appearance.

A beautiful woman enters the royal city, but she is known as the red face and disaster that the faint king blames, even if this is the case, there is still a metaphor for the beautiful woman.

This woman only has a pair of Danfeng eyes to make people look like a captivating city, and she took off the plain yarn and returned it.

Most of these women have long been raised by the big clan families to be the caged sparrows, and those big clan families are not something that they can touch by passers-by who have been like clouds of smoke in the past, if it weren't for the caged sparrow, this woman's background would only be more terrifying.

The man who walked with this stunning woman looked like a terminally ill man, making a group of single dogs cry out for injustice.

It is customary for this strange couple to step out of the house and watch the sunset from the observation deck every evening.

Somehow, Chu Shishanhe suddenly fell in love with the sunset after coming out of Xiongguan City, Chu Shishanhe didn't say anything about Chu Xinsu and didn't ask, the two of them sat quietly on the deck and looked up at the sinking sunset.

Sunrise and sunset seem to repeat this boring cycle every day, but some people think that every day is different, for the simple reason that you are no longer the same as yesterday.

The sunrise and sunset seem to repeat this boring day after day, but this is different in the eyes of different people.

The reason why Chu Shishanhe likes the sunset is because Qu Xia's last words of admonition: Abandon what way today, and kiss yourself at that time. will also come to the old intentions and take pity on the people in front of them.

Sometimes Chu Shishanhe looks at the sunset and sees this as the desolation of Qu Xia and the woman named Lin'er, and the sunset finally sprinkles the colorful glow that reflects the sea of clouds, like the red makeup that is spread all over the ten miles in Qu Xia's mouth.

This sentence seems to be said late, but it doesn't seem to be too late.

That sentence Lin'er finally waited.

Inexplicably remembered the last sentence, take pity on the person in front of you?

Chu Shishanhe sneered, who to take?

Chu Xinsu sat cross-legged, holding his chin in his right hand and staring blankly at the sunset. Only from meeting Ji Zhuo also made this delicate-minded Chu Xin more worried.

The spirit girl can get a glimpse of her own relationship, there is a definite number of origin and extinction, even if these two destined but emotionless people are tied together, it is difficult to give birth to a little affection.

Chu Xinsu didn't know why he didn't seem to believe so much at this moment, and the spirit clan had inherited the secret art of peeping at marriage for endless years.

Invisibly, a red silk thread was forcibly pieced together between the two of them, and suddenly broke without warning, and between the two people who should have been separated, a subtle and almost imperceptible red silk thread suddenly appeared.

The so-called origin and extinction, the reincarnation of cause and effect, it is difficult for manpower to overcome the sky.

After a long time, the slanting sun finally set and disappeared at the end of the earth.

Chu Shi Shanhe finally exhaled the turbid breath that had been stuck in his heart for half a decade.

When Zhao Yingzhuo cleaned the sword intent, he deliberately left a mottled sword intent and let Chu Shishanhe expel it by himself, which is also the main reason why Chu Shishanhe was paralyzed for most of the decade.

Fortunately, today, Chu Shi Shanhe finally expelled the sword intent that had been competing with him for most of the year, of course, this also means that the nine flying swords suppressed by the ancient lock sword talisman in his body have completely become ownerless, and Chu Shi Shanhe can only refine them in turn to fully grasp the control of these nine flying swords.

Chu Shi Shanhe spit out that turbid breath that seemed invisible, but the dense turbid frost sword intent in it was terrifying. Chu Shishanhe, who was no longer tired, smashed the turbid breath into the sea of clouds with a wave of his hand, and in an instant, the sea of clouds churned, and then it was cut into pieces like a knife cutting tofu.

Although this astonishing scene is still very eye-catching under the cover of night, but fortunately there are not many tourists on the observation deck, and the ferry is moving very fast, and many people just glance at it hastily and disappear before they can see it clearly.

"Completely refined?"

Chu Shishanhe looked far away: "It's still early, this is just the beginning, I originally thought that there would be a few more months to grind with them, but I didn't think how it was so fast." ”

Chu Xinsu nodded and did not continue to ask, the matter of cultivating magic weapons is a key secret that cultivators have never leaked, and it is not easy for Master Chu Shanhe to tell him this.

Seeing that Chu Xinsu was no longer silent, Chu Shishan and He also quieted down, and the two continued to sit quietly, but from the original appreciation of the sunset and red glow to this vast dark night.

Sometimes you don't need to be vigorous, it's just that the two of you sit quietly and don't say anything to each other, as long as you're around, it's also great.

The idle man who was originally amazed by the appearance of this stunning woman in the city, every evening when the sun fell between the waves of the sea of clouds, he would rush up a bunch of brains, and he couldn't take a look at it from a distance, so it wouldn't be in the way.

With the intimacy between the sick man and the stunning woman in the city, the number of people is getting smaller and smaller. A Confucian sage once said: A gentleman does not take the favor of others. Although Lao Tzu is not a gentleman, he can't see a flower stuck in cow dung. Since he didn't care about it, he simply disappeared.

The night was getting colder and colder, and Chu Xinsu was worried that Chu Shishanhe, who was recovering from a serious illness, was suffering from the wind and cold, so he shouted softly: "Xiaoshanhe"

Chu Shishanhe, who hadn't heard this title for a long time, couldn't help but smile, and got up with both hands holding on to the deck, Chu Xinsu hurriedly supported the trembling Chu Shishanhe, with Chu Xinsu's support, Chu Shishanhe smiled when he was able to get up, and saw that the fox white Qiu from the Pingling Human Realm was a little oblique on Chu Xinsu's shoulder, so he reached out and pulled it to help Chu Xinsu pull it up.

This scene is seen by the hard-working man who has stuck to the battlefield and refuses to withdraw a step until now, and his heart is even more bitter.

Chu Shi Shanhe picked up Chu Xinsu's flying hair and pinned it behind his ears, and said lightly: "Do you still remember the remnant soul of the soul exorcist hidden in the soul seed on Jinyang Mountain that remains in my heart lake?" ”

Chu Xin Su grabbed the pair of cold hands that were still in his ears, and the panic in his eyes was unconcealed: "He came out again?" How are you? ”

Chu Shi Shanhe took advantage of the situation to hold Chu Xinsu's hand and shook his head: "The heavenly thunder in my body that was originally hidden in the soul seed in the heart lake can't do anything about it, I originally thought that I would have to hold on for three years, but after being locked by Zhao Yingzhuo, the sword intent stirred in my body, and unintentionally completely wiped out the remnant soul of the other way." ”

Hearing this, Chu Xinsu breathed a sigh of relief, but there was still a trace of doubt in his heart: "Then the catastrophe of your heart lake is solved?" ”

Chu Shishanhe shook his head; "No, it's just that there is one less principal, and the soul tree is still there, but how can it be delayed for three years." Seeing that Chu Xin was still a little worried, Chu Shi Shanhe added: "The most troublesome guy has been solved, the soul tree is nothing more than a solid soul power for me, and with my talent, it should not be difficult to refine it before it withers." ”

What Chu Shishanhe didn't tell Chu Xin Su was that the soul tree in his heart lake had actually turned yellow, and a few dead leaves were falling from time to time. When the nine sword qi scurried in the heart lake of Chu Shi Shan River, it not only killed the soul exorcist, but also accidentally injured the foundation of the soul tree, but compared to the original crazy counterattack three years later, this blunt knife cutting flesh with a thin stream of water, Chu Shi Shanhe at least had room to resist.

Back in the room, Chu Shishanhe took out the book of "Thirteen Classics" given by the old Confucian who had been hidden deep in the meson bag, and turned the title page, still with the crazy words: "The three-foot Qingming sword is in the hand, and I don't see the sky on the lotus crown." ”

"Girl Chu, do you think I shouldn't go back to the Demon Land?"

Chu Xin was stunned, she didn't expect Chu Shi Shanhe to say this sentence anyway, retreat?

Chu Shi Shanhe didn't seem to expect Chu Xin to give him an answer, Chu Shi Shanhe closed the "Thirteen Classics" and laughed at himself: "Where can I go if I don't go back to the Demon Land?" Daozhou Sanqian really doesn't seem to have a place for my Chu Shi Shanhe. ”

The old state of mind, Chu Shi Shanhe is already like an old man in the twilight.

Chu Xinsu remembered that Ji Zhuo once said to himself that Chu Shishanhe had already finished his life at the age of six.

Looking around his 20-year career, Chu Shishanhe lives like a lost dog, which was and is still the case.

In his infancy, Chu Shi Shanhe has followed his mother to many places and finally, settled in the Ji family school, although it is not a home, but he has a unique childhood, and his mother was forced to commit suicide by the hundred tribes at the age of six, and Chu Shishanhe's life has ended.

Whether it is the freshly clothed angry horse in the demon capital, or the invincible opponent of the same generation of the demon clan, Chu Shi Shanhe seems to be holding on. Even if he didn't make an inch of cultivation seven years ago, for Chu Shi Shanhe, who was just a real self from a bubble-like false position, Daming City, who was expelled from the Xuanmao Realm State four years ago, was just another wandering.

The world is so big, it seems that there is really no home.

A rune boat shaped like a shuttle, passing through the sea of clouds and waves, a light ferry boat that travels tens of thousands of miles a day is just a turtle walking slowly on four feet, and the world-famous Chu madman sits on the bow of the boat all the way north.

In front of the Protoss Qingtian Peak, Lu Tong only agreed to Jiang Ziwang's nonsense spewed out of the dog's scholar's mouth just because he said: There is a Nine Mirror King forcibly renewing the cause and effect, and he wants to drag Chu Xinsu's state of mind across Chu Xinsu with the mortal Chu Shi Mountains and Rivers, even if Chu Shi Shanhe is lucky not to die, his state of mind like a twilight old man can still drag Chu Xin Su's cultivation to be difficult to improve.

This had to make Lu Tong nod and agree.

As everyone knows, on a ferry boat that is about to arrive at Simon Cloud City, one person draws out a saber that has not been touched for half a decade, and puts it out of the sheath. The nine flying swords that were originally as silent as a stubborn stone in the body swept out of their respective acupuncture points and flew from the lake of people's hearts, and the nine flying swords hung in one place, and the breeze swayed like wind chimes.

The leaves that were originally becoming more and more yellow actually stopped the decline at this moment, and the yellowed leaves turned out to be more green.

I smiled at the sky with my horizontal knife, and went to leave the liver and gallbladder two Kunlun.

The boy was in high spirits.