In the cliff, the trees do not shake, the birds do not call, the two stand opposite each other, the one who raises the stick raises the stick, and the one who draws the sword draws the sword, the viewer who uses the sword is not necessarily stronger than the viewer who does not use the sword, but that represents a certain meaning.

The padded jacket has been soaked in blood, and the senior brother knows that he can't last another seven days, and naturally it is impossible to keep the Guan Lord for another seven days, but as said before, Ning Que and Sang Sang don't necessarily need seven days, or they can return to Chang'an City, what he has to do is just do his best.

The Guan Master looked at the shuriken and said with a calm expression: "Master taught you to be benevolent, I thought that you and Jun Mo's temperament was different, but I didn't expect that you would still be a disciple of the academy after all. ”

Senior Brother looked at him quietly, the sword inserted in the pot between the ribs, and at some point landed on the ground behind him, he said, "The disciple of the academy asks you for advice. ”

In the course of a brief conversation, the remnants of the forest on the far side of the cliff burst into flames, the blazing flames melting the snow on the mountainside, but the fire did not abate, isolating the two of them from the world.

The fires in the forest were difficult to extinguish, because the essence of those fires was Haotian's divine radiance, the purest power, and it was formed by the blade and the blood flowing from his body when Ning Que left.

Ning Que was running towards Helan City, hundreds of zhang longitudinally, the solid stone at the foot was cracked, the iron knife in his hand and the blood droplets splashed on his body turned into fluffy sparks, and the roar of breaking the sky resounded through the mountains.

Except for the Boundless Realm, no one can catch up with another Great Cultivator of the Boundless Realm, if the place where the drunkard is going is Xiling, Ning Que doesn't have any chance, but since the place he went to is Helan City, which is more than ten miles away. Then he still has a chance, because his speed has already surpassed that of the fastest goshawk.

After several leaps and leaps, in the blink of an eye, he rushed from the cliff to the front of Helan City, and rushed into the broken gate without stopping, but he did not see any trace of the big black horse or the drunkard.

The city gate of Helan City has been strictly deformed, and on the cliffs on both sides, there are huge stones rolling down from time to time, and the arrow tower military village on the city. There are many places that have been smashed. In the thick smoke, dozens of fireheads were faintly visible.

The Tang army stationed in Helan City still refused to give up and ran around. Trying to extinguish the fire. Preserve this important village. Ning Que shouted: "All withdraw!

For the Tang army in Helan City, Ning Que left too deep an impression on them, and they were in a hurry. Just by looking at him, his identity was confirmed, and although they didn't know why Mr. Thirteen suddenly appeared here, they subconsciously began to obey his orders, and under the command of the generals, they began to withdraw outside the city.

Ning Que stood at the foot of the steep stone steps, looked up at the arrow tower above Helan City that was gradually collapsing, felt something, and his legs exerted force, sweeping upwards like light smoke.

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Sangsang was not in the arrow tower, but in a secret room below the arrow tower.

In front of her eyes, the bubble that was not perfect spherical but gave people a perfect feeling appeared again, different from the bubble that Ning Que saw a few days ago, in addition to the two slight cracks, there were more than ten bright points of light on the surface of the bubble, and those points of light represented the entrance of the stable channel of heaven and earth vitality.

One of the points of light on the surface of the bubble was radiating brilliance, which was particularly real, because the location represented by that point of light, just below her feet, was a teleportation array composed of complex runes.

There is a mezzanine between the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, which can directly connect two extremely distant geographical locations, which can be explained in simpler language, which is a shortcut, but only a great cultivator of the level of Guan Lord, Senior Brother, and Alcoholic Disciple can see through the laws in between, and have the strength to open the door of that mezzanine, so that they can come and go freely, thousands of miles long.

In addition to the distanceless realm, there are other ways for human beings to use the shortcuts of heaven and earth, that is, the teleportation array, the Tang Kingdom and the Xiling Temple, have built teleportation arrays in the world, but they are limited to the realm, and the artificially built teleportation arrays can only be used to transmit information or some extremely light things, and the most important thing is that just like the Yuan Thirteen Arrows, the teleportation array is built. Even opening a teleportation array requires the consumption of an extremely terrifying amount of rare resources, so the number of human teleportation arrays is extremely small, and it gradually becomes a chicken rib-like storage zài, and the strategic significance becomes weaker and weaker.

Sang Sang had already calculated the situation today, and naturally made a lot of preparations, and the points of light on the bubble were the locations of the teleportation arrays in the world, some of which had even been abandoned for tens of thousands of years, except for her, no human knew at all, not even the viewer.

She stood in the middle of those intricate and beautiful runes, her face was pale, and her body was stained with blood, and she looked like a wounded fairy, no longer as indifferent and great as she had been then, and looked a little pitiful.

The big black horse and the green leos looked at her cautiously, trying not to let their eyes show too much pity, because they were really sympathetic to her at this time.

She was seriously injured, but she was abandoned by men, no matter how she looked at it, it was very pitiful, otherwise why did she stand in the center of the rune array with her head down and not speak, and her figure looked so lonely and gloomy?

Sangsang didn't know what the two guys were thinking, she didn't know everything anymore.

She is not pretending to be lonely, imitating despair, nor is she seriously injured, giving birth to a sense of sadness, when Ning Que left, she had already woken up, and she did not stop it at that time, which means that she has no opinion.

She was just waiting for the rune array to open.

If humans want to open this rune array to transmit information to Chang'an City, they will need a lot of resources, energy, and rare ores, or they will need to wait for a relatively long time.

Sangsang doesn't have any of that, and she doesn't have time, but she has something that humans don't have, and that is herself, and the blood that flows from her divine body is the most precious and purest source of energy in heaven and earth.

Her blood sprinkled on the rune array like rain, looking a little bloody and terrifying, in fact, the number is not too much, those rune lines in the rune array have begun to glow slightly, and they will be activated after a while.

The next moment, she would appear in the small building in the palace of Chang'an City, or rather, return to Chang'an City.

Ning Que hadn't rushed back yet, she was silent, without any emotion, and didn't seem to care. This fell in the eyes of the big dark horse and the green lion dog, which was inevitably a little indifferent and ruthless.

She didn't think about it so much, she just thought, I listened to your words and went back to Chang'an, then you should do what you promised, go back to Chang'an with me, no matter how you go back, even if you die, you have to go back.

A sudden breeze blew in the room, and the dust on the walls was swept off. Then blow to the corner.

A person appears outside the rune array.

Sangsang looked up. found that it was not Ning Que, his expression was slightly confused, and then he was as calm as before.

The drunkard looked at her, but could not remain calm. Previously wounded in battle. Has been vomiting some mild blood. Looking at her at this time, under the agitation of her heart, blood spilled from the corners of her lips again.

I met her in a small town. When he saw her on that island in the South Seas, he knelt before her, touched the ground with his forehead, trembled, and humbled to the extreme, because she frightened him.

He hid from her in the world for countless years, and that fear haunted him for countless years, causing his spirit to decay day by day, straight to the bone marrow, and he couldn't get rid of it at all.

At this time, his body was also trembling slightly, knowing that she had become very weak now, and after a blow from the mountain range of the Viewer, she no longer had any combat power, but ...... He still didn't dare to make a move.

He didn't even dare to point his hand at her, he didn't even dare to look at her.

Sang Sang looked at the drunkard covered in blood, his expression was calm, but he naturally had a condescending feeling, just like God looking at ants in the world, like looking at a dog.

The drunkard saw her eyes and burst out laughing.

His laughter is a little crazy, a little crazy, a little lustful, but full of arrogant killing intent, and the love is very complicated, so complicated that it is difficult to describe even the most exquisite language.

A serf turned into a master and began to rape his master's daughter, a former prince Fuguo killed 36,000 of his own people, and a student pushed the nagging teacher down in a pond.

Yes, it was this wonderful feeling, that the humility and fear that had once been turned into an almost insane pleasure and sadistic longing, and his body trembled again at the thought that soon this qiē would become real.

This time it's no longer because of fear, it's because of excitement.

The drunkard laughed loudly, even to tears, and the sound was still as unpleasant as the rubbing of old bronze vessels, as if there were really countless copper shavings ground into powder and piled up in front of him, like dark snow.

In the midst of a maniacal laugh, he drew a sword from the jug and stabbed it at Sangsang, whether it was a step or a flat elbow movement, it was extraordinarily exaggerated, like a dance.

Sang Sang waved his hand, and a clear light fell in front of him like a curtain of water, building his own world.

The drunkard screamed, summoned the immeasurable heaven and earth breath with the immeasurable realm, and poured it on the sword blade.

There was a crisp pop.

Sangsang's world is broken.

The drunkard's sword in the pot broke through the light and stabbed into her lower abdomen.

Poof.

There was dead silence in the room.

There was a dead silence between heaven and earth.

Sang Sang lowered his head, looked at his lower abdomen, looked at the sharp sword, looked at the blood slowly oozing out there, frowned slightly, seemed to be a little surprised, a little puzzled.

No one could break her world before, even the invincible Sword Saint Liu Bai could only stab the sword into her world, so that the sword blade came to her one foot in front of her, and it turned into ashes turned by time.

But now, the drunkard's mad sword broke through her world with such a mad sword

Her brow furrowed even tighter, because of displeasure, because of pain.

The feeling of pain she had ever had, but it had never been so real.

Just like I felt some time ago, the truth of life really comes from pain.

The drunkard was stunned.

He thought that she couldn't stop his sword, but when the sword in his hand really pierced into her body and brought out the blood, he still couldn't believe the picture.

I defeated Haotian?

I stabbed Haotian?

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There was a loud bang, and a large hole was knocked out of the wall of the secret room.

Ning Que appeared in front of Sang Sang, holding the drunkard's sword in his right hand.

He turned to look at the pale Sangsang, his lips trembled slightly, he wanted to say something, but he couldn't.

Sang Sang looked at him and said expressionlessly, "It's all your fault." ”

Yes, she is getting weaker, she is becoming more and more human, she is able to get hurt, she is hurt, all because he is not with her, all because he has made her a person.

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(Chapter 1, I'm so tired, it's all your fault...... (To be continued......)