(Today's Fengling's birthday, YY activities let me go to join in the fun, after going to the toilet, while listening to his YY while coding words, the world suddenly went dark.) My family has recently habitually tripped, already extremely depressed, when I was about to be angry, I suddenly found that the whole building was out of power, at that time my wife was still downstairs walking the dog, the phone did not work, I suddenly worried that she was like me last time, and the dog was locked in the elevator together, and suddenly frightened, fortunately, the phone was passed later, so I took the flashlight to pick her up, and then called Feng Ling, and asked him to help me say in YY, thank you. But I heard that he posted that if I ask for leave today, I will watch tomorrow on the fifth watch? ）

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Blue as the sea, its shape resembles a waist, in fact, it is just a narrow and thin lake in the north, Ning Que once stayed here, the girls of Moshan Mountain and Mochi Garden rested here for a while, there have been many interesting stories here, and these stories, Ye Hongyu once heard in the hanging basket in the clouds.

It's a pity that when she came to this Blue Lake, she didn't face the black-haired and slightly wet girl bookworm behind the curtain of the hot springs, nor the food of Chang'an City and Dahe Country, but a few bonfires among the rocks by the lake in the distance, and dozens of people by the fire.

In the Red Lotus Temple, he was attacked by Ning Que, and Longqing fell into a half-comatose and half-crazy mental state, but fortunately he was taken away by his loyal subordinates, and after he woke up or woke up, he didn't have time to sigh or be depressed, so he took these subordinates and embarked on the journey north without wavering.

During the journey of thousands of miles, Longqing relied on his years of prestige in the temple to once again successfully break through the defenses set by the Judgment Division, and gathered many of his most loyal subordinates, giving these people precious pills, so that the team of fallen knights with heavy casualties became strong again.

Since the news of Long Qing's death came out two years ago, Emperor Yan has only one son left. There was no dispute over the court situation, and the court and military of the Yan Kingdom had already been firmly controlled by the Prince Chongming, so the temple originally thought that when Longqing entered the Yan Kingdom with the fallen knights, he would inevitably suffer the deadliest blow from his brother.

However, to everyone's surprise, I don't know what means Long Qing used, or if he was secretly helped by a big man in Yan Kingdom. He and his subordinates were able to traverse the entire Yan Realm with ease. There was no strong sniper fire until they got out of the fortress, and they finally reached the wasteland.

Sitting by the fire, Prince Longqing's face was pale. From time to time, I picked up a handkerchief to cover my mouth, but I couldn't hide my cough, and I couldn't keep the snow-white handkerchief from being stained red by the blood I coughed up.

In the autumn rain of the Red Lotus Temple, there was a big battle with Ning Que. He was seriously injured and still not fully healed, he looked at the blue lake in front of him, looked at the thin ice that was piled up by the cold autumn wind and walked on the lake, and thought that two years ago he had entered the wasteland, and his life had been changed, and he couldn't help but be silent.

At this moment, in the depths of the turquoise and blue Autumn Lake, several clear white ripples suddenly passed. The several black shadows in front of the water wave were obviously left by the fish, but to stir up such a big splash, how big does the fish have to be?

Long Qing looked at the blood-stained snow-white handkerchief in his hand, suddenly smiled self-deprecatingly, withdrew the handkerchief into his sleeve, and then slowly got up and looked at the girl wearing a dark red robe on the other side of the lake.

The robe was thin. The red dyed on it was very thick, thick like blood, and it fell on the beautiful body of the girl, like red velvet, and even had a solemn and solemn feeling.

Long Qing was very familiar with this blood-like robe. Over the years, he has been on the Moyu Divine Throne countless times. Seeing the Judgment Divine Throne wearing this blood robe, he had also imagined countless times what it would be like if this divine robe, which seemed to be stained with the aged blood of hundreds of millions of people, would feel like if it were worn on his body.

Unfortunately, the new owner of this blood-colored robe is not him.

Long Qing was also very familiar with the new owner of the Judgment Divine Robe. Many years ago, when he made his mark in the Heavenly Oracle Academy, and when he was about to shine brightly, there was a little girl in a cyan Taoist robe, with a stubborn, proud and indifferent look, under the respectful guidance of the priest, came to the front of the students of the Heavenly Oracle Academy.

Since that day, the names Ye Hongyu and Prince Longqing have often been compared, one is a Taoist idiot, the other is Xiling Shenzi, and at the same time left the Heavenly Oracle Courtyard and entered the Adjudication Division at the same time, but what made him feel endless humiliation was that he had never won against her, never walked in front of her.

When he was in the Heavenly Oracle Academy, his grades were ranked first, and that was because she often didn't take exams. When he entered the Cave Xuan Realm, she had already seen the threshold of the Knowing Destiny Realm, he was the second seat of the Judgment Division of the Temple, and she was the main seat of the Judgment Division, two years ago in the wasteland, he saw that he was going to step into the Knowing Destiny Realm one step ahead of her, but he suffered a tragic change, and immediately after, he knew with some loneliness and bitterness that she could enter the Knowing Destiny Realm at any time.

Long Qing knew very well that he and Ye Hongyu would have a battle in this life, otherwise, he couldn't make his Dao heart truly clear, just like the meaning of Tong Ning Que to his cultivation journey.

It's just that he never thought that this battle would happen under such circumstances.

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Ye Hongyu walked towards the autumn lake, ** feet lightly stepped on the lake water, floating, the blood-colored robe was blown by the lake wind from time to time, looking like a fairy covered in blood, charm and holiness mixed together, different beauty.

If you look closely, you can see that every time she lands, a thin block of ice floats under her feet, and those thin ice seem to be able to sense her mind, or she has a very thorough grasp of the operation of everything on this autumn lake, which is more incredible than walking on the lake.

"Lord Siza!"

"Kamiza!"

The fallen knights in black armor stood up in shock as they looked at the blood-robed girl on the lake, and with the terrified neighing of their horses, many of them forgot to prepare for battle in fear.

Long Qing watched in silence as Ye Hongyu stepped lightly on the lake ice, meditated for a moment, and then took a deep breath, the mental power in his body came out majestically, and he summoned his natal peach blossom without hesitation.

In the face of such a terrifying opponent, he knew that any fighting methods or skills or even a contest of wills were meaningless, and he could only fight hard with his strongest skills.

The black natal peach blossom has five petals, one of which was shot by Ning Que's Yuan Thirteen arrows to wither, and the other two petals were withered and crushed into powder in the self-violence before the broken temple. It's like a rotting fish that has been dead for half a year on a ship.

Feeling the dark meaning of death and silence contained in the natal peach blossom of the prince of Longqing, the fallen knights suddenly perked up, got rid of the natural horror of Ye Hongyu, and only heard the sound of sneering through the air, and dozens of Dao swords sheathed out, with a terrible buzz, towards the girl on the lake!

At the moment when Prince Longqing summoned the black natal peach blossom, the expression on Ye Hongyu's face changed slightly. Because she sensed the breath of dead silence. Thinking of the tragedy in Zhishouguan, there is no reason not to understand.

As for the dozens of Dao swords that seemed to be powerful, they were not in her eyes at all. She didn't even pay any attention, her hands slightly spread her robe, and the holy Haotian Divine Radiance suddenly spread across the lake.

The Fallen Knights with the help of Sitting Pills. The vast majority of them have the cultivation of the Cave Xuan Realm, especially the few cavalry commanders who survived, and the realm is even more profound, their current natal Dao sword, following the breath of the prince of Longqing, smeared with the netherworld black that was exchanged for the sacrifice to the Hades King, the power is very amazing, and they can directly break through the front of the iron-armored heavy horse, and ordinary cultivators can't resist at all.

Then the Xiling Divine Technique happened to be the nemesis of these Netherworld Dao Swords.

When these black Dao swords seemed irresistible and flew to the surface of the lake. After flying into the Haotian Divine Radiance that was more than ten zhang around Ye Hongyu's body, it was like a ghost encountering the scorching sun, and the sword body suddenly trembled violently, emitting bursts of green smoke, and emitting a miserable scream similar to a wail, where was there still the previous might.

Some of the black Dao swords saw that the opportunity was wrong, and tried to fly away from the range of Haotian Shenhui's control. But the bursts of green smoke rising from the sword's body were like countless invisible ropes, tightly binding them, and no matter how desperately they stabbed from side to side, they still couldn't fly out of this holy light. It looks like a moth in a lampshade.

The blood-red robe hung down like a waterfall on the jade arm, and Ye Hongyu was in this calm posture. Treading the water of the lake slowly but unstoppably towards the other side of the lake.

The Haotian Divine Radiance emitted from her body was like a huge light shield, moving along the surface of the lake with her, and those black Dao swords were also driven by her to move.

This picture is very weird and shocking.

** jade feet, stepping on the shore of the lake, leaving a shallow footprint in the icy gravel field.

The holy Haotian Divine Radiance gradually disappeared into Ye Hongyu's body.

Those dozens of black Netherworld Dao swords, if they were pardoned, wanted to fly away.

Ye Hongyu raised his right hand extremely casually, stretched out into the air, and held one of the Nether Dao swords.

At the moment when she held this Netherworld Dao Sword in her hand, the black sword body seemed to be on fire, and with these green smokes, the Dao Sword gradually returned to bright white.

Some of the remaining dozens of Nether Dao swords managed to fly back to the Fallen Knight's side, while many more fell miserably into the cold lake water, splashing countless waves and startling countless lake fish.

Ye Hongyu grabbed the sword at will, and the action of taking out the sword seemed to be very casual.

She stabbed her sword at the black natal peach blossom.

It's just because it's random, so I don't know where the sword intent is pointing, so how to dodge?

Facing this sword that fused Ke Haoran's sword duel and Liu Bai's sword intent, Long Qing couldn't dodge at all, he didn't think about dodging at all, his face was pale but he firmly met it.

The tip of the sword tapped the petal of the black peach blossom, which was still intact.

I heard only a soft snort.

The black peach blossom condensed with the pure heaven and earth vitality trembled violently, and there were traces of cracking in an instant.

There was no despair in Long Qing's eyes, just firmness and coldness, and the next moment, the black and white in his eyes fused together again, turning into a bleak gray. An extremely greedy and violent aura erupted from the black Dao robe on his body, and the Qiu Lake was suddenly disturbed.

Looking at his strange eyes, Ye Hongyu frowned slightly, his expression looked a little dignified, and a little disgusted, and finally it was all mocked with disdain.

She flicked the divine robe, and the holy divine light mixed with the extremely strong smell of blood, hitting the whirlpool formed by the greedy aura in front of her, holy and bloody, these two breaths that could never be mixed, waved out of the sleeve of the divine robe at this time, and seemed to become the stones in the temple pavilion that had been soaked in blood for thousands of years - those stones with the smell of blood, what they guarded was the brilliance of Haotian.

Such a stone cannot be swallowed by any whirlpool.

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(Victory on the first day, see you tomorrow.) ）