Outside the Windy City, Song Qingyun and Zhou Wenting evacuated with many low-level monks.

A battle of that level is not something they can meddle in at all.

Song Qingyun originally wanted to follow Lu Huaizhi to the vicinity of the Empty Styx Sea, but was rejected by Lu Huaizhi.

And this is also the first time that Song Qingyun has noticed the gap between himself and his senior brothers and sisters.

No matter how much you chase it, you can't catch up.

He is too weak to be protected by them.

Song Qingyun looked at the Chongming Sword in his hand, thinking in his heart, if only he were a little stronger.

In that way, you can fight side by side with your brothers and sisters, and you can also protect them.

Zhou Wenting turned his head, with a white cloth tied on his eyes, and smiled at Song Qingyun,

"You're already very strong, sixteen-year-old Yuanying Realm, even Sang Luo and Lin Qinghan haven't done it, haven't you?"

If it was in a peaceful and prosperous era, Song Qingyun must be the first day of the fourteen states.

The young Tianjiao, only sixteen years old, was already married, worshiped under the sword venerable, is the Xuanyuan sect descendant, and is a natural sword bone, recognized by Chongming Sword as the sword master, these, no matter which one, are taken out of this world.

It's just that in this troubled world, even if he grows at such a fast speed, it is not enough after all.

There are too many steps to cross, even if you are a peerless genius, it will take time to grow.

But the current situation did not give him time to grow.

Song Qingyun was silent for a long time and looked in the direction of Rin Feng City.

The huge Windy City had long been covered by a powerful spirit array, and they couldn't really see what was happening inside.

"Elder Huang Khotan, can they win?"

Song Qingyun muttered.

That's the fairy realm, and there are senior sisters and senior brothers.

It's dangerous, it's another battle of life and death.

Zhou Wenting 'looked' in the direction not far away, and whispered softly,

"I don't know...... But we should be able to live. ”

In his last hexagram, they were alive.

And hope is in Sang Luo and Chu Yanshu.

It's strange that when they first met, he just felt that the aura on these two people was very familiar, and people wanted to get close.

Unexpectedly, in the near future, the life and death of the entire Cangwu Realm will be closely related to them.

But on that hexagram, survive in death.

It must be extremely dangerous, but... The end result is indeed life.

Such a meager hope made Zhou Wenting not dare to believe this ending.

But he can only believe, and he must believe.

If you don't believe it, there really is no future.

Song Qingyun looked back at Zhou Wenting,

"If only live, your eyes... Can it still be recovered? ”

That hexagram, when he deduced it, was swallowed by the Heavenly Dao and lost his eyes.

Zhou Wenting lowered his head and muttered in a low voice,

"I don't know...... Let's hope it can be restored. ”

But as he spoke, he seemed to have thought of something, and the corners of his lips were a little smiling,

"However, if the Cangwu Realm can live, these eyes are still worth it."

If there is a future, a pair of eyes is nothing.

These eyes, in exchange for him to break through the avenue of cause and effect, once had an epiphany, his cultivation even temporarily surpassed that of his senior sister.

Zhou Wenting often competes with his senior sister, but this time, he surpassed his senior sister.

Still... It's a pleasure.

Since he came down from the mountain at the age of fourteen, he has traveled all over the fourteen states of Cangwu, seen many landscapes, seen a lot of people and things, and has no regrets, and the mission of these eyes has long been achieved.

If there is a future, even if he will never see the light again for the rest of his life, once he feels the mountain breeze blowing in his face, the picture can appear in his mind, and it will not lose a different experience.

The fourth more ~

Good night~