Mei Xiyu met the people from Heaven and Hell that night.

It was none other than Liu Qinghe.

This Heavenly Hell Prison Master wore the Heavenly Hell Golden Pattern Black Robe undisguised in the night rain, held an umbrella through the long street that had sunk into the ground, and knocked on the door of Meixiyu's small courtyard.

This Daoist from Qingtian Dao looked at this human demon with an iron expression.

Liu Qinghe just smiled slightly, and turned around under the umbrella to look at the long street of night rain that was not cold, there were lights everywhere, even though in the rotation of Huaidu, this long street had sunk into the ground, but there were gaps in the overhead, and the night rain fell into the stone dome of the underground world, and there was still a red light hanging everywhere, like countless warm spring flowers blooming overhead.

When Liu Qinghe thought of the word spring flower, his smile became even stronger, and he looked back at Meixiyu in the door.

"How's this yard? Heaven personally paid for it for you. ”

Mei Xiyu clenched the fist in her sleeve, her bun was a little scattered, and some hair hung down on her forehead, and when she came to open the door through the courtyard of the night rain, it was also disrupted a little.

"What is Hell going to do?"

Liu Qinghe laughed softly and stood in front of the door with an umbrella in his hand.

"What Heavenly Hell wants to do is nothing more than to give you a place to live, has Xiyuxian's nephew forgotten about this?"

Mei Xiyu looked at this Heavenly Hell Lord who was always smiling slightly, silently, and the sound of her breathing was quite heavy.

Liu Qinghe smiled and turned around and looked at the rather luxurious mansion across the long street.

"Actually, this courtyard has a lot to do with you."

Liu Qinghe, who was tall and eye-catching, tilted his head slightly, and looked at that place for a long time, as if he could see such a young man in white.

A willow white ape who likes to look at a small white flower.

"His Majesty's military squire Liu March lived here."

Meixiyu was stunned.

"What do you mean, Lord Prison?"

Liu Qinghe turned his head with a smile on his face, and replied the same as before.

"It's not interesting, it's just that when I see you, I think of the young man who is also Qingtian Dao, and I just mentioned it in passing."

Liu Qinghe said, glancing at Mei Xiyu very strangely.

"Do you have a ghost in your heart? Why are you so nervous? ”

Mei Xiyu was silent for a long time, and then said in a cold voice: "This is the Huaidu Siwu Prison, what does the prison master think?" ”

Liu Qinghe laughed softly, raised his hand and patted Mei Xiyu's shoulder.

"Don't worry, your junior brother can live here, you can naturally live too, in this world, whether it is a human or a demon is reasonable, you look at me, isn't that such a person?"

Mei Xiyu is a very well-cultivated person.

Generally does not swear.

Unless you can't help it.

Just like when Chen Huaifeng suddenly buckled a big hat on Qingtian Dao and his Meixi rain head.

It's just that even if Mei Xiyu wants to scold people right now, in the face of such a heavenly hell master, he probably can't scold.

So he stood there in silence.

Liu Qinghe turned around and said very calmly: "But although the Heavenly Hell doesn't want to do anything, it may not be the next province. Therefore, the virtuous nephew really still has to keep your household register. ”

Leaving such a sentence, Liu Qinghe walked quietly in the long street with an umbrella as when he came.

After a long silence, Mei Xiyu raised her hand and lifted a strand of hair that fell from her eyebrows, and stopped the black-robed man under the umbrella.

"Lord Prison."

Liu Qinghe turned back in the rain.

The look on the face of the Qingtian Daoist was very sincere.

Sincere and sincere, pious and sincere.

"I'll fuck you."

As an extremely high demon in the human realm, Liu Bai Ape, who held the Heavenly Hell and a Great Yi Bow, was obviously stunned for a moment, and then smiled.

"Did you go to the river to bathe as a child?"

.......

Liu Qinghe is a river demon.

.......

When Liu Qinghe left the long street, he heard a rather young voice behind him.

"The Prison Master, and you're gone?"

Liu Qinghe raised his eyebrows, but he didn't look back, just smiled and walked away with an umbrella.

"Let's go, I don't have to send it."

......

Mei Xiyu silently looked at the black and white figure under the night rain dome,

The black robe is gone.

The white clothes looked back.

The Daoist of Qingtian Dao silently closed the door.

......

The Night on Earth is a story of a very long and slow tranquility.

Nan Dao and Lu Xiaoer walked in the sword wind in the mountains and forests at night, hurrying on the road.

The little boy has a good talent, but after all, he is just a twelve-year-old boy who sees the mountains.

It's like the story of the support of Cloud Absolute Town.

Some sword cultivators in the small Dao realm can naturally go very fast, just like what Chen Huaifeng and Nandao said at the beginning.

In such a world, if a Great Dao Sword Cultivator like theirs burned the Divine Sea desperately, it would only take one day to expand from the south to the outside of the Guan.

A sword floats thousands of miles away, and it is naturally free and happy.

However, after all, the world is not a lonely hero.

In the war in the world back then, Nanyi was almost trapped in Nanyi City.

Therefore, after all, the world has to go with the flow and face many things.

In order to take care of Lu Xiaoer, Nandao stopped all the way.

Lu Xiaoer naturally understood this truth, even though the Divine Sea was almost exhausted, he did not stop, and with some sword intent from the Xiwu Sword, he barely followed the footsteps of Nandao.

Just like Cheng Lu didn't know why Nandao was in such a hurry.

Lu Xiaoer couldn't understand it either.

However, he didn't have time to ask his uncle, he just tried his best to follow.

After a long time, Lu Xiaoer stopped on the mountain path with a pale expression.

Nandao, who was walking in front, also stopped, looked at Lu Xiaoer silently for a long time, and then stopped on the rocks in front of him with an umbrella.

Lu Xiaoer absorbed the vitality of heaven and earth in the world, and asked Nandao a question at the same time.

"Why is Uncle Shi in such a hurry?"

Even if Nandao was in Yunjue Town, in those two night battles, it did have quite an amazing performance, but it was not a battle between the two clans, just some tentative attacks.

If the demon clan gathered in Bailu really started a war with the world, such a large-scale war would be Cheng Lu and Ximen, and it was very likely that they would be buried in it.

The seventy thousand sword cultivators and many disciples of the Human Sword Sect who died outside Nanyi City at the beginning were enough to illustrate such a thing.

Nandao didn't speak, just quietly looked at the umbrella bone in his hand.

Lu Xiaoer waited for a long time, but he didn't wait for Nandao's answer.

The little boy sat there in silence, sighed again, and after a long time, said softly, "Can Uncle Shi change the situation of the battle?" ”

Nandao glanced back at the young man sitting on the mountain road in the night, but answered the question.

"I don't know, maybe I can."

Lu Xiaoer sat for a long time, then raised his head and looked at Nandao with a resolute expression.

"Then Uncle Shi will go, and I will come later."

Nandao looked at Lu Xiaoer quietly for a long time, and the sword wind around him flowed again, spreading under the umbrella for a long time, but he didn't leave.

Lu Xiaoer was puzzled when he heard a crisp sword sound.

A streamer flashed in the night, and in an instant, it appeared in front of Lu Xiaoer.

It's the parrot island.

The sword carried a rather sharp wind and snow sword intent.

Lu Xiaoer looked up at Nandao not far away, who was standing calmly under the umbrella.

"Okay, I left some sword intent on Parrot Island, if you encounter any tricky demon clan on the road, you can use it to defend yourself."

The scabbard was also thrown by Nandao and inserted in front of Lu Xiaoer, and then Parrot Island slowly entered the sheath, and the edge was fully covered.

The scabbard that Wu Dalong created for Nandao is indeed quite suitable.

Those sword intents that were enough to kill the Demon Clan of the Enlightenment Realm were hidden deep in, and nothing leaked out.

Lu Xiaoer stretched out his hand and pulled out the scabbard, wiped the dirt off the scabbard, and was about to ask Nandao what about himself.

When he raised his head, he saw his sixteen-year-old uncle pick up the wine jug on his waist, drank a sip of peach blossom wine that was already cold, and then turned into a sword light and disappeared between the mountains and forests.

Although Lu Xiaoer was a little confused, he didn't think much about it, just thinking about walking around by himself, it seemed that he had become a burden to his uncle, and he was inevitably a little lost.

So he put the parrot island with the sheath on his lap, and began to absorb the vitality of heaven and earth on the side of the mountain road.

......

Cheng Lu and Ximen stood on top of the night barrier.

The wall, which was still being reinforced, had apparently become a town wall.

Although in ancient times, because of the topography, Yunjue Town was once used as a pass to resist the armor of the Great Chu, if there are many dangerous places in the south of Huai'an, then Yunjue Town is the last pass, and after here, it is the plain land that drives straight into, but after all, those stories are too long.

Thousands of years of history have passed, and many things have disappeared into the years like wind and sand.

It's just that some of the stories are probably still similar.

Shang Yu Gudi, lost several times that year, because the Great Chu sailors crossed the sea and went directly from north to south.

It's like today's story.

It's just that facing some enemies is different.

Back then, it was the ancient Chu witch armor.

And now, facing the white deer group of demons.

Only tonight, none of the stories came.

In the distant mountains, the spring breeze blows the night clouds and moves, scattering a soothing shadow, and the mountain birds are leisurely, sometimes sweeping through the sky.

Cheng Lu and Ximen stood on top of the barrier like two people watching the scenery.

Not long ago, when the twilight was about to end, those heavenly prison officials who were secretly lurking in the depths of Bailu brought back the news that there was no trace of the demon army in the world.

Further north, there is no news.

Naturally, there were heavenly jailers who tried to go deeper.

However, according to the heavenly prison officials who were lucky enough to escape, once they crossed the town where the West Gate had stopped, there was a cyan sword light in the world.

The Footholders died there without exception.

Bailu's news, everything stopped at the south of that town.

Cheng Lu and Ximen naturally also found Taoists in Bailu who were quite familiar with various places, and asked about the situation of the town to the north.

According to the Taoist, to the north of the town, there is a large wetland jungle, shaded by ancient trees, and the birds are amazing.

Such a place is undoubtedly an excellent cover for smuggling into the world.

It was because when the White Deer Demon Clan really didn't come to Yunjue Town, Ximen and Cheng Lu's hearts became heavier and heavier.

"If the mountain and the moon are lost, and the demon clan guards the city in the mountain, the whole world will not be happy."

Ximen's expression was gloomy, and he finally had some of the original appearance of Lin Erliang.

Always worrying about a lot of things, it's naturally difficult to have a smile on your face.

"The change of Huangliang gods and ghosts is also more than half a month, if the matter of the demon clan is difficult to solve, once the army crosses Ze, Nanyi City will inevitably fall into internal and external difficulties."

Cheng Lu looked into the distance quietly, and said softly: "Have Nanyi City ever destroyed those transgression formations left by the Witch Ghost Dao at the beginning?" ”

Simon was silent for a moment and shook his head.

"After the war ended, the Witch Ghost Dao retreated to Huangliang, and a miasma of fog and poison arose in Yunmeng Daze, just like the ancient Chu that was blessed by gods and ghosts thousands of years ago in those historical records. Even the disciples of the Human Sword Sect are in-depth, and it is also difficult to cross, let alone go to them to find the array of witches and ghosts that hung in the sky at the beginning. ”

Cheng Lu frowned for a long time.

Nanyi City is the gate of Huai'an.

Lingnan is the barrier of Huai'an.

However, that Daze is the real gateway between the two worlds.

After the collapse of the Cult of Witches and Spirits from within, the portal remained open.

However, when the goddess returned, the right to open and close such a gate was completely in the hands of Huang Liang.

This is Huai'an's biggest headache.

The Youhuang Mountains and Yunmeng Daze are the biggest factors that have always isolated this world.

This is also the reason why even though Nanyi City has the southern armor and faces the rebellion of the demon clan, it has never been able to take action.

No one knows when, on the side of Daze, there will be a witch armor to cross the Ze.

Cheng Lu suddenly remembered the last emperor of Huai'an.

Huai'an Emperor Li Asan.

The Yue Xing array, which is a great headache in today's world, is from the hands of the Ghost Suppression Division under Li Asan back then.

It's a pity that what Huai'an forgot was picked up by Huangliang instead.

Even though the Witch Ghost Dao has been in decline for more than two thousand years, such an ancient and long-standing cultivation sect is naturally still not to be underestimated.

Ximen looked at Cheng Lu, who was contemplative, and said, "Senior brother, do you have any ideas?" ”

Cheng Lu came back to her senses, stood in the night breeze, and smiled quite lonely.

"You are the Seven Realms, and I am also the Seven Realms, what do you think I can think?"

This Liuyun Sword Sect disciple turned his head to look at the southwest direction of Yunjue Town, and said softly; "Fortunately, we are aware of these things, and at the moment, we can only hope that those Lingnan people can rush back to Shanyue in time."

Cheng Lu said and smiled softly.

"Of course, there may still be changes in this story."

Ximen said in a deep voice: "Everything is a disguise, the White Deer Demon Clan did not borrow the mountains and forests, but stayed there, once Lingnan Shanyue fully retreated to the city in the mountains, they came directly." ”

It was a flood bursting its banks and high-rise buildings collapsing.

Therefore, the barriers of Yunjue Town are still being strengthened.

The two were silent for a long time.

Simon said softly, "So what are those teachers and brothers of the Human Sword Sect doing? ”

Cheng Lu said calmly: "I'm waiting." ”

"What are you waiting for?"

"If it is not a raging tide, it will not be saved, and if it is not a building, it will not be supported."

As long as you are stable, there is no right or wrong.

For such a sword sect that came out of the sword cliff from grinding.

Many of the stories are probably still a little mess.

It's like Xie Chunxue didn't finally go to that town until she drank a pot of peach blossom wine with blood.

Jiang Ye: They are disciples of the Mountain Gate.

Xie Chunxue and the others are the disciples of the Sword Sect.

There are many things that Sword Sect disciples have to consider.

Cheng Lu turned his head to look at Ximen and said softly, "They are different from Heavenly Hell. The hell is all over the turf, looking for traces of spiders and worms, and they will only wait for some behemoths to appear before they can really come out. ”

Simon sighed and said, "Then what kind of human sword sect is this?" ”

"That's their name. Their sword is. Just like in Nanyi City, no one knows that the disciple in Nanyi City is a disciple of the Sword Sect, so they will converge a lot. The world doesn't know where the disciples of the Sword Sect are, and they will also converge a lot. This is why the fish must not be separated from the abyss, and the sharp weapon of the country must not be revealed. Have you ever seen the bow of the Great Yi of Huaidu? ”

Simon shook his head calmly.

"I haven't seen it."

"Are you afraid?"

Simon nodded sincerely.

There is no cultivator in the world who is not afraid of such an arrow.

Cheng Lu stood quietly for a long time, and said softly: "There is no chivalrous warrior who can ensure that he has never killed a good person in his life. ”

So whether it is a disciple of the Sword Sect or the bow of Dayi.

You need to look very carefully to have a landing point.

"It's just that there will be a lot of blood in the world."

In any case, such words do not look like the words of a person from hell with a quota of wrongful killing.

"After a mosquito bite, I realized that I would bleed. A comfortable life, the world will only imagine itself invulnerable. ”

This is not like the cold words that Cheng Lu can say.

Live in a different atmosphere.

There are always many changes in people.

The walls fell silent.

In the distance, Jian Xiu patrolled.

The sword light flickered from time to time, like a firefly that had strayed into spring.

Simon watched it for a long time, and he was probably a little tired.

After all, he was only injured by the sword intent of that White Deer City Lord Qin Sang today.

turned around and walked towards the bottom of the barrier, suddenly remembered something, looked back at Cheng Lu and said, "Nandao, did you really leave Yunjue Town?" ”

Simon was so worried that he naturally didn't pay attention to the young man's whereabouts in this situation.

Cheng Lu nodded.

"But I find it a little weird."

Ximen stood there quietly and thought for a long time, and then said, "What can he do when he returns to Lingnan?" ”

Cheng Lu raised her eyebrows.

This is the second time Simon has said this.

Cheng Lu seems to have figured out a lot of things.

Yes, what can he do if he returns to Lingnan?

Even if he has ten miles of wind and snow.

However, it is not just a human world of some demon clans.

Once those snowstorms fall.

Naturally, it is difficult for that human world to survive.

It's just that Cheng Lu suddenly thought of something and looked down at the west gate.

The sword cultivator of this heavenly hell also looked at the sword cultivator above the barrier in horror.

Apparently, the two of them suddenly thought of something the same thing.

If there is no such a wind and snow in Lingnan and Shanyue.

And what about the white deer?

"He's going south."

"A hundred miles away, for a sword cultivator in the Enlightenment Realm, although there is some distance, even if it is a detour, it is not a difficult and long-term thing - not to mention, he is not an ordinary Enlightenment Realm."

The two were silent for a moment.

Cheng Lu's sword intent flowed, turning into sword light and disappearing into the night of Yunjue Town.

"I'll go find him."

......

The matter of the demon clan is also a dilemma.

Once the demon clan has a devastating death.

The whole world will really fall into a battle to the death between the two races.