In the early morning of the next day, on the street that became bustling again, Zhou Qingdui took Xiao Yue'er's hand and walked all the way to the southeast city gate.

After the little girl with a small bamboo box on her back came out of the house, she jumped up and down all the way, and she was very happy.

It seems that all the happiness in the world is not as happy as it is now.

But Zhou Qingwan still clearly remembered that when she came back in the morning, the little girl sat in front of the tombstone without saying a word. When Zhou Qingdui approached, the little girl wiped her face and turned to look at him.

"My mother used to say that no matter what happens, don't give up hope in the world. Now you have to remember this sentence well, and you are not allowed to cry every day. Zhou Qingdui looked at the rising sun from the east and said softly. said the last sentence, subconsciously accentuated the tone.

The little girl didn't understand something in her eyes, but she didn't ask.

If you don't understand it now, you will understand it later.

After all, she was a child herself.

In fact, at this time, Xiao Yue'er was not sad, but suddenly happy more than sad, or maybe the person in front of her deliberately did not let herself be so sad.

The reason why Zhou Qingdui still chose to go out at the southeast gate was because he walked around the city last night and found that the mottled city gate in the southeast was actually the smallest. Unsurprisingly, there are also the least number of people here.

Zhou Qingdui held the fairy sword Chaolu, and then clenched the hand of the little guy next to him, and jumped up, and the two of them were suspended above the city gate like this.

The sudden change startled the little girl, and her teeth trembled, but she did not speak.

Zhou Qingdui turned his true qi and slashed out towards the barrier in front of him. An invisible sword qi slashed straight out towards the "air" in front of him.

Li Qiubai called this formula a sword that breaks through everything. Putting the power aside, it's pretty easy to cut a barrier.

As this sword qi slashed through the invisible barrier outside the city wall, the air shook slightly, and finally a large hole cracked in that place. Zhou Qingdui did not hesitate to pull Xiao Yue'er out of the opening, and after going out, Xiao Yue'er turned her head to look at the small city where her life was not long, but her parents were buried there. Zhou Qingdui also had a lot of doubts about this place, but only if he had to confirm the safety of those two people first.

After the two of them left the city completely, this stone city hidden in the desert immediately disappeared. Zhou Qingdui blocked Xiao Yue'er's eyes with one hand, and slashed towards that sword again, leaving a sword mark in that clearing that would not disappear even for a hundred years and a thousand years.

Zhou Qingdui let go of the hand holding the sword, jumped up slightly, and landed steadily on the sword, and then pulled hard to put Xiao Yue'er on the sword in front of him. Xiao Yue'er was shocked by Zhou Qingdu's set, and her big eyes were full of admiration.

"Brother Xiaodu, you are a great sword immortal who is taller than the table, right?" Xiao Yue'er turned around as if she was not afraid of falling, looked at Zhou Qingdui with big eyes, and asked expectantly.

Zhou Qingwan rubbed the little girl's head and smiled slightly: "It's probably so high." ”

The little girl immediately became elated, and her face was full of pride.

Zhou Qingwan frowned and smiled: "Xiao Yue'er is not afraid of falling? It's high below. ”

Xiao Yue'er shook her head and said with a smile: "If I don't look below, I'm not afraid!" Moreover, Brother Twilight will protect me! ”

The little face was full of pride.

Zhou Qingwan had no choice but to smile and reach out to grab the little girl to prevent her from falling.

On the top of the desert sky, there was a flying sword suspended high, and two figures, one large and one small, stood.

......

After the black-robed young man came out of the stone city, he had already flown on a Buddhist land at this time. Below is a group of bald monks scattered in the temple, and above is a black-robed young man holding a vibrating purple gold gourd.

"Grandma's, this thing can't be suppressed by the purple gold gourd, what the hell is it? The breath is very similar to that thing, if it is really that thing, it will still make a lot of money! The black-robed young man streaked across the sky, muttering to himself.

There was a sudden tremor above the canopy in the distance, and the black-robed young man stopped and suspended in the sky and stared there, cloudy and uncertain.

I saw that the curtain of heaven was like being stepped on, and it was actually deformed.

Soon, a figure stepped out of the fading sky.

It was a middle-aged man with a disheveled face.

The fierce aura on his body pointed directly at the black-robed youth, whose face sank and was about to speak.

The middle-aged man spoke without any nonsense, his expression solemn as that of an ancient god: "Put down what you have in your hands and avoid the pain of flesh and skin." ”

"Who the are you? You told me to let it go? The black-robed young man looked at the condescending appearance of the person in front of him and was extremely displeased.

The middle-aged man's face turned cold, and an extremely strong aura burst out on his body, "People from the Shadow Pavilion, I repeat, put down what you shouldn't take!" ”

Although they were dozens of feet apart, the extremely strong aura suddenly burst out, like a flood beast, and it directly shook the figure of the black-robed young man back several steps.

The black-robed young man spat out a mouthful of blood, his face was pale but he sneered: "Don't let it go!" ”

Immediately afterwards, the figure of the black-robed young man began to become illusory, and finally turned into a bloody light and fled into the distance.

"Stubborn resistance." The middle-aged man said softly, but it was thousands of miles away, and the voice must have reached the man's ears.

The middle-aged man stared at the bloody light, his body did not move, he stretched out a finger, and one finger fell. The boundless terrifying aura turned into a giant hand in the sky, stretched out a finger, and slashed towards the blood light.

The black-robed young man only felt that his body began to stand still, and his movement speed began to slow down. He looked up, only to see a giant finger sweeping with boundless force, crushing towards him.

In the end, I only heard the black-robed young man say in a weak tone: "Xuan ......", and he fainted.

The middle-aged man stretched out his hand to the body of the black-robed young man, and the purple gold gourd flew like a rainbow light.

After the disheveled middle-aged man took the purple gold gourd, he didn't even open the gourd, but just pressed his hand up, and a black aura poured out of it. The middle-aged man put this black qi in his hand, threw the gourd casually on the open space beside the black-robed young man, and disappeared into the sky again.

......

Zhou Qingdui, who was dressed in white, and Xiao Yue'er, who was dressed in pale yellow, still stepped on the sword and flew towards nowhere. Zhou Qingdui didn't know what happened to that person last night.

"Brother Twilight, where are we going?" Xiao Yue'er asked suddenly.

Zhou Qingdui smiled: "Go and see my brother's two brothers." ”