Northland. The desert area. Sand and dust covered the sky. Hydrangeas bloom all over the place.

In the desolate golden gilt golden gold sea, the beautiful camel bell Sanskrit sound through the thousands of years of snow sprinkled over, forgetting the smoke and dust of the previous dynasty, towards the desert in the lonely day climbing away, a burst of ethereal, desolate forever.

Two groups of figures swept across the desert like a lonely goose, one of them was a woman in a petal dress with a light veil, and the other was a man in white with a string of skull beads around his neck.

"Holy Lord, there is something unknown to my subordinates. The Holy Lord has always had no interest in the art of resurrection, neither supporting nor opposing it, and has always been neutral. Why did you take the initiative to pick up this woman this time?"

The skull-headed man in white hesitated for a moment, but still asked, and looked at the oasis not far away, where the wooden palace loomed among the trees.

The Holy Lord hadn't returned here for three years, and this time she had come back for the resurrection technique she had always scoffed at, which really surprised herself, who had been guarding her for many years.

"Lore, have you ever loved someone......"

The woman in the petal dress known as the Holy Lord did not look back, still persistently walking towards the oasis in front of her, but in her eyes, there was no vain sea.

Vast and full of hopeless hope.

"Loved ...... Someone"

The white-clothed man with the name of the lore dodged his eyes for a moment, lowered his head, and everywhere he looked, there was a beautiful scenery of petal dresses flying all over the sky.

Within a moment, the two of them landed outside the wooden palace, staring at the two vigorous characters on the golden plaque of the palace - Canglei, the memories of the past came with the hot wind in the desert, so tired.

The jade girl in the south, the thunder in the north. The east sounds the sky, and the west extinguishes the blood.

Here, thousands of years ago, it was as famous as the Sound Heaven Gate and the Blood Destroying Peak - the Canglei Sect.

She is the Holy Lord here. The Most High, Holy Lord.

A chuckle. The helplessness of the pear fall. All kinds of desolation.

"Bold! Who are you! How dare you trespass here!"

The disciple guarding the door seemed to have just been accepted in three years, and he didn't know what she was dressed for, so he naturally didn't know her identity, so he took a step forward urgently, and pointed his sharp spear at the two of them, his eyes full of vigilance.

"Bold! Dare to be disrespectful to the Holy Lord!" "Kill is not angry and arrogant, with a reprimand in his eyes, he actually forced the disciple guarding the door to take a few steps back.

"Lore. This little brother may have just arrived. I don't know who you and I are, so it's not in the way. ”

The Holy Lord, that is, the Emperor Fu Tilting Lan, took off the veil of flowers without any sorrow, revealing the face of the city and the country, even if it is the golden sand of the desert, it is a few points inferior!

I saw that her willow eyebrows were bent with a large brush stroke of the world's handsomeness, her cheeks were like condensed fat with two touches of carmine on the plug, and her picturesque eyes were faintly sad but even more surging pride, and a little red lip flap was just right to embellish it, thousands of charming!

The disciple guarding the door was stunned for a while, not only was he so attracted by the Holy Lord's shocking appearance that he couldn't take his eyes off, but more importantly, the brilliant zircon mark on the tip of his nose was a unique sign that only existed in the Holy Lords of the past generations!

"The disciple has eyes and does not know Mount Tai, and the crime deserves death!" After the disciple realized his gaffe, he immediately bowed his head and knelt down, waiting for the punishment.

"You are dedicated to protecting the Thunder Sect, what is the crime? Get up, I have something to ask you. ”

Huangfu Qianlan bowed slightly, and personally helped this disciple up, and there was no majesty of the Holy Lord at all.

"Holy Lord, please speak, your subordinates must say everything!"

Huangfu Qianlan swept the half-hidden palace door slightly, and asked in a gentle voice, "Recently, what strange things have happened in the sect?"

The disciple thought for a moment, and then immediately replied: "A few days ago, the Heavenly Eagle of the Venerable Lord's subordinate seemed to have brought back a beautiful woman who had passed out, not like a person in our desert, and went to find the Venerable Lord in a hurry, I wonder if it is a strange thing. ”

"A beautiful woman?"

Huangfu Qianlan frowned lightly - the new lord is not a good woman, why did he bring back a beautiful woman?

"We just came all the way and saw a lot of corpses on the north side, do you know this?"

Huangfu Tianlan's tone began to become serious, and in her opinion, this was a very unusual thing. In the desert, where are so many corpses already sparsely populated?

The look between the disciple's eyebrows began to hesitate, and he couldn't say why, and finally he had to "plop" and knelt down, not daring to say a word.

At this moment, the half-hidden door was opened from the inside, and a thick man walked out, his eyes glanced at the disciple kneeling on the ground, and he respectfully bowed deeply to the Emperor Fu and the lore, and said slowly: "The Venerable Lord didn't know that the Holy Lord suddenly returned to the sect, and he couldn't pull away for a while, so he sent his subordinate Heavenly Eagle to greet him, and I hope that the Holy Lord and the messenger will forgive me." ”

"It doesn't matter. Out of the way. Since he can't pull away, I'll go see him myself. It also seems that I, the holy lord who has not returned to the sect for a long time, still knows some etiquette. ”

Huangfu Lanyun smiled lightly, and regardless of the embarrassed and complicated look on Tianying's face, he flicked his sleeves and wanted to go to the thunder faction.

"Holy Lord!"

Sky Eagle was anxious to step forward to stop Huangfu Qianlan, but was glared back by the messenger beside her: "What? Do you want to rebel?

"Yes!"

Although the eagle was a little unwilling, he still bowed his head and let go of a way - the anti-lord wanted to feed the eagle.

He couldn't afford it.

Huangfu Qianlan didn't seem to see this scene, and walked lightly past the Heavenly Eagle, and when the Heavenly Eagle raised his head again, there was still a trace of the Holy Lord and the Messenger!

Aquila was secretly startled in his heart, and a bad feeling suddenly rose.

Just as the eagle was about to leave, Bai Suxiao's figure suddenly came, and with the colorful streamer pouring out, the seven jewel swords buzzed out of the sheath, pointing directly at the back of the eagle!

"Hand it over, or I'll wash your bloody place!"

Bai Suxiao's sword eyebrows were upside down, and his flowing swordsmanship was a little fierce, and he was bound to take down the ill-intentioned man in front of him!

Tianying turned his head and saw Bai Suxiao behind him rushing towards him with a sharp swordsmanship, knowing that his swordsmanship was profound, and he would definitely not be able to beat it if he touched it hard, so he turned around and disappeared after moving extremely strangely!

Bai Suxiao had never seen such a strange method of moving, and he was secretly shocked in his heart, no wonder he would be taken away, even if it was his own cultivation, he was not sure to break this method of moving!

And the disciple guarding the door took advantage of Bai Suxiao's stunned moment, and had already closed the door tightly with the current situation, so as not to provoke himself.

Bai Suxiao wanted to enter over the wall, but he saw another familiar figure quietly sweeping over the sky above the heavy buildings of the Canglei Sect!

It turned out to be Qi Chu!

What is he doing here? And looking at the way he entered the Canglei Sect, it was not an official visit, but more like he wanted to do something secretly?

Bai Suxiao had heard of Qi Chu's name, so he naturally knew that he was not a young person, but this scene made him incomprehensible.

So, Bai Suxiao secretly lucked, a colorful sword rainbow flashed, and then followed.

"Acacia. Don't you think this flower is a good match for you?"

Along the way, Ling Yuan was very bored, so he casually picked a beautiful hydrangea and handed it to Zhao Hehuan, asking with a flattering expression.

It's almost like sending autumn waves.

"Ling Yuan. How long will it be before we get to the desert?"

Zhao Hehuan directly ignored Ling Yuan's courtesy, looking at the endless desert, his eyes were a little anxious.

Ling Yuan stupidly withdrew the hydrangea, thinking about his dignified generation of Demon Venerable, what kind of woman did he want, why did he hang himself on this acacia tree?

Even he couldn't figure out why.

"Come on. Just walk a little further. ”

Ling Yuan said vaguely, a wail in his heart.

Xuanwu saw all this in his eyes on the side, and lamented - it was clear that the Venerable could fly with a sword! Obviously Zhao Hehuan could control the Vermilion Bird to come! Obviously, he could follow these two people without so much hard work, and walk through this vast desert!

The sentence of the Venerable - "There is chaos in the desert, I am afraid that I can't fly with things, so let's go on foot instead." It echoed in Xuanwu's ears for a long time, echoing......

Why does Xuanwu feel that when a dignified lord chases a woman, he almost loses his principles......

No, it's just gone......

"Do you think this is pretty?"

“......”

"Hehuan, do you think this is right for you?"

“......”

"Hehuan! What do you think of being the mistress of the Demon Realm?"

"Ling Yuan!" "Your Excellency!"

Zhao Hehuan almost roared out with Xuanwu!

Ever since Ling Yuan learned that Mo Tian had passed away, he not only followed Zhao Hehuan every step of the way, but also said tired words whenever he had the opportunity.

For example, "Hehuan, I think the way you eat fits my eyes very well." For example, "Hehuan, do you like the bad environment in the mountains behind the Blood Destroying Peak?" and "Hehuan, there is a good day next month, why don't you see-" and so on......

And so on, after talking all the way, Ling Yuan didn't even feel tired.

Zhao Hehuan answered a sentence or two at first, and then he acquiesced to Ling Yuan being air, and let him talk to himself.

Zhixuan and Situ Ming shook their heads in the back, if the scene in front of them spread to the entire Three Realms, I am afraid that countless girls will be heartbroken and die-which nerve is wrong with this Demon Venerable? Do you have to hang yourself on a tree? How can this Zhao Hehuan dare to openly refuse the Respect of the First Realm?

Thinking about Zhixuan's shivering, he hit him a few times, afraid that Zhao Hehuan would be drowned by the women's spittle.

If Su Tianluan saw Ling Yuan's shameless appearance now, I am afraid that he would be heartbroken and contemptuous.

Thinking of this, Zhi Xuan thought that Ling Yuan came this time, and Su Tianluan, who was a confidante, did not come with him!