The clouds are scattered, the plain white moon veil is scattered in the field, dotted with starry sky, green leaves are rustling, the beautiful scenery is rare, Luoyang is indeed locked with sword eyebrows, full of sorrow.

The night is dark, and it needs to be as bright as the rising sun, but there is only a torch in the world, a torch standing in the wind and rain, the light is faint, the morning is not safe, maybe the next moment, it will be swallowed up by the darkness, silent, no one remembers, no one knows......

The old man who worries about the country and the people will not be the last victim, and countless people will succeed him for an uncertain future.

Chaowen said, it is worth dying at night, it is probably worth it, after all, the world needs torches, and the footsteps of the human race chasing the light have never stopped.

An emerald sprout used two grass-like arms to prop up the mouth of the snake, and the short calves trembled slightly, and he hesitated for a long time before jumping to the ground, making a slight sound, awakening the contemplative sword cultivator.

The Heavenly Sword moved lightly, the Heavenly Spirit Flower Girl was frightened, looked at Luoyang's indifferent eyes, raised two thumb-belly-like tender leaves in front of the nail-sized face, peeked from time to time, and slowly moved back, one accidentally tripped over a few broken snake scales, curled up into a green mass, the buds trembled slightly, and the sound was full of horror and crying.

"I didn't mean to hurt him, I couldn't control myself at that time, don't kill me, please, please......"

The flower girl is petite and cute, and her tearful appearance is very cute, and she may feel compassion for others, but Luoyang is indeed indifferent, and the heavenly sword is slowly raised and suddenly fell.

A few streamers flashed, and Su Bai Jianfeng suddenly paused in front of the flower girl, trembling softly, and failed to enter again.

"Good guy, nice guy, nice guy, thank you, thank you......"

The flower girl looked at the Son of Heaven who was helping, dodged and fled from under the sword, moved her steps, climbed up the shoulders of the Son of Heaven with great effort, squinted her dark eyes, and clearly saw hundreds of clear silk threads through the hazy moonlight, listing the void, like a vast spider web.

"Broken!"

Luoyang looked around at the silk threads around him, his sword eyebrows were lightly raised, and the pair of extremely indifferent Danfeng eyes suddenly widened, and the golden sword light swayed up, cutting off all the ten silk threads.

The Son of Heaven hurriedly urged the Shejian Diagram to block in front of him, tilted his head and stared at the more plain white Heavenly Sword under the background of the Yuehua, and said curiously: "The Xuan Silkworm Celestial Silk can be cut, what kind of sword is this?"

The sound did not fall, the sword light crossed the sky, a little cold star went straight to the heavenly spirit flower girl, the Son of Heaven raised his palm, facing the Heavenly Sword, the invincible sword stopped, Luoyang raised his head, stared at the Son of Heaven, and a little murderous intent gradually rose in his eyebrows.

Facing the illusion of being surrounded by ten thousand swords, the Son of Heaven opened his mouth to drink the Kunlun teachings, and his voice was sonorous, lingering in the mountains and fields with the fragrance of flowers, and Yayoi was endlessly swords.

"Don't kill, don't show mercy, live by the sword, die for the sword, don't seek the afterlife, stand in the present!"

Luoyang let go of the Heavenly Sword, looked up at the night sky, and muttered softly: "Don't kill, don't be merciful......"

The sound rose and fell, and the red light in the bright eyes flashed from time to time gradually faded, Luoyang sat down cross-legged, looking up at the stars in the sky, and it was hard to say for a long time.

The Son of Heaven breathed a sigh of relief, put away the social map and walked in front of Luoyang, the Tianling Flower Girl looked at Luoyang's appearance, turned her dark eyes, and the branches and leaves moved lightly, attracting dozens of bright starlight to fall, warm and comfortable, so that Luoyang couldn't help but make a weird guttural sound.

Glancing at Luoyang's cold and hard look of hard disguise, the Son of Heaven couldn't help but snicker, chose a big Sumeru ring, put away the Xuanwu corpse, and was about to leave the sky when he suddenly heard the sword chanting lightly, the heavenly sword crossed the night sky, and stopped in front of the eyebrows accurately, the blade of the sword was plain white, reflecting the bright moon in the sky.

Luoyang took a deep breath, tried his best to make his voice sound less weak, and said coldly: "This is my prey, hand it over!"

"Xuanwu and Feng Ling can only ask for one, do you want that?"

"Feng Ling!"

"Don't give it!"

The Son of Heaven turned his head away, stood with his arms crossed, closed his eyes and hid the joy in his heart, his recent words and deeds had worked, he was preparing to accept himself, otherwise this sword would have stopped in front of him, and it would have been cut off a long time ago.

Luoyang struggled to get up, looked at the green mass on the shoulders of the Son of Heaven that was constantly trembling, and said, "Then give me the Xuanwu." ”

"Don't give it either!" Seeing Luoyang's concession, the Son of Heaven shook his head fearlessly, and was just about to open his mouth to talk about some conditions, when the hovering Heavenly Sword fell suddenly.

A puppet for the dead shattered into a streamer, and the Son of Heaven appeared behind Luoyang unharmed, slapping the top of Luoyang's head, the voice was extremely crisp, and he was stunned by the Heavenly Spirit Flower Girl.

Such a fierce person turned out to be not the strongest in the human world, the human world is really terrible, if she could do it all over again, she would rather die bored in the forest than come to the world to venture for money, what is gold everywhere, what human race is ants, seeing the demon clan peeing pants, those broken books are all deceitful, deceitful!

Tianling Flower Girl looked at Luoyang with sadness, Luoyang looked at Tianling Flower Girl stupidly, no one dared to beat him like this since he was a child, even if he was an extremely strict old man, he just used a small tree to pump his palm, and he dared to beat him like this, and the Son of Heaven was the first.

The wind stopped, the mountains fell into dead silence, the Son of Heaven put down his palm in fear, gently rubbed it in the place where he had just hit, and said softly: "Does it hurt? I will pay attention next time......

Hearing the sound, the Tianling Flower Girl tilted her head, and unexpectedly the sword light startled, and another puppet for the dead was shattered into a streamer, and the Son of Heaven had his apricot eyes wide open, raised his hand, and was cut into a streamer by Luoyang before it fell.

"Bear child, do you still want Feng Ling to live?"

The Son of Heaven urged the social figure to block in front of him, staring at Luoyang, who had recovered his spirit, slowly clenched his hands, and privately scolded the Tianling Flower Girl regardless of right and wrong, if she hadn't come to the rescue, how could this little thief be so reckless?

Luoyang pursed his lips, looked at the social map, and said: "Make a price, it's very troublesome to save Xu Nuoyi, but I don't mind trying, this little thing is amazing, maybe it can turn the tide." ”

"Heavenly Spirit Creation Dao, Twilight Star Illusion, Prayer Star Channeling Technique, her Dao Technique can live the flesh and bones of the dead, can solve the strange poison of the Six Realms but can't break the curse, not to mention the strange spell of the combination of curse and Gu, if you want to master the national fortune of the Qi country, Feng Ling is the only choice in the world, the day is almost dawn, the country cannot be left without an owner for a day, there are actually many people like Ni Guang. ”

"Condition!"

Luoyang pouted helplessly, and took advantage of the pride of the Son of Heaven to reach out and suck the flower girl into his palm, this is a good baby, I have to bring it back to Kunlun, so that the ancestor has time to go to the demon world to catch a few males, and cultivate them in Kunlun, in the future, every Kunlun sword cultivator will take a flower girl and run rampant on the battlefield, who can stop it?

The Son of Heaven looked at the Tianling Flower Girl, hooked the corners of his good-looking lips, transmitted the voice into the secret, and said: "Call sister, from the heart, with a begging, and there must be a younger brother's thoughts about his sister, three times." ”

Luoyang narrowed his brows, looked at the Son of Heaven, looked at the social map, gritted his teeth and hesitated for a long time, and finally compromised, speculating on the strange emotion, and called in a voice: "Sister, sister, ......"

The Son of Heaven nodded with satisfaction, threw out the Sumeru ring containing Xuanwu, put away the Sheji map, rubbed Luoyang's head, and said with satisfaction: "Very well-behaved, call a few more times." ”

Luoyang gritted his teeth and looked at the Son of Heaven, endured the anger in his heart, and said, "Sister......"

"Very good, I know you are unwilling, but it doesn't matter, the last thing I lack is time. ”

The Son of Heaven chuckled and urged the Shejitu, Feng Ling fell to the ground with a pale face, her broken arm had been restored, and the phoenix fire around her body was extremely dim, and she was constantly swaying by the wind.

"Heh, when did Kunlun become a member of the same Tiangong? Luoyang, are you worthy of your master for such actions?"

"Tell me Xu Ziyou's layout, did he leave any information before he died, such as the way to open the Luo Tian Secret Realm, such as what treasure secrets are hidden in the imperial tomb, so that the three forces can rush forward one after another, and the demon clan will do whatever it takes. ”

Luoyang completely ignored Feng Ling's questioning, reached out and held the Heavenly Sword, staring at Feng Ling's eyebrows, judging the changes in her expression, and spying on the information she didn't want to say.

Feng Ling raised his head, looked at Luoyang, smiled disdainfully, and said: "Man, there is no good thing, I am the one who can go out of the hall, I am the one who serves wholeheartedly, I am the one who resists everything alone, and I am the one who can't get love, he is tight-lipped about everything, I don't know what secrets are in the imperial tomb, and I don't know how to open the secret realm of Luotian." ”

"Call the wind chimes out, she must know. ”

"Feng Ling? I'm Feng Ling, who else is my name? Do you think my body is a miscellaneous courtyard, where seven or eight hundred different people live, and the parents are short every day, and they talk about the cold?"

Seeing Feng Ling playing a scoundrel, Luoyang took a step forward, glanced at the Shejian map, and said coldly: "Feng Ling, don't pretend to be stupid for me, you know what I'm talking about, if you don't want to stay in the mountains and rivers forever and die alone, just say something, don't disappoint me." ”

Feng Ling looked at the smiling Son of Heaven, pursed his lips, and sneered: "Heavenly Palace, Kunlun is not separated, that Sheji map is someone's treasure, why lend it to you, you are not very old, your face is very thick, and the fox and the tiger are very good." ”

Luoyang opened his mouth, snorted coldly angrily, don't look over, the Son of Heaven stepped forward, unfolded the social map, and chuckled: "Luoyang Daoyou has put forward a very good idea, I am also very curious about the secrets in the imperial tomb, I don't know if the king of Qi knows what it is better to be happy alone than to be happy?"

"Come here, I'll tell you, the little ghost head is going, and it's annoying to look at it!"

Feng Ling chuckled and got up, beckoned to the Son of Heaven, squinted her good-looking eyebrows, teased Luoyang's anger, looking forward to the snipe and clam fighting, she could profit from it and take the opportunity to get out, the only person she trusted died, and now she can only rely on herself.

The night was quiet, Luoyang turned his back and concentrated on teasing the Heavenly Spirit Flower Girl, don't you want to tell the Son of Heaven? Then you can just say it, isn't it just a matter of calling "sister" a few more times? The eldest husband can bend and stretch, and he has killed the Son of Heaven dozens of times, and he will not lose money left and right.

Luoyang's actions far exceeded Feng Ling's expectations, and he was silent for a long time, Feng Ling thought of the key, pretended to sigh lightly, tilted his head to look at the Son of Heaven, and said with a smile: "I regret it, I won't tell you, I'll talk to him!"

"Okay, I don't care, Fang Zheng, I'm not interested in the secrets of the Qi State, my purpose is just a reason to go to war, if you dare to explain the secrets to him, I will start a war, the Yan Zhao army is on the border of the Qi State, how many months do you say this big war can be fought?"

"Go to war? The six countries are going hand in hand, and at this time they are going to war with the Qi country?

"Chase the Central Plains? The five worlds of gods, men, demons and demons are orderly, and the Heavenly Palace has always been high, so why do you need to chase the Central Plains?"