408. They always say I'm blind

The snow is like plum blossoms, the plum blossoms are like snow, and the similarities and dissimilarities are all wonderful.

The earth is dyed plain white, the distant sky is gray, and the goose feathers and snow are difficult to make people white, so they can only find their own pleasure and leisurely hide those firm footprints.

Quietly in the snow, the burly Wu Xiu walked in the front, and the yellow-skinned young man walked in the back, the sleeves of his robe covered the sword rune streamer, and the fairy sword in his hand forgot to whisper, intoxicated in the snow scene that was not easy to see.

The snow fell on the branches, and suddenly a wolf howled in silence, and almost instantly, the snow waves that occupied the entire sight of the domineering quickly approached.

The nine people in the same group immediately stopped, Wu Xiu, who was standing at the front, clenched his fists, let out a long breath of turbidity, roughly estimated the number of wolves, looked left and right, and called to the end of the team: "Xiao Fan, you also come to the front, now there is no point in breaking off." ”

"It's forbidden to fly here, we can't outrun the wolves on the plains, and if we want to survive, we can only rush into battle, desperate to fight them!"

Xiao Ying'er nodded, stepped forward with her sword, and stood in front with Wu Xiu on the left and right, followed by the cultivator who urged the magic weapon to hold the sword soldier, his smile changed from bitter to relieved, and his eyes changed from cold to hot.

The road is different, everyone who met in Pingshui walked a long way together, and it may be the end in front of us...... That being the case, it should fall like a star, even if it is shattered, there must be that moment of brilliance!

"Xiao Fan shouldn't be your real name, right?"

"It's not. ”

Xiao Ying'er shook her head, slowly pulled out the fairy sword, sensed the sword talisman on the back of her hand, and was about to open her mouth to persuade a few words, but Wu Xiu spoke first, "They always say that I am blind, but in fact, I am not blind at all, I can see everything clearly......"

"Girl, if you can survive, can you let me see the true face of Lushan?"

"No, you can't. ”

"That's a pity!"

Wu Xiu shook his head, turned to look at the wolves less than a hundred steps away, mobilized his spiritual power, and was about to raise his fist, but found that Xiao Ying'er put the fairy sword into the scabbard and sat down on the spot, without the slightest defense, as if he was planning to give up resistance.

"Brother Xiao, we ......"

"Brother Fang, sit down and watch the play, I'm looking forward to what kind of sparks he can make with the wolves. ”

Xiao Ying'er waved her hand, Fang Zhen, who was listening, was confused, and seeing that the wolves were getting closer, she had to take a few more steps forward, taking the lead, and protecting all the cultivators behind her.

Fifty steps, thirty steps, ten steps, suddenly Fang Zhen's eyes widened, I don't know when someone appeared in front of him, dressed in white, with a fairy sword as bright as the moon hanging on his right hand, his back was lonely and cold, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that the mountains were standing up.

The white wolf in the lead stared at the white-clothed and white-sword-legged creatures, his steps slowed down, and he glanced at the mountains and forests behind him, gritted his teeth and continued to move forward.

This kind of two-legged beast is rare, its strength is strong and weak, but no matter how strong it is, there is a limit, and if you want to survive, you can only rush over.

The speed of the white wolf is getting faster and faster, the wolf pack is getting faster and faster, the noisy snow field is silent, and the snow wave is finally approaching, completely drowning everyone.

In Fang Zhen's stunned expression, each wolf bypassed everyone intentionally or unintentionally, followed the snow line across the plain, and stopped a hundred steps behind everyone.

The white wolf stepped out of the wolf pack and stood at the front like Luoyang, looking at the young man and staring at the distant mountains that were about to be unpeaceful.

When they meet on a narrow road, only one of them can survive this hunt, and maybe none of them can survive!

"Damn brute!"

Fang Zhen scolded loudly, looking at the attitude of the wolves, he knew their intentions, surrounding the back was to force them to block the front, no matter what, it would only be the wolves who would benefit.

"Fellow Daoist, shall we attack the wolves?"

Fang Zhen was anxious and called to Luoyang, Luoyang turned his head and chuckled, turned to look at the distant mountain, and said, "It's too late, it's coming!"

The sound fell, the calm mountain forest suddenly burst into the snow, something broke the ice and fell the tree, with a tiger roar, the wolves howled, the hundred-foot-long tiger king was dressed in Xunfeng, stepping on the snow without a trace, almost in the blink of an eye to the front.

"See clearly, don't blink. ”

Xiao Ying'er narrowed her eyes, even if she said to everyone, she also reminded herself that the sword was too short, so it was not decent, and it was a very good thing to see it here.

Hearing this, Luoyang glanced at Xiao Ying'er, she didn't plan to use the verdict, but she spoke, then use the verdict.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the wolves coveted it, Luoyang held the heavenly sword in the face of the mighty white tiger, and launched an offensive at the same time when one person and one tiger were twenty steps apart.

The white tiger jumped into the air, its fingers and claws were like knives, roaring like thunder, and a vast vision appeared behind it, and the wind swept the clouds, and the sky was like blood.

Fang Zhen was distracted, and the sword cultivator standing in front of him disappeared in a trance, so he subconsciously stared at the white tiger, this sword didn't know where it came from, but it would inevitably fall there in the end.

The sun-like sword light carved into the sky and gradually dispersed into the wind and snow.

The wolves were silent and retreated silently, and the white tiger did not let out a wail, and slammed on the snowfield, and the Xunfeng that was draped in it dispersed, and the bewitching and dazzling red invaded a large area of plain white.

"How's it going, didn't it hurt your bones?"

A warm inquiry sounded behind him, Fang Zhen turned his head, the young man squatted beside the fairy-like girl, smiling and squinting at Danfeng's eyes, feeling very familiar, like a brother who drinks and brags together every night, in comparison, the one who slashes the tiger with a sword seems to be someone else.

Xiao Ying'er was very satisfied with the expressions of the people around her, but this didn't mean that she could let go of Luoyang, frowning, condescending, obviously a junior but posing like a sister, her voice was full of displeasure.

"Didn't you say that you could find me in an instant, why did you delay for so long?"

"Hehe, there are many thieves to stop it, this is not an easy task, from Tiannan to Haibei, and from Haibei to Loulan ......"

"You shouldn't blame me, if you want to blame it, blame the old turkey of Donghuang Fang Shuo, he made it all out. ”

"Hmph, thank you little uncle, but there is one thing I can say, I am suffering for your old man this time, and you have to bear it for me when you ask for the sin!"

"Over there...... Do you mean Nanno? No, no, she'll beat me up at most, how can you do anything. ”

Luoyang waved his palm, Xiao Ying'er also breathed a sigh of relief, and then remembered the stunned companions around her, coughed lightly, and called everyone back to their senses, "This is my uncle, Luoyang." ”

Fang Zhen raised his eyebrows, thinking slightly but also relieved, at such an age, with such swordsmanship, I am afraid that there is only Luoyang.

"I've seen Uncle Luo. ”

Convergence of the magic weapon Bingge, everyone saluted Luoyang, this is a legend, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a fairy fate, he walked in front, he has seen it, and he has realized that even if it is not a sword cultivator, there are many benefits.

Luoyang also used courtesy, "Thank you for taking care of Ying'er, be careful, you go out to buy some wine to drink." ”

After saying that, Luoyang spilled a piece of spiritual light, and fell into everyone's sleeves before and after, Xiao Ying'er didn't know what it was, but looking at everyone's satisfied faces, she could probably guess a thing or two.

"Big-hearted, it seems that there are a lot of small vaults in private hiding, if you can't add two to five, I don't mind finding Jiang Luo to practice swordsmanship......"

"I don't mind, if you want to go, you can go, be a man and stand like that distant mountain, stand on the wall, and be rigid if you have no desire. ”

"Disgusting!"

Xiao Ying'er pursed her lips and tilted her head, not in the mood to spend spiritual power to transmit the sound, Luoyang also raised her head, looked around, looked for it and found it, the next thing is to go out, but how to get out here I don't know, how can I crack the secret realm of divine warfare?

There was light thunder outside the willows, light rain on the pond, and the fire crows avoided the eaves, tilting their heads, peeping at the case and raising their eyebrows.

"It's almost time, go out and be careful, I've been a little restless lately......"

Zhong Shihan glanced at the unpleasant sky, lightly hooked the strings, and lazily echoed into a tune.

Nan Li's footsteps paused slightly, smiled lightly, turned around and embraced the beauty into his arms, and quietly whispered two or three times, in exchange for his beloved wife's shame, he clenched his fists and wanted to fight, and the demon in his heart had drifted into the rain.

"No ......"

Rolling his eyes at the back of the Demon Emperor, Zhong Shihan approached the bookcase, picked up the pen, and before he could polish the ink, there was a surging demon outside the courtyard, and dozens of shadows rose into the air, like a tree startling a bird, scattered in all directions.

A demon Yan followed, thunder suddenly rose, Zhong Shihan's uneasiness in his heart rose to his eyebrows, and he called out the door: "Night Beaver Shadow Cat, you follow Your Majesty, chase after you, be careful of falling into the trap." ”

There was no answer, and the two phantoms flew out of the hospital, and before they could calm down for a moment, there was another roar from Nannuo's dormitory, and the strong air waves discharged the rain curtain, and the sound of the dense rain feet was chaotic for several beats.

"Butterfly, you go and see the situation......"

Zhong Shihan said softly, there was no echo in the courtyard, and there was no shadow in the sky, and the purple lightning was wanton in the sky, followed by the roar of thunder, and the wind and rain were even worse.

After a few fights, the limping guards rushed into the courtyard, barely saluted with long knives, and said urgently: "Your Highness, the Shadow Demon and the Witch Demon have rebelled, and the brothers are caught off guard, and they have lost three levels in a row, and now I ask Your Highness to enter the mountain to temporarily avoid the soldiers!"

Zhong Shihan got up, walked to the window, stared at the guard, and was about to open his mouth to point out his loopholes, when two phantom shadows appeared in the room out of thin air, and the long knives in their hands fell together, murderous as numb.

"You're so bold, go to sleep!"

A cold shout resounded in the room, the dream demon in black and purple soft armor waved his palm lightly, Ziyun blocked the long knife, the dream butterfly danced lightly with the sound of wind and rain, several light bells rang, the guards and the two phantoms all fell asleep, and a few barely visible fluorescent lights fell towards Zhong Shihan from three directions at the same time.

"Butterfly, you've been with me for fifty years, and I don't usually see you so docile, so I cut them down for whatever I want!"

"Yes!"

Misty Butterfly bowed her head and saluted, summoned a long knife, and slashed at the guards outside the courtyard with the knife in her right hand, Zhong Shihan's eyes narrowed slightly, and a crimson streamer rose all over her body, and the scorching blood flame instantly evaporated the fluorescence.

The knife fell in his hand, killing three demons in a row, and the butterfly put away the unstained bright red sword, and slowly retreated to hide into the shadow.

"Going out to see the situation and telling the people to beware of the erosion of extraterritorial creatures is not a farce, but a well-prepared conspiracy. ”

"Yes. ”

Misty Butterfly nodded, flew out of the hospital, and returned after a long time, with two stab wounds on her body, and the wind and rain gradually returned to calm.

"How's it going, it's not hurt, is it?"

"Back to the Lord, the Demon Emperor has suffered some minor injuries, and the rest is fine, this is Your Majesty's secret order. ”

Misty Butterfly whispered, knelt respectfully in front of Zhong Shihan, and lifted a purple cloud jade slip above his head.

Zhong Shihan slowly approached, held up the jade slip with spiritual power, broke the ban, his divine sense fell, and there was a thunderous explosion in his ears, his mind was like being slashed with a sword, his headache was splitting, and the sky was spinning, and he couldn't help but staggered back a few steps, wanting to urge the spiritual power to stabilize his body, but he couldn't mobilize the slightest spiritual power.

The thunder exploded, the butterfly dagger came out of its sheath, took advantage of the situation to get up, and stabbed Zhong Shihan in the chest and abdomen, frowning and stretching his eyebrows, the fiery fire in his eyes was extremely dazzling.

The assassin didn't make a move when he appeared, and he didn't make a move after killing three clansmen with his own hands, and he endured it so far, in order to get this knife, if it succeeds, although he will die without regrets!