A streamer of light flew over the Tianjiang River, and the rain gradually subsided.

"Oh my God, fly slower, I want to be in the sky for a while. Wang Gang suddenly spoke.

The flying sword slammed, and the speed slowed down.

Wang Gang stood behind Ximen Tian and looked around.

In the continuous drizzle, the river fog gradually faded, and the vast river surface appeared in front of the two of them.

"It's so beautiful, except for following Lord Xiao in my early years and sitting on his magic weapon, I have never seen such a scenery in the sky in my life. ”

Ximen Tian's body stiffened, and he hardly dared to look back. He didn't know how to respond to him.

A person without spiritual roots, relying on internal force to cultivate for more than 100 years, is invulnerable, and is also a well-known figure in the rivers and lakes. But one day, this will be wasted, and he will become an ordinary ordinary person, I'm afraid no one will be able to accept it.

"Uncle Wang, would you mind telling me your story?" After a long time, Ximen Tian took a pill that replenished spiritual power and began to refine it.

"I, my story has nothing to tell. Wang Gang coughed twice, as if he did not want to mention the past.

"Then do you have any unfulfilled wishes?" Ximen Tian wanted to divert the topic as much as possible.

"The only wish is to see the alliance leader again, his old man, and may not be able to follow him again. The alliance leader treats me like a mountain, and if Wang Gangru can meet the alliance leader again, he will die without regrets. Wang Gang smiled bitterly, and he and Xiao Teng roamed the rivers and lakes, and the scenes of the storm couldn't help but come to mind.

"Uncle Wang, why are you so sad, be happy. Ximen Tian suddenly laughed, and at the same time buried his grief deep in his heart.

Qin'er is right, maybe only time can kill all this. You can keep this matter from you for as long as you can.

"That's right, the heavens are all mysterious, I should be happy. Wang Gang burst into tears and smiled, and his mood was inexplicably much better.

"Uncle Wang, I live in that cabin. Ximen Tian pointed far away, and the small wooden house by the river came into view, and the flying sword galloped away.

"Immortal, may I be able to pass the examination, be a parent official, learn the method of cultivation, and benefit the people of Dawn. As soon as the scholar rushed to take the exam, he saw a streamer flashing in the sky, and regardless of the slippery mud, he hurriedly knelt down and prayed to the sky.

"These ordinary people are actually quite interesting. When Ximen Tian saw the scholar kneeling, he couldn't help but hesitate and threw out a talisman to go down.

"Scholar, you can travel thousands of miles in a day!" Ximen Tian laughed loudly and walked away.

"People will change, maybe when he becomes an official, he forgets his original intention for the people of Li and begins to fish in the township. Wang Gang looked at the scholar who was kneeling down in his field of vision, and only held back a sentence for a while.

"Yes, Duan Hou was originally fair and selfless, and he acted chivalrous and righteous. I didn't expect that one day I would partner with Shechen and slaughter martial arts people. When Ximen Tian thought of Duan Ping's dignified face on the warship, his heart was full of resentment.

"But I'm ...... Have I changed?" he looked at his hands, remembering his journey, and suddenly trembled.

"Tian'er, Tian'er?" Wang Gang suddenly sensed something was wrong, and gently patted Ximen Tian's shoulder, but found that he didn't react at all.

"Young master, young master!"

"Ang?" Ximen Tian turned his head in horror.

"Did you fly over? Wang Gang pointed to the small wooden house behind the right and said with some astonishment.

"Oooh. Ximen Tian suddenly, the seal changed.

"Ximentian, if you are still here, will you no longer love me and become a person I will never know again. In the cold, damp dungeon, a woman murmured softly, letting lizards and spiders crawl past her. Iron chains bound her hands and feet, and restrained her within a foot of radius.

In the darkness, the sound of Suo Suo was heard, and a flower python approached the woman with a letter spitting out a letter.

"Xiaohua, what do you say?" the woman patted the python's head, revealing a somewhat nervous expression.

Outside the dungeon, a black-clad guard captain fell to one knee. The moment he raised his head, the strange runes around his neck were dizzying.

"Altar Master, we have rescued her for three years, and she is reluctant to give her soul blood, should she?" the man made a gesture to wipe her neck. Suddenly, he covered his head in pain, and his whole body began to convulse.

"Don't ask this kind of question next time, you should obey the waning moon unconditionally, if this situation happens again, there will not be such a good result. "The so-called altar master is a strange-looking man, he is dressed in dark blue clothes, his hands have countless scratches, in the waning moon, he has a special name, Tu.

"Yes!"

"Remember the sacred purpose of our waning moon?"

"Save the people, reign over the world!" everyone around the dungeon slashed their arms apart, and their faces showed fanatical expressions.

"Not bad. Tu nodded with satisfaction and looked at the woman in the dungeon.

"Zhao Zixuan, if it weren't for my merciful rescue of you, you would have died in Huangquan a long time ago. Tu approached the dungeon, his voice full of compassion through layers of prohibition.

The dungeon was silent except for the hissing of snakes and the sound of rats scurrying.

"Are you thinking about him?" Tu sneered, and a spear appeared in his hand.

The tip of the spear is frosty like snow, emitting bursts of cold light, and the pitch-black body of the gun gives people a sense of heavy slaughter, and the years have not erased its edge, but it has formed a strong contrast with those famous weapons that have been submerged in the long river of history.

"I'm curious, how could Zhao Ziyun's weapon be in your hands, and how did this have something to do with Ximentian. Tu seemed to be talking to himself, and Zhao Zixuan didn't react at all.

"Altar Master. A dark shadow emerged from the darkness, and a secret letter was presented.

"Stand down. Tu waved his hand impatiently and opened the secret letter casually.

"Your Royal Highness, you really don't plan to respond to me?"

"I have no love in my life, and if I want to kill, I will listen to it. Inside the dungeon, Zi Xuan made a blank voice, she had long lost any hope in this world.

"What if I say that your favorite person is not dead, and he seems to care nothing about your death, but has something to do with the valley lord of the Valley of Hundred Flowers. Tu's voice became more and more yin and yang.

Zi Xuan still didn't speak, but her hands were clenched tightly, and her knuckles turned white.

"I didn't expect that after all, I still fulfilled others. I won't force you anymore, if you want to kill yourself, kill yourself. The Gentian Bright Silver Spear floated in mid-air, and the prohibition was opened layer by layer, and in an instant, layer by layer was closed. At the same time, Tu's figure gradually faded away.

"Bang dang. "This rare weapon was slaughtered and thrown into the dungeon like scrap metal.

Ximentian, you have changed after all. Zhao Zixuan looked at the spear, slowly stood up, and the flower python beside him seemed to be frightened and fled.

"Whew!" a little chill suddenly appeared, and reality and memories were separated.

"As long as you are willing to help me, I am willing to sacrifice my soul blood and become a person of the waning moon. Zhao Zixuan looked at the back that was about to disappear, and finally opened her mouth.

"Good. ”