In the afternoon, the sun is dim, white clouds are shrouded, and the sky gradually turns into an alternating shadow of dead fish white and light blue. Under the cliff of the snow-capped mountain, there are layers of transpiring water vapor. The clear surface of the water did not stop the enthusiasm of the crucian carp, they turned their slender waists, twisted their swallowtails and swayed in the water, and from time to time spit out blisters to the surface of the water, and they swam away again.

The sword collapsed and came to the lake, only to see countless tributaries branching off from the lake below. The breeze is coming, and the lake is not rippling. The sky is high and far away, the field of vision is vast, this lake is surprisingly quiet, even if the snow water that keeps flowing on the cliff falls, there is no sound.

As far as the eye can see, is there any figure on the lake?

As soon as Jian Yi lifted his sword, his footsteps flew to the surface of the water, and he searched for Li Wangchen's body along the entire lakeshore, so that at dusk, the white clouds in the sky burned into colorful glow, and when the sun sprinkled the last piece of light and fell into the mountains, Jian Yi searched the entire lake shore, but found nothing.

In the water, occasionally there is a splash, which will make her look forward to it, her heart is fast, and she looks closely, it is the splash made by the fish, not only the bottom of her eyes is eclipsed, but also frustrated!

Is he really dead? Could he have sunk to the bottom of the lake?

The sword body floated on the surface of the water like a wooden leaf, and the soles of the shoes did not get wet. The cold wind gently blew the veil under the hat, faintly revealing a pair of clean and delicate eyes, but at this moment, there was a touch of impatience in those eyes, and they were a little overwhelmed.

He almost jumped into the lake to search, but he could see the constant struggle on his face. He wasn't sure if Li Wangchen was still alive, and he wasn't sure if Li Wangchen's body was still intact!

He was very hesitant in his heart, he had been alone in the rivers and lakes all these years, but he didn't expect to meet a man who was different from others in this snowy mountain.

His smile is clean, his personality is unrestrained, he is a heavy drinker, he looks careless, but he is so different!

Jian Yi's heart unconsciously revealed a trace of pity!

In the sky, a touch of dark color rolled in like mist, and the sky was getting dark! If it was night, I am afraid that Li Wangchen's body would be difficult to find.

Jian Yi took a deep breath, pulled out the sword, flew into the air, and walked all over his body, channeling his true qi to the sword body, and the green light emitted from the three-foot sword, illuminating his clear eyes. The sword shook with one hand, and with one hand luck, it kept slashing into the lake.

"Boom!"

The calm and clear water of the lake was slashed by countless sword qi, and a deep explosion sounded that shook up waves several meters high, like white pillars rising from the water, rising into the sky, and the water on the surface of the lake suddenly descended to the center of the lake, revealing the original face of the bottom of the lake.

Countless fish swing their fins and tails, and struggle and jump in the water with their white bellies. Losing water, they open and close their mouths, open and close their gills, and keep tumbling.

Jian Yi's cold eyes quickly swept the entire center of the lake, but Li Wangchen's body was nowhere to be seen.

Withdraw your hand, close your sword! As soon as the sword slowly fell on the shore, a chilling chill burst out from its body.

"Didn't you?"

Jian Yi muttered to himself, and suddenly felt that there was an emotion gradually rising in his heart, not anger, not sadness, but an indescribable feeling, his heart was a little bitter, his heart was a little painful!

Jian Yi felt a little lonely, and couldn't help but hold his hand in his arms to withstand the irrigation of the cold wind.

The wind was cold, hunting his clothes, swinging back slightly, and the veil under the hat was blown open, revealing a face that seemed to be a little smoother than jade, white and moving.

Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, his body trembled slightly, he laughed in surprise, and muttered to himself, "Not in the lake, and there are no corpses." That is, he did not die and fled...... Li Wangchen, Li Wangchen, no wonder you want to jump off the cliff, you are really smart...... Even I lied to you, see if I don't find you, give you a beating!"

Jian Yi slung the sword on his back, rose to the sky, and searched for it along the tributaries of the lower reaches of the lake.

The lake is divided into eight branches, three in the east, one in the west, and the remaining four are like a circuitous blue belt flowing towards the south, the blue waves are miao, the water is sparkling, bright and shining.

Li Wangchen fell into the lake, and the cyan birthmark on his arm emitted a cyan light and shadow, which smeared on his body, wrapped it, dragged it up from the center of the lake, and floated down a stream to the south.

The water is surging, and the mountains and islands are sturging.

Li Wangchen's body was like a flat boat, swinging slightly in the river, and the cyan light shield protected his body, constantly healing the wounds in his body.

This time he did not wake up for two days.

In the southwest, the mountain trend is vertical and horizontal from northwest to southeast, a continuous mountain range will surround the mountains, the abundant rain will shroud the day in the miserable fog, the ten thousand peaks meander, the limestone is constantly eroded and deposited by the flowing water, it is difficult to describe the landform here with thousands of holes, just because these holes eroded by the flowing water, there are flowers and trees that cannot be named, its appearance is limited by the conditions, and there are many strange shapes, which make people marvel.

The towering peaks are like a ghostly workmanship, and the low ditches seem to be like loaches cruising and waving.

Ten thousand peaks stacked green, strange rocks craggy, eye-catching and far away, the sky is long, the ups and downs of the earth, such as the dragon flying in the air, vast and boundless, majestic and magnificent, those who hear are yearning, those who see are frightened.

As the saying goes, "There are no three sunny days in the sky, and there are no three feet flat on the ground" refers to this southwest land.

It can also be said that 100,000 people are a state, a million people are a country, and the Chen country has a territory of 80,000 li, which can be regarded as one of the largest empires in the southern barbarian region.

The northern part of Chen Kingdom, Wuyi City, the upper reaches of the Yunhe River!

On this day, every day stole a day of leisure, and the bright sun shone on the body, warm. A few leisurely white clouds floated slightly in the sky, coming with a few traces of the windy river. The long-awaited spring has finally caught up with the tail of March. The buds drawn from the mountains exude a pale yellow glow in the sun, the peach blossoms are full of incense in the temple, and the breeze is full of incense.

The women pounding clothes and pestles by the Yunhe River had their hair a little messy, raised their heads slightly and squinted at the clear sky, and several children chased the dogs by the nearby miscellaneous trees, laughing and laughing. The girls of the small jasper family twisted their thin waists like flower branches, wore rainbow smiles, carried baskets to the fields on the riverbank to pick cauliflower, and a group of butterflies danced to the fragrance of rape.

The quiet riverbank, the bright sunshine, everything looks so beautiful!

The river is rippling, and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant in the gorge.

Luo Yu's clothes are fluttering, like riding the wind, his steps are light on the rocks like skeletons, and his long hair is like a flowing cloud. She is delicate and quiet, sweeter than spring flowers. Bowing his head, he picked a red wild flower from between a small stone hole in the gorge, and the corners of his mouth hooked a faint smile, and the red flower suddenly soothed the buds, rippling slightly in that very delicate soft wattle.

She put it in her nose and sniffed it gently, and her clear eyes seemed to have a sea of stars, emitting a scorching brilliance.

The breeze came slowly, blowing a strand of hair on her forehead and swaying slightly, revealing a white jade flawless face, which was beautiful. The delicate face has a touch of girlish playfulness, just because of this bean crown and childish appearance, it adds a bit of unique cuteness, which makes people happy to see it.

She stretched out her body and landed gently between the canyons.

The water of the river is crystal clear, and all kinds of flowers and pebbles can be seen in the river, scattered irregularly, but it looks like a very clever arrangement, which gives people a particularly harmonious feeling.

Luo Yu was instantly attracted, mischievously, threw the red flower in her hand on the ground, walked to a rock by the river in three or two steps, bowed down gently, and gently touched the water surface with Yujie's hand, the water flowed through her ten fingers, and gently moved down with her hand, which felt cold to the touch and felt comfortable.

"Whew-"

Suddenly, a wolf howl sounded from behind, Luo Yu was stunned, and hurriedly turned his head to look, it turned out to be a hungry gray wolf, thin and withered, and his cry was mournful, as if he couldn't raise his strength.

Luo Yu Liuyue's eyebrows were slightly furrowed, but she saw that there was a broken arrow spear stuck between its ribs, and the blood stained the gray-brown hair, and the wound had been several days long, but the arrow was still bleeding.

Luo Yu got up, paced lightly, opened the cherry mouth slightly, and said pitifully: "Little wolf, who hurt you......"

The gray wolf's eyes showed obvious fear, like a frightened bird - the eyes staring at Luo Yu were full of hatred and fear, and with each step Luo Yu, it carefully took two steps back. As it did, its butt was against the rocks, and behind it was the mountains, and it could not run, nor did it have the strength to run—it was badly wounded, and it was hungry.

Luo Yu finally approached it, smiled, leaned over gently, and whispered: "Little wolf, don't be afraid, I won't hurt you!"

"Woo-woo!"

The gray wolf's eyes were resistant, his body trembled wildly, his pupils contracted, and he lifted all his strength to avoid Luo Yu, but he didn't want to be too big, and the broken arrow touched the rock, making it convulse in pain and fall to the ground.

Luo Yu was not afraid of it, he felt pity, stretched out his jade hand and gently stroked the gray wolf's head, his movements were very gentle, very careful, trying to calm it down.

After a while, the fear in the gray wolf's eyes dissipated a little, Luo Yu was overjoyed, slightly, slowly stretched out his left hand, and at the moment when the gray wolf let down his guard, he grabbed the arrow feather and pulled it out with force.

Xu moved the wound, and as soon as the arrow was pulled out, he saw blood bubbling from his ribs. The gray wolf wailed a few times, opened its mouth, revealed a few eerie fangs, and bit towards Luo Yu.

Luo Yu said lightly: "You little wolf, you are so ruthless, why do you want to bite me? Don't you think I'm going to hurt you!"

Then he raised his hand to use the debut method, imprisoned the gray wolf on the ground, and only then groped in his sleeve, found a thin porcelain bottle, opened the red stopper, applied the trauma medicine to the gray wolf's ribs, and tore off a piece of juan cloth on the long skirt to bandage the gray wolf's wound.

After doing this, she accepted the Dao technique, stood up slightly, smiled softly at the gray wolf, and said: "Little wolf, you rest quickly, I'll go find something to eat for you, it just so happens that I am also hungry, how about grilled fish, how about roasting rabbits, how about roasting pheasants...... It's all right, if it doesn't work, there will be a snake, I heard that the snake meat is also very delicious, otherwise, the whole silkworm is fine......"

Luo Yu whispered softly, turning into a self-muttering, and when he thought of eating, his eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

With a swipe of her hand, she floated up with her lithe body, and a white shadow flashed in the air, and she saw that she had disappeared in place, and went to the distant forest in search of game.

The gray wolf lay inside, as if he understood Luo Yu's words, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Li Wangchen continued to drift down the flowing water, and because of the protection of the light mask, the impact on the shore or the rocks did not hurt him, but treated his injuries. After these two days, this layer of cyan brilliance gradually faded, and finally disappeared on Li Wangchen's arm, revealing the original key imprint.

Although the terrain is endless, but also because of the winding of the mountains and ravines, blocking the turbulent pace of flowing water, the water is especially clear, the mountains are also green, the mountain stream from time to time comes from the tiger roar, the forest is not the ape cry. The boat ride along the winding mountains and rivers can enjoy the picturesque scenery.

Li Wangchen's body floated in the water for a while, and finally was stopped by a rock on the shore, half of his body leaned on the rock, and the corner of his clothes floated gently with the current in the water.