In the past, the prosperous fishing boats in Gusu Town sang at night, the willow smoke painted the bridge, the city was full of pearls, and the household was full of Luoqi, and it turned into purgatory overnight. The ruins on the ground showed how brutal this bloody battle was, with smoke billowing everywhere, ruins across the land, and desolation as far as the eye could see. Blood stains rot into the grass and trees, flowers wither and water are broken, and vitality is extinguished. The surrounding sounds of battle completely stopped, and only the sound of burning buildings was left to murmur for a long time, as if singing a sad Chu song in a clear voice.

The cold air in the air was gradually swallowed up by the firelight, and when the full moon of the heavenly dome gradually returned to its normal color, the century-old demon legend of Gusu Town was completely shattered on this extraordinary night.

People came out from under the buildings that had not yet collapsed, and the light of the fire in the sky wiped away the tears in their eyes, and the wind blowing on their faces still had a slight fishy smell.

The most cruel parting of life and death in the world, in Gusu Town on this night, was slaughtered by this undeserved massacre, and the emotions were stirred. Everywhere I heard, I saw and heard the cries of children, the lonely tears of the old man, and the sobs of men and women who couldn't hold back!

The hour is approaching, the wolf howls are gradually rising, the wailing resounding in the mountains and forests, and then calming down in the valleys!

The sniper who delivered the strongest blow in mid-air, with a breath of gasp, turned into a defenseless star chaser, and fell straight to the ground.

Xu Changsheng, who fell to the ground, had a clear smile on the corner of his mouth, his eyebrows were locked and solemn loosened, and his heavy eyelids were slowly closed.

Yang Jingyu turned around, took off his wide robe, pointed his left foot on the ground, and threw it into the air, wrapping the body of the star-chasing stripe, he stretched out his hands and caught her!

Starchaser was covered with horrible wounds, gurgling with blood, but the blood was no longer human blood, but sticky, smelly green blood. A touch of death reflected on her forehead, darkening her already dirty face even more.

"Multi-...... Thank you, Childe!"

She opened her mouth, endured the sharp pain from the wound, squeezed out a trace of an ugly smile, grabbed the corner of Yang Jingyu's clothes hard, and said with difficulty: "Happy cooperation, I will ...... after I die." Please also ask Childe to be sure to ...... me Bury me with Tan Lang cloth bag and dust!"

Yang Jingyu nodded solemnly, carefully placed the star chaser on the ground, supported her body with her arms, and said softly: "Don't worry, I will bury you well, I hope that in the next life, your family of three can live happily!"

The eyelashes of the star-chasing eyes trembled, and two crystal teardrops slid down, drawing two white marks from the cheeks, and fell to the ground with a "click". She nodded vigorously, her pupils were clear and transparent, without a trace of unwillingness, but at the moment before her vitality was annihilated, she opened her mouth and said something that shocked Yang Jingyu's heart: "In life, too many lives are involuntary...... It is a great thing that a little woman can die...... It's an honor!"

When the words fell, Chasing Star fell into Yang Jingyu's arms with a smile, his pupils burst open, and the long hair that was dragged to the ground was still moaning in the wind.

The eyes staring at the sky did not close after all.

Blood bloomed like a new rose from the crimson dress. Moon by Moon snorted in pain and fell to the ground, and there was a feeling of drowsiness in his brain, and he was sluggish and sleepy.

With a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth, she took a breath and looked down at the wound on her chest that had been pierced by Xu Changsheng's shot. The rapid breathing almost made her breath so painful that she couldn't breathe, but luckily the wound was not the place of the heart!

Enduring the severe pain, she stood up from the ground again, pressed the bleeding from the wound with her left hand, looked at Yang Jingyu and the others from afar, her face was cold, and she said in a long voice: "You have ruined my plan, I will never spare you!"

Yang Jingyu frowned, blindfolded the star-chasing eyes slightly, turned around, a trace of displeasure appeared on his face, and said in a deep voice: "I'm afraid, you have no chance to escape!"

Before the words were finished, he had already started his steps, his figure jumped forward, and the peach wood fan in his hand suddenly lit up, and the amazing aura exuded from his body was like a flowing fire sweeping the tail under the clear sky, and it was rapidly attacking the moon.

Zhuyue was extremely seriously injured, standing on the ground at the moment, his body swaying, seeing Yang Jingyu killing him, not only did he not have a trace of fear on his face, but showed a ghostly smile, and threatened: "Yang Jingyu, we, we will meet again!"

In her right hand, at some point, there was a handful of red sand, and it was scattered forward against the wind. Everywhere the red sand, full of the color of blood, ignited in the air, raising bursts of smoke, covering about five feet around the body in an instant, and it was still spreading outward. Zhuyue, who was in it, threw a chilling murderous aura at Yang Jingyu, who was rushing at great speed, turned around and stepped out, suddenly disappeared into the air, and disappeared without a trace.

Yang Jingyu smelled a very pungent smell in the smoke and dust, and hurriedly covered his mouth and nose with his hands and withdrew from the smoke and dust. Standing outside the rising smoke and dust, he closed the peach wood fan, a trace of regret flashed in his eyes, and he muttered: "Ghost Shadow Sand, it's a pity, I still let her escape!"

Ghost Shadow Sand, as the name suggests, is a kind of sand with great energy, and the smoke produced contains a poison that confuses people's will, and once inhaled, people will be in a trance and produce illusions.

This is also the reason why Yang Jingyu had to give up the pursuit of the month.

The light of day is approaching, and the first rays of sunlight in the morning shine through the misty mountain fog on the ruined Gusu Temple, showing a black scorched earth with smoke and dust not extinguished. This ancient temple, which is more than 100 years old and flourishes with incense, was completely annihilated in the fire, and who remembers that the reason for building it back then was not to relieve the suffering of the world.

Its demise is like two lonely tombs on the top of a mountain, and a stone tower drenched in front of the wine of hatred, do not ask whether it is good or evil, right or wrong, the wine has fallen, and the smell of wine must be stored in melancholy.

The east was dyed with a few purple clouds, and the wind did not move, and it was heavy in the sky.

Xu Changsheng's face was pale, holding a pot of wine in his hand, with an extremely painful expression on his face, and after several hesitations, he finally dipped it in his mouth.

A red cloud rested on his cheeks, he stared at the red sun in the east of the sky, let the breeze come slowly, brushed on his face, and only shook his head hatefully: "What is the life of leisure, and it is not too much to drink." ”

After Yang Jingyu buried the star, he was also a little tired, so he sat next to Xu Changsheng and looked at the Zixia in the east together. The sun was shining brightly, falling on his forehead, and there was a burst of blue light.

The two seemed to have a tacit understanding, sitting on the top of the hill, silent. Behind him, the paper money blown up by the wind, like a thousand paper cranes, flew to the distant horizon.

After Qishuang took the pill, she was too seriously injured and had not woken up, so she was taken care of by Qilu.

Seeing the morning glow full of sky, the sunrise is like fire, and a flock of birds fly high from the mountains and land on the riverside to feed. The spring is strong, the green buds are quiet, a row of weeping willows at the Gusu Wharf stretches the waist into the water, the wind blows gently, the ripples rise, and reverberate from the embankment. The sun's rays shine on the water, sparkling with light waves.

Qilu was fascinated by it, and couldn't help but say, "It's a good day, isn't it?"

"If this disaster hadn't happened in Gusu Town, it would have been a good weather here!"

Yang Jingyu raised his head and sighed faintly, too many people died last night, which he didn't want to see.

Xu Changsheng nodded, and said: "This disaster was planned by the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, and they spent more than a hundred years and great effort on it, I guess this matter is by no means as simple as it seems! Eighteen years ago, the Ten Thousand Demon Sect disappeared with the body of the Forgotten Dust Sword Venerable, is all this really a coincidence, or is it an ulterior motive? For ten thousand years, they have been eyeing the entire Kyushu, eager to seize it for themselves, how can they suddenly disappear without a trace?"

When Yang Jingyu heard this, he lowered his eyebrows and thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "Brother Xu is right, I also guess this, but I really can't think of what the purpose of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect is!"

"That old lady naturally knows that you have been taken away by her for several days, haven't you gotten a little useful news from her?"

Xu Changsheng turned his head, with a meaningful smile on his face, and stared at Yang Jingyu with flickering eyes.

"I didn't ...... No!" Yang Jingyu caught a glimpse of Xu Changsheng's smile, and suddenly felt uncomfortable.

Xu Changsheng's smile remained unchanged, and he said: "There is one more thing, I am very interested, I don't know, who is the fairy you said last night, comparable to the appearance of the moon, there are few people in this world!"

"Ahem......" Yang Jingyu simply stood up, staggered Xu Changsheng's eyes, covered his mouth with some embarrassment, and whispered: "I'm talking nonsense, Brother Xu doesn't have to take it to heart!"

"Haha, Li Jing'an! You are known as the most beautiful man in the world, the dream lover of thousands of girls, and you have reached the realm of feathering a few years earlier than me, such an excellent person as you, I really can't imagine what kind of woman can be worthy of you!"

Xu Changsheng followed Yang Jingyu and stood up with a big grin, leisurely holding his hands, and words that made Yang Jingyu extremely embarrassed came out of his mouth one after another: "Remove Ling Ruoxi, the Holy Maiden of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, the messenger of the stars and the moon, and the three fairies of the original Yuehua Palace...... What kind of heavenly ladies do I have? Xiaoshuang Xiaolu, well, they are good-looking, but their strength is not good?"

Xu Changsheng muttered to himself for a long time, shook his head vigorously, and said helplessly: "Could it be the Sword God Sect's sword that uses a sword to excel? No, the sword has been masked all day, how do you know what he looks like!"

"Jian Yi is a man!" Yang Jingyu was speechless at Xu Changsheng's guess, and without thinking, he said this sentence with certainty.

"Oh! That guy has fine skin and tender meat, the ghost believes that he is a man, don't forget, I am a clever Xu Changsheng!"

Xu Changsheng straightened his chest and glared at Yang Jingyu with great pride, but in front of the handsome man in front of him, who was a head taller than him, his words seemed to be lacking in confidence.

"I have to admit that you're smarter than I am!"

He just sighed gloomily, straightened up again, and said with a deep smile: "But you are inferior to me, and there are women you like who dare not admit it." I can tell you, be careful of being married by others, your bamboo basket is empty, and it is not good to become a monk! I think I was back then, because I was not good-looking, very inferior, and I didn't dare to admit that I liked the cuihua in the east of the village, and later, she married Li Erniu from the same village, and I cried for three days, and my snot blew into foam, which made me sad......

A black line fell on Yang Jingyu's face.

Xu Changsheng, who fell into memories, was still chattering about the beautiful loves he missed when he was a teenager, including Xiaohong, a girl in the Qinglou, tofu Shih Tzu Sanniang and so on. I saw that his face couldn't help but show a melancholy color, one moment like laughing, another like crying. laughed heartlessly, cried to death.

Xu Changsheng unreservedly revealed his relationship history, Yang Jingyu's face was full of black lines, and he didn't stop drinking out of politeness, but he could only put down the peach fan and plug his ears with his hands. Qilu on the side heard it with relish, dragging her cheeks, following the expression on Xu Changsheng's face, or sighing, or sad, or happy, or sobbing quietly, before she interjected for a long time: "I can't imagine that you have a lot of Fengyue history, no wonder you like to go into the Qinglou to see the girl so much!"

"Xiaolu, that's just because I haven't met the right person, otherwise, who would be alone and only go to the end of the world without love!"

Xu Changsheng stretched his waist, and unconsciously his eyes were covered with a veil, which was wet.

Qilu saw it in her eyes and handed out her handkerchief with concern. Xu Changsheng took it with a touched face. But he was reluctant to wipe the tears that fell out, but put them on the tip of his nose, sniffed it gently, and suddenly his eyes lit up, staring at Qilu's lovely face, and said with a lewd smile: "It's so fragrant!"

"Color, don't change your mind!"

Qilu kicked him to the ground, and suddenly felt helpless, and his face turned red in an instant, like a hibiscus flower, after a continuous autumn rain, showing a faint red. His cheeks were flushed with shyness, he turned around, lowered his face, and raised the phoenix hairpin on his head, which was touching.

Yang Jingyu's eyes widened, glanced at the movements of the two, as if he understood something, and gently opened the peach wood fan, letting the wind between the fans swing the long hair on his forehead and sway gently, with a smile on his face.

Xu Changsheng touched his nose in embarrassment, thickened his cheeks, stood up and handed the handkerchief to Qilu, with a warm smile on his face, and said, "Thank you!"

Qilu raised her head and looked at Xu Changsheng's ordinary face, and couldn't help but feel moved in her heart.

Although he is not handsome, he is very attractive!

The person I want doesn't need to be a hero of the world, and I don't need him to wear golden armor and walk on colorful auspicious clouds to marry me.

As long as I can lift my head, he will be by my side and look at me gently. As long as he is right at a glance, he doesn't need to be too handsome, just look good, just like it, this is the person I want!

Somehow, Qilu's heart pounded, turned her body again, and said, "You have used it, I don't want it!"

Xu Changsheng scratched his head, touched the handkerchief of his high-class daughter's family embroidered with two mandarin ducks playing in the water, and unceremoniously put it into his pocket.

"Brother Xu, I wonder what you're going to do next?"

Yang Jingyu closed the fan slightly, and asked Xu Changsheng.

As soon as Qilu heard this, she couldn't care about being shy, and immediately turned around, looked at Xu Changsheng expectantly, and said, "If you have nothing to do, why don't you come with us, and I'll take you to see the prosperity of Kyoto!"

Xu Changsheng straightened up, stood up straight, clenched his fists heavily to Yang Jingyu and Qi Lu, shook his head and said, "Over the years, I have been wandering the rivers and lakes, and I have been investigating the reason for the sudden disappearance of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, but unfortunately I have found nothing. Escaping month by month, it is very likely that I will have to ask Ling Ruoxi, the Holy Maiden of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, to find out the traces of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect!"

Yang Jingyu nodded slowly, hugged his fist to Xu Changsheng again, and said awe-inspiringly: "Brother Xu's chivalrous heart, let Jing'an admire!

Xu Changsheng smiled indifferently, turned his head to look at Qilu, and said lightly: "You don't have to see the outside like this, I will come when I have a chance." Farewell, two!"

He turned around, his thin back was dyed with an unreal golden light under the rays of the sun, and the warm morning sun stretched his shadow very long, until it hung down to the mottled shadows of the trees, only to see him walking in the wind, his dirty body seemed to melt into the heaven and earth, and was strangled into the color of snow by a green silk.

"Brother Xu, be careful all the way! Remember to look for me when you come to Kyoto!

With a hint of reluctance in her eyes, Qilu took a few steps forward, looked at Xu Changsheng's back as she disappeared into the mountains, pinched the corners of her clothes, and was overshadowed.