In the territory of Dongtu, a majestic and upright mountain peak stands and falls, which is located in a remote area, surrounded by no one and inaccessible.

The mountains stretched over like galloping horses. The green trees on the mountain are green, the flowers compete with each other, colorful, it is really a beautiful picture. Far away from the world, halfway up the mountainside, misty, crisp birdsong, loud insect chirp, misty white mist churning, like a fairyland on earth.

On the top of the peak, in front of a smooth mirror-like boulder, a woman dressed in green clothes, her clothes fluttering, her hair dancing in the wind.

The woman in Tsing Yi stood in front of the boulder, her expression was a little confused, and her eyes were full of memories. The woman in Tsing Yi stretched out her right hand and placed it on the boulder, caressing the notch of a name on the boulder, and on her cheeks, there was a hint of madness, anger, joy, sorrow, or disturbance......... The five flavors are complicated, all of which are displayed on her beautiful and incomprehensible face.

The name on the boulder was carved by the woman in Tsing Yi herself, and she would come here every day, standing in front of the boulder, looking at the name carved on the boulder, ten years like a day. And the memories brought to her by this name are emerging in front of her eyes one by one.

On a piece of green grass, a young man in plain clothes, following an old Taoist priest, the hair between his sideburns fluttered in the wind, and when he was getting farther and farther, the young man in plain clothes turned his head and left only a name.

Although there is only one name left, it is for the woman in Tsing Yi to carve it on the boulder and see it every day. At the same time, it is also engraved in her heart, lingering, but missing day and night.

"Senior Sister Tsing Yi, the master is gathering the disciples in the sect in the main hall, and it seems that there is something important to announce. ”

When the woman in Tsing Yi was deeply memories, a young girl with a ponytail walked over with a little jump.

On the top of the peak, the wind was a little strong, blowing their clothes and hunting. The valley is deep and secluded, from bottom to top, with a faint fragrance of flowers and a little moist smell of earth.

"Today is the annual sect competition of this sect. Why is the little junior sister so desolate?"

The woman in Tsing Yi walked out of her memories, her autumn eyes were full of energy, just looking at the name on the boulder, she was still a little distracted.

It's been ten years, you're ...... Are you okay?

"Senior Sister Tsing Yi?"

The ponytail girl's expression was a little displeased, she pouted, stretched out her hand, and gently shook the arm of the woman in Tsing Yi. The tone was a little angry, as if he had been greatly wronged.

The ponytail girl's eyes were misty, and she looked at the woman in Tsing Yi with some pity.

"I was taught a lesson by the master again. ”

The woman in Tsing Yi turned around, stretched out her hand and touched the ponytail girl's forehead a little dotingly. "You, if you can make the master worry less, our sect will be a lot more peaceful. ”

"No, senior sister. There are a lot of people in the sect who wear armor and hold weapons. I just stopped them, asked them, and had some quarrels with them, and after being reprimanded by the master, the master asked me to find my sister to go to the main hall. ”

If someone comes to the mountain gate, it is the duty of the disciples in the door to go forward and ask about it. Not only did those people not cooperate, but they also showed a fierce and vicious appearance!

The more the ponytail girl thought about it, the more aggrieved she became, and the moisture in her eyes was also a little richer, and in the corner of her eyes, there were faint tears flickering.

"Soldiers of the Eastern Soil?"

The woman in Tsing Yi frowned, the sect she was in was hidden outside the red dust, and she didn't ask about worldly things, how could people from the east come to the door by trekking through mountains and rivers?

If there is chaos today, whether it is the inner rivers and lakes or the outer rivers and lakes, they may not be beyond the world. A trace of worry appeared in the eyes of the woman in Tsing Yi, she stretched out her hand, led the ponytail girl, and left this peak with her clothes fluttering.

Under the surging dark tide, all parties are fighting-for-tat, fighting in the air, and there are many schemes, and everyone wants to use a plan to determine the world!

"Young master. Tu Mo has left the Xiaoyao Pavilion and descended to Kunlun Ruins!"

"Young master. Tu Mo has gone down the mountain and headed for Zhongzhou!"

"Young master. Tu Mo has already fulfilled the legacy of the former kings of Zhongzhou!"

Tu Mo, this person who was unknown when he was still a king in Middle-earth, now affects his whole body.

As soon as Tu Mo's figure left the Xiaoyao Pavilion, the eyes of the four directions shone on. There is expectation, there is waiting, there is ruthlessness, and there is indifference.........

If Tu Mo returns to Zhongzhou unharmed, the situation in Zhongzhou will be certain, and some people will be happy and some people will be sad.

The spies lurking around the Xiaoyao Pavilion all prayed to their masters.

Northern Desert.

"Good. Xiao Kui, summon the thirty-six Tiangang of the barren clouds, we must go to Tu Mo on the way to send off the new king of Zhongzhou!"

Just out of the white painting of the Northern Desert King's bedroom, standing upright, after listening to the report from the spies, he immediately laughed. His eyes wandered, and he opened his mouth to order Xiao Kui, who was standing beside him, and set off for Jinggu Avenue.

Southern Wilderness.

"Hedao people, you have a deep relationship with this Tu Mo. Tu Mo, I don't like this person very much. ”

In the royal court of the Southern Wilderness, a voice was a little rough and ordered to go down.

Western regions.

"Gather soldiers and horses, on the Thorny Ancient Avenue, press the troops, and wait for Tu Mo!"

This is a command in the royal court of the Western Regions.

Bamboo.

Between the lonely cliffs and valleys, there is this Lingyun atmosphere. It is graceful, slender and feminine.

It, evergreen all year round, light and delicate, has not been unearthed before the knots, thin leaves, thick knots, snow can not be pressed, the wind does not break!

Thousands of miles of bamboo sea, located in the Western Regions, deep shadows!

"The head of the family has an order, catch Ye Wuyang, don't let him escape from the Western Regions, live or die. ”

Eight people dressed in black, holding a mouthful of cold light big knives in their hands, shuttled through the bamboo sea. They were in a hurry under their feet, and the withered yellow bamboo leaves they stepped on made a "click" sound, and the sound was endless.

Not far in front of them, a young man in ragged clothes with a somewhat staggering figure held a Qiushui sword tightly in his palm, and fled with a somewhat panicked expression.

The hair of the young man's temples swayed in the wind, and there were bloodshot tricks flowing from the corners of his eyes. His face was a little pale, and his breathing was a little rapid in his mouth and nose.

"Can't escape?"

It was just a moment's effort, and just when the young man was a little exhausted, the eight black-clothed people who followed closely behind him suddenly rushed up, and the big knives in their hands, glowing with a little cold, surrounded the fleeing youth.

"I'm just an unknown person in the Taoist school, and I was so favored by the head of the family, in order to kill me, I actually dispatched you!"

The young man stood in the middle of the eight, his figure was lonely, and when he raised his hand, he held the handle of the Qiushui Sword. The sound of the sword coming out of the sheath sounded, and the line moved with the sound, and the young man instantly pulled out a few sword flowers and rushed away, threatening to open a gap so that he could escape.

He is no match for the eight men in black in front of him, and he has no intention of fighting, just because he has no determination to die!

Being alive is very important to him.

"Negative recalcitrant ones, kill!"

The eight black-clothed men moved, the black-clothed swayed, their feet were in a hurry, and the eight big knives were chopping, chopping, or stabbing, and cold rays roared from all directions. The sword flower that the young man pulled out shattered, and in the blink of an eye, there were several more bleeding wounds on the young man's body, and blood was bleeding from the corners of his mouth, and he looked very embarrassed.

"I don't want to die!"

The young man propped himself on the ground with one foot, and his body fell backwards in an instant, narrowly avoiding the cold light of the swords that came from the horizontal slash. The Qiushui sword held tightly in the palm of the young man's hand slashed from left to right, pulling out a full moon, instantly crushing the attack of the eight men in black.

"There's a vacancy up there!"

The young man suddenly stood up straight, stomped on his feet, and his body floated lightly in the air. A leisurely falling bamboo leaf fell leisurely in the air, and the young man's feet clicked on the falling bamboo leaves, and in an instant, the young man's body swept through the air, escaping from the encirclement of the eight black-clothed men.

The wound was bleeding non-stop, and the young man with a somewhat unstable body almost fell to the ground at the moment he landed. He quickly stabilized his body, clicked a few times on various wounds, temporarily stopped the bleeding, and then began to flee all the way again!

Dongtu.

"Mo Yun, hurry up and arrive at Jinggu Avenue as soon as possible. ”

On the BMW carved car, the words of snow like smoke came from the chariot covered by the curtain.

Accompanying the chariots were hundreds of cavalry and infantry in armor and swords and axes. In the midst of them, a large chess piece stood high in the air, and the hunt sounded. On the flag, engraved with Dongtu, two gilded characters, make people eye-catching.

"Yes, young master. ”

Mo Yun, who was driving, took the order, and the long whip in his hand waved on the horse's back. The five majestic and handsome horses suddenly roared, and the speed of their chariots increased considerably.

Northern Desert.

The white painting of the foot straddle the war horse, a milky white shirt fluttering wildly in the wind. Galloping all the way, the figure was a little slender Xiaokui, holding the reins in his hand, and kept following closely by Bai Hua's side.

Behind the white painting, there are thirty-six soldiers, dressed in silver armor, wearing pure white cloaks, scimitars hanging from their waists, and holding red tassel spears in their hands.

All the way, under their feet filled with bursts of yellow sand and loess. A sense of slaughter is daunting.

This is the 36 Tiangang of the Northern Desert, the elite of the elite, the thirty-six of them can take the head of the enemy general in the crowd of 10,000 people, kill in and out, and make the enemy army terrified!

They have guns in their hands that can nail men and horses to the ground. The scimitars at their waists can be unsheathed to slash the heads of their enemies.

Although there are only 36 people in the 36th Tiangang of the Wild Clouds, it can rival an army of 10,000 people!

"Young master. Jinggu Avenue is almost here. ”

Looking ahead, a quaint avenue came into view, the avenue was very wide, the road was very flat, but on the wide road, there was no trace of emerald green.

Weeds don't grow, weeds don't exist.

Xiao Kui said at the side of Bai Hua, galloping along the way, and the bumps on the horse, making her a weak woman who was powerless, a little unbearable.

She is not a person who marches and fights, but just hides behind the scenes, giving advice.

Slow down, at the entrance of Jinggu Avenue, waiting for Tu Mo's arrival. ”

Bai Hua shouted. He tightened the reins in his hand, and the galloping horse neighed, and the four iron hooves slowed down.

Jinggu Avenue.

This ancient road, which was built by the Great Qin Empire with huge manpower and material resources, is a strategic main road, and is also a necessary place to transport troops and grain and grass.

Jinggu Avenue, across thousands of miles, stretches to the Western Regions, the Northern Desert, and the Southern Wilderness.

"There is no more freedom in the Pavilion. If I come back here again, it will be the time when the world will be unified, and then there will be no one in the world to stop me from getting away. ”

Xiaoyaozi is gone, and Tu Mo is also gone. In the Xiaoyao Pavilion, a stream, a small bridge, and a row of houses are hidden in silence among the green trees.

Tu Mo was dressed in plain clothes, holding the Afang Dingqin sword in his hand, with a burden on his shoulders, moving under his feet, out of Xiaoyao Pavilion, and down the Kunlun Ruins.

At ten o'clock in the evening, the sun sets in the western mountains, and a complete round of sunset is obscured by the mountains. Like a bloody remnant sun, the sky is imprinted red.

Jinggu Avenue. It was the only way for Tu Mo to return to Zhongzhou, but when he was about to reach Jinggu Avenue, Tu Mo stopped his moving figure.

At the entrance from Kunlun Ruins to Jinggu Avenue, a young man in milky white clothes stood with his hands in his hands, his eyes facing each other, and he and Tu Mo glanced at each other in the air.

"The people who are stopping me from going back to Middle-earth?"

Tu Mo just frowned, then raised his legs, moved his body, and walked to the young man's side, the corner of his eyes swept slightly, there were not many of them, but they were all elites. Tu Mo's figure did not pause at all, and directly bypassed the young man in milky white clothes.

"Brother Tu Shi, I am a white painting in the Northern Desert, and I have been waiting for Brother Tu Shi here for a long time. ”

Seeing that Tu Mo was walking around, Bai Hua was about to pass by his side, so he closed the folding fan in his hand and spoke.

If Bai Hua didn't open his mouth to leave Tu Mo, this Tu Mo would go on until he met people from the Western Regions, the Southern Wilderness, and the Eastern Regions.

If this is the case, it is not what Bai Hua has in mind.

"White painting, young master of the Northern Desert, what are you talking about me?"

Tu Mo paused, tilted his head sideways, and looked at the young man in a milky white shirt with a folding fan in his hand out of the corner of his eye.

It's just that the milky white clothes have been stained with a little dust.

"Brother Lao Tu is interested in it, and I remember the name of the white painting. Brother Tu Shi's trip, but the road is not very smooth, I am waiting here, just to send Brother Tu Shi, safely arrived in Zhongzhou. ”

Bai Hua opened the folding fan in his hand, placed it across his chest, and shook it gently. He paced, his eyes crooked, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he came to Tu Mo.

"It's uneven, I don't know what the young master of the Northern Desert means, is someone trying to prevent me from going to Zhongzhou?"

Tu Mo's expression was as usual, and his eyes were not shocked. "I don't know which side the young master of the Northern Desert is saying is blocking me? Northern Desert, Western Regions, Southern Wilderness, Eastern Soil?"

Tu Mo's tone was very calm, and his firm Dao heart could make him not afraid of anything.

"Brother Tu Shi's status is noble, but not everyone wants Brother Tu to return to Zhongzhou safely. That's why I will lead the Thirty-six Heavenly Gang of the Desolate Clouds in the Northern Desert to wait for Brother Tu Shi here, and send Brother Tu Shi back to Zhongzhou to become the new king of this Central Continent!"

Bai Hua smiled at the corner of his eyes, and the folding fan in his hand kept shaking. Taking the new king of Zhongzhou as a guide, Bai Hua wanted to hear Tu Mo say those words in person.

"I'm just a man of the mountains. ”

Tu Mo's eyes turned, and he glanced at the thirty-six people waiting on the side with the corner of his eye, with a pestle on the ground, holding a scimitar at his waist, and a sense of murder permeated.

"If anyone stands in my way, I will kill him! If I return to Middle-earth, there will be no new king in Middle-earth. ”

As soon as Tu Mo's words fell, he raised his legs and left. Bai Hua looked at Tu Mo's back, his eyes were crooked, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was very strong. He waved his hand, and after a distance from Tu Mo, he followed.

Bai Hua got the answer he wanted, and this Tu Mo really made him very happy.

"Young master, this Tu Mo doesn't look as simple as it appears on the surface!"

Xiao Kui stood with her hands on her waist, and after glancing at Tu Mo's back, she lowered her head and whispered to Bai Hua's side.

"Tu Mo, but he's a fierce rival. What makes me happy is the indifferent nature of the Taoist school and the firm Taoist heart. ”

The folding fan in Bai Hua's hand never stopped, and the smile on his face became stronger and stronger.

As long as you are no longer in imperial power, no matter how invincible you are in the world, you will eventually fall into the fingertips of my white paintings.

"From now on, there will be no new king in Middle-earth. It's wonderful, wonderful!"

"Young master. Is Tu Mo cultivating the plank road in the Ming Dynasty and secretly crossing Chen Cang!"

Xiao Kui said, but a touch of enemy couldn't help but appear in her eyes. This Tu Mo gave her a very bad feeling, and this feeling made Xiaokui very unhappy in her heart.

"Hahaha......... What is the human nature of the Guigu school, Xiaokui, you should know better than me. How did you fall into that cliché? This Tu Mo is different from all the people in the world. ”

Bai Hua smiled, and a chuckle came out of his mouth and nose. He tilted his head sideways, glanced at Xiao Aoi and said.

"Young master, Xiao Kui understands. ”

Jinggu Avenue on.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, the figures of Tu Mo and Bei Mo and his party were dragged for a very long, long time.........

Dongtu.

"For the sake of a Tu Mo, this Northern Desert actually dispatched the Thirty-six Tiangang of Wild Clouds, and Bai Hua is a scheming person, who is definitely not very human, and it is a little terrifying. ”

Xue Ruyan, who got out of the chariot, only brought a few people with her, lurking in the shadows, her eyes wandering, watching all this.

The 36 Tiangang of the barren clouds in the Northern Desert is not only a sharp blade on the battlefield, but also the highest etiquette for the Northern Desert to welcome distinguished guests.

Bai Hua would make this move, but it was unexpected. For unexpected things, Xue Ruyan attaches great importance to it, and Bai Hua this person can't help but increase a little in her heart.

"Keep up. If Tu Mo accepts the help of the Northern Desert, I will send troops to attack Zhongzhou. If Tu Mo didn't accept it, then wait and see what happened. ”

The snow in the dark was like smoke and commanded. The group was sneaking in the dark, and they also followed Tu Mo's figure, moving.

Western regions.

"Brother Tu Shi, but let me wait in the Western Regions!"

In front, there was a sudden roar of a war horse, and a loud laugh, which made Tu Mo's moving body stop.

Tu Mo raised his eyes and looked at the group of people in front of him, his expression was as usual. His hands hung at his sides, and he clenched a sword in the palm of his left hand.

As soon as Bai Hua raised his hand and signaled everyone to stop, he smiled in the corner of his eyes and watched the changes. He was waiting, waiting for Tu Mo to speak.

It's not just the white paintings that are waiting, but the snow and smoke lurking in the shadows are also waiting.