"No, you don't. Chi Shu raised his hand and pointed to the white curling below, and suddenly said seriously: "Only I know, she is really not afraid of anything." Yes...... The little thing that always yells at me and screams at her is so much that I want to crush her just thinking about it. ”

Ji Heng shook his fan, looked down with deep eyes, and hooked his lips, "What's the matter?"

"Hahaha......" In the depths of the clouds, Chi Shu was laughing loudly, as if he had heard some funny joke, laughing so much that the shoulders were unsteady, and the green silk in front of his temples was drooping, "You can put away your ridiculous curiosity, why don't you worry about whether your little chess piece can get the frost life spirit as you wish." ”

Ji Heng raised his eyebrows, put away the fan but smiled without saying a word.

This kind of conversation didn't last long, and when the two of them disappeared, Xu was destined to miss the golden brilliance that suddenly volleyed up in the frost punishment territory.

......

Thousand Mountains Roll (End)

The sea breeze is gentle, the waves are rolling, stirring up a thousand layers of microwaves. The sky was gray and foggy, a little hazy and hazy. But after a while, the endless Stygian Sea sky showed a glimmer of light, followed by the warm morning light, the glow of the sun, and the golden sea surface of the early sun was infinitely lingering.

The red dress was as bright as fire, fluttering gently with the sea breeze, with a rare tenderness and gentleness, she walked quietly on the silent beach in the open sky, beside her were two figures, one slender and one small, one slender and one elegant, the afterglow of the warm sun hit them, and even the reflection seemed so gentle.

Sang Wushi looked down at his footprints on the beach below him, Qingli's face was calm, and he said softly: "Silent Cloud, I'm going back to the Futu Palace, are you sure you want to go with you?" ”

Silent Cloud still used the disguise technique to cover the eye-catching white hair, the blue and black hair flew, and a smile appeared on his handsome and good-looking face, "Is it too late to regret not letting me follow you now?"

Stopping and turning his head to look at him, there was a hint of seriousness in Sang Wushi's chuckling tone, "Although I like it there, not everyone is like me. Maybe you've been there once and never want to step into it again for the rest of your life. ”

A place like the Futu Palace, which is always in the dark night, does not see the light, only smells the darkness, and it is indeed not something that ordinary people want to live there. No one likes to live in darkness and gore all the time, and a person as ethereal and casual as Silent Cloud should not be bound or constrained by anything. He should be free. Sang Wushi didn't know if he could be as powerful as Zi Mo and could easily hide the aura on his body without being discovered, but if he was brought into the demon world like this, if Chi Shu's ancestor discovered his specialness, he was afraid of causing some trouble.

And looking at the appearance of silent clouds who wanted to speak and stopped, Sang Wushi's eyebrows bent, and the corners of her lips rose and she was about to speak, but the voice behind her made her body stiffen for a moment.

"No time?"

It was a voice as clear as water, accompanied by a breeze, like a warm sun, but the smile that raised at the corner of her lips gradually disappeared. Turning around slowly, under the clear blue sky, the lonely man is still so familiar with his face, still so pure and beautiful as if he is not mixed with a trace of earthly impurities, the snow is proud and clear, and the elegance is left behind.

With such a familiar face and such a familiar voice, Sang Wushi has seen Wuxian for a long, long time. The wind is warm and the fog is warm, and his eyes are facing each other, he is as clear and tranquil as ever, his eyes are as clear as water, and he looks at her with a little surprise and surprise.

"Wushi, why are you here?" The indigo robe moved slightly, and he smiled lightly and slowly walked towards Sang Wushi.

She looked at such a good-looking person in front of her, looked at the warm and smiling eyes, and there was no trace of the inappropriate emotion at the moment. The stiff body had recovered, but she suddenly felt a little cold, for a long time, for a long time, Sang smiled all the time, and his voice quipped with doubt: "You came to pick me up?"

A trace of discomfort flashed on the white face of the man in front of him, and his eyes were a little evasive, "No...... No, I'm just walking around, passing by. ”

Raising his eyebrows, Sang suddenly leaned his face over and smiled sheepishly, "Where can you pass by here?" blinked, his smiling eyes seemed to be extremely interested in this question, and the brilliance in his eyes was dazzling.

Desireless but uncomfortably tilted his head, and an unnatural flush gradually appeared on his cheeks, "You know, the sea is too wide...... Maybe you're lost. ”

"Oh~ The desireless adults of the dignified Futu Palace will get lost in the Stygian Sea...... You ......," she said with a wry smile.

He hurriedly looked at the silent Zimo and Silent Yun, and opened the topic and asked, "Who are these two ......?"

"My good friend. This is Zimo, and this is Lonely Cloud. Sang Wushi introduced the two of them to Desireless one by one, but when he turned his eyes, he found that Desireless's gaze was a little complicated, he pulled her over and asked in a low voice: "What is the origin of these two people, why can't you feel their cultivation?"

Sang smiled from time to time, noncommittal, "Hey...... It's a long story, let's talk about it on the road. She waved her hand, raised her eyes and smiled, "Is there something you came to me for?"

Speaking of this, the expression on Desireless's face was a little serious, "The ancient gods are about to start." ”

Sang Wushi's heart was shocked, and he sighed a little, "Eight hundred years have passed so quickly......

The Great Battle of the Ancient Gods in the Five Realms is held once every 800 years, when the Five Realms are boiling, and the four seas are surging, because it is a ring where there are many strong people, where no matter life and death, regardless of identity, only about strength and winning or losing, it is a stage that is unwilling to be weak and try to prove itself. The ancient gods of the past 10,000 years have always been like this.

"Yes, I know that you have entered the Thousand Mountains, but I don't know why I can't find out your news, except for Wusheng, whose whereabouts are unknown, and you and me at this moment, and now the others in the palace have rushed away. "Desireless.

Sang Wushi was silent for a while before saying, "Who is going to the Futu Palace?"

Wu Xuan glanced at her indistinguishable expression, and the corners of her lips moved, "No extinction, no inferiority, and ......" He didn't say a name behind it, but she knew it, and interrupted with a smile, as if she didn't care, and said: "That's it, after all, it's not my turn to be Sang Wushi." ”

Silent Cloud was interested in hearing this, and asked, "What is the Ancient God's Great Fight?"

Sang Wushi glanced at him a few times, blinked and said, "An ordinary person can only look down and dare not go up...... Well, maybe..."

Silent Cloud ignored her quips, smiled warmly, and didn't ask any more.

Stretching his waist, Sang Wushi said lazily: "It's time for the Demon Realm Black Market to open." ”

Desireless nodded, "Anyway, we're already late, Lord Chi is already out of the customs now, there will naturally be news when we are needed, we can go to the black market first to find some useful things, and we will not be too late to come when the big fight is held in this Stygian Sea." ”