Translucent.

With the autumn water of Kunpeng Qingyun.

Mu Ningshuang stood on the wall of Yanchao Pass with a solemn expression, and the howling wind blew her clothes up.

Her gaze looked in the direction of the White Rock Mountain, which was shrouded in black clouds and became smaller and smaller in her sight.

Finally, she let out a long breath as if she had made up her mind, and then took a sharp step forward on the wall with a resolute face, and then stretched out her hands and prepared to jump off the wall, trying to jump off the back of the Kunpeng, which was a thousand feet above the ground.

But as soon as her feet were off the ground, a hand suddenly rested on her shoulder.

And this hand seemed to have a weight of a thousand catties, so lightly put on Mu Ningshuang's shoulder, and Mu Ningshuang, who had just jumped up, sank down and couldn't move a bit.

"Are you trying to save my boy?"

Just when Mu Ningshuang wondered who this was, Yang Wanli's voice came from his ears.

"Uncle Yang, why are you ......?"

Mu Ningshuang turned her head to look at Yang Wanli in some surprise.

At this time, Yang Wanli had already recovered his bad old man appearance, but his face was very bad at this time.

"Really?"

Yang Wanli continued to ask with a smile.

"Yes...... Yes!"

After hesitating for a moment, Mu Ningshuang finally nodded seriously.

"But do you know that if you go on like this, you may never be able to return to Qiushui. ”

Yang Wanli stared straight at Mu Ningshuang's eyes, and a sly light flashed in his eyes.

"I ...... I know. ”

Faced with Yang Wanli's question, Mu Ningshuang hesitated again, and only said after dodging his gaze:

"So even if I can't save him, I don't want to leave him alone, even if I can be a companion with him on the Huangquan Road. ”

When she said this, her cold and beautiful face showed a resolute shyness.

"Hahaha......"

Hearing this, Yang Wanli laughed loudly.

"With me, the master, leave the matter of saving people to me. ”

After laughing, Yang Wanli looked at Mu Ningshuang and said.

"But ......"

"Your chances are there. ”

Mu Ningshuang had just spoken, but was interrupted by Yang Wanli, who pointed in the direction where the figure Kunpeng was flying.

"My apprentice's fate is not there, but in the ten states, if you two can grasp each other's next opportunity, there will be a time to see each other again. ”

He continued.

After speaking, he stopped explaining and jumped down.

Immediately, Mu Ningshuang only saw that Yang Wanli, who was flying down, a ray of brilliance shot out, and two huge wings were born from his back.

As this pair of huge wings flapped violently, after a piercing air explosion, Yang Wanli had already disappeared in place, and the next moment it had turned into a small point of light and fell to the top of Baishi Mountain.

"My chance...... Where is it?"

Mu Ningshuang, who was stunned with a stunned face, came back to his senses, muttered a sentence in his mouth, and then bit his lip and looked in the direction of Baishi Mountain and said:

"Li Yunsheng, you must live well, I will definitely come back to you. ”

......

The altar of the sword mound.

The surviving Qiushui disciples who witnessed this series of changes all shrank back in place with pale faces at this time, and they all fell silent.

Fortunately, there were basically some elders in each cave mansion who survived, so Song Shuwen followed the plan he had made with Mr. Big at the beginning, and let these elders appease these surviving disciples, and then send them back to each cave mansion in batches.

As the only survivor who knew about this plan, Song Shuwen looked at the empty altar and the stone pillars that were empty and only had holes left, and his heart was full of amazement.

"Senior brother. ”

Liu Qingqing, the owner of Baiyuan Garden, walked to Song Shuwen's side, although a large part of the lifting of Kunpeng's seal relied on the power of the old people in Qiushui, but as the leader of the lifting of the seal, Liu Qingqing had almost reached the point where the oil well lamp was dry.

"Senior sister, why don't you rest well and come out to do something?"

Song Shuwen looked at Liu Qingqing's weak appearance and said with a worried face.

"It's okay, I'm fine, and what we do is really insignificant compared to those old people. ”

Liu Qingqing shook his head.

"There is one last mantra left in my white ruler, which is a prayer spell. ”

She suddenly took out the white ruler in her arms.

When Song Shuwen heard this, he immediately understood what Liu Qingqing wanted to do.

"I'll help you. ”

Although he was very worried about Liu Qingqing's body, he understood Liu Qingqing's mind at the moment.

As he spoke, he saw Song Shuwen holding Liu Qingqing standing on the altar, and the two of them held the white ruler in their hands together, and then the white ruler emitted a white halo, completely illuminating the somewhat dim altar.

"May my disciples drift in a foreign land in the autumn water, not be humiliated, not be hungry and cold, and be safe......"

Liu Qingqing's voice "faded away" with the cold wind above his head, and finally became inaudible.

Kunpeng's huge figure dragged a long trajectory through the air, and soon disappeared into the sea of clouds and disappeared into the north.

And Qiushui also completely disappeared in the ten states, as if it had never appeared.

......

An unnamed mountain next to Mt. Shiraishi.

Although Qiushui is gone, the battle here has not subsided.

Because the Water Moon Stone was all destroyed, everything that happened on this nameless peak next to Baishi Mountain at this moment has become the largest secret talk in the ten states in the past thousand years.

Although Yang Wanli had long been mentally prepared, although he had seen countless grotesque scenes in his long years.

But at this moment, all that happened on this nameless mountain peak still moved him a little.

I saw that on this mountain peak, which had no life, there was a very rhythmic explosion of impacts, and every time the impact sounded, the whole mountain shook violently.

When his feet stepped on the land of this mountain peak, a wave of death suddenly invaded his divine soul, but he didn't pay too much attention to it, but continued to walk forward until he saw Li Yunsheng.

Seeing this, at this time, it was no longer like a disciple who was alone.

He roared and asked Qin Ke, who had been smashed by him, "Who am I", and mechanically smashed it down.

It was obvious that Qin Ke still had a trace of life, but his rapidly repaired ghost king body still couldn't keep up with the speed of Li Yunsheng's fist damage.

Just when Yang Wanli was only a hundred steps away from Li Yunsheng, Li Yunsheng turned his head vigilantly.

"You, you know, I am, who?"

When he saw Yang Wanli, Li Yunsheng first paused, and then looked at Yang Wanli with confused and painful eyes and asked.

"I know. ”

Yang Wanli nodded calmly as he continued to walk towards him.

"I am, who?"

Seeing Yang Wanli nodding, Li Yunsheng's cloudy eyes suddenly lit up, and he put down his fist and stood up to look at Yang Wanli.