seemed to feel something, when Long Fengxuan left, Xiao Rou seemed to have something in his eyes, and suddenly looked back, Long Fengxuan had already left, and she didn't see anything.

"What's wrong, Xiaorou? What are you looking at?"

Li Qinhan looked at Xiao Rou's strange appearance, and opened his mouth suspiciously, originally because of Long Fengxuan's matter, Xiao Rou's relationship with Qin Han Sect has always been very poor, but fortunately, if Leng Han mediates in the middle, this rare opportunity, Li Qinhan of course wants to ease the relationship with his own sister, after all, this is Li Qinhan's only closest relative in the world.

"Nothing ......"

Suddenly, Xiao Rou, who felt empty in her heart, said silently, since just now, she has always had a feeling, as if something has left her, and she has the urge to cry with sadness.

"Alas....."

In the inner world, the spirit body Xiao Rou shook her head, and Long Fengxuan's silence she saw in her eyes, because of the problem of the sword and the dragon, Xiao Rou and Long Fengxuan have always been separated by the Qinhan Sect, and they are destined to have no fate.

Xiao Rou didn't hear the spirit's sigh, and she couldn't tell Xiao Rou the truth, so she could only silently hope that Xiao Rou would learn to be strong in the future, this kind-hearted girl, no wonder this is the love that the monk said, and the spirit Xiao Rou doesn't understand it too well.

With a feeling of loss, Long Fengxuan walked aimlessly, and the Fairy Sword Valley, which was originally as beautiful as a fairyland, tasted like chewing wax in Long Fengxuan's eyes at this moment, and he no longer had the heart to appreciate it.

Thinking back to the bits and pieces of getting along with Xiaorou at the beginning, starting from Qinglian City, that kind little girl left a deep impression in her heart, in Qinglian City, she followed Uncle Yun to wander around, recalling that innocent time.

Picking the most beautiful flowers and secretly placing them in the residence of Xiao Rou in the City Lord's Mansion, secretly looking at Xiao Rou's surprise appearance, full of warmth and happiness. Qin Han Sect gave the immortal fate, and Xiaorou and Leng Hanruo passed the test, and became an inner disciple in one fell swoop.

Then the extremely dangerous qi into the body, the sloppy cutting of hair and marrow, and then the hunting of demon beasts, every time is struggling on the edge of death, the terrifying breath of Kunpeng in the past is still in Long Fengxuan's mind, the original self is fearless, the long sword is waved, angrily slashing the wings of the Peng bird, and then the year-end big competition, and Leng Hanruo decisive duel, under a conspiracy, the three of them fell to the forbidden ground......

The past is like smoke, all this is over, all the worries of the day, in order to ease the relationship between Xiaorou and Qinha, he resolutely decided to leave the Qinhan Sect, and finally stepped into the Yuanying Realm, I thought that those hardships had passed, this is to see Xiaorou return to the Qinhan Sect after the scene is so warm, this feeling Long Fengxuan has a deep experience, since Long Zhan left, he has never experienced this feeling again.

The oath he made that day to always guard Xiao Rou's side was finally going to break his promise, obviously telling that he liked Xiao Rou and was content to see her happy, but every time he thought of this, Long Fengxuan's heart was a colic, quite unpleasant, maybe leaving Xiao Rou and never appearing in front of her, this is the most correct choice, but why is he so uncomfortable?

With the aimless walking, Long Fengxuan's eyes were full of tears, but the girl who was thinking about it was like this in the end, I don't know why, under the choice of family affection and Long Fengxuan's own, Long Fengxuan would rather choose Qinhan Sect with Xiaorou.

Long Fengxuan, who was full of tears, continued to walk aimlessly, at this moment his heart was extremely uncomfortable, it was a wordless pain, the tears finally stopped rolling in his eyes, and the big drops fell to the ground, and suddenly Long Fengxuan walked, and a familiar breath came not far ahead.

The grief-stricken Long Fengxuan walked aimlessly, and before he knew it, he had come to an unknown valley, and the trees were tall and gloomy.

"Boom ....."

Without warning, a lightning bolt crossed the sky, the original bright moon shone on the clear sky, as if catering to Long Fengxuan's heart, suddenly overcast, the heavy rain poured down in an instant, Long Fengxuan's true yuan automatically operated, isolating the rain curtain outside, Long Fengxuan stopped the operation of the true yuan, and let the rain flow all over the body.

"Fight with me one by one!"

Mougin, Long Fengxuan was bathed in the pouring rain all over the sky, "Brush....", the Qingying Sword should be born, and the moment the sword was drawn, a huge sword qi slashed towards the front.

"Sonorous...."

A black light also flew out of the darkness, and the two of them were separated by a distance of dozens of zhang, and a green and a black sword qi suddenly met, and the tall giant trees separated by it on the way were cut in two.

"Boom...."85

With the roar of lightning, the two rays of light slammed into each other, dissipating each other, stirring up countless raindrops, and Long Feng Xuan didn't move, staring at the black shadow that slowly appeared in front of him, letting the raindrops splashed by the sword qi wet his clothes.

"Fight with me one by one!"

Long Fengxuan roared again, Long Fengxuan, who was soaked all over his body at this moment, at this moment the raindrops gathered into a river, flowing from Long Fengxuan's hair to his face, tears had already blurred his eyes, only the cold rain could bring Long Fengxuan a trace of sobriety, fortunately, with the cover of rain, no one would notice Long Fengxuan's crying.

"Brush...."

What answered Long Fengxuan was the sound of drawing a knife, and the black figure slowly revealed its original appearance, among the people Long Fengxuan knew, a black knife and a black body, there was only one, that is, the black dragon clan where the altar of the Snow Mountain in the Sleepless City was located, Dugu Long's son, Dugu Hate, as for why he was here at this moment, I don't know for the time being.

"Heavenly Sword, Linchen Jue one by one!"

The sound of drawing the sword was echoing Long Fengxuan, and a loud shout came out of Long Fengxuan's mouth, and the Qing Ying Sword crossed a distance of dozens of zhang, Long Fengxuan jumped high, and fell from the sky fiercely, slashing towards Dugu Hatred.

"Huh?"

Dugu's hateful eyes narrowed, his brows furrowed, and the original black long knife was instantly retracted, he could see that Long Fengxuan was completely venting his emotions at this moment, and he didn't use a trace of true yuan at all, and his body that jumped high was just fighting in a disorderly manner, full of loopholes.

A swordsman would not be like this way of swordsmanship at all, this was completely a random fight, and at the moment, Dugu Hate also withdrew the true yuan, and gently lifted the black long knife to block the long sword that Long Fengxuan slashed from.

"Ding ....."

A sound of metal striking came from the rainy night, and the sword strike sent out a series of sparks, the Qing Ying Sword was originally the bronze origin of metal, and the black long knife didn't know what material it was, but it also exuded a metallic texture, and then the eyes of the two looked directly at each other.

After roaring wildly, what Long Fengxuan said was completely yelling and venting, without a trace of true yuan, he went up with his sword, and Dugu hated for a while to discover Long Fengxuan's abnormality, and he didn't use a trace of true yuan.

The figures of the two of them shuttled in the dark night, swords and swords scattered to sparks, and the giant trees fell in large swaths under the ravages of the two of them.

In the sound of "clanging", the figures of the two were staggered together in the heavy rain, the rain flew wildly, and the rain slid down the cheeks of the two from the long hair, and the black knife and the long sword slammed together again with the sound of thunder.....

For a long time, the two of them looked embarrassed, Long Fengxuan's long sword was out of his hand, Dugu hatred was no better, the black knife couldn't be held anymore, the two fell to the ground with a bang, the heavy rain fell on the faces of the two of them, Long Fengxuan's expression was full of sadness, and Dugu's face was full of exhaustion.

"Hahahahaha........"

Both laughed at the same time, one full of sadness and the other full of joy.

"Why are you crying......."

Dugu Hat's voice was still full of indifference, Long Fengxuan's sad look and chaotic swordsmanship, Dugu Hatred noticed it for a while, and after careful inspection, he actually discovered Long Fengxuan's demeanor.

Long Fengxuan didn't speak, he slowly closed his eyes, he didn't want to think about the painful scene, and let the rain fall on his face.

"It's hard to imagine that you would cry!"

Dugu hated the sharp dragon Fengxuan did not speak, and no longer looked at Long Fengxuan, but with his face facing up, the appearance of the scholar Long Fengxuan, letting the rain fall on his face, at this moment Dugu hated that it was quite comfortable, and he did not show a trace of relaxation.