It's a new day.

The sky was beginning to be gloomy again, gray clouds swept over the earth, and the sky was so low that it seemed to be within reach.

And when Bai Junqian and his party set off for a while, the rain fell from the sky.

On the way, everyone also talked more or less among themselves, and it was no longer just limited to Bai Junqian.

"Shangguan Gongzi, why didn't you go to the Spirit Sword Conference held by your sect?" asked Fan Yan, the master of the Qinglu Sect, who was wearing a brown brocade robe and looked like he was forty or fifty years old.

Hearing this, Shangguan Beiling was a little surprised, and paused for a while before replying: "My brother asked me to preside over the overall situation at home and settle those things in the court, so I just didn't go." ”

"I see. Fan Yan replied very politely.

"Actually, the deputy owner of my mountain villa took a group of disciples to the Spirit Sword Conference, but the people from the Tianyi Sect came with the news that they had all died. Yun Ruhai, the owner of Yunxi Villa, also spoke on the side.

"I still want to mourn. Shangguan Bei Zero arched his hand.

Then, several people began to talk about the Spirit Sword Conference.

After Bai Junqian listened to Shangguan Beiling's words, he couldn't help but feel that there was some coincidence, but there was such a big thing at the Spirit Sword Conference this time, but the Shangguan family didn't let Shangguan Beiling go.

He sped up to catch up with Chang Yuechen and them, and began to discuss the matter between Shangguan Huiye and the Spirit Sword Conference together.

So, after Edgeworth flew for almost half a day, the group came to Kaifeng City, a city that was still in the territory of Yingguo.

Heading south along here, you will still pass several cities, but eventually you will end up in the country of Ying.

This Kaifeng city is very prosperous, and from the city gate, countless brokerage dealers, carrying loads of goods, shouting.

"We take a break, have a cup of hot tea, and then we continue our journey. Bai Jun said.

"Yes!" the crowd responded.

"We should actually speed up, Master, Senior Sister, her life and death are unknown now. The letter said beside Bai Junqian.

Hearing the words "life and death unknown", Bai Junqian was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly denied: "No!" There was obvious worry in his tone.

"Actually, according to my idea, we can divide the troops into two ways for the time being?" Chang Yuechen asked Bai Junqian sideways while looking at the flow of people running back and forth on the street.

"But I don't even know where Lingxi is, and I don't even know whether to believe it or not, even when the man said that Lingxi was taken captive by them. Bai Jun preached melancholy.

After a while, the group set off again after drinking a cup of hot tea.

Winter is just around the corner, and the chill is slowly accumulating.

Especially when Bai Junqian and his party passed through a long chasm, thin ice had formed on the chasm, and the cold air and cold wind blew on the water, making people's bone marrow freeze.

This chasm is the most majestic man-made river in the world.

A hundred years ago, it was built by capable people, and it was connected to the country of Yu in the north and the country of Yingguo in the south, and it was endless in the south.

Most of the fertile fields on both sides of the chasm have been harvested, and the embankment is straight, and it is rare to see Yanzhu ferry.

On the Thousands of Miles of Flat River, only the black and yellow soil can be seen lying stiffly, quietly waiting for the ice and snow to cover.

Bai Junqian and his party were fighting the sword in the cold wind, and they couldn't help but slow down. Because after the exhaustion of these few days, several people have shown signs of fatigue.

Bai Junqian looked at them like this, and he also tried to calm the depression in his heart.

Although the sky in his eyes was gray and gloomy, it was very vast, and from time to time he could see birds spreading their wings, circling back and forth, free and vibrant.

If the human world is half peaceful with birds, it will be satisfying.

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A few days later, the city of Water Beam.

Bai Junqian and his group took a short rest in an inn, but it was already dusk at this time, and the speed of their group had been slowing down in the past few days, causing Bai Junqian's plan to be disrupted, but Bai Junqian was not easy to say anything.

He just suggested that he should rest in this inn for the night today and set off tomorrow morning.

They were now getting closer and closer to the border between the kingdom of Nayu and the kingdom of Ying, and they only had to pass one more city.

On this day, it was already in the world where the light should be lit, and they had just come out of the city, but Bai Junqian was surrounded by fog as far as they could see.

The thick fog, like silk cotton that is still untidy and messy, is blowing and drifting.

They are the same in the sky, they have no way to start, and they can't even tell the direction, this thick fog is a little strange.

"Look, the fog seems to be drifting from there. Lan Huanxi said, and then blew the flute, summoning the Hai Dongqing who had been following them along the way.

The chirping sound crossed the sky, and Hai Dongqing flew dozens of kilometers under the instructions of Lan Huanxi, and the white fog still existed, and even this radius of more than a hundred miles was surrounded by this white fog.

And Bai Junqian and several other immortals hurriedly took a closer look, and found that the dense fog was indeed floating from that direction, and it was continuous, and the area spreading was getting larger and larger.

In this way, Bai Junqian and they couldn't set off at all.

"Send someone to check it out. The figure immortal looked at Bai Junqian and said, his tone was still a little disdainful.

Just as Bai Junqian's surroundings were answering, a young immortal cultivator of twenty-five or sixteen on the side hurriedly said: "This white mist got up overnight, it's very weird, let's not act rashly." ”

"What's the matter? Your father asked you to come, just to let you be a coward?" said the Immortal Tuya, sneering.

That young immortal cultivator is Taibei, the son of the master of the Lingtai Gate, and he is also a rare rising star in this generation.

I saw that his complexion was dark, his lips were a little thick, and he was honest. But he was unequivocal in his words: "You immortals, you can go by yourself, and we will be on standby." ”

As soon as these words came out, the Tuyao Immortal was angry, and glanced at Northern Thailand fiercely, and went to check around by himself.

After a while, Hua Wei Immortal was not at ease and followed suit.

The rest of the people were ready to go to the other direction to check after some discussion, this time it was Bai Junqian and Chang Yuechen, and the rest of the people were on standby.

"Miss Huanxi, I'll trouble you to take care of it more. "After that, Bai Junqian and Chang Yuechen went in the direction of the thick fog blown by the wind.

When Bai Junqian landed near the source of the fog, he couldn't help but panic and became a little alert.

The place where he and Chang Yuechen fell was relatively deserted, and they walked a little further, and they could barely see their own footsteps clearly, and the road ahead seemed to have a faint sound of flowing water.

However, at this moment, as if to verify Bai Junqian's premonition, there was a sudden sound in front of him-

It was the sound of horses' hooves, galloping fast.

At the same time, for unknown reasons, the dense fog in Bai Junqian and Chang Yuechen's vision began to dissipate, gradually fading, and some figures appeared, there were about fifty people, the distance was closing at an alarming speed, and those riders seemed to be very skilled.

Bai Junqian slowly pulled out the sword in his hand.

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