After midnight, the night wind was stronger. On weekdays, the single and double who went to bed early lost sleep.

"The frost has fallen. ”

Looking at the blurred waning moon outside the window, I only felt the biting chill in the wind, and the frost of Dilonggou was the most terrifying.

I sat all night wrapped in a quilt, and when I pushed the door open, it was white everywhere.

Shan Shuang wanted to go out, but was intercepted by the black man, "Cook me a bowl of hot soup, wait all night, and freeze to death." ”

With a straight face, he said solemnly, "Black baby!"

Heiwa was not in a hurry, just pulled the quilt that Shan Shuang had just put down and wrapped herself, "What's the use of you going? ”

The feet that were about to take the step were retracted.

looked at the shivering black baby, but still went to cook a bowl of hot soup. Even if there is no meat taste, just mixed with some white rice, the black baby also drinks energetically.

Shan Shuang couldn't help but remind, "No one is robbing you again, be careful of burning your mouth." ”

Heiwa didn't care, just gulped and muttered, "I'm afraid of burning my mouth, I'm afraid that after a few days, I won't be able to drink anymore." ”

So, Shan Shuang served him two more bowls, and the black baby drank it all.

"It's boring, you're afraid that it's a pot of water and a grain of rice, thrifty and thrifty, and I don't look at you saving a family. ”

Shan Shuang seemed to really listen, so he said, "Then you come back tomorrow and make up for it." ”

Heiwa laughed, not polite at all, "That dare is good, it's not easy for the iron rooster to crow." ”

Smoke curled up, and a white robe drifted up with the smoke. Accompanied by that green clothes.

For a moment, the sky and the earth were silent, and there were no clouds.

"Brother Jingyi, stop here, everything still has to be discussed. ”

Dressed in a blue-gray gold-edged official uniform, he faded from the usual clothes of yesterday's readers, but this scholar has a little more official tone, and he has a trace of domineering.

Soaring up from the town, he was followed by many listeners in recent days.

The golden-crowned woman, the old man with a cane, the child weirdo, etc., are all familiar faces.

The face has not changed, but from the inn, to the blue sky.

The gentleman happily replied, "If we can talk, it will be good." I'm a reader, not a warrior, and reasoning is my job. It's just that you can tell him to change his way and rebuild the road?"

The official's face sank, and he said, "How can the Venerable Dao be something that we dare to talk about, but if Brother Jingyi is willing to talk about it, I can give Brother Jingyi another way to ascend to the Dao, which is better than making a desperate bet in this secluded continent." ”

Mr. laughed, the laughter shook the sky, and it was worthy of the thunder of the nine heavens, "Xiao Yang, you also consider yourself a scholar, don't you know that a scholar is very reasonable, but the most intolerable is the bottom line?

As soon as the sea laughed, it became a pillar of the secluded continent.

Step into the clouds and go to the cloud temple.

Xiao Yang waved his hand and rushed forward first, "Stop him." ”

It's just that Mr. Bookkeeper was lying in the air, looking at everyone who rushed up, and there was even more disdain, pity, and a trace of hidden anger on his face.

Lu Zigong, who has always been weak, stood in mid-air, he didn't have half a word when he liked to lecture, and the abacus was thrown by him, but the moment it was broken, it turned into black chess pieces.

With the chessboard under his feet, it has been continued, the chessboard is so big that it covers the sky and the sun, and there is no end in sight, and it actually blocks everyone.

In an instant, Mr. Bookkeeper disappeared into the chessboard, leaving only the sunspots to fall quietly on the chessboard.

The strange image made everyone's faces change.

Only Xiao Yang's expression was calm, "Astronomical Holy Hand, Brother Lu, I could only hear his name back then, and today I came to receive the teaching." ”

Xiao Yang flew straight into the sky, and the rest of the people did not dare to slack off, and followed closely.

But at this moment, the vision changed suddenly. A miserable scream suddenly came from the rear, not giving everyone a chance, and another sword light roared into the sky.

The sword light was so fast, even if Xiao Yang's realm was incomprehensible, he still couldn't dodge it all, and the sword light poured in from the vest, dripping with blood.

"Prisoner Wu, you dare to betray His Holiness, do you know what the fate is?"

The indomitable momentum mostly dissipated, and when I turned around, I saw the long scar.

If you miss a little bit at the beginning, I'm afraid it will be the fate of the one-eyed dragon. It's just that now he is holding a broad sword in one hand, the sword is straight to Xiao Yang, and in the other hand, he is carrying the head of a golden-crowned woman.

As for the headless corpse, it had already fallen from mid-air, and I don't know if it fell into the house of a lucky man, or that muddy alley.

Thinking of the woman who has been dressed and eaten all her life and wears a golden crown, she has never touched those pickles in her life.

Wu Prisoner pursed his lips and smiled, although the scar was involved, it was a little ugly, but there was a little more happiness, "The end? It's just a death, I have lived in vain for so many days, and now, Mr. is willing to fight for the sentient beings of my Youzhou, what is my cheap life?"

looked at everyone with a sneer, "The real pity is you, you don't dare to fight for the opportunity in your hands, you have been a dog for so many years, and you really have servility?

Xiao Yang's face was extremely ugly, he didn't expect someone to betray, but he didn't suspect that Wu Prisoner was there, and there were even those who were lonely and uninvolved.

But this Wu prisoner is the master of a sect! Once investigated afterwards, it will be bloodied for thousands of miles.

Some well-designed methods also failed, and he said angrily, "Prisoner Wu, you died in vain, but your Huifeng Sect is also willing to give you a funeral?"

Wu Jian smiled indifferently, "To be honest, I really don't have that kind of scheming for this kind of market." Who, you say, will make me obey?"

As soon as these words came out, Xiao Yang's face really changed drastically.

"Wufeng Ancestor, good courage, good courage!"

Wu Jian laughed even more wildly, "I have a sect in Huifeng, and there are no cowards!" I just don't know if your sect can really stop the ancestor, maybe there is one in the Guiping Sect, one in the Temple of Heaven Holy Land, and the rest of the sects. ”

Saying that, Wu Prisoner himself is happy, how many years have passed, and he is not as happy as he is today.

It's just that his happiness is based on other people's worries after all, except for the boy and Xiao Yang, who are all anxious.

If the old monster of the Five Peaks Ancestor really tears his face, regardless of life and death, and his own mountain protection array has no one to sit in the formation, how long can it be stopped?

"Kill him quickly, you don't need to cast a rat trap, I lit the soul lamp when I came, and I can't die. ”

It was the head that broke the deadlock. This scene made the Dilong Ditch below a lot of noise.

With a broken head and neck, he is not dead yet, and he can still roar like this, he is really a god.

Wu Jian lowered his head, and what he saw was naturally the woman's resentful gaze, as if he had a grudge to the bone.

Of course, the great feud of life and death, Wu Prisoner didn't feel that there was anything wrong at all.

It's just that everyone present, why did Wu Prisoner only attack the woman? In addition to cultivation, the most important thing is this woman's self-righteous nature.

Soul lamp? Who wouldn't have thought of the methods that a woman could think of? In terms of background and heritage, Huifeng Sect can be ranked among the top three, that is, the Holy Land of the Temple of Heaven.

It's a pity that this woman has a good life, a good old man, and a good look, I have experienced a lot of fraud, but it is also smooth. also forgot about this secluded island, even if she is good, she must be treated strictly.

You see, at this moment, Xiao Yang is not as dignified as water.

Wu Jian secretly smiled in his heart, and he didn't want to expose this woman who betrayed her husband and sent her to the door, but said, "Is your soul lamp the bottom of the golden years, and the ten thousand years of glory wood as the core? ”

Every word of Wu Prisoner is like a hammer hitting the heart of this golden-crowned woman, no, at this moment, she can only be said to be in her mind.

When her expression was dazed, the sword qi in Wu Prisoner's hand suddenly exploded, and the head that could be said to be stunning collapsed in an instant.

A trace of gray mist twisted and turned, and finally turned into that beautiful face. It's just that they don't have the courage to just break the pot and sink the boat, and some are just panicking.

Wu Jian didn't pay attention to it, just looked into the distance, and muttered, "It's time too, you feel the feelings, is the soul lamp still there?"

The listener is even more desperate, and the slightest connection is like a spring snow melting, and he can't grasp it.

"If you want revenge, you can talk about it in the next life. I'm afraid that your disciple won't give you a chance to reincarnate. ”

Wu Prisoner laughed, but the woman looked hideous, but she was so bitter that she couldn't speak. Maybe it was because I couldn't hear the voice, but it didn't matter, and with the sword qi in Wu Prisoner's hand, the already weak soul completely collapsed.

Since then, there has been no more Lady Golden Crown in Youzhou!

Xiao Yang stared at all this, and the anger on his face calmed down instead, "Gong Lao, he handed it over to you, there should be no problem, right?"

The old man on crutches frowned suddenly, there were several of them, and the cultivation of Wu Prisoner was not high. But if it's one-on-one, don't look at Wu Prisoner's sword cultivation identity.

Sword cultivation, that offensive power is not a joke.

The golden-crowned woman had her neck cut in one move, in addition to being negligent in her heart, it was closely related to his identity as a Wu prisoner sword cultivator.

Looking up at the seemingly endless sky, the old man nodded.

Glancing at Wu Prisoner, Xiao Yang reminded, "If you can be captured alive, don't give him pleasure." ”

Wu Jian didn't care, just smiled, "It seems that Brother Xiao really has some true feelings for his wife!"

What made him regret was that Xiao Yang never looked back, but just stepped into the chessboard.

Subsequently, Tong Zi and others broke in one after another. On the chessboard, white children suddenly appeared.

This kind of magic is really powerful, and it is incredible. What can be fought against, after all, is the power of a continent, and Xiao Yang, a genius of Tianzhong who Wu Jian himself has to admit!

His own sword has already gained the right time and place, but it still failed to hurt the origin.

Xiao Yang is a hero, at least in this secluded land, his fate is indeed as good as the sky.

Everyone in the world knows that he Xiao Yang is the person of destiny of the golden generation of their Youzhou, but they don't know that it is the older generation, and there are few people who can make him face it.

If it weren't for the one in the Temple of Heaven Holy Land who was strong enough and had too deep a background, maybe Xiao Yang would be an ancestor-level figure.

While thinking about it, Xinhu sounded the voice of the old man on crutches, "Prisoner Wu! In this case, we might as well wait and see, if you don't go up, I won't embarrass you." ”

The corners of Wu Jiao's mouth hooked, this old guy wants to be beautiful. If he does not move, the old man is naturally not in danger, and if he is investigated, it can also be said that he is confronting him.

The so-called older people get, the more refined they are, not without reason.

However, although I am middle-aged, I still have the enthusiasm of youth.

With a sword in hand, how can you not go out!

"Old horseman, let me show you what it means to be young and frivolous!"

Canghai smiled, and the sword soared, for the sake of the right path, the sword pointed at the head of the owl, wouldn't it be painful!

"You bastard!"

The old man on crutches also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but the sword qi had already come closer. An angry reprimand, fortunately, he left a hand just now, and the sword qi was just a bubble.

Wu Jian is not surprised, these old guys who have become fine are not comparable to the idiot woman, if you want to kill with one blow, where is it so easy.

Wu Prisoner has a sword in his chest, and he is not in a hurry, but he is like a few family treasures, "The puppet sect has done a lot of things over the years, the Zuo family and the Guo family have one or two ancestors who died violently, I want to come to your old man Zhou, there should be a lot of collections, I don't know how many more you brought this time?"

The old man on crutches blushed, and the idea of fooling the past had been forgotten by him. In fact, he never thought of it that way.

Wu Prisoner or Huifeng Sect, this time he is fighting for the destruction of the sect, and he has to fight, and he wants him to sit on the wall, which is a joke.

If so, why bother to take a stand?

It is precisely because of this that he is reluctant to really do anything with Wu Prisoner, today's Wu Prisoner, that is to seek life and death!

In terms of ability, the old man on crutches is really not afraid of him Wu prisoner. But the things in my hand are indeed a little difficult to see the world.

Taking a light breath, the old man on crutches finally nodded without smiling, "Things are naturally not bad, eight grandmaster puppets, it depends on how much ability you have." ”

After speaking, with a wave of his big hand, three black shadows appeared, surrounding the old man on crutches. The thick black fog was shrouded, and the real body could not be seen, and the three more bodies shot and went straight to Wu Prisoner.

With a wave of Wu Prisoner's broad sword, it was a meteor, "Old man Zhou, who do you look down on these six bodies?"

The two are fighting together, and this old man with crutches does have unique skills.

The six puppets were arranged in an orderly manner, and even sword immortals like Wu Prisoner were difficult to get close to. However, although it has more strength to defend, it is weak to attack.

When a sword immortal forgets life and death, but no one wants to take the sword that must divide life and death, at least the same realm is established.

Often Wu prisoner's sword can make the old man on crutches feel the suffocation of death. What made the old man even more anxious was that most of the black fog that was covered by it had been dispersed, and some of the real bodies inside had been revealed.

I'm afraid that after today's battle, I will have to clean up some messes. Those offspring mostly have to gnaw a few mouthfuls of him to survive.

In less than a moment, the old man had to sigh and sacrifice the seventh puppet.

Although he also couldn't see his face, the thin sword he was carrying was particularly eye-catching, even Wu Prisoner's eyes shrank, "Gu Zhen Sword Immortal!"

The old man patted the puppet's shoulder and touched it with some fascination, "I heard that he was the best friend of you in his lifetime, but I don't know who is better in your swordsmanship." ”

"Old thing, you're looking for death!"

Wu Prisoner shouted violently, and the sword moved with his heart, and it was already flying out. If it was a dispute just now, now it is a personal vendetta!

It's just that without waiting for Wu Prisoner to approach, the puppet named Gu Zhen stepped forward in one step, the tip of the sword pointed directly at Wu Prisoner, and the sword light swept around, and it was actually agile and free.

Not to mention the life and death battle below, and then up, in the chessboard, the voice is also majestic like thunder, and the black and white battle is becoming more and more anxious.

It's just that the lightning and thunder inside, and the changes in the wind and clouds are all blocked by the chessboard, and it is not clear to see, and it is impossible to see the advantages and disadvantages.

But thinking about it, I'm afraid that the thrill inside won't lose to the flying sword to kill.

The most quiet, but the protagonist of today.

Sir stood in the void above the nine heavens, looking over the four fields, it was the ups and downs of the mountains, and from this high sky, there was actually no difference.

Only the immeasurable sky seems to be the place to be pursued.

The battle gentleman below didn't look at it, not because he didn't pay attention to it, but because he couldn't be distracted by what happened next.

The golden veins spread out around Mr., like a spider web, constantly pouring in all directions.

Gradually, Shan and Shuang can no longer see the end of the vein, even the chessboard, which has been completely covered.

The only feeling is that the weather today is getting more and more dull and depressing, and he is already feeling difficult to breathe.

Fortunately, Heiwa reminded her in time, silently recited the Sansheng Dao method twice, and hit the Wang Ba punch in Heiwa's eyes, which was slightly relieved.

When he looked up again, there were countless more black veins in the golden veins, hanging down from the nine heavens, and he couldn't see where he came from.

But each vein is intertwined, but in the end it falls on each person on the ground, and both themselves are pulled by a thin black thread.

Shan Shuang tried to touch it, but there was no sense of touch.

When I looked up, I found that even the fairy figures above my head were no exception.

The one who can be alone seems to be Mr. and the black baby beside him.

Many people are panicked because of the sudden appearance of the black line, but no matter where you run, the black line is always with you and you can't escape.

In fact, even the old man with crutches and Wu Prisoner, who could be seen in the sky, were all gloomy because of the existence of the black line.

Secluded continent, fate!

Who can be an exception?

Perhaps in that person's eyes, whether it is this dragon ditch or the land of the secluded continent, there is no difference in itself, they are all reptiles in the ditch.

Wu Prisoner said pitiful, one by one the manipulated puppets were voluntarily manipulated and maintained the status of the manipulators, so how could it be pitiful?

Chen Jingyi also opened her eyes at some point and looked at the sky, where there seemed to be a pair of eyes staring at her.

It's just that now I'm still asleep. A challenger like him has seen too much for a ruler who has lived for tens of thousands of years.

The war of the ants will never be his focus.

At least, today's blazing heat is not enough.

Here, too, a decent storm is needed.