Return to Yunfeng.

Silent courtyard.

The night is deep.

Shui Lingyue stood quietly on the corridor on the second floor of the attic, she raised her head slightly, gently leaned on the railing with one hand, and looked into the distance.

The night is as cool as water, the sky is full of stars, and the shining stars seem to be laughing at the people who are struggling for love in the red dust.

Suddenly, a few small fireflies flew from nowhere, vibrating their wings, and flew gently to the front of the building, one by one, with a little luminescent light on their tails, circling and flying in front of Shui Lingyue.

The little bit of fireflies reflected her fair cheeks, and it was a little more touching and beautiful.

The mountain breeze blew, brushing a few strands of hair from her ears and swaying gently.

The bright eyes hidden under the beautiful eyelashes seemed to be thoughtful in the cold.

Beside him, the Water Moon Sword leaned quietly on the railing, and the delicate sword spike gently swayed and fluttered with the wind from time to time.

Suddenly, Shui Lingyue let out a slight sigh, and then she raised her head and looked at the fireflies flying in front of her. After a long time, she slowly raised her arm and stretched out a slender finger.

A small firefly swirled in the air and landed gently on her white fingertips, vibrating its wings slightly, and it looked so weak and pitiful.

Shui Lingyue blinked, carefully withdrew her arm, and looked at the firefly carefully, the glowing green light flickered in the depths of her bright eyes.

There was not the slightest change in expression on her frosty face, her eyes just staring at the firefly quietly, watching it flutter its wings weakly, emitting a faint light.

The night wind blew coldly, and she was dressed in snow-white clothes, blowing gently.

sideburns, with a few soft hairs, blown by the wind, brushed across her fair face,

What is it? Bit by bit in her heart.

What is it? Like an invisible blade, it pierces and cuts deep in the heart.

The endless troubles, the wandering minds, and the difficult choices all turned into staring empty eyes and slight sighs.

Her brow furrowed slightly, as if it caused the firefly on her fingertips to tremble slightly, as if sensing her changing mood.

Out of nowhere, another cold wind blew, and the little firefly shook its wings on its fingertips, as if it couldn't stand the cold, drew a beautiful arc in the night sky, and flew away.

Everything is back to the same as before, and the small courtyard shrouded in the night is lonely again, faintly with a hint of coolness.

Who is it, looking at the distant glow of fire, and let out a slight sigh.

Who is it, in the depths of the beautiful eyes, there are faint imperceptible ripples.

The indelible, engraved in the depths of my heart, is so clear and lingering in such a night.

Shui Lingyue raised her hand slightly, slowly took out a bamboo leaf from her arms, and spread out her palm as white as jade.

Staring at the bamboo leaf lying in the palm of its hand, and the faintly flowing fluorescence on it, it was also like a firefly, as if it was alive, and wanted to flutter its wings and fly away.

Shui Lingyue's beautiful eyelashes trembled twice, and she blinked.

The bamboo leaf was still lying quietly in the palm of her hand, but she suddenly saw on the bamboo leaf: the pair of arms that caught her in the sky above the small temple of Luotian Mountain, the face sitting silently in front of the lamp in the small courtyard of Liangfu on the night of horror, the firm eyes looking at her in the water under the abyss of the Beetle Ridge, she also saw the slow blade of the sword that penetrated the master's chest, she saw the baby in swaddling clothes, and saw the master's earnest teachings and hard work.

Her brow furrowed slightly, and she closed her eyes slightly in pain.

A tear shook from her beautiful eyelashes, crossed her ice-like cheeks, and fell in the wind.

What kind of tear was that, crystal clear, transparent, full of heavy pain, bitter lovesickness.

She bit her lower lip and shook her head gently.

The cold night breeze, like a helpless sigh, lingered and wrapped her, cooling her heart and tears.

Huo Ran, the emerald green bamboo leaf floated gently, and Shui Lingyue's gaze slowly lifted with it.

The bamboo leaves go up, up, all the way up, straight to the eaves, suspended like a small boat, swimming in the dark night sky.

Suddenly, a black gas, as light as green smoke, flew from the Guiyun Temple, circled around the small courtyard several times, and finally rushed straight to the unsuspecting Shui Lingyue.

Between the electric light and flint, but listening to the sound of "Teng", the emerald green bamboo leaves floating in the air flashed, and a white light burst out. The black qi that had originally succeeded in the sneak attack was stunned and drew a circle in the air, but he couldn't find the target, and Shui Lingyue disappeared.

With a phoenix roar, a sword light fell from mid-air like lightning, only to see Shui Lingyue holding the Shui Yue Sword, and behind the black qi, it turned into Xu Changhong and slashed down. The black qi was obviously stunned for a moment, but then it circled around and did not retreat, but confronted the Water Moon Sword head-on.

It was like a thunderbolt, with a "boom", with the collision point as the heart, the black qi of Jianhua dispersed, cutting off most of the cornices on the small building.

In the blink of an eye, the black qi gathered back and gathered together again, as thick as black ink, shaped like a separate devil's claw, with a sharp hissing sound, pushed forward, and pushed the Shui Yue Sword backwards, Shui Lingyue's eyebrows were solemn, and he continued to urge the Dao force, Fang stabilized his body, and held the black qi in a stalemate.

Seeing that he couldn't help Shui Lingyue, the black qi circled around the Shui Yue Sword, and the ghost-like light in it flashed a few times, and there was also a "crackling" explosion sound and a "gurgling" bone sound in the middle, which was terrifying to smell.

The black gas continued to shake in mid-air, and then bursts of strong fishy stench came out of the black gas, and the smell was disgusting.

Shui Lingyue raised her eyes and saw that there seemed to be countless monsters hidden in the black qi, the closer she got, the more she felt the blood qi in her body churning, and the true yuan in her body seemed to be constantly sucked away, if it weren't for her own firm Dao heart, the blood qi in her body would really break out of her body and go straight to that black qi.

Such a strange feeling made Shui Lingyue feel very surprised, in the past against the Demon Dao, at most, he felt that the other party's Dao was profound, but this was the first time to feel like this, he couldn't help but feel a little panicked in his heart, the Water Moon Sword in his hand moved with his thoughts, and there were actually signs of instability.

The black qi seemed to be dialysis into the fighter plane, turning into a long snake, one surrounding, encircling Shui Lingyue and the Shui Yue Sword in it, constantly circling and swimming around.

Shui Lingyue suddenly felt a splitting headache, her body shook a few times in the air, her heart was shocked, and her face turned a little paler.

At this moment, a sharp sound broke through the air, galloping from the front yard, and the black gas seemed to sense that a helper was coming, and it was another blow in the air.

In an instant, he gave Shui Lingyue a chance to breathe, and immediately gathered his mind and induced the magic trick. The Water Moon Sword was suddenly as bright as the sun, radiant and radiant, and even Shui Lingyue's figure had been swallowed up by the brilliance. The dazzling light forced the black gas back in a circle, but the black gas seemed to be unwilling, shook it, and re-energized in mid-air, the fishy smell was even stronger, and the screams were repeated, and the ghostly atmosphere was forced back.

At the same time, in the depths of Guiyunguan, there was a noise, and all kinds of light, like colorful midnight fireworks, rose up and rushed to the small courtyard.

The black qi was obviously stunned in the air, and it trembled twice at those rays of light, and then split into two parts, one of which fled towards Guiyun Peak like a gallop, and the other continued to tremble with Shui Lingyue.

In this way, Shui Lingyue suddenly felt that the pressure was reduced by half, and with a soft click, she jumped up in mid-air. The Water Moon Sword, raised above the head, the sword was divided into nine, and the head was cut off. The remaining black qi was obviously cowardly, and he paused backwards, and split into two again, one towards the Water Moon Sword, and the other fleeing to the front yard. The Nine Dao Sword Blossoms swept down at the same time, and with a miserable cry, the black qi dissipated, and something fell out of it. Shui Lingyue fixed her eyes and saw that a witch about three feet tall, with blue skin and red hair, was cut by the waist, dancing with her hands, struggling in mid-air several times, falling to the ground, and turning into a pile of fishy filth.

Raising his eyes, another escaped black gas was intercepted by the sword light flying up in the front yard, and he turned around and fled backwards for less than a few feet, and was pierced by a sword, and there was also a scream in the black gas, and another witch fell down, writhing a few times in pain on the ground, and his mouth was long for a while, and it turned into a pool of blood.

With a flash of fluorescence, Feng Shuzhu appeared, came to Shui Lingyue, looked up and down, and blurted out: "Ling'er, are you okay?" ”

Shui Lingyue's pale face returned to its original state, and she didn't look at Feng Shuzhu, she just shook her head slightly, turned around and looked outside Guiyun Peak, which was the direction where the black qi had escaped, and it was facing Baizhang Peak in front of her.

Those rays of light flew from Guiyunguan, and in a blink of an eye, it was Jingchenzi, who came with hundreds of Guiyunguan Sword Immortals holding swords.

As soon as they met, Jing Chenzi hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Feng Shaoxia, Water Woman, can you catch monsters?"

Shui Lingyue glanced at Jing Chenzi, and without saying a word, Feng Shuzhu took a step forward, pointed to the two piles of filth below, and said, "I have escaped, and there are only two witches left, who have been killed by the two of us." ”

Jing Chenzi looked down and said suspiciously: "Guiyunguan has always been heavily guarded, how can it be taken advantage of by monsters? And it seems that this monster is very familiar with Guiyunguan." Seeing that the two of them were silent, they looked in one direction at the same time, and said, "Where did the monster flee?"

Feng Shuzhu glanced at Shui Lingyue and nodded.

Jing Chenzi's eyes widened, opened his mouth wide, and said, "There, it's the Baizhang Qiongtai of the Rhododendron Fairy." He turned his head and said, "Water Woman, did you first come into contact with monsters?"

Shui Lingyue hesitated for a moment, glanced at Feng Shuzhu, and said lightly: "That monster is very profound, it is above me, and it is ......" Shui Lingyue originally wanted to say that it was a little similar to the monster she encountered in the middle of the night terror on the Liang Mansion of Luotian Mountain, but when the words came to her mouth, she looked at Jing Chenzi, and did not say it.

Jing Chenzi didn't doubt it, but said hurriedly: "And how?"

Shui Lingyue glanced at Feng Shuzhu and said, "Moreover, if it weren't for the timely arrival of all the Daoists, I'm afraid it would be difficult to determine the outcome of the battle." ”

Jing Chenzi let out an "oh", and immediately turned his head to the rest of the Guiyunguan disciples and said, "Pass the order, strengthen vigilance, and double the number of night watchmen!"

The people took the command and departed.