The clouds in the sky are sinking, infecting the world.

The martial arts of the country gradually dispersed, and there were still tens of thousands of people from the major factions of the righteous path, retreating from Taiyue City to the Confucian stronghold Nanyin Academy.

Nanyin Academy is located on Ruzhi Mountain in the east of Chang'an Road, with high mountains and ancient roads...... The academy was full of houses, but it could not accommodate tens of thousands of people, so the righteous army could only camp along the mountain.

Ten thousand tent lights are scattered on the mountain, and the night is depicted as if it were cut.

The sky was dyed red, and the stars were a little dim.

Jiang Xiaohu sat on the edge of the cliff, holding a wine gourd in his hand, and an ancient sword with a calm color stuck in his side.

After taking a sip of wine, accompanied by the moonlight into his throat, the later people gradually lived into the appearance of their predecessors.

"Why is our Grand Master drinking here alone?"

The voice is gentle and soothing.

Jiang Xiaohu, who was half drunk, turned his head and saw a girl in a white dress walking over, like a light cloud in the moonlight.

"Qianqian, you're here. ”

Jiang Xiaohu was already a little drunk, and his tone of voice was a little more frivolous and lazy that he had never been usual.

"How come you, how did you learn to use alcohol to kill your sorrows?"

Yang Qianqian walked to Jiang Xiaohu and sat down, snatching the wine bottle from Jiang Xiaohu's hand.

"Eh......"

Jiang Xiaohu stretched out his hand to say something, but was glared at by the girl's eyes, and then held back.

Yang Qianqian looked at Jiang Xiaohu's appearance and couldn't help but be amused.

Jiang Xiaohu looked at the girl and laughed himself.

At this moment, the two of them seemed to have passed through a long time, returning to the cloud and dust capital a long time ago.

They smiled at each other, then sat side by side.

The moonlight is like water, beautiful and gentle.

One person drinks the intense soju in one gulp of moonlight, and the picture carries a subtle tenderness.

"Sometimes, I just think, what would it be like if there weren't so many things, we would always be in Yunchen as our troublemaker, you wouldn't be this master, and I wouldn't have been unable to see you for a long time. ”

After a few sips of wine, Miss Qianqian was also a little drunk, stretched out her hand on Jiang Xiaohu's shoulder, and chattered.

Jiang Xiaohu lowered his head and did not answer.

Yang Qianqian stretched out her hands to hold Jiang Xiaohu's cheeks with drunkenness, and turned his face over.

In an instant, the girl seemed to breathe into a piece of ice, flowing down her throat and into her heart.

The wordless Hanging Sword Master had tears in his eyes, and he forcibly endured the tears that did not come out and reflected the crystal light in the moonlight.

In a trance, the current master of the Hanging Sword overlapped with the Wen Tun boy who was not good at talking.

"Little Tiger ......"

The girl in white whispered the boy's name.

Jiang Xiaohu looked at Yang Qianqian, and the scene in his eyes was blurred by tears.

"I really hope none of this happens......"

"I originally wanted to be a hero like Master, but now I don't want to do anything......"

"Can you just be an ordinary guard...... Every day in Yunchen comes and goes, and everyone is there...... There is a master in ......"

Even Yang Qianqian didn't expect that Jiang Xiaohu, who was already an absolute leader in front of people, would look like this.

At this moment, a thousand thoughts became emotions that could not be expressed in words, and the girl took the current sword master into her arms and patted him gently on the shoulder.

Jiang Xiaohu didn't expect his emotions to suddenly get out of control, probably because the pressure of this set of time was too great, and when he calmed down, he realized that he had been hugged.

In fact, both of them felt a little overwhelmed when they came to their strength, so hold it...... I'm a little embarrassed, so send it...... I'm afraid it's even more embarrassing.

So be it...... Both of them thought so.

On another cliff on the mountain, Xu Fu and Zhi Daolin sat opposite each other, with two cups of tea in front of them.

"Sometimes the poor monks wonder if we're putting too much pressure on these young people. ”

Zhi Daolin has often reflected on himself since the battle of the Compassion Zen Forest, and his temperament has changed a lot.

Xu Fuwen smiled and raised his glass to tea:

"The monk king must know that these pressures do not come from you and me, but from this ...... Troubled times. ”

"Ha, that's right, in such troubled times, who can dominate their own lives?"

Mountains of torches burned into the sky, flickering and extinguishing, and the stars in the sky shone like diamonds on black silk.

Jiang Xiaohu and Yang Qianqian hugged for a long time, and then let go, their faces were slightly hot, and they didn't know how to speak.

In the end, Jiang Xiaohu stumbled and stumbled:

"I ...... Actually......"

Yang Qianqian didn't wait for Jiang Xiaohu to finish speaking, and reached out and handed over a sachet.

"For you...... You always put yourself in danger, so be sure to stay safe. ”

The girl's voice spoke, and she handed the sachet to Jiang Xiaohu's hand, then got up and left quickly.

Jiang Xiaohu watched the girl's back go away, and then looked back at the sachet in his hand, which was embroidered with the word "peace" with not very skilled needlework.

Looking deeply, as if he wanted to engrave these two words into his heart, Jiang Xiaohu took the sachet into his arms and sat on the cliff looking at the distant galaxy.

Yang Qianqian left the cliff, walked back to her tent, passed by the woods, and suddenly stopped.

"How's he doing?"

Feng Ning on the tree also held a wine jug in his hand, and a long sword in the other hand on his knee, looking arbitrary.

In the battle of the Shentian Ruins, Feng Ning was possessed by a spirit demon, and now he has cultivated to a thousand miles a day, and he has reached the peak of the fourth grade.

"If you care about him, you can go to him yourself. ”

After Yang Qianqian finished speaking, she left directly.

Feng Ning looked at the girl's back and took another sip.

"Do I care about him......"

I care about you......

A mountain of knowledge, with thousands of lights at night, hides a lot of tenderness and loneliness.

At the foot of the mountain, a wisp of ghost energy condensed, turned into the figure of the ghost lord, stood with his hands in his hands, and slowly went up the mountain.

Xu Fu and Zhi Daolin sensed it, moved to the foot of the mountain, and looked at the people who came.

"The ghost lord is here, do you still want to pursue it?"

The ghost lord wore a mask and smiled slightly:

"No, I want to talk about cooperation with the country. ”

......

At the same time, outside the [Wind and Rain Platform] where the [Sacred Heart Gate] is stationed, the night is deep and dark, and the sky is turbulent.

Since leaving the country and falling into chaos, the Sacred Heart Gate has hardly been born, and it has not been involved in any incidents, so the rivers and lakes have not paid much attention to the Sacred Heart Gate.

The Sacred Heart Gate gathered its power, and the four Holy Spirits, the Six Immortal Marquis, and the Twenty-Eight Palaces did not set foot in the rivers and lakes, and no one came to provoke them.

But at this moment, what descended outside the Sacred Heart Gate was the real pinnacle of martial arts.

This is - Shushan!

The towering Shu Mountain hangs upside down, the sky towers over the clouds, the back faces the starry moonlight, and slowly descends from the invisible nine heavens, which is grandiose and magnificent, causing a strong wind on the flat ground below.

The Qinglong Night Sweep and the Xuanwu Demon Suppressor, who were sticking to the wind and rain platform, suddenly stood up as if they were facing a great enemy, and their faces were nervous.

In the sea of holy spirits, the white tiger and the red bird also flew out quickly, and in the sea of holy spirits, the army of the Sacred Heart Gate moved.

But...... Everyone in the world knows the terrifying power of the Demon World Floating Slaughter, even if the Sacred Heart Gate is responding urgently, everyone knows that if there is really a war with the Heavenly Court, today is the time when the Sacred Heart Gate is destroyed.

"What's going on?"

The white tiger was in trouble, and Mu Hanguang looked up at the inverted hanging mountain peak like a miracle.

Gu Beizhen shook his head:

"I don't know...... But it seems that the comer is not good......"

After Gu Beizhen finished speaking, he was also cold in his heart, and the Sacred Heart Gate had not offended the Heavenly Court, so why did he come to the door?

Fortunately, at this moment, Chu Tianni walked out of the hundreds of millions of fireflies in the Holy Spirit Sea in red clothes and came to the wind and rain platform.

"Miss, the other party is Heavenly Court...... It is better to go back to the sea of the Holy Spirit and wait for the master to come out. ”

Qinglong Skimming looked at Chu Tianni coming and spoke with concern.

Chu Tianni smiled at him, looked up at the magnificent Shu Mountain above the brilliant starry sky, and spoke:

"I want to see the leader of the Heavenly Court here. ”

As soon as Chu Tianni's words came out, the hearts of the whole people in the Sacred Heart Gate were cold.

The Demon World Futu towered in the Northern Martial Arts, and the big and small events in the rivers and lakes have proved that the leader of the Heavenly Court is at least a congenital, Chu Tianni opened his mouth like this, and said that the Heavenly Court would wash the Sacred Heart Gate with blood today.

However...... What made the four Holy Spirits break through the glasses was...... A brilliant rainbow light really fell on the top of Shu Mountain, and it was connected to the edge of the wind and rain platform.

The Four Holy Spirits: "???"

Chu Tani smiled when she saw it, and walked forward with her hands behind her back, ready to step on the rainbow light.

"Miss......"

Seeing this, Gu Beizhen still spoke up.

Chu Tianni turned his head and smiled brightly at everyone:

"Don't worry, I'll come as soon as I go. ”

The rainbow light retracted, bringing Chu Tanni up to the upside-down mountain peak and landing in the middle of the white jade square outside the Shushan Palace.

The girl in red looked left and right, this place was solemn and holy, full of fairy spirits, except for the mysterious man in front of her, wearing a black and white feather and a majestic mask, there was no one else.

Taking a step forward and walking in front of the mysterious man, Chu Tianni deliberately made his expression vicious:

"What's the matter with you, you came to my door to make such a big noise, do you want to tear down my house?"

"That's not right, if you're homeless, I can take you in. ”

Han Feng smiled and took off his mask and took a step forward to approach the girl in red.

Chu Tianni didn't expect that he hadn't seen this guy's face so thicker for so long, and he was suddenly panicked by the close quarters, took a step back, and looked to the side:

"You don't come, if you have something, just talk about it, don't do this with this girl. ”

"Sure enough, I can't hide anything from Miss Chu," Han Feng said and bowed slightly, "I was just about to borrow some Sacred Heart Gate Artifact [Holy Infant Blood] from you. ”

"Holy Child's Blood?"

Hearing this, thinking of the rumors in the Heavenly Court, Chu Tianni instantly guessed Han Feng's plan, showed a clear expression, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and nodded to look at Han Feng:

"You guy wants to do nonsense again. ”

Han Feng took another step forward:

"The eldest lady really understands me. ”