The stone shot like a meteor, accurately hitting the shoulder of the young man who was concentrating on cooking and grilling fish, probably not enough to relieve her anger, the woman in black suddenly spread her sleeves, but turned over her whole body, and was stunned to see the ghostly dagger that usually never left her hand.

Bai Yun took out another branch from the campfire, and on the branch were two golden and delicious grilled fish, and he plucked one and put it on a banana leaf, and handed the remaining one to Blackcoat with a branch.

The golden and crispy grilled fish is not inferior to the superior dishes of the big inn in terms of appearance and taste, but the woman in black did not appreciate it, and scolded with round eyes: "Scoundrel, if you have a kind, return the dagger to me." ”

Bai Yun didn't take care of the angry woman in black, and he didn't conspire with each other, not to mention that he risked the world's great shame to save the demon of the Tianlong Society, and he didn't bother to do the thankless task of sticking a hot face to a cold ass, so he simply took care of himself and chopped up a large piece of his ear.

The woman in black looked wandering, and fell towards the bonfire insidiously and viciously, and happened to see that there were still some fish internal organs in the bonfire, and then her eyes swept, and there was something shimmering and reflecting next to the bonfire, and when she fixed her eyes, it was the jasper dagger that she regarded as the root of life, and there were still blood stains on the blade that had not dried out, and the color was rich and dull, not like human blood.

"Could it be?" a thought flashed through the black-clothed woman's mind, and her eyes moistened again.

"Why are you using my dagger to kill fish?" said the woman in black, two lines of tears flowing down like beans poured from a bamboo tube.

"Because I don't want my sword to get fishy. Bai Yun didn't look at the woman in black who couldn't cry, and said lightly, obviously not wanting to have any emotional intersection with the woman in black.

"You don't want your sword to get fishy, can my dagger get fishy?" The woman in black raised her eyebrows like water, and sobbed: "Do you know that this dagger is the only thing my mother left me, and you actually use it to kill fish?"

Bai Yun sighed, tried his best to suppress the ups and downs in his heart, and asked calmly, "Then do you still eat?"

The slender black clothes with bright eyes were unyielding, stubborn like a cow with its head bent and drinking water, and ten big men couldn't pull it back, she turned her head, and there were ten thousand thoughts in her heart that she wanted to break Baiyun's corpse into ten thousand pieces, but she judged the situation and swallowed this breath back into her stomach for the time being.

The cool breeze seeps people.

I have never suffered such grievances, the tears in black clothes can't stop falling, pear blossoms bring rain, tears rain.

Bai Yun stuck the branch with the grilled fish on the ground, picked up a slender wet branch, and stretched it into the bonfire to stir it, and the flames, which seemed a little dim in the wind, burst back into life.

Bai Yun was silent for a long time, and finally decided to solve the doubts in his heart and asked, "Why is there a blood-colored pattern on your left forearm?" ”

The woman in black didn't look back and said coldly, "What's your business." ”

Bai Yun lost his mind slightly, and laughed at himself in his heart: "How can such a femme fatale woman be a vial? Most of them are mistaken people." ”

But Bai Yun didn't seem to give up, and said tentatively: "At the head of the wounded city, there is a large area of white snow that can't be seen. ”

The woman in black didn't care, her belly growled, and the afterglow couldn't help but fall on the string of tempting grilled fish, her throat moved, to eat or not to eat?

The woman in black found an excuse that made people laugh and cry and persuaded herself, she thought to herself: "The fish killed with my dagger, if you don't eat it for nothing, you can't cheapen this scoundrel." ”

She glared at Bai Yun heavily, pulled out the branch with the grilled fish on the skewer, tore off the golden and crispy on the outside, and put the white flower on the inside into her mouth, and her frowning brows suddenly stretched to the left and right, like peach blossoms.

Bai Yun gnawed the grilled fish clean in two or three efforts, threw the fish bones into the bonfire, clapped his hands and stood up, and walked to the edge of the cliff with his spirit, looking at the undulating soft and sparkling river.

The woman in black stopped her hand, glanced at Bai Yun's back murderously, and finally her eyes fell on the bloodstained jasper dagger, and her originally stretched brows were quietly connected, and she said in a cold voice: "You will regret letting me go today, the Ice Soul Heavenly Dragon will be bound to win." ”

Bai Yun turned a deaf ear, turned his back to the black clothes as if in a state of flux, and looked at the vast river with all his attention.

The wind swept wantonly, and the emanation behind his forehead and temples swayed with the wind, and the next moment, he leaned forward and swept out against the wind, and in an instant he disappeared into the night.

On the top of the cliff, only a flickering bonfire remained, and a woman in black who was defined by the teenager as a femme fatale.

The black clothes stuck the branch of the tree with the grilled fish on the ground again, and slowly pulled up the sleeve of his left hand, and the blood-colored pattern that was like a flame blooming in the night was now dim and purple, like a bland tattoo.

Under the moon, the slender black shadow clenched his fists, narrowed his eyes and bit his right thumb, and then put his bleeding right thumb against the dark blue and purple pattern on his left forearm.

Somehow, her whole left hand trembled, she bit her pale lip, and her willow brow furrowed like an ink painting of a flowing landscape.

A drop of bright red blood dripped quietly.

Silk... The drop of blood fell on the pattern of the forearm, like a drop of cold water falling on a piece of iron that boiled red, and instantly turned into a trace of hot mist and evaporated.

And the mysterious pattern was like a spiritual snake and scorpion creature, which seemed to have a soft spot for women's blood, and reappeared blood red, the black clothes looked uncomfortable, their faces were as white as paper, and their fingers pressed hard, squeezing a drop of blood out.

After devouring the second drop of blood, the blood-colored pattern swam like a snake and wrapped around the entire forearm of the woman in black.

The black clothes looked at this shocking blood-colored pattern, and her eyes were full of unwillingness, but her face was numb, like a pool of stagnant water without wind and waves.

After devouring a full ten drops of essence blood, the mysterious pattern curled up into a ball like a venomous snake that had eaten a very full meal, returning to normal at a speed visible to the naked eye, the blood light disappeared, and it was quietly imprinted on the woman's forearm.

Sperm blood feeding, is tantamount to cutting meat to feed the tiger, the blood has run out, the tiger has no contentment.

After a long time, the woman in black eased up, her forehead was covered with dense beads of sweat, she put her bleeding thumb to her lips, and gently wiped it, and there was a terrifying blood red on her white lips.

The panting of the black clothes gradually subsided, and the blood on her face gradually recovered, she stood up, pulled out the jasper dagger planted by the campfire, wiped the blood with the black clothes, and said to herself, "Ten drops." ”

At night, deep and boundless, a sword figure gallops against the river, like stepping on the wind, after crossing the river against the current, it falls on the shore of the gravel fight.

"What the hell is this?" he stared at the night, a little dazed.

The sound of the surging waves swallowed everything.

In the upper reaches of the vast river, under the embellishment of the stars and the moon, the silver light is overflowing, and the mountains and ravines on both sides are looming.

"What's that?" The water in the upper reaches of the river suddenly became turbulent, and in the moonlight, a large shadow could be clearly seen lurking beneath the surface of the river.

The shadow rushes down the river, and in front of the shadow, the water flows rapidly, and the back waves push the front waves, pushing out one wave after another on the surface of the river.

The young man with a black wooden sword in his hand was stunned, after he broke through the realm of entering the string, his senses rose greatly, and at this moment he could clearly feel the earth trembling faintly, and he guessed that something must be rapidly approaching under the river.

The water of the Yangtze River pours for thousands of miles, and the behemoth lurking under the river is getting closer and closer, like another undercurrent in the Yangtze River.

Wherever the black shadow went, the waves turned over along the outline of the shadows, and the situation was terrifying.

The young man subconsciously clenched his spirit, as if he was facing a great enemy, and suddenly a strong wind poured out, blowing across the entire miraculous river, bringing a disgusting stench.

This pervasive stench is completely different from the salty smell of the Yangtze River, as if thousands of rotting corpses are wrapped in it.

"Is it?" a categorical thought flashed through him, and the young man's pores were numb at the beginning, and cold sweat soaked his back.

When the terrifying shadow was less than ten feet away from the white clouds, the water exploded violently, and the monstrous waves rose and crashed down on the shore.

In the night, a pair of scarlet eyes like lanterns rose into the sky, and the huge black and white body appeared from the bottom of the river.

The monster that was beyond heaven and earth raised its head to the sky and roared, its wings and bones open like a giant umbrella.

"The Great Snake of the Netherworld?" the young man tensed in shock.

The water splashed, and on the surface of the river in another place, the huge snake tail hidden under the river broke out of the water and swept towards the shore with thunder.

The huge snake tail was devastating, Bai Yun had already learned the power of the giant snake in Yunmengze, and he didn't dare to be slack, so he immediately leaned over and swept away, avoiding the huge snake tail.

After the giant snake that grew more than 100 feet long pounced into the air, it was furious, and its roar was deafening, and even the water of the Yangtze River gave birth to earth-shattering waves.

The moon is thousands of miles.

The bloody eyes of the Netherworld Serpent concealed an indescribable indignation.

The young man recalled what happened to Yun Mengze, and only then did he realize that this big snake of the underworld was clearly prepared, and he secretly said in his heart: "Why did this evil beast come?"

For this question, the young man had no way to delve into it, and the Yin Netherworld Snake swung its huge snake tail and slapped the river violently, instantly rising several monstrous turbidity waves of bird difficulty.

"Damn, this beast is so cunning, and his vision at night is not good, so he can't see the situation on the river clearly. The boy said secretly.

After an instant, the waves more than ten feet high were like a giant palm slapping down.

The young man's face did not change, he let go of the hand that held Shen Tu tightly, and at the same time pinched out his two fingers, Shen Tu and his master tacitly understood that God would meet, and one person and one sword would cross the river like a mud boat, and unexpectedly pass through the layers of water waves.

After passing through the waves, the boy was shocked to find that his bloody eyes were staring directly at him.

Seeing that the boy did not make any superfluous movements, he quietly caught the wooden sword that was drifting and fuguing.

I saw a scarlet sword light piercing out of the air, like a nail, straight towards the huge bloody eyes.

A moment later, the scarlet sword accompanied the young man's figure, like an upside-down onion falling into the Miao Miao Yangtze River.