This is real despair, or the greatest mockery.

The so-called joy gives birth to sorrow.

The fate of people is often like this, and in the most beautiful time, they inadvertently fall into hell.

A bright light even appeared in front of An Baoshi's eyes, it was no longer pitch black, there was a particularly bright halo with real temperature, which landed on his body from a high altitude.

He shook his head with all his strength, and finally vaguely saw the light and shadow of some mountain peaks.

It seemed to be a large glacier, blue-black in the distance, and indiscernible white above it, and the ravines blown by the wind were like roads leading to the sky.

Where he was seemed to be a huge lake, black water wrapped around him, flowing slowly.

Although his cultivation was in ruins, his perception was very different from that of ordinary people, and he still intuitively felt that this was a lake at an extremely high place.

But that's about it.

The real one is nothing more.

The real cold gradually consumed the vitality brought by the squeeze of vitality in the Void Realm, he obviously won the bet, and he could escape in the face of an opponent like Qi Zong, but when he arrived here, he still couldn't get rid of the final death.

This is the biggest joke God has ever played on him.

But he was helpless.

When his breathing was uncontrollably weak, he felt that the vitality he had finally regained was completely gone, and he was about to usher in his final death, An Baoshi suddenly thought of that person.

The one who took the Bashan Sword Field and was invincible in the world.

That person finally stood on the corpse mountain in Changling, facing the cultivators from all dynasties in the world who wanted to put him to death, and looked at the Changling Imperial Palace from a distance but was almost a dozen streets and alleys that could not rush into the last moment, was it so helpless and desperate?

"It's really useless. ”

In the end, he suddenly thought of Jing Liuli, and cried and laughed, "It's useful to live a long life." ”

His body was truly cold.

Looking down from a great height.

Cold and frightening clouds lock up huge snow-capped mountains.

Among these huge snow-capped mountains, there are many lakes as blue as mirrors, and there is one lake that is black.

In the black lake, An Baoshi died quietly.

The current of water pushed his body, slowly flowing lower.

The water of this lake flows with the mountains, and it seems to be no different from other alpine snowmelt lakes, but the water of this black lake has a different kind of power, a straight force that cuts through the riverbed along the way, and washes more than the water of other lakes.

After the mountain landed, there were no more glaciers, but there were still large areas of frozen soil.

In the barren wasteland, there are occasional white and black movements, which are flocks of sheep and black yaks.

Occasionally, herdsmen walk and see these snow-capped mountains inhabited by gods and men in the distance, all of them look at each other devoutly.

......

At the top of another mountain at an unknown distance.

Dressed in a blue jade robe, Jing Liuli was not afraid of the wind and cold, and quietly stared at the city outline in the distance.

She naturally didn't know that it was almost the final despair of An Baoshi in another world, and the assassination that happened in the Lingxu Sword Gate was only introduced to the Minshan Sword Sect and Changling at this time.

"What an unexpected assassination. ”

She came to the top of this mountain and told Baili Suxue the news, and when she stared at the Changling Tomb in the distance, she couldn't help but make such a comment.

"I don't know Zheng Sleeve's mood at this time, this just confirms what she wants to impose on Changling cultivators, any genius is very small for Changling, but An Baoshi is probably one of her most important chess pieces in the future. She probably couldn't have imagined that Bashan Sword Field had done nothing, just some old things, and it had already made An Baoshi die. ”

Baili Suxue smiled sarcastically, but there was a strange look in Jing Liuli's eyes, "Changling has too many surprises, but you don't have to regret losing in the hands of An Baoshi." ”

"Don't worry about the impact that I lost at his hands and now that he is dead, and I can't find him anymore, it will affect my cultivation. Jing Liuli turned her head, looked at Baili Suxue, and said, "I have never felt that he is invincible, and I have never even regarded him as my opponent in Changling. ”

Baili Suxue was slightly stunned.

He is naturally the person who knows Jing Liuli best, but at this time, Jing Liuli's attitude is a little difficult for him to understand.

"My division commander is much more powerful than his division commander. Jing Liuli looked at him and said directly.

Baili Suxue smiled slightly, "When will you learn to pat on the back?"

Jing Liuli looked at him and said seriously: "I didn't mean you. ”

Baili Suxue was stunned.

"I mean Ding Ning. ”

Jing Liuli looked at him, pretending not to see his embarrassment, and said seriously and slowly, "He taught me too many things, so even when I was just defeated in the hands of An Baoshi, I didn't even think An Baoshi was too powerful." ”

After a pause, she turned her head to look at the sky in the distance, and then said seriously: "Maybe there is a comparison, that intuition is clearer, and Ding Ning is too much, his pride and arrogance are too shallow, and they can't be compared at all, so in my heart, the opponent in Changling in the future can only be Ding Ning, not him." ”

Baili Suxue nodded and said lightly: "If you look high, you will naturally stand tall." ”

......

Jin Town is a border town close to the border of Qin and Chu.

The closer you get to the border, the more stringent the checks on passing business travelers become.

A convoy has been at the bayonet for a long time.

It's not that there is a problem with the customs clearance paperwork, it's just that the Qin army guard who is in charge of the inspection today is Yang Fan, who was originally a well-known lust among the border army, and he had to take a few more looks at the good-looking female relatives in the past, and in this train fleet, there is a young woman in the couple who is not only beautiful and tall, with skin like clotted fat, but also has a mind as majestic as a distant mountain.

In the past, when Ye Ce Leng returned to Changling in the storm and killed Zhao Jianlu Zhao Chop, he said that what kind of heart a woman wants, it is enough to have a chest.

The people who supervised the Heavenly Division naturally did not dare to spread this sentence, but afterwards, the conversation between the head of the night division and Zhao Shu had to be reported to the imperial city without missing a word, and the fact that this single sword killed Zhao Jianlu's great rebellion was itself the pride of the Great Qin Dynasty, and some things naturally came out in thick and colorful, and this sentence was widely circulated.

The convoy was repeatedly checked, and all the garrisons at this level knew it, but the guard wanted to see the beautiful woman for a while.

It's just that the border army usually works hard, and such beautiful women are extremely rare, so all the soldiers are secretly happy, and no one goes to play a round.

In the face of the guard's unscrupulous gaze from Yang Fan's majestic gaze on his chest, the beautiful woman was dignified and generous, and a little patient, but when the guard general proposed to carefully search her husband in the carriage again, the young man who seemed to be sick and suffering from tuberculosis, she was obviously a little impatient.

Her brows were slightly raised, but instead of being angry, she laughed, and when she smiled, she suddenly bloomed like a peach blossom of a thousand trees, warm and bold.

"Why don't you pretend. ”

She didn't look at the border general who was close to her, but looked at the sick man in the carriage and said this softly.

Her voice was not loud, but for some reason, not only this border general, but even everyone within a radius of dozens of zhang suddenly felt their bodies stiffen.

Most of the time, the gaze was on the side of her chest, and the general subconsciously grasped the hilt of the sword at her waist.

The man in the carriage did not answer, but sighed softly.

The beautiful woman seemed extremely satisfied, and smiled even sweeter.

"What are you laughing at?"

The side general unconsciously took a step back and said in a cold voice.

"I sang a song in your Changling Tomb before, and today you are reluctant to give up on me, so I will sing it to you again. ”

The tall woman said this and looked up.

High in the sky, a drop of crystal water fell quietly and without a breath.