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Airplanes!

The Tiangang knife turned into a purple gas and roared, chasing from afar, and in the distance, about a thousand miles away in front of the Tiangang knife, there was a Taoist running away as if he was playing with his life.

"Your uncle, hurry up and run!"

"Won't I just run fast when you get off me!"

"Fart, just let you run away with me, I'm still playing with a bird when I come down!"

"You're so heavy, how can I run fast!"

The two voices kept shouting, one after another, watching a ray of light manifest in the sea of clouds and fall straight into the world, and I didn't know where I had fled, but looking at the continuous mountains in front of me, the light rushed over without saying a word.

The light faded into the rain, and a green-haired white-horned sheep rushed out of it, and the man appeared on the back of the sheep, holding his head with an abacus, and the top horns of the green sheep directly hit the mountain with a bang.

The road to the sky, there is no road to build a road, Qingyang all the way to the mountains and mountains, meet the mountains and chisel the mountains, even escape 108,000 miles, the knife behind is still the same, completely non-stop for half a minute.

"Why are you still chasing! Where am I liked by you, can't I change it!"

The Taoist screamed wow, Qingyang hit the mountain with his life, it was at this time, there was a sudden sword chant outside the sky, the Taoist was suddenly startled in his heart, and before he could react, suddenly a sword qi swept over, and it shook the vast expanse, he screamed, and fell from Qingyang in a blink of an eye!

Qingyang suddenly felt a lightness on his back, but when he turned around, he saw the Taoist falling from the clouds, and he was immediately startled, and hurriedly turned around to save him.

"You can't even scrap this guy!"

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, it's not that I don't want to fly, it's that the sword qi just now is weird and slashed my mana!"

The Taoist is Ge You, he talked to Qingyang, but before he could do it, suddenly a divine sword fell from outside the sky!

Sword of the Son of Heaven!

An aura that he had never felt before, Ge You's face was pale, and he didn't speak, and in the next moment, the Son of Heaven Sword said, "Qingyang?"

"It's Poor Dao, I didn't expect Poor Dao to be so famous, and I actually let the Son of Heaven Sword personally come out to capture ......"

Ge You's face was serious, Qingyang whispered in a low voice, leaned over to him, and said, "Can we still escape?"

"I'm afraid it won't work, I'll let you hurry up and grind!"

"I'm at this speed, you mother, haven't I been tired of escaping until now, I love to ride or not!"

"You carved wood and have physical limitations?!"

"Wood has unlimited strength, it's autumn, and I can't use my strength!"

"Fart, Jiuxuan Theory makes the world rejuvenate, are you still alive last year!"

The Son of Heaven Sword suddenly let out a slight tremble, and it was this moment that immediately suppressed the sound of the two people's bickering.

"Son of Heaven Sword, please go to the imperial tomb for a while. ”

Ge You's face was pale: "What if you don't go to the poor road?"

The Sword of Heaven trembled slightly, and the next moment. In Ge You's eyes, the endless expanse suddenly rolled upside down!

......

The mountains and greenery are uneven and the water is slim, so the people used to be in Chu to seal the territory.

At that time, the seclusion was narrow, and the days and months of settling down here were long.

The waves rise, slapping the stubborn stones, and the herring jumps up, looking at the sky and water in the distance, and it is difficult to distinguish the clouds.

The fishing village is built on the shore, when the morning sun shows a glimmer of sunset on the horizon, the clouds open and the fog disperses, a long horn, see countless ancient sails raised, only to see ten thousand boats go to sea, so that the relatives on the shore wake up with the sound of the waves.

The ebb and flow of the tide and the tide are the portrayal of the life of fishermen for thousands of years. In the eyes of the fishermen, this is an extremely ordinary, ordinary life, which swings like a pendulum day after day, year after year.

Scattered in the village are old boats, mottled old fishing nets, a promenade paved with huge stones, and a New Year's stone with a red thread tied to the corner of the wall near the mountain.

On the other side is a row of fishing buildings, with gray tiled roofs with fishing candles and lights, surrounded by wind vanes, and fishing nets and floats in the center.

Time is linked to the tide here, and the years are willing to be fished up, this blink of an eye is the passing of a lifetime, countless people were born here, grew up, and finally bathed in the sunset and grew old.

The day's journey has reached twilight, and the golden crow is about to fall into the sea, this is the boundless sea, not only the immortals call it, but also the mortals.

On the shore, countless women are waiting for the return of the men in the family, some of whom have returned, landed on the shore, hugged their wives, and then pulled the fishing nets, which were full of fat girls' herring.

"The girl of the Ye family, are you still waiting for your father-in-law?"

A woman looked at a young girl who was watching the tide, she was wearing a dull red shirt and a wrap on her head, and when she heard someone calling on the side, she immediately laughed: "Yes, he should be back soon." ”

"The tide will send him back. ”

A fisherman opened his mouth and smiled at the same time: "The girl of the Ye family, your father-in-law doesn't know what he will bring back to you this time, he is also a person with great ability, I have been fishing here for thirty years, he has come here, but for five years, his wrist has surpassed all of us, he is strong and strong, I don't have to say, I also know that I feel sorry for the girl in the family, you don't have to say it." ”

The girl in red laughed, not shy, but happy from the heart, her eyes narrowed into crescent moons, her eyebrows were crooked, and she was captivating.

The long trumpet sounded, as if to tell someone, and the girl looked out to sea, and saw the young man returning from the sea, and the waves seemed to escort him, and they were very gentle.

"Ye Yuan!"

The girl in red smiled, tried her best to stand on tiptoe, and waved her hands, while the man in the boat waved in response, and called from afar.

The boat came to the shore, and Ye Yuan came down, carrying a net of large fish, among which a red fish fell and was picked up by the girl in red.

She is Hongqu, who was once the princess of the noble dragon clan.

He is Ye Yuan, who used to be a rebel in the city of vain, and he is one of the Xuandu of the Eighty-One Transformations.

At the end of Longhua, the Dragon Clan fell into an eternal drama with an extremely ugly attitude, and Ye Yuan lived in seclusion with the Red Canal, and it has been more than 120 years now.

Hongchen has traveled all over the world, Ye Yuan has been a butcher, a tea man, a cattle and sheep, a fire woodcutter, a hunter, and now a fisherman.

And no matter where he went, Hongqu also went with him, seeing all the things in the world, which made this princess of the dragon clan also tainted with some ...... The fireworks of the world.

The Tao is different, and some people choose to march forward. Some people choose to escape from the world, some people are haunted by the past, and some people choose to let go of everything.

Since Ye Yuan stopped practicing, the lights of the Xuandu Eight Views Palace never lit up again, and the amazing purple fire disappeared.

Ye Yuan knew that he had disappointed the old man, but he thought that maybe that kind of hardship and hardship, the days of fighting in the four seas were not what he wanted.

Since the past, what he wants has always been a place to return.

Now that he has found it, he naturally does not have to continue to drift.

The rest of my life is long, and we'll see.

Ye Yuan stroked Hongqu's face, his gaze was soft, and the latter was not shy, putting his palm on his face and sticking it very tightly.

Ye Yuan opened his mouth, wanting to say something, the fishing song was late, and then at this moment, in Ye Yuan's eyebrows, a bright light suddenly rose.

Two flashes of purple fire appeared in his eyes, and at the same time, a sword roar sounded in the distant sky.

Immediately after, there was a sword groan.