The sky is dark, hanging down thousands of fine rain, the middle section of Fulong Mountain is like a scale-like dwarf between the water vapor, the grass and trees are infiltrated, from the lively emerald green to deep blue-black, into the eyes of a misty turbidity, by the rain fog mountain stone obscured vision.

In the dark skylight, on the lonely and winding mountain road halfway up the mountainside, a silver horse with fluorescent body is galloping, splashing water under the hoof, but it is not touched at all, and it looks more and more radiant, like a swimming dragon.

There was no saddle on the horse's back, but there was a lilac dress that fluttered lightly in the slanting wind and drizzle, like a flying rainbow.

The long black and smooth satin hair was slightly spread out with the wind, and it could no longer hide the soft curve of the waist. Between the sleeves of the coat, the palms of the hands that gently pressed the mane of the horse's neck appeared white and slender, glowing with a jade luster.

What is even more brilliant is the pair of Danfeng eyes, the eyes are like water, and the eyebrows are lightly dyed with spring smoke, just like the smoke and mist in front of them.

This person and horse seem to occupy all the agility and color of heaven and earth.

The purple-clothed girl looked up to make a look, and suddenly stretched out her hand, and the silver horse immediately turned, leaving the fairly flat mountain path under her feet, and climbing up to the top of the slightly steep hills.

The color of the silver horse's fur is pure and brilliant as silver, but under closer inspection, it is a rugged and thin horse, fortunately, it has a lot of strength, and it is surprisingly skillful and swift to climb the mountain, and after a while, it successfully reached the top, and then it jumped down without hesitation.

The horse's hooves rising in mid-air have not yet landed, and the surrounding scenery has suddenly changed.

A man and a horse instantly moved away from the endless hills with no end in sight, and actually crashed headlong into an extremely flat and vast valley.

The valley is full of verdant willow branches swaggering in the wind and rain, and the dense water vapor is ten times more than before, not only the fog in the willow forest is thick, but also a pale cyan smoke miasma has been formed in the air, shrouding the valley in soft greenery.

The horse's hooves stopped.

The black-gray rain clouds, the pale cyan smoke miasma, the thick mist in the willow forest, a silver horse stood in front of the forest, and a very beautiful girl in purple sat immediately.

It's silent, and it's weird.

Yinma looked around, with a strange light in his eyes, and said: "This is Wanliuzhuang? Not only Wanliu, I'm afraid it's more than 100,000, right? It's just that I spent a lot of effort to climb the mountain, and in the end, I couldn't see the shadow of the Zhuangzi except for the tree, which is a bit unusual, right?"

He took a deep breath, only to feel that the aroma of the plants and trees was so rich that it was even a little sweet, and in this intoxicating sweetness, there were wisps of extremely pure cold aura.

"But it's really a good place, compared with this place, whether it is the Lingying Marquis Mansion or the Yinshan Mass Grottoes, they are all far behind. ”

"We are foreign guests, of course, we must follow the rules of the host. ”

The purple-clothed girl smiled lightly and replied casually: "The exercises you practice complement each other here, and you have achieved inspiration in a vague way, so naturally you say yes, and if you change to someone else, I'm afraid that even a good man in the Qi cultivation realm will not be blessed, right?"

Her eyes wandered, looking at a place on the edge of the willow forest, and at the same time, a complicated magic seal was formed in her hand, which caused the pale cyan smoke miasma in the sky to ripple slightly: "I don't know which senior brother is here, the little sister Lingshan walks Murong Chunxiao, this is the Great Demon of the Black Crow Guard of the Imperial Prison, Ah Wei, who was ordered by the ancestor of Lingshan to visit Guizhuang, and please show up to pick it up." ”

Ah Wei, who was called the Great Demon, looked at Murong Chunxiao's gaze, and found that under the cover of several tall weeping willows, there was an extremely ugly old willow tree, the body of the tree was low and bloated, the willow branches were green and yellow, and they seemed to be half-withered, and the willow leaves on the branches were even more sparse, like the messy hair on the old woman's head.

Ah Wei's face showed an irrepressible look of shock, such an old willow, it is familiar and tight!

But before it could think about it, the body of the old willow shook for a while, and a person fell out of thin air from the ugly and dry bark, and in the blink of an eye, it was outlined and colored from formlessness and substance, turning into a living flesh and blood.

It was a thin boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, dressed in white and with his hair tied up, cold as ice and snow, and carrying an iron sword of ordinary texture, with two strange scarlet lines winding and swimming on its body.

As soon as this person appeared, there was a killing and annihilation intent all over his body, and in the eyes of the two grandmasters, the light cyan smoke miasma floating above his head was also dyed with an ominous blood light.

Murong Chunxiao's brows furrowed and stretched, and he chuckled: "But Senior Brother Wu, who has repaid grievances with a sword, can be compared to others?"

The white-clothed young swordsman's face was always as cold as ice that had not melted for ten thousand years, and he asked in a deep voice, "What is the matter with entering the village?"

Ah Wei's eyes widened, and he asked loudly: "This kid is the silent sword demon who practiced qi and killed the inspiration for qi killing, and the blood flowed like a river on the way into Beijing with a single sword, and the corpses on the top of Luofu were all over the place, and then disappeared and disappeared?"

It didn't wait for Murong Chunxiao to answer, it grinned at Wu Ersan, revealing a bright red tooth bed: "Your reputation has spread to the Northland, and it is said that you have a secret about the Great Treasure of the Heavens, if you are not too far away, I am afraid that the horse bandits in the Northland will come to you for trouble." Even the second master mentioned you, saying that as early as in the northwest, I heard that there was a guy who was more murderous than him, and he slaughtered people at every turn. ”

Wu Ersan snorted coldly and asked solemnly again: "What's the matter?"

Ah Wei still didn't know whether he was alive or dead: "The second master also said that this sword demon is a rare refreshing person, and the people who die under his sword may not be more killed than our masters in the north, but he has a false reputation for killing." ”

Wu Ersan closed his mouth, and the red sword in his hand, which was originally pointed to the ground, was raised horizontally, and the sword body glowed with cold blood.

Murong Chunxiao was a little crying and laughing, and hurriedly interrupted: "The little sister is here to send something, the ancestor said that it was a senior surnamed Pu who personally asked Lingshan for it." ”

Wu Ersan, who didn't eat oil and salt, was stunned when he heard this, and his expression finally changed.

He took a deep look at Murong Chunxiao, and suddenly turned around and said, "Come with me, don't go wrong." ”

Ah Wei turned his head and glanced at Murong Chunxiao, saw that the other party nodded, and hurriedly followed Wu Ersan into the misty willow forest.

When passing by the old willow tree, Ah Wei stretched his neck, and wanted to bite down on a willow branch, but Wu Ersan turned around with a sword, which could be cut by the tip of its nose, which frightened Ah Wei a lot, and he didn't dare to act rashly.

is also in the realm of inspiration, but whenever he faces the young swordsman and the red sword, Ah Wei always feels sincerely jealous in his heart, and follows the second master through countless battles, and its spiritual sense has never been missed.

Although Wu Ersan warned the people who followed the same trend and did not go across, in fact, no matter whether there was a willow tree in front of him, he walked straight forward from beginning to end without the slightest deviation.

The two of them quickly disappeared into the depths of the mist and willow forest.

(Thank you ~ green mountains are getting greener, ~ and ~ the end of the years ~ two Taoist friends of the reward! If nothing else, you can have more time to code words next week, and you can only guarantee a weekly or Tuesday change, everyone forgive me.) ）