In the early morning, the trees were filled with mist, and the sun shone in the forest. The light pierces through the fog, reflecting the sun's rays into a dizzying halo of seven colors.

Qin Zheng was awakened by the dazzling sunlight and the noise of chirping birds. He sat up in a daze, but felt a sharp pain in his brain. , I am still thinking back to what I saw and heard yesterday.

Qin Zheng only remembered that he was teased by the girl named Fu Ling and strayed into the trap, and before he found the high platform, Qin Zheng was hit in the back of the head by Fu Ling, Qin Zheng only cared about being shocked, and he was still guarding against Fu Ling behind.

Looking back, I was still excited, but Qin Zheng couldn't remember this sculpture carved with the sun, moon, mountains and rivers at all. I only remember the shock and surprise in my heart at that time, but what happened after that?

Qin Zhengz remembered that he was teased by the girl named Fu Ling and strayed into a trap, and then he only remembered that there was an attendant, but Fu Ling pushed the door open, and then the memory came to an abrupt end, as if the fragment of memory could be cut.

"Blessing ...... , Why did it appear when Luoyang's deeds were revealed?Who can control a person's spirit?" Qin Zheng thought about it, the colder his body became, and he only felt that this opponent behind the scenes was not simple.

Qin Zheng looked at the reflection of the shadows of the trees, but for Qin Zheng, who had woken up and still had sweat stains on his forehead, all this did not make people feel comfortable.

Qin Zheng knew that he had slept for a day and a night, and this night, Qin Zheng dreamed of Senior Sister Shulan, and dreamed that Li Shulan was in a huge space, Qin Zheng was sure that it was hell. He dreamed that his sister was tied to a cross, suspended in the air, without any place to stay.

Qin Zheng saw that the wire rope tied to the junior sister was very tight, tied to the body in a fork shape, so tight that the clothes were torn, mottled to reveal the skin of Yingyu, the place where the shoulders were tightened was already oozing blood, and the blazing magma was gushing below, emitting a bright red faint light,

This huge dark room, the walls around it are painted with portraits of evil spirits and dead corpses, and the bloody portraits make people's hearts shake and their hearts are sick.

Senior Sister Shulan's cheeks were full of tears, her face was sickly white, and she seemed to be unable to support it, across a river of magma, Qin Zheng stood opposite with red eyes, and what about Senior Sister, who also seemed to sense that Qin Zheng was on the other side.

She raised her heavy head, looked at Qin Zheng with a pale face, stopped crying, and smiled weakly and reluctantly, seeing that Qin Zheng was so anxious that she was about to roar angrily, and when she wanted to reach out to help, she dragged her back from the dream to reality.

Qin Zheng sat up suddenly, and turned his head around in panic to check the real world, the dream just now was so terrifying, Qin Zheng's clothes were already wet with cold sweat.

Qin Zheng clenched his sweaty hands and said in a trembling voice, "Little junior sister, don't be afraid...... I'll save you!" After speaking, he struggled to stand up again, slashed the thorn bushes in front of him with his bloody sword, and shouted: "It's all my fault! If it wasn't for being kidnapped by the people of the Demon Sect, how could I let my brother and fellow junior sisters suffer such twists and turns?"

Qin Zheng's bloody sword slashed into the air, he was really worried about the safety of Xiao Qingzhou and his junior sister. The blood sword pointed at the sky and cursed: "You thief damn God!" Qin Zheng put down the blood sword and walked away, now there is no room for the slightest neglect, and if you are one step late, you may die. Sometimes creation makes people, but it is unsatisfactory.

But just after taking a few steps, Xu is true qi did not adjust, disrupting the way of martial arts. Suddenly, the real anger was chaotic, and he felt dizzy just this time, Qin Zheng hurriedly sat down and meditated. Halfway, Qin Zheng staggered to his feet again.

Qin Zheng was annoyed in his heart, and the blood sword in his hand danced unconsciously, and the blood sword suddenly turned into bursts of rainbow light, and pieces of silhouettes, although it seemed to be disorderly, it was actually analyzed, and it was really exquisite.

At this time, even if Qin Zheng was compared with the Yao Immortal Patriarch, although he couldn't win, he would not lose badly, and Qin Zheng's martial arts were already in the middle and upper class at this time.

After Qin Zheng did all this, the sky had already dawned, the sun was slightly dim, and the mist had dispersed.

He cautiously took out half of the jade pendant that his mother had left him when she was dying. Although he had never seen his mother's appearance, and even Qin Zheng didn't even know who his enemy was, every time he picked up the jade pendant, Qin Zheng would draw strokes on the moon in the sky for a long time, imagining what Xiuyu said about the two jade pendants together.

Qin Zheng took back the jade pendant and put it in his arms, this jade pendant made him feel warm, he put away the jade pendant, his delicate eyebrows frowned slightly, and his cold face seemed to have been cut with a knife. He took off his upper robe. But I felt a depressing and dull feeling in the air, full of restlessness.

Qin Zheng's inky eyes looked up at the clouds in the sky, shook his head and smiled: "It looks like it's going to rain" In fact, the woods here are dense and uninhabited. With Qin Zheng's foot strength, he may have to walk for a day.

"Huh, how can there be a child's crying in this wilderness and wilderness?" Qin Zheng looked for the voice, and quickly ran two steps away from the bamboo and wood forests on both sides. Suddenly, a cool breeze hit. There was a light ahead.

Qin Zheng saw that in front of him was a hollow valley in the mountains, flat and open, as vast as the northern grassland, with fresh grass on the ground, and a few light and beautiful butterflies hovering in the low sky.

However, looking for the sound, on this grassland of miniature plates, five miles away from here, is where the sound comes from. The cry was terrible, mixed with the choking sound of a woman, but the view was blocked by the rolling hills in front of him.

Qin Zheng couldn't help but feel annoyed in his heart, could it be that there were robbers and bandits with cut paths in front of him? I heard that there were many miscellaneous people here, and I couldn't imagine that it was so rampant.

Qin Zheng rushed forward, jumped out of the woods in a few steps, and saw a group of big men surrounding a woman, and next to the woman was a child who was less than a meter tall, Xu was a few years old.

The woman knelt on the ground and pleaded, while the child crouched beside the woman, looking at the fierce robber and crying.

Qin Zheng, who was standing not far from the robbers, couldn't suppress his anger, shouted, threw the blood sword, the blood sword passed through the head of a big man accurately, and with a bang, it pierced into the grass;

Without the slightest struggle, the body fell to the ground, and with every beat of the heart, gushed out. In the early autumn, just after the frost, the steam of blood rose like a mist of hot boiling water. The scene was bloody, but the rest of the people were indifferent. They just turned him sideways, and there was no trace of heat in their cold eyes. Rao is Qin Zheng, and he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, Qin Zheng stepped forward quickly and picked up the blood sword.

The woman also cast a grateful gaze, as if she hoped that Qin Zheng could save herself from fire and water. However, the child who was standing by was even more frightened, his eyes were stunned by the loud voice, his eyes staring at the corpse, and his lips trembled slightly.

The child who followed the woman seemed to be only a few years old, wearing only a cloth gown and a small red cloth pocket inside, and the child's lips were purple and he stood alone in the cold wind shivering.

The woman seemed to see hope, but she was a little forced by the cold long knives in the hands of these powerful men. Didn't dare to move. Just covering his face with his hands, sobbing, and his mouth emitted a trembling, staccato syllable: "Help, help..............."

The terrible cry and the loud north wind constitute a miserable world.

Qin Zheng opened his eyes to the maximum so that the tears in his eyes would not overflow. Twenty years ago, he was like this child, but Qin Zheng was faced with the thirty-two corpses of the whole family, but there was no crying and mourning, but fortunately, a pair of warm hands reached over and covered his eyes.

But at this time, Qin Zheng unexpectedly snorted coldly, and Jian Jian even pointed directly at the woman holding the child.