[Ran^Text^Library] []. [774] [buy]. Yun Xiaoxie felt that on the first day of death tonight, Feng Qiuyu was not as she said, because she couldn't sleep and walked around, so she happened to meet Yun Xiaoxie who was in the realm of vigil in this direction. He had the illusion that the wind and autumn rain were about to speak and stop, but he was actually conveying a message to him.

If this information is the same as he guessed, it should be an earth-shattering event.

Whether Taixu Zhenren is alive or dead now, after all, is Yun Xiaoxie's own speculation, this matter is very important, and he will definitely not tell anyone before there is a clear answer or news.

On the first night of entering the dead ze, Yun Xiaoxie's heart had already risen to his throat, and it was really hard to imagine how many unknown events would happen in the future.

"Perhaps, death is just the beginning of everything. ”

There was no word for a night, and in the early morning of the second day, all the righteous path disciples began to set off again, exploring deeper into the Dead Ze.

The crowd dragged on for a long time, and Gu Yufeng and Zhang Jaw, who were opening the road in front, were more than ten zhang away from the crowd, which was a safe distance, and they had time to react and deal with anything.

Yun Xiaoxie's face has always been bad, he doesn't seem to be optimistic about the future, he looks worried, the deeper he goes, the more depressed the atmosphere becomes, everyone's words gradually decrease, and the whole team looks extremely weird.

Han Xuemei held the Xuanshuang Divine Sword, slowing down intentionally or unintentionally, and gradually kept pace with Yun Xiaoye behind.

At this time, Zuo Kui, a disciple of Shushan beside him, complained: "This death Ze is really life-threatening, look at the mosquito bites on my body." ”

Yun Xiaoxie looked back and saw that Zuo Kui's fair and pink skin had already been bitten by mosquitoes with at least a dozen red bumps, which was quite embarrassing.

He smiled bitterly, reached out and grabbed the place on his neck that was bitten by mosquitoes last night, and said, "Senior Sister Zuo, you are okay, look at me, there are dozens of big bags on my body." ”

Zuo Kui was relieved when he saw that Yun Xiaoxie had more red envelopes on his body, but when he saw that Han Xuemei's snow-white skin had not changed, he immediately said angrily: "The mosquitoes in this dead Ze are also bullying the soft and afraid of the hard, almost all of us are embarrassed by the bites, why don't you seem to have been bitten by mosquitoes at all, Senior Sister Han?"

Yun Xiaoxiao looked at it, and sure enough!

Han Xuemei had no traces of mosquito bites on her body, and she was quite surprised for a while.

Han Xuemei was silent for a moment, and then said lightly: "Maybe it's luck." ”

Yun Xiaoxiao smiled bitterly: "We don't have such good luck, Senior Sister Han, do you have any insect repellent elixir, and share it with me." ”

Han Xuemei shook her head and said, "No." ”

Yun Xiaoye thought to himself, it might be that Han Xuemei's cultivation of the Dao method made the mosquitoes in the dead Ze afraid, and he was quite envious for a while.

After complaining, Yun Xiaoye remembered the strange words of the wind and autumn rain last night.

Turning his head to look at Zuo Kui, he said, "Senior Sister Zuo Kui, this time you followed Elder Shangguan to Kunlun Mountain. Is his old man okay?"

Zuo Kui shook his head and said, "I haven't seen the real person. ”

Yun Xiaoxie was shocked and said, "What, could it be that so many elders and seniors gathered in Kunlun, didn't Taixu Zhenren come out to greet the reception?"

Zuo Kui said: "I heard that the Taixu Zhenren have been in retreat recently, and all the affairs in the mountain are handed over to the Taixuan Zhenren and Changkong and other elder disciples to take care of, so it's a pity that everyone hasn't seen the Taixu Zhenren." ”

Yun Xiaoxie's heart jumped a few times, this time the person who went to Kunlun was not only the Shangguan Elder of Shu Mountain, but also the Ding Mian of the Xuanbing Palace. It is said that even if the real person is in retreat, he will go out to entertain and entertain.

Could it be that the speculation in your heart is true?

Han Xuemei frowned when she saw Yun Xiaoxie's expression, and said, "What's wrong with you?"

Yun Xiaoye came back to his senses and said, "No, it's nothing." ”

A group of people continued to hurry, the deeper they went, the worse the climate became, sometimes the sky was clear in the morning, and suddenly there would be dark clouds, thunder and lightning at noon, and at noon, the clouds would disperse, and there would be no clouds, and perhaps within two hours, there would be another thunderstorm.

At first, everyone thought that the wild demon in Death Ze was the main threat, but now, everyone understands that what kind of wild demon is not worth mentioning at all compared to the mosquitoes and poisonous ants in Dead Ze.

For six consecutive days, except for the occasional attack by some strange monsters, most of the time, everyone was waving away mosquitoes.

The mosquitoes in the dead Ze are very different from the Central Plains, they are several times larger than ordinary mosquitoes, and they are all poisonous, and they are itchy and unbearable after being bitten, and even serious, and there are symptoms of nausea, dizziness, and black skin.

It's also strange to say, almost everyone is tormented by the mosquitoes in the dead Ze, and in the crowd, the beautiful white-haired woman Han Xuemei doesn't seem to be disturbed by mosquitoes at all, even when camping late at night, Zuo Kui, who is sitting next to her, is bitten all over her face, but she is not patronized by a single mosquito.

In the past ten years, Han Xuemei has rarely been in Shushan, and rarely has shown traces in Fanchen, and a very small number of high-level officials and disciples in Shushan have known that in the past ten years, Han Xuemei has been following the legendary Nine Heavens Xuanniang Niang Renqing to learn the Tao.

In the past ten years, he has only come back once or twice for the Shushan Seven Veins Martial Arts once every three years.

No one knows what powerful immortal arts she learned from Ren Qing, everyone only knows that in the past ten years, although Han Xuemei has never reached the realm of heaven and man, her Taoism has far exceeded that of ten years ago.

On the night of this day, after six days of continuous travel, everyone had almost walked out of the outer zee of the dead ze, according to the calculation, three or four hundred miles further, should have gone out of the shroud of the rainbow seven-colored miasma, into the dangerous and unpredictable inner ze.

Today, Yun Xiaoye doesn't have to go to the vigil realm, he is in a good mood, around a bunch of bonfires, and Tang Wenshi of the Xuantian Sword Sect, Yang Zhao of the Lingyun Cave Mansion, Yu Wan'er of the Huangshan Sect and Zhu Gou of the Shushan Sect are farting and bragging.

is talking about Yun Xiaoxie's marriage to Li Tielan ten years ago.

Tang Wenshi said with a smile: "Fairy Lingbo, you didn't see that wedding ten years ago, you really lost it, at that time, the royal send-off team stretched for ten miles, especially the sedan chair where Fairy Mo Ye was sitting, it was like a moving red palace." ”

Yang Zhaodi pursed her lips and said, "What's the big deal, I rarely go to this guy's wedding." ”

Yun Xiaoye said dissatisfiedly: "What do you mean." ”

Yang Zhaodi said: "I'm not rare, it's not rare, it's not interesting." ”

Yun Xiaoye nodded seriously and said, "You are not rare, you are almost forty this year, old girl, you deserve to get married!"

Yang Zhaodi was furious and said, "Yun Xiaoxie, who are you talking about an old girl?!"

Yun Xiaoxiao said, "I didn't say anyone." ”

At this time, Zuo Kui was reluctant and said: "Little junior brother, your words are really hateful, and the senior sisters here, including me, are not married." Moreover, he is not young. ”

When Yun Xiaoxiao heard this, he obviously felt that there were several cold airs around him, and he knew that he had provoked the anger of the public.

Hurriedly smiled and said: "All of you sisters are all accomplished cultivators, even if it is two or three hundred years later, they are still in their prime, young and beautiful, how can Fairy Lingbo compare with your sisters?"

Yang Zhaodi is even angrier!

Since the first meeting with Yun Xiaoxiao in Huangshan more than 20 years ago, the two have been friends and enemies, the arrogant Yang Zhaodi, born in a famous family, the master Lingyun Fairy, is one of the seven people in the wilderness that year, and is admired by the world.

For so many years, not to mention the disciples of the same generation, even some senior elders, they have been polite and flattering to themselves, only this cloud little evil does not take himself seriously. Over the years, whenever she thinks of Yun Xiaoxie, Yang Zhaodi's teeth itch with anger.

Ten years ago, in the Bodhi Valley of the mountain behind Mount Meru, in the illusion laid by the water purifier, Yang Zhaodi's Yuan Shen returned to the scene of bathing in the herringbone waterfall behind the Guangming Peak of Huangshan when he was young, and saw Yun Xiaoxi, a stinky boy, peeking at himself bathing on the side.

In the past ten years, she can't wait to poke Yun Xiaoxie into ashes.

Today, I was ridiculed by Yun Xiaoye for a while, and I was annoyed and aggrieved in my heart, and everyone was chatting and laughing happily. Unexpectedly, Yang Zhaodi has a strong and arrogant personality, and she can't stand the slightest grievance.

Suddenly, two lines of tears slid down his cheeks.

Everyone saw that Yun Xiaoye made Yang Zhaodi angry and cried, and they all complained about Yun Xiaoxie.

Yun Xiaoxiao didn't expect Yang Zhaodi to be so careless, and hurriedly said: "Oh, why are you crying, I'm joking, Fairy Yang, you have cultivated to a high level, your teacher is famous, you are glamorous, you are captivating, you are smart and lovely, how can you be as knowledgeable as a rough person like me?"

"You guy has a smooth tone all day, I don't believe you. ”

said that she didn't believe it, but she had already burst into laughter, obviously Yun Xiaoxie's compliment made her turn her anger into joy.

Since Yun Xiaoxiao married Li Tielan, he now knows women better, and he has a trick to deal with a narrow-minded and proud person like Yang Zhaodi.

In fact, Yun Xiaoxiao himself still hasn't understood what it feels like to Yang Zhaodi.

It can be said that Yang Zhaodi is his first love.

And every time I see Yang Zhaodi, I can't help but sarcastically mock her a few times.

Men are cheap bones, this sentence is not false at all.

In the midst of laughter and scolding, Gu Yufeng came over and said, "Little junior brother, junior sister Wan'er, come over here, there is something to discuss." ”

Yun Xiaoye was stunned for a moment, patted his butt and stood up, arched his hand with everyone, and then walked towards a group of people with Yu Wan'er and Gu Yufeng from the Huangshan faction.

This group of people are all top young masters of various factions, and they are also the leaders of this trip to Death Ze Neize, Changkong, Zhao Wushuang, Chu Yulong, Kong Xiang and others are all present.

Zhao Wushuang's face was a little gloomy when he saw Yun Xiaoxie, and he seemed to be still haunted by the competition with Yun Xiaoxie on the day of the catastrophe ten years ago.

Of course, Yun Xiaoxiao knew that Zhao Wushuang was full of hostility towards him, and he felt Zhao Wushuang's gaze, and he didn't pay attention to it.

The simple thing that this group of people discussed was to divide their ways. After all, if these fifty people want to find the traces of the Demon Sect or find the unknown treasure, it is really slim, so they can only act in groups.

These people have already discussed it, and they called Yun Xiaoyi and the others to come just to listen to their opinions.

Yun Xiaoxie has been an errand runner since he was a child, and he is used to being lazy, so he is too lazy to take care of this kind of decision-making, everything is decided by senior brother Gu Yufeng.

As for the Huangshan faction, the Xuantian Sword faction, the Tianshan faction, etc., there are no opinions. In the end, everyone unanimously decided to temporarily separate and enter Nezawa early tomorrow morning.

The next day, early in the morning.

Dozens of people in the righteous path, after passing through the rainbow seven-colored miasma, finally entered the inner ze of the forbidden land in the world.

Compared with the miasma of Outer Ze, Inner Ze can be described as the hinterland of paradise, with a pleasant climate, continuous mountains, and a green world, but who knows that in this pleasant environment, there are dangers everywhere.

Yun Xiaoxie, Zhu Gou, Gu Yufeng, Han Xuemei, and Zuo Kui, the five Shushan disciples, together with Yu Wan'er, Yang Zhaodi, Tang Wenshi of the Xuantian Sword Sect, and some other young masters of the Xuantian Sword Sect, about ten people, walked out of the miasma and entered a vast primeval forest.

The forest trees here are very strange, different from the pine and cypress willow trees common in Middle Earth, and the low trees in southern Xinjiang are also different, to be somewhat similar to the ancient trees in the northern Xinjiang ice field, tall and straight, the leaves are mostly flat and pointy, each tree is very thick, at least two or three people need to hug each other, and even many trees, the diameter is more than one zhang, hundreds of zhang tall, a tree is like a mountain.

Yun Xiaoxiao and the others are all going deep into the interior of the color for the first time, and the legendary desolate aliens have not yet been encountered, so they saw these towering giant trees first, and their faces were pale.

Walking in the primeval forest, this group of people felt as if they were in another fantasy world.

In addition to the ridiculously large trees here, the distance between trees is also very large, almost every tree is at least dozens of feet apart from each other, and on the open ground, there are lush plants and flowers, these plants and flowers are also very large and very high, and people walk in them, and they can't see the shadow at all.

There have been no human beings here for tens of millions of years, and the topography of the ancient flood in the world has been maintained, which has opened the eyes of all those who come in.

After Yun Xiaoye entered this endless forest, he obviously felt a little uneasy about the Hongmeng Qi in his body, this was the first time he felt its abnormality after giving birth to the Hongmeng Qi in the past ten years.

In addition, the aura of the Netherworld Jian that had accumulated in his body for decades also began to become agitated, faintly fighting against the aura of Hongmeng.

Yun Xiaoxie secretly shouted in his heart that it was not good, and he used his real power to forcibly suppress the restless bloodthirsty anger.

During this process, his face had been pale and bloodless, and Han Xuemei looked at it in her eyes, her brows furrowed slightly.

After passing through a dense and tall grass, a trickling stream appeared in front of it, flowing through the trees.

The water of this stream was different from the sewage of the pool inside the dead river, it was extremely clear, and everyone was overjoyed, especially the women in the same group, who swept down and ran to the stream to wash it, regardless of their image.

In the past few days, they have entered the dead river, and they have experienced violent storms every day, and everyone has long been unkempt and embarrassed, and those women are extremely beautiful, where can they endure it?

Yun Xiaoxiao fell to the ground, Han Xuemei was beside him, it can be said that these people, as far as Han Xuemei looked, looked quite normal, and the other people's skin was full of big bags bitten by dead mosquitoes.

Yun Xiaoyi saw that Han Xuemei didn't move, and said, "They all go to wash, aren't you going?"

Han Xuemei shook her head slightly, stared at Yun Xiaoxie, and said, "Something is wrong with you, since you entered this Neize, your face has been ugly, what's wrong with you?"

Yun Xiaoxie secretly said in his heart, Han Xuemei's observation was really subtle. But after all, he didn't want to say that the anger in his body was starting to be active.

Then he said: "It's nothing, it should be tired and sleepy after a few days of traveling, don't worry." ”

Han Xuemei sighed, but her gaze still didn't leave Yun Xiaoxie's cheeks.

At this time, Han Xuemei's mind heard the voice of the long-lost girl of the seventh generation.

"Hey." Providence, providence. ”

Han Xuemei frowned slightly, and said in her heart: "You haven't shown up for this time, what are you doing?"

The Seventh World said, "I'm in retreat." ”

Han Xuemei said: "What kind of providence did you just say?"

Seventh World Dao: "That Yun Xiaoxie's true qi is boiling at the moment, and thanks to his profound Taoism, he can barely restrain himself, and most of the others would have vomited blood and fell into a coma." ”

Han Xuemei's face changed slightly, and she was shocked in her heart, and said, "What?"

The Seventh World said: "This Dead Ze is not the same as Middle Earth, here has still maintained the breath of ancient desolation for thousands of years, the Hongmeng Qi here is extremely strong, and the Hongmeng Qi in Yun Xiaoxie's body has begun to be unstable." What's even more dangerous is that the savage aura here is the same as the anti-devouring aura in his body, and over the years, Yan Zhu has not been able to completely restrain and dissolve this anti-devouring aura, and now, hehe...... Hehe......"

The Seventh Shi laughed a few times, his tone cold with a bit of sadness.

When Han Xuemei heard this, she looked at Yun Xiaoxie, who had a pale face. Seeing that although his expression was calm, from the depths of his eyes, he seemed to see that this man was suffering at the moment.

She felt a pain in her heart, like a pinprick, and for ten years, she couldn't help but get close to this man, wanting to share some of the pain for him.

"Hey, hey, everyone!"

Suddenly, Yang Zhaodi, who was cleaning in the stream, suddenly shouted, and the faces of the surrounding people changed slightly, and they swept over together.

I saw Yang Zhaodi fished out a strange item from the stream, pitch-black in color, like a long iron nail, but the evil spirit was extremely strong, it should be a secret weapon.

Gu Yufeng stretched out his hand to take it, looked at it a few times, and suddenly his face changed.

Yun Xiaoye frowned and said, "Senior brother, what's the matter, what is this?"

Gu Yufeng didn't answer immediately, but looked around vigilantly, and then said: "This is the famous poisonous secret weapon of the Demon Sect Blood Condensation Hall, it seems that not long ago, there were a group of Blood Condensation Hall masters fighting here. Everyone be careful, this death is dangerous inside......"

Before Gu Yufeng finished speaking, dozens of feet upstream, Zhu Gou said loudly: "Senior brother, come here." ”

Everyone listened to Zhu Gou's eager voice, their faces changed slightly, and they flew up quickly.

A corpse, no, half a corpse, lying quietly in the stream, only the upper body, the part below the waist seemed to be cut off by some kind of gear-like thing.

Judging from the clothes and costumes of this corpse, it should be a disciple of the Demon Sect's Blood Condensation Hall.

The man was a hideous death, the remnants of his body and clothes were torn open by the claw-like force, and it was evident that before he died, he had fought to the death against his enemies.

I don't know how long the corpse has been soaked and washed in the stream, and there is no blood for a long time.

At this time, Yang Zhaodi suddenly bent over and vomited, not that she had never seen a corpse, but that the corpse was soaked in the upper reaches of the stream, and she was drinking the stream water in a big gulp just now, and now that she thinks about it, it is really disgusting.

The few women who were downstream just now also had extremely ugly faces.

Yun Xiaoye and Gu Yufeng dragged the half of the corpse up from the stream, Yun Xiaoye only glanced at it, and then gasped.

"It's him!"

After everyone saw the appearance, their faces were also slightly gloomy.

Yu Wan'er said, "Who is this person?"

Yun Xiaoye said slowly: "Chen Ping, a disciple of the Blood Condensation Hall, I have seen the Heart Demon Battle more than twenty years ago, this person is extremely high, he is Ren's ruthless junior disciple, I didn't expect him to die here." ”

Gu Yufeng checked the cause of Chen Ping's death, and said with a solemn face: "It was bitten into two pieces by the demon beast." ”

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