A spring rain, dripping, washing away the sorrow of the body, bringing a new air, I don't know whether the dragon king is angry, or the rain god is crying, the whole world has ushered in this clean rain.

Oriental City is even more hazy, and the fog that cannot be dispersed lingers, and the whole city is like a fairyland in a dream.

Deng Xianxian stood up tremblingly, for him, he couldn't tell what he was here for, what layer of truth was it? But did he really want to know this truth? Maybe he didn't understand it.

"That guy from the Hai family is okay, his sword heart is good, don't ask him to learn from me and lose his own heart, I can't rush the way of the sword after all. Deng Xianxian's eyes no longer seemed to see the same kind of solitude as before, "In the future, I hope you can be cautious and don't fall into the trap carefully prepared by others." What you are worried about is the devil or the gods, sometimes there must be in your life, if you go against the sky, you can do it yourself. ”

After speaking, Deng Xianxing walked out of the house, his slightly bent back, like an old man who looked down on Hongchen, calm and cold, lonely and arrogant. Dongfang Yu also began to knock on the chess pieces in his hand, closed his eyes and listened slowly, sometimes nodding, sometimes following and, "Who is desolate in the world, who looks at the sunset today, who knows that there are tears in his heart, who says that the road is bleak......!

Matsuko stood outside the house and listened with their eyes closed, smiling and nodding along with the voice.

A woman in Tsing Yi stood on a bridge, the spring breeze was howling, and the flowing water under her feet was also very turbulent because of the rain, she faced the sky, closed her eyes, and her white face showed a gentle smile, refreshing, and then spread her hands, as if hugging something. Not far away, a handsome pro-year man was running wildly against the slanting rain, shouting loudly, "Rong'er, don't! don't! don't ......."

In a tavern on the edge of the city, a man and a woman sat opposite each other, among which the woman was as beautiful as a fairy, and the man was also extraordinary.

"Hey, don't take a sip, it's a pity not to taste the taste of wine. And the wine in this Oriental City is different from that of Beiguilou. Shangguan Ling drank another cup that had just been poured up.

"I used to drink to get drunk, but now I get drunk if I don't. The man looked at the woman in front of him who was difficult to see before, and in order to go to the Beigui Building where she was, he soaked in it day and night, constantly pouring himself with wine, and now he could simply hold his head with his hands and look at her opposite with a smile. After a dialogue, Shangguan Ling continued to drink, and Wang Jiachen looked at her and smiled.

In the far north, although the spring rain came, it did not disturb this icy and snowy land, and the rain was mixed with fine snow falling, and Beiyan City showed a unique tranquility.

In an ice cave, Wang Yuansheng and Wang Jiawei sat cross-legged opposite each other, Wang Yuansheng's face still did not have a bit of aging, but his hair was as white as snow, and Wang Jiawei seemed to know a lot, and his eyes were no longer as cunning as they were at the beginning.

"If you want to break through the restrictions on entry, you have to absorb the endless cold of this extreme north, temper your body, and you will not be troubled by the realm, but you have to be prepared, this pain of peeling skin and scraping bones, like smelting fire, if you can't persevere, you will be eaten by this cold air, suffering from the poison of extreme cold, if you can not die, life is better than death. Can you hear me?"

"Hear me. ”

"Have you made up your mind?"

"Yes. ”

Wang Jiawei closed his eyes and began to adjust his breathing, Wang Yuansheng put his fingers together, pointing to Wang Jiawei's forehead, and then the entire ice cave began to slowly melt into qi, and began to surround Wang Jiawei along Wang Yuansheng's fingers, and then rushed into his body like a snake, Wang Jiawei's face began to flush because of the drop in body temperature, and then slowly lost his blood color, a little hoarfrost, shortness of breath, but the exhaled breath instantly turned into fog and evaporated, and his body was trembling, no one could imagine what his current body temperature was, even if it was Wang Yuansheng opposite him, but now they can only insist, all for their own purposes, once this path is chosen, Even if he is kneeling, he has to climb to finish, although Wang Yuansheng has a trace of uneasiness in his heart, but soon he is relieved, Wang Jiawei began to absorb those cold qi, maybe because of the dark attributes he cultivated before, coupled with the effect of relics, now he is extraordinary, and he is indeed worthy of the reincarnation of the demon god, Wang Yuansheng began to increase his efforts, and the ice cave also melted faster and faster.

In the ancestral hall of the Wang family, Hong Ying looked at Wang Weijing's tablet blankly, and said stupidly, "Do you feel lonely alone? Would you like me to accompany you? Hehehe, don't drink Meng Po soup first." ”

In the East China Sea, a man stood on a canoe with an umbrella and whispered to a group of kneeling people on the shore, "Pass the order, the Hai family will not send people out, the six of you will take Zhan Lu and send it to Dongfang City to hand over to Zhongyun, where you want to go after that, it's up to you." ”

"Yes. The crowd replied. Immediately disappeared, Hai Zhongtian looked back at the majestic city built by the sea, "It's just fame, you don't care too much, right?" The sea water kept lapping on the reef, for a while, without stopping at all, but people will always be tired, and some things will feel tired when they lose their meaning.

In the foggy and rainy south, in Miaojiazhai, an old man with a wrinkled face and a smile like the wind is adding poison to the bathtub with his own hands, and there is a young man sitting in the bathtub, with a painful expression and a frown, but he is still patient, his forehead is constantly sweating, and the blood vessels on his body are clearly visible. The old man kept laughing while sprinkling poisonous insects, poisonous scorpions, and poisonous snakes, "Xun Fang, hold on! It won't be long! It's fast, it's fast! Hahahaha." ”

In the hut in the bamboo forest further south, Yan Luofeng packed his bags, looked back at the old man sitting on the high hall, turned around and knelt on the ground, kowtowed three times, and said softly, "Apprentice, thank Master for his nurturing grace! ”

"Hehe, silly boy, don't I have you who can't live? Let's go, this trip is far away and bumpy, meet someone, don't lose face as a teacher. ”

"Yes!", Yan Luofeng kowtowed three more times, got up slowly, and left the bamboo forest without looking back. Demoiselle looked at his back and slowly walked away, his eyes moistened. The world did not stop, and the wind rose again.

(End of chapter)