The rocky paths on the side of the road were overgrown with bleak grass and trees, and the young man in white walked through the bleak grass and trees, not caring at all that the hem of his clothes had been wet by the morning dew of the morning.

Life is always confused and endless, I don't know where I am, I don't know where I am going, I don't know what I want to do, all the joys, sorrows and sorrows of food, clothing, housing and transportation are like a big empty dream that has gone through vicissitudes of life, blank and endless.

"Actually, I'm also afraid of being lonely?" stopped suddenly, and the white clothes stared at the long sword in his hand, muttering to himself. His eyebrows and eyes were clouded, and his eyes, which were originally as bright as stars, lost their moving luster because of the pain in his body.

However, even so, he was fighting hard and didn't want to stay in one place. This still strange world can't give him the slightest sense of security.

Outside the square inch, the enemy country is exhausted.

That's probably what it feels like. Although he did possess enough martial arts to rival a country, how could a person really be an enemy of a country. This world will not allow it.

"Do you feel lonely too?"

The confused whisper was like a mist drifting in the mountains, passing through the ears of Bai Yi, like a green smoke without support, and it was difficult to detect without stretching out his hand. But Bai Yi didn't have any surprised expression, and even secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this whisper.

"Everything in the world, both spiritual and sexual, is there anything that is not afraid of loneliness? Because loneliness means being forgotten, and being forgotten is not safe, because spirituality is like Schrödinger's cat, and only the observation of existence can be given the meaning of existence. Isn't that why you exist?"

Simply speaking, there are words that no one in this world can understand, but Bai Yi is sure that the unknown place that he is talking to will be able to understand.

"You still haven't given up!

The indifferent and empty sigh is like an empty ice cliff near the abyss, the chill is biting, and it is destined to tear people's hearts. Because that is the truest mockery, expressing only one meaning.

Man, you ought to believe in your commands.

Fame and fortune are empty, love and hate are empty, life and death are also empty. Everything is separated from life to death, even if you don't believe in fate, what can you do? In the face of this hopeless emptiness, even if you do something, what is the point in the end?

Asking for peace of mind?

"My name is Lu Baiyi. Facing the name casually thrown by the other party, Bai Yi denied it, and then smiled slightly wistfully, "At least for now, I am Lu Baiyi." ”

"The so-called Wang Lingguan has long since died. ”

"Do people die when they are killed? But who knows what life and death are all about? Some people are alive, but they seem to be dead. There are people who are dead, but they are still alive. Again, in the same tone of indifference and mockery, but this time the voice included herself, "As you say, I'm not like that. The shadow depends on the human body, and the shadow outside the shadow depends on the shadow. Even if it disappears for a while, as long as the person who is the dependent subject still exists, then how can the shadow really disappear?"

"This is the form of the so-called parasitism. ”

Bai Yi didn't answer again, he just stood and stared, looking at the sunset in the distance, as if looking at the bloody rain and bloody wind that he was destined to do in this life.

In the world, the long wind and sand have risen and fallen for 9,000 miles, but they still can't forget the love of their homeland, and they can't return to the turbid mud and sand in the countryside.

But such a short gaze will eventually be broken. The wind of destiny always carries him, drifting in this world, completely ignoring that he is just a puppet without a heart, unable to be a human being, unable to sing.

It was a crisp bell, and the purple-gold bell stood out in the afterglow of the setting sun, like a star that wanted to compete with the sun and the moon in the same sky.

"You shouldn't have come. Bai Yi frowned, although he didn't know anyone coming, but he had heard Yuanmu talk about this bell before.

There are many sects in the north, and there are many masters, although there are dynasties and states to suppress them, but the masters who should rise up are endless, and the unruly talents also abound. Each sect has its own young generation of genius seeds, and these people are the representatives of the sect and the hope of the sect.

And the one in front of Bai Yi is the chief disciple of the Taishang Dao, Zijin Ling Zhang Ziyang. As for how the white clothes could see it? After all, the half-step divine realm with a long pole hanging a bell high, such an obvious feature, as long as you see it, you can naturally recognize it.

However, it was precisely because he recognized that the other party was the chief disciple of the Taishang Dao that Bai Yi opened his mouth and said that he should not come, at least not now.

"Why shouldn't I come? How many people have you killed with this sword rampant in the north? Even if it is my senior brother of the Golden and Silver Horns, and the senior sister Hu who was made into an ice sculpture by you, haven't you also let it go? Those old immortals, full of the reincarnation of the destiny of heaven, if there is really such a strict destiny, why do you have to send people to you and let you kill? It is really chilling. With a gentle gentleman's smile, Zhang Ziyang, who was carrying a long pole, said diametrically opposite.

Although there was no love or hate in his eyes, he came, desperately, which is the best explanation of his current mood. Just for the sake of some unpredictable destiny, he threw out the same door that he got along with day and night to block the robbery? He asked himself, no matter how deep his cultivation was, he would not be able to do such a thing.

So although he was powerless to prevent the death of his younger brothers and sisters, he could come out to avenge them. Even if the young man in shabby white on the opposite side has a shocking record, it is just as the Imperial City Division said.

"You are seriously injured now, if I don't make a move at this time, then how can I be worthy of my junior brother and sister. Even if you are unwilling to take advantage of others' dangers, there is no morality between you and me, only enmity and enmity. ”

The purple-robed young Taoist said frankly, his heart was like a windless mirror lake, even though what he was doing now was not what he was willing to do, he did not fall half of the dust.

"There's nothing wrong with that. Bai Yi nodded in affirmation, but he did not hesitate or fear, and did not even put his palm on the sword hanging from his waist.

It's not that he hasn't healed from his serious injuries as the Imperial City Division had inferred, or that he's given up on what he's been holding on. It's just that he doesn't look like he used to be, he's just alone.

Beside him, there are already many friends who can trust their lives.

Well, of course, including concubines.

The remnant sun was like blood, but the tip of the spear was the most scorching flame, burning the shadow of the setting sun. A big spear galloped with that figure, and the clouds, mist, wind and sand were wrapped, and he rode alone to break the army!

Liu'er did not break his promise, and sent Aya back at the most appropriate time, and by the way, he also told Bai Yi that it was ordinary and unusual.

"You really value me enough. Bai Yi shook his head and sighed, and by the way, he pointed to the galloping figure to Zhang Ziyang, who still had no reaction in front of him, "That's my concubine, you beat her first before you can find me for revenge." ”

"Good. With a simple word, accompanied by a crisp bell, Zhang Ziyang made a backhand and resisted Aya's fierce smash.

The tip of the gun is red like fire, and the body of the gun made of red iron did not bend in the slightest in the face of Zhang Ziyang's hard blow, in the final analysis, in terms of its own strength, even Zhang Ziyang of the half-step divine realm will not be better than Aya who is born with divine power in the setting. was able to block this powerful smash, and it was only because Zhang Ziyang's unloading technique was deep in the essence of Taishang Dao.

Aya was born in the battle formation, and she has no habit of talking much, not to mention that her will has always been as hard as iron, as long as she decides, there will be no hesitation.

During the days of walking with Baiyi, her role was nothing more than a drag and a burden. But how could a girl who was arrogant and as passionate as fire be willing to be a burden, since Bai Yi gave her a chance to prove herself, then even if the other party was half a realm higher than herself, she, the female general of the Le Zheng family, had to prove that she was not a woman worse than Her Royal Highness the princess in the south.

With one hand to hold the gun, the shadow of the gun turned into a long whip to drive the mountain, with extraordinary strength, Aya chose the simplest and rude way. Since the other party is good at unloading, then she will drop ten times with one force, not once, ten times, ten times, just a hundred times. The surprise attack is not without effect, since the opponent did not choose to dodge, then it just dragged the opponent into his own rhythm.

This is the same as rushing into battle, and simple consumption isolates other factors.

Rushing over is chiseling, but if you can't rush, you are trapped, and life and death are just instantaneous.

As a Xiaochu in the North, Zhang Ziyang naturally knew Aya, but he didn't expect that the other party would really do his best for the young man who was already engaged to Her Royal Highness the princess of the Luo family.

Feeling the increasing pressure on his long pole, even Zhang Ziyang, whose heart is like a mirror and is not stained with dust, has to admit that this female general of the Lezheng family is really a terrible general. can simply use her strength to suppress a half-step god realm nine-rank master, in the north, she is the only one.

With a wry smile, Zhang Ziyang didn't have time to think about it, he took advantage of Ayan's whipping that was heavier than the other, and shook the purple gold bell hanging on the long pole. This bell is really not an ornament, but his most proud dependence.

The bell was crisp, but suddenly a ball of fire shot out, as if it was real and false. Although the flames in Aya's eyes seemed to be nothing more than an illusion of energy, she really sensed a hint of danger.

Without thinking twice and withdrawing, Aya trusted her instincts immensely. She didn't dare to be careless in the face of this sea of fire that seemed to be an illusion, she grabbed the tail of the gun with her left hand, pressed the gun with her right hand, pressed the tip of the gun down and touched the ground, and put on a posture, showing the vigilance as if she was facing a great enemy.

"Dou rate the glass fire, and purify the mortal dust. Miss Lezheng, it's still too late to leave now. A mere Lezheng family can't resist Taishang Dao, one of the three major gates. Zhang Ziyang actually didn't want to entangle with Aya more, even if he promised Bai Yi to defeat her first, but doesn't the so-called defeat also include the possibility of defeat?

He wanted to avenge his younger brothers and sisters, but he was not carried away by hatred. The world-famous Lu Baiyi was indeed seriously injured, but this did not mean that he had a complete chance of winning. If he had gone through Aya's consumption, he would only have done useless work today, and he came here in vain.

A swordsman whose hands have never trembled, no matter how seriously injured, should not be underestimated. He, Zhang Ziyang, has never been a fool, although the Imperial City Division has cited all kinds of evidence to show that Lu Baiyi is indeed at the end of the crossbow now, and he has indeed weakened his strength step by step according to the plan.

But this doesn't mean that he really has to fight for life and death with Lu Baiyi at this moment, he knows very well that he is actually on the hunting list of the Imperial City Division. They are the mad dogs of His Majesty the Emperor, and mad dogs have never been stingy in biting anyone who threatens their masters.

It's a pity that Aya didn't waver at all, her expression was slightly lonely, but her fiery eyes still didn't leave the bell on Zhang Ziyang's long pole.

"I used to be the eldest lady of the Lezheng family, but now, I have nothing to do with the Lezheng family. My brother is now the head of the family, and he has removed me from the family tree and removed me from the Lezheng family. Therefore, how Taishang Dao and Lezheng's family are now, it has nothing to do with me. ”

Speaking of this, Aya glared at Bai Yi who was watching the play on the side with some complicated expression, but still said calmly: "Now I am just the concubine of this bastard you want to kill." So no matter what, if you want to kill him, you have to pass me first. ”

This kind of situation was something that Zhang Ziyang never expected, or he didn't see that this shabby young man in white had any unusual charm, and he could fascinate so many outstanding women and escort him.

"Could it be that this is the so-called extraterritorial heavenly demon that can confuse people's minds?" Zhang Ziyang muttered with some hesitation, and then he was also afraid of his thoughts and wanted to laugh.

Obviously, he himself is in the Taishang Dao, and he is the person who has the deepest understanding of these gods and ghosts, but he still has this kind of boring thoughts, and he really can't cultivate his heart at home.

Sighing alone, Zhang Ziyang looked at the fierce battle intent like a flame on the opposite side, and he finally chose to give up. He has to admit that Youle Zhengya is here, and he really can't kill this Lu Baiyi and avenge his younger brothers and sisters.

Since you can't do anything, let's wait for the right time.

After carefully looking at Lu Baiyi, Zhang Ziyang put away his posture, the long pole touched the ground obliquely, and the purple gold bell on the light rocking stick. A gust of wind and smoke passed, and there was no trace.

"What a magical bell, is it really worthy of being born as a god stick?" Bai Yi watched the other party leave, and did not force him to stay, but joked at Aya with a cold face. His eyes were full of joy at reunion, and playful cunning.

"Welcome back, my little concubine. ”