Tomorrow is 515, the anniversary of the starting point, and the day with the most benefits. In addition to the gift bag and school bag, this time's "515 Red Envelope Flip" must be seen, how can there be a reason not to grab the red envelope, set the alarm clock high~

Outside the city.

There are two lakes connected like a ring.

One lake is round and small, one lake is long and wide, from a distance, the two lakes are opposite, the shape is like the sun and the moon, the water halo is bright, and the weather is thousands.

Look carefully, in the middle is the Hongqiao flying frame on both sides, there is a high platform, there is an octagonal pavilion, the height is far away, the vision is bright.

Lu Qingqing sat on the soft couch, her beautiful eyes were quiet, like autumn water.

The maid Ruyi stood in front of her, told the story of the incident, and finally said, "As soon as Du Yuanshan died, a key link was missing over there." ”

"Don't give up yet. ”

Lu Qingqing's eyes were bright, looking at the pines and cypresses in front of him leaking moonlight like frost and snow, the wind blew, sparse and sparse, and said, "Continue to monitor, don't let that group of brainless guys ruin our big things." ”

"Yes,"

Ruyi agreed, and continued, "According to my verification, the Dao master who stabbed Du Yuanshan to death at that time should at least be in the Yin God Realm, coming and going like the wind, and the Dao art is strange, and it is impossible to prevent it. ”

"Yin God,"

Lu Qingqing smiled lightly, her long eyelashes trembled, and muttered, "It seems that the person behind Chen Yan made a move, and he was actually a master of Taoism, I thought he was a martial arts powerhouse." ”

After a pause, Lu Qingqing waved his hand and ordered, "You go down first." ”

"Hmm,"

Ruyi bowed, took three steps back, then turned around, jumped up, and swept his graceful body across the graceful curve and plunged into the water.

Whoa,

There was no sound in the water, just a fist-sized splash, and it dispersed without a trace.

"Pig-like teammates. ”

Lu Qingqing stroked the hair that was blown by the night breeze in his ears, stretched his water sleeves, and walked to the front of the pavilion.

"Whew,"

Lu Qingqing exhaled a breath of turbidity, and his chaotic mood seemed to be a little better.

"Huh?"

Just as he was about to leave, Lu Qingqing's charming face suddenly changed, Cui Yu raised her thin eyebrows, raised her hand and shot out a blue light, like a thunderbolt of lightning, and scolded, "Who is it?"

Whoa,

The next moment, a little black light jumped out of the water, stretched, and turned into a deep black water.

A figure emerged from the black water, only three inches at first glance, and in less than half a breath, it grew to the size of an ordinary person, hazy, and the face could not be seen clearly.

"Yin God?"

When Lu Qingqing saw the comer, he was stunned for a moment, then reacted, and laughed softly, "Your Excellency is the person in Jintai Mansion who is responsible for protecting Chen Yan, right?"

"Hmph,"

The figure snorted coldly, didn't answer, raised his hand and pointed, and the black qi of the forest condensed, turning into a spear, winding patterns, and revealing its edge.

"Duh,"

The spear of the sunless broke through the air, silently, only a cold spirit pointed directly at the spiritual platform, bitter silence, despair, darkness, devouring all light and heat.

Lu Qingqing only felt that it was suddenly dark, as if the sky was falling apart, and the black air swallowed the sun, and he exclaimed, "Good Taoism." ”

Whoa,

As soon as the words fell, a ray of water rushed out from Lu Qingqing's Heavenly Gate, holding up a treasure orb, the golden qi rose, and the Xuanyin was agitated.

Whoa,

The orb shook lightly, fixing the spear of the sunless that had been struck.

"Go,"

The figure is not busy or busy, raising his hand and pointing, a drop of dark water emits out, inconspicuous and melts into the void.

Click,

The next moment, the Xuanming True Water touched the orb, and an incredible cold wave erupted, which wanted to completely freeze people's minds.

"Not good,"

Lu Qingqing's face changed color, she didn't expect that the other party's methods were so amazing, this chill seemed to exist forever, straight into the spiritual platform, and the breath of loneliness and death was permeated.

"Up,"

At the critical moment, Lu Qingqing showed her profound cultivation, she pinched a trick, her body turned from solid to empty, and the cold was so cold that it could affect the soul of the gods, but it was as transparent as helpless.

"What a Lu Qingqing,"

A long laugh came out from the dark shadow, and he said, "The people of the water tribe are hidden deeply. ”

"Hmph,"

Lu Qingqing lifted the Dao technique, turned from virtual to real, landed on the ground, Yu's face turned cold, and said, "This Jintai Mansion is not your Chen family's territory, am I a person from the Water Clan, what do you care?"

"Those who are not of my race will have different hearts. ”

The voice of the yin god in the black shadow is generous and powerful, and the righteousness is awe-inspiring.

"Giggles,"

As soon as he heard this, Lu Qingqing laughed so hard that the phoenix hairpins on his head fell, and the green silk like a waterfall hung down, blocking his plump chest, clapping his hands and saying, "It's really laughing to death, your Chen family has always been self-respecting, and you are still qualified to say such things?"

"Nonsense. ”

The voice of the black shadow was low, and the faint black water under his feet was pervasive, chilling to the bone, cold, scarcity, despair, and dead silence.

"Don't think I'm really afraid of you. ”

Lu Qingqing snorted, flicked his fingers, and one by one Lingwen flew out from the slender jade hand, bright as a lamp, bright and bright.

Whoa,

Hundreds of spiritual texts were combined together and turned into a guqin engraved with dragon patterns, Lu Qingqing's ten fingers were plucked, and the jingling music came out, from low to high, and the sound of killing was thorough.

Whoa,

The notes beat, the music is clear, and the small octagonal pavilion seems to have turned into a battlefield of conquest, and the tragic atmosphere is enveloped, almost turning into substance.

"The dragon fights in the wilderness, and its blood is yellow. ”

Lu Qingqing paused word by word, this chant seemed to completely ignite the magnetic field in the pavilion, and in the loud horn sound, the dragon chanted and shook the sky.

"Huh?"

As a Yin God, his sense of hearing is ten times more than that of the physical body, but in the same way, he will also be targeted, and the sound wave Dao technique is particularly lethal to it.

Whoa,

In the sound of the dragon's groan, there were ripples on the surface of the Yin God, which was caused by the agitation of the qi machine, which showed the power of Lu Qingqing's Dao technique.

Whoa,

In the notes in the sky, the Yin God suddenly cracked, turning into thousands of black rays, and after a few flickers, there was no trace.

"Huh,"

Lu Qingqing swept his eyes and found that there were no traces, thought about it, and took out a crested bronze mirror from his sleeve, and under the urging, he still didn't find it.

"There's no way you're going to die like this,"

Lu Qingqing frowned at her good-looking eyebrows, her dress was blown by the wind, she was like a fairy, and pouted, "Could it be that you slipped away? The Yin God is the most ever-changing, hateful!"

"That's right,"

Lu Qingqing took a few steps back and forth, and said in a puzzled tone, "The Heavenly Dragon Eight Sounds I have cultivated is the most sensitive to sound, and the black shadow just now should be Chen Yan, but if it is Chen Yan, it is impossible to have the cultivation of the Yin God Realm." ”

"It's not Chen Yan,"

Lu Qingqing pondered for a moment, made a judgment, and muttered, "The Yin God Fighting Method just now is skillful, and he must be a veteran of the accumulation of years, and Chen Yan is a genius, and the realm can be improved, but the accumulation of fighting experience takes time." ”

"I'm thinking too much. ”

Lu Qingqing's body moved, and his slender feet tread water, like a Lingbo fairy, and he left suddenly.

Whoa,

After a while, in the empty octagonal pavilion, black rays flew all over the sky, gradually condensing into a figure.

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