Thinking about it so far, from the royal princes and nobles to the reckless heroes, no matter what plans they have in their hearts, they can't help but secretly pinch a cold sweat in their hearts at this moment. The sea of blood has been low-key for a hundred years, and now after a careful comparison of the hole cards that have surfaced with the forces of the outside world, the depth of its heritage and the strength of its power have long exceeded the so-called "folk recklessness". In front of him, the underworld and Qixia Fort were like newborn calves standing in front of the tiger, not to mention the rest of the sect families.

Now it seems that I am afraid that the checks and balances of the three statues over the years are just an illusion that they have deliberately shown weakness.

In this way, the heroes of the world have been worried for half a month.

The sea of blood, which has once again attracted much attention, is as always, and there is no follow-up action.

Cheng Youlu, Li Changhe and others are also waiting for the summons of the "seniors" of the Absolute Shadow Hall.

Since the fall of Qixia Castle and the day that Duan Huanshan and Zhang Jin were punished, the Absolute Shadow Hall, under the leadership of Xiao Jing, had already returned to the Zhijie Hall to practice separately. Only the "wind chill" and Jiutian have not been seen, and it seems that there is another place. In this regard, Cheng Youlu naturally didn't dare to say much, and he didn't dare to go to the Zhijie Hall to disturb him, but Li Changhe, who was slightly closer to the Wind and Rain King, jointly found their little junior brother, and under a few words of inquiry, half tentative and half concerned, they knew a little bit of trivial matters.

"After the destruction of Qixia Castle, Master ordered me and the other seniors of the Absolute Shadow Hall to come back and continue to cultivate, and he should have gone back to the Burial Cloud Valley to visit his master. As for my sister, I shouldn't be relieved and followed away, right?"

"Master?"

After Li Changhe heard this, he was stunned at first, and then sighed.

They already knew about Yun'er's death, and Tang Ling's deep affection for his deceased wife was even more clear. Only the word "visit", although it is ordinary, the sourness contained in it has already made these disciples feel embarrassed.

And where Tang Ling accompanied Yun'er to spend her last time.

This place has been named by him "Burial Cloud Valley".

Outside the valley, the Nine Heavens are alone here.

After Yun'er passed away, a thick fog rose outside the Burial Cloud Valley, hiding all the scenery in the valley. In addition to Tang Ling's accident, even Wang Yueyao, Xiao Jing and others were difficult to enter. Jiutian has a stubborn personality, and when the dense fog rose, he also tried to forcibly break in, but after a long time, not only did he not find the path, but he was inexplicably spread thousands of miles away. Now she didn't dare to make any more reckless moves, so she could only watch from a distance where the fog was not shrouded, hoping that she could see how many clues could be seen from it, so as to get a glimpse of the way to enter.

However, days passed, and the fog was still there, but the thin figure still did not appear.

Don't.

The breeze blew and gently lifted the ends of the nine heavens' gray hair.

As if due to the impact of this sudden disturbance, Jiutian's pretty eyebrows trembled, and she looked back in a certain direction: "She actually came?"

Miles away.

A fairy shadow out of the dust stepped on the clouds, and the target direction was the Burial Cloud Valley.

Earlier, Wang Yueyao informed her that she had solved the predicament she was involved in, and Yan Ling was finally relieved now. Then she ignored the dissuasion of Li Longji and Yang Yuhuan, insisted on leaving Chang'an, and rushed to the direction that she had been inexplicably worried about.

In the past, he was well-behaved and obedient, but now he actually made such a bold move, even Yan Ling himself occasionally thought back on the road. However, after a slight surprise, she still did not stop herself. And the more she moved forward, the more urgent she felt in her heart inexplicably, as if the "things that should be done" in her heart would be delayed for half a minute, which would make her regret it for the rest of her life.

At this moment.

Although he knew that he was not far from his destination, Yan Ling still couldn't suppress the urgency in his heart, and the speed under his feet increased unabated, like a sharp arrow, sweeping straight ahead.

Suddenly—

"It's not going to work. ”

A sharp palm force slashed in front of Yan Ling, and although it did not cause any harm to her, it happened to cut off her path forward.

Then, Yan Ling saw a familiar figure appear out of thin air in front of him.

"Princess Shangxian?"

The person in front of her was cold, as if everything in the world was incompatible with her, and her long silver-white hair added a lot of arrogance to her.

"Exactly. For the first time, Yan Ling carefully looked at the woman in front of him, "One thought and a thousand thoughts to kill Zhu Jiutian?"

"This is the third time you and I have met. ”

Jiutian muttered, but did not continue the topic, but still stood in front of Yan Ling, blocking his way.

The other party's behavior naturally made Yan Ling's heart puzzled, after all, as Jiutian said, counting now, it is only the third time that they have met each other, although the two sides do not have any friendship, but they have not had any friendship, why does the white-haired woman in front of her seem to have a sword against herself, and can even be called disgusted?

Although Yan Ling came here because of the inexplicable impulse in her heart, there was a white-haired shadow in front of her after all, and it was difficult for her to move forward at this time. She had to stand on top of the void, facing the wind of the nine heavens, secretly hoping that the poet's fearful thought would clear the fog in her heart and show her the way to go.

After a long time.

"How much do you know from her?"

A question came, which made Yan Ling feel a little shocked in her heart, but inexplicably, she had already seen that the Nine Heavens Jade Finger had lightly tapped to her atrium, and she knew it immediately.

"Not much, it's just an old story of her relationship with the Sage. Biting her lips, Yan Ling seemed to be a little entangled, "I believe you know more about the details of the past two years than I do." ”

"The details of the past two years, except for the single-minded extermination of the Heng clan's minions, he can only be saddened alone. Looking back at the Burial Cloud Valley shrouded in dense fog, Jiutian's face was slightly sad, and he had slowly descended to the ground.

Seeing this, Yan Ling hurriedly followed: "You said that the place in front of you is called Burial Cloud Valley?"

Jiutian's gaze still did not shift: "Since you are also one of the four bodies, you should know who has been making noise in your heart, right?"

"She calls herself Yun'er, and she is ...... with the Sage"

"Princess Fengyun, Mrs. Sage, aunt and grandmother in Tang Ling's mouth...... We can be called our sisters, or we can be seen as another us. Her body is now in the valley. ”

Hearing that Jiutian would tell the identity of "Yun'er" in detail, Yan Ling was still silent.

"I know that Tang Ling seems to be secretly planning something in order to see her again, and even does not hesitate to go against other sages. It's just that he wants to hide it from me, which really makes me feel unpleasant. ”

Nine days continued to talk to himself.

"Since the extermination of the Heng clan and the peaceful Qixia Fort, he has entered it, and it seems that he has never gone out, and he should have made other arrangements for the so-called 'plan'. But...... Why would he turn you and me away?"

Yan Ling was silent for a long time: "Maybe I'm afraid that you and I will worry about him?"