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The sword dance in the heavy rain was a strange experience, which inspired the fighting spirit of countless disciples who hated the sky, and many disciples were loosened because of this, and most of them were filled with laughter and joy after the morning practice, and the feelings were inexplicably much deeper, and they scattered in piles and twos.

The other palaces are lively, and as one of the six palaces, only the two of them are left in Qushui Palace.

Liu Yiqing waited anxiously, and no one returned.

Walking into the junior sister's room, all Liu Yiqing saw was He Qing'er's confused eyes, her brain was blank, and she didn't remember anything except the instinctive fear of the unfamiliar environment.

After a long time, the memory in the blank brain emerged little by little, and He Qing'er couldn't help but hold her forehead and shake her head gently, which made people feel a little uncomfortable.

"Senior Brother Liu!" He Qing'er gradually recovered her senses, and smiled softly at Liu Yi.

"Senior Sister Qing'er, you finally remember Senior Brother and I, every time we see you afraid of Senior Brother and us, we feel uncomfortable. Liu Yi smiled bitterly.

He Qing'er smiled softly: "Senior Brother Zhou also says the same on weekdays, but Senior Sister really doesn't have any pain, Senior Brother Liu, you don't have to be sad." ”

Liu Yiqing finally hung up a light smile and talked to He Qing'er, but his heart was already cold.

Several senior brothers in Qushui Palace often come into contact with He Qing'er, and they all know in their hearts that their junior sister's problems have become more and more serious.

"Dad, they haven't come back yet, Senior Brother Ding won't be very serious, right?" He Qing'er looked worried.

Liu Yiqing comforted: "Senior Brother Ding's realm is much higher than ours, he is the most calm and unfazed in the end, and he will definitely be fine in the end, he is not feeling well now and wants to go out to breathe, I guess he will come back after a while." ”

Liu Yi gently helped He Qing'er to get up slowly, and then the senior brother and sister stood on the threshold and quietly watched the vast rain outside.

The world is changing, people are changing, and the celestial phenomena are constantly changing.

Thundered.

Thunderstorms have been three days and three nights.

Wandering in the city, wandering in the inn, Zi Wu was still lazy in the daytime, and after the cold and quiet breathing, when he was washing his face, he heard a confused murmur from the bed, "Cold ......and quiet"

Leng You looked sideways and saw that Zi Wu was in a daze on the bed, and she had lazily stood up, rubbing her worried eyes.

Drying his hands with a towel, Leng Yu walked towards the side of the bed, sat on the edge of the bed, and tidied up the slightly messy beautiful purple gauze skirt for Zi Wu.

Leng You shook his head, "I've slept for three days, and I'm still so confused." ”

Zi Wu was like a little dazed person who had woken up from a full sleep, but Leng You's arrival next to her made her much more sober, and when she heard Leng You's words, she was in good spirits and threw herself into her arms and hugged Leng You, and she was very happy.

"It's cold, the rain hasn't stopped. ”

Zi Wu affectionately leaned her chin on Leng You's shoulder, quietly listening to the sound of rain outside the room, her ears and temples grinding, and her expression was very satisfied.

Leng Youran nodded indifferently and said: "The rain is still very heavy, looking at the sky, I'm afraid it will last for four or five days, Zi Wu can sleep peacefully for a while." ”

"Okay. Purple Dance grinned.

Leng You patted Zi Wu Rourou's back, Zi Wu was satisfied and lay down again, Yingying's eyes looked at Leng You's eyes with a smile in her eyes, and then closed them lightly.

The awake Purple Dance is very active and tossing, but the sleeping Purple Dance is very peaceful.

Leng Yu got up and looked at Zi Wu indifferently by the bed, and could see the slender black eyelashes on Zi Wujiao's face closed quietly, very beautiful, and when she occasionally trembled, she suddenly touched the deepest softness in people's hearts, and wanted to love and pity and care for a lifetime.

Maybe she won't wake up until the rain stops, and Leng Yu will open the green umbrella and walk out of the room alone.

......

The battle between the two realms had already stopped the day and night, and the ancient city was slightly silent in the heavy rain.

At the gate of the north of the city, a man braved the heavy rain and fell into the street, his wet hair blocked his face, and he couldn't recognize who it was, the only thing special was the ancient sword he held in his right hand, which looked simple and extraordinary.

The people walked steadily down the street towards the city, walking slowly and slowly, glancing over the secular people who opened the doors on both sides of the long street.

On both sides of the street, the secular people opened the door to see when the heavy rain would stop, but they saw such a strange person at a glance.

Isn't it crazy to not avoid such a heavy rain!

The scene on the street began to appear ghostly, and the faces of the common people gradually became dull and dark, so obscure that people felt a little terrifying when they looked at it.

With the sound of a slight breathing disturbance, the streetscape shook violently.

"What's wrong with this person, he won't get sick, right?"

There were well-meaning people on the side of the street who were worried about opening their mouths, and even many people came out with umbrellas, gathered behind them and watched the strange person in front of them breathe heavily and walked forward, but the man was holding a sword in his hand, as if he was about to kill at any time, and the people watched from afar and no one dared to approach.

The street scene shuddered, and the ghost appeared again.

At a glance, I saw that the faces of many people became darker, and their eyes were almost unkind, and gradually, the dark expressions could no longer be hidden, and gradually revealed their ugly and ruthless true colors.

Demon ......

Demon Path Demon!

At this time, at the corners of everyone's mouths, a strange smile appeared in unison.

"Demon Dao, damn it, damn it!"

The street scene was shaking, the strange man's body trembled, holding the ancient sword and there was a tendency to walk towards the people, which made the people's faces shocked, but in the end the man still turned around and faced forward with difficulty, his pace became faster and faster, and his eyes hidden in his wet hair had gradually turned a maddening red......

The rain is pouring down, and people go to the streets.

"Senior Brother Ding, Senior Brother Ding, where are you, stop!"

There were anxious shouts from the street......

......

Walking leisurely by the Qingliu River in the city, taking a walk, draining the turbidity accumulated in the body due to long-term meditation and cultivation, and the rain on the river beside him hitting duckweed, it is also another quiet rain scene.

Leng You's face was calm, but his pace became slow, and finally he stood in place with an umbrella.

Suddenly, it seemed that the whole world fell silent, eerily silent, without a sound.

Murder is coming!

Bang, bang, bang, bang!

The surface of the river suddenly exploded continuously, the water splashed three feet high, and Leng Yu quickly threw out the green umbrella in his hand, and in just a moment, the green umbrella exploded into pieces in front of his eyes.

Tens of millions of raindrops around the area shot wildly through the air, forming a ring of terrifying rain curtains!

Leng You did not hesitate to turn around on the spot, and swept the light in his hand, and the aura of destruction exploded, reversing all the attacks that came on the ground, and directly forming a wave of destruction on all sides.

"Poof!"

Three or four feet in front of Leng You, Ding Zheng spurted out a mouthful of blood, his eyes stared at Leng You, silently, and the murderous aura on his body was terrifying!

Ding Zheng raised the Demon Divine Weapon and swept forward, but he was swept away halfway.

Ding Zheng was murderous, and his perseverance approached again, and he was ruthlessly swept away again.

Ding Zheng stood up tremblingly, blood flowed miserably from his mouth, and the tip of the sword of the "Demon Punishment" in his right hand merged into a stream of blood, which continued to flow to the ground.

"Adversary, those who see it should be punished...... It. ”

Ding Zheng was unwilling and rushed forward again......

The rain was cold, revealing a sense of sadness.

Ding Zheng didn't know how many times he rushed up, and he didn't know how many times he was swept away.

"Poof!"

Ding Zheng suddenly spurted out a large block of blood in his chest, his body collapsed and knelt on the ground, and he no longer had the strength to get up, holding the ancient sword with trembling hands, his eyes staring at him, and the killing intent of the demon was undiminished.

Leng You held the shaking light and said lightly: "This demon is originally a murderous sword. ”

"Demon Demon Demon...... It's all damn ......" Ding Zheng's face stiffened, almost squeezing out in a low voice!

Leng Yu stood quietly, his expression unchanged.