Eighteen years of Spring and Autumn.

Early August.

South Sea Sacred Church.

Two pieces of news spread out of the South China Sea and quickly spread throughout the Central Plains.

One piece of bad news, one piece of good news.

The bad news is that an ancient demon who has surpassed the realm of the Great Grandmaster has escaped from the South China Sea Wasteland, and with the strength of that Demon Dao giant, he is enough to easily slaughter an entire human city.

The good news is that the Great Devil has been ambushed in the South China Sea, and has not even been able to get out of the wasteland.

This desolate catastrophe.

In the camps of the Western Guanxi Regions of Qiliang and Northern Wei, less than half of the more than 100 people who were originally high-spirited survived.

Scattered and scattered, the vitality is greatly damaged.

Several leading figures were also seriously injured.

What is endlessly evocative is that in the news from the South China Sea, there is no mention of the "ghost gate".

Everyone knew that the Liuxian Monument had been shattered in this catastrophe.

But the real truth is unknown.

In the midst of the catastrophe in the wasteland, the side of the city lord of Yincheng who contributed to the troubles was also quietly hidden, Ye Thirteen, Tao Wuwu, the names of a group of disciples of the South China Sea, in the rivers and lakes of the Central Plains, began to have a sense of admiration and admiration.

In the midst of the catastrophe in the wasteland, there were many people who came forward.

With this name, he is a disciple of Nanhai.

And the biggest hero, the little second master of the Zhong family, is forever hidden in the dark.

No one knows that this young second master of the Zhong family, who died early, is the most important part of the South China Sea's strategy to kill Hou Qing.

Zhong Er has done too many things in his life that are enough to shock the rivers and lakes, but he has been unknown.

Walk in the dark.

When a person does not know himself...... When and how will he die, and what can he do?

Smiling, crazy, calm, decadent.

Zhong Er left only a coffin in this world.

When the coffin was hidden, no one could know what his face was ...... Are you still stuck in the appearance of your youth? Keep the corners of your lips slightly upturned, as if smiling rather than smiling, and make a silent mockery of this world.

The little hall went down to see Zhong Er's coffin.

Entering the Zhongwei Peak Cave Mansion, he did not open the lotus pupil to get a glimpse of the mysteries of this thousand-year-old cave mansion, and gave Zhong Er a bow with a solemn face.

It has been half a month since the congregation ended.

When all the creations are snatched up, it will be like birds and beasts scattered.

The West Demon led the people of the Western Regions to leave the Immortal Island, and did not stay for even a day, and the master of the Western Regions was also injured by the soul of the gods, but she completely disdained the soul couch of the South China Sea, and took the lead in leaving the South China Sea Mountain Gate.

Thereafter...... There is a thing that makes people feel ridiculous:

In the camp of the Northern Wei Dynasty, Xiguan, Qi and Liang, the luggage and packages were packed, but they didn't dare to leave the island.

The reincarnation of this demon sage who took the first step, although he was a woman, was a real ruthless person, his hands were stained with countless human blood, and he actually loved to peel the skin of the face of a young human man, and after licking his ten fingers, he gouged out his eyes and carved a tattoo on his forehead with the flames of his fingertips.

How infiltrating?

Frightened.

There is heavy snow in the Western Regions, and the human race cannot be saved, and within the eight-foot mountain realm, it is easy to defend and difficult to attack.

But this young master of the Western Regions has long been eyeing the "Western Barrier" and the "Fengsui Great Wall" on both sides of the Qijiang River, and if she has the opportunity, she will not hesitate to break through one of them as an "appetizer" in the Western Regions!

The rivers and lakes of Spring and Autumn have been stable for too long.

Yang Yugong and Jiang Qingyi didn't dare to gamble.

Bet on whether this demon sage really left the fairy island, or wait for a "return gun" to come around, if the bet is lost, then he will be buried in the vast sea without suspense.

The West Demon is respected as the master of the Eight-Foot Mountain, even Ren Pingsheng next to Jiang Qingyi, he can only be ravaged and tortured against this out-and-out reincarnated demon.

Yang Yugong has lived for all these years, and his way of life is as cunning as a fox, and he already knows how to live better than anyone else, and the most important point is to live.

On this trip to the South China Sea, the Northern Wei Dynasty left so many "seeds", whether it was luck or strength, it was out of the illusion of leaving the immortal monument, and the Dao heart was complete, and it would become the mainstay of the Senluo Dao Hall in the future, and it would not be a problem.

Whether it is rivers and lakes or temples, the higher you stand, the bigger the mountain behind you, and if a tree wants to stand up, the rhizome must be thick and long enough, and it must be rooted in the ground, and the roots of the tree form complex veins that cannot be pulled up in one go.

These "young seeds" cultivated by themselves are qualified to become their own rhizomes after they become well-spoken figures in the temple.

In front of the 100,000 miles of floating soil in the Northern Wei Dynasty, everyone is a small person, and only by holding together can they survive.

Yang Yugong could even stay cheeky in the South China Sea for a year until His Majesty the Wei Emperor sent a safe and reliable ship to pick him up.

Jiang Qingyi didn't dare to bet.

However, compared with the old man Yugong, Xiguan needs to recuperate and adjust more.

In a few days, it will be his and Ren Pingsheng's turn to use the "soul couch".

Jiang Qingyi was in the illusion of leaving an immortal monument, his Dao heart was almost shattered, if he didn't have the small things that Ren Pingsheng gave him to raise his soul, he would have fallen in the Purple Mansion.

He needs to recuperate.

Ren Pingsheng's sword Dao Great Perfection realm, put into the realm of the Dao heart, can almost be called flawless, but unfortunately he does not only have a sword in his heart, but also other things he cares about, so he was also invaded by the technique of controlling strings and suffered a lot of injuries.

The two of them led the fragmentary men and horses of Xiguan to rest on their own hills, waiting for the news that the West Demon had completely left the South China Sea.

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In the cave of the end of the peak.

His Royal Highness will come to this cave every day to find the chess saint.

Wei Qi's temples were gray, and his eyes reflecting the mountains and rivers had lost their brilliance, and they were pitch black, and he couldn't see any emotions similar to joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness.

Zhong Er is his proudest disciple.

Zhao Chunfeng is his best old friend.

Ye Shisan and Gongzi Xiaotao, as well as many disciples of the South China Sea, will take turns to accompany the master, this man still has the courage of a great grandmaster in his gestures, but it is a pity that it is like a flower in the soul, which withered overnight.

In front of Zhong Er's coffin, His Royal Highness found a puppet with rough workmanship.

The puppet was carefully placed in the far corner of the cave.

There are candles flickering on the inner wall of the cave.

The stone walls are sometimes gray, sometimes bright.

The man maintained a strange posture, with his back to His Highness, facing the stone wall.

His Royal Highness saw that the man was actually squatting slightly, holding a cup of tea porcelain, as if he was waiting for something, ready to hand over the tea at any time.

Within the tea porcelain, the tea level is stable.

There was a curling heat, like smoke rising, and shadows wandering on the stone walls.

The tea is lukewarm.

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(PS:1 Today is the first day of 2018, I wish every reader of Fucang a happy new year 2 I thought about the title of the fifth volume for a long time, and finally decided on "Mandarin Duck Envy", which is a very long and tortuous story, it can be clearly said that all the foreshadowing of Fucang is for the fifth volume, so the climax will be very "high", and I hope to be able to use this to become a god. 2 Good news: Fucang may usher in an IP adaptation and an opportunity for more people to see it, so Panda will carefully write every chapter in the future, and it will be on the list every month in the future, a monthly pass doesn't cost much, for Panda, every chapter monthly pass is very important, please ...... Borrow me a commuter pass! )