In the night, Yangjiaao is silent, the cold wind sweeps over the canopy, and the whistling "bang" sounds, the waning moon hangs obliquely in the sky like a hook one night, the snow on the ground has not yet melted, the **** road is uneven, the sticky black mud is mixed with weeds, and occasionally a few muffled coughs are more hoarse and weak, coming from the house. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Mei Jiangxue was dressed in a coarse cloth skirt, looking at the dilapidated thatched house with a sad face, after all, she shook her head helplessly and sighed, her father-in-law's longevity is about to end, it is not a panacea that can be saved, if he is forced to continue his life with heaven and earth treasures, although he can survive for a while, but after his soul returns to the underworld, he still needs to repay in the next life in the book of life and death, but it is in vain.

Yimen looked at the night outside the firewood, and the scene outside the study of the short Matsuoka in the past resurfaced in her heart, Mei Jiangxue felt a little desolate in her heart, although she had been cultivated for nearly a thousand years, her delicate body was a little trembling, as if she was not resistant to cold, but two lines of tears flowed down her cheeks.

The weak body stretched out his arms, stopped in front of the sword qi that shattered the sky and the earth, and did not hesitate to die with his life, just to win a glimmer of life for his own family, and the anxious sound of drinking contained unforgettable affection, Rao is Mei Jiangxue's cultivation for nearly a thousand years, and it is also the "Heavenly Fox Charm Technique" that has been cultivated, but it cannot be easily forgotten, but with the second elder in the Yang family's pass, I heard the interesting story of Bao Wenzheng's childhood, and the feelings became more and more intense, and it was actually a deep mud foot.

"Hey! Yinxue Sword?" Mei Jiangxue was whimsical, the treasure "Yinxue Sword" was weakened to the extreme, and her heart was horrified and couldn't help but shudder, the hair bun on her head broke the wooden hairpin, the three-foot green silk was scattered and her back fluttered, the frost and coldness appeared on her white cheeks, the moth eyebrows frowned, the phoenix eyes were full of anger, and a white smoke suddenly rose from the lotus foot cone, and the body had shot to the sky, and the demonic energy that rose to the sky was as thick as ink, hugging the delicate body like a meteor, towards the "Yinxue Sword" that was in the hands of life Directions.

Located in the clouds hundreds of miles away from Laiyang City, a slender figure stopped on the sword body, the cyan Luo skirt wrapped the body, and the moonlight was like water in the more lonely, the red wine gourd held and the white soft wattle, the clothes and hair bun fluttered with the gradual wind, the beautiful and delicate face with the side head, and the dim moonlight, which actually made the halo of the waning moon dim.

"With a sword?"

Lu Sanniang was stunned, frowned slightly, her bright eyes showed a look of surprise, and she looked at the hundred miles away suspiciously, and her divine sense faintly sensed that the resentment and demonic qi were entangled with each other, and a weak sword intent had a tendency to collapse.

"Carrying love with the sword" is the secret practice of Mount Emei, and only Lu Sanniang in the world will meet by fate, so he has successfully cultivated, and has become the mainstay of this weakened righteous path, so the reputation of "carrying love with the sword" has spread, so this sword intent has a feeling.

A hint of joy appeared between Lu Sanniang's eyebrows, if someone can understand the method of "carrying love with a sword", they only need to practice the "Heaven Splitting Sword Codex" of Mount Emei, and they can reunite with the sword spirit in the sword mound.

A sword light was like lightning and thunder, and the fierce sword intent that rose from the sky came towards that position in an instant.

In the black mist of resentment outside the cave, the figure of the ghost gradually became clear, and in the blood-colored red light around the body, the strange laughter was like an innocent child, and the crying sound was like a resentful woman in the deep boudoir, the cheeks were full of hideousness, and the pair of blood-colored pupils were full of resentment, and the body floated slowly in the air with a strong killing intention.

A vague smile appeared on Bao Wenzheng's desolate cheeks, staring at the three-foot long sword in his hand lonely, his heart was full of fire about the behavior of this powerful ghost, but his heart was extremely gloomy, his hair bun and clothes were fluttering with the wind, and he was even more lonely, but he was helpless in front of this powerful ghost.

"Can't go back......"

"Invite the moon, mercy star, I don't want to return to the Shifting Flower Palace all the time, but this ghost is beyond the reach of man, I have done my best, don't blame me......"

The three-foot long sword slowly pointed at the body of this powerful ghost, the sword qi was fierce, the frost under his feet had condensed into ice, and the ice crystals around his side were as big as broad beans, but the tragic aura in his eyes was a little stronger, even if he knew that he would die, he should move forward!

The ghost flicked his hand, and the stones the size of the grinding plate on the ground were like beads, and they fell towards Bao Wenzheng, and the muffled sound of the boulder breaking through the air was loud, roaring, all with a thousand powers.

Bao Wenzheng's body swayed, tossing and turning, and he relied on the light technique to dodge all the bead grinding discs, holding a three-foot long sword and exhaling a fierce sword qi, like a moth to a fire, slashing down towards this powerful ghost.

"Zheng!"

The fierce ghost stretched out his pale palm and grasped the sword body of the three-foot long sword, making a crisp sound like jade, and the body condensed by resentment was also hazy, and then it became clear again, and said with a resentful sneer: "This is all your ability?"

Bao Wen was pulling the sword back, this long sword seemed to take root in the hands of this powerful ghost, but it was not loosened at all, and at the same time, the red light like blood of the powerful ghost flowed along the sword body, and a fishy smell came to his nose, and he withdrew the hilt of the sword in his palm, and his body retreated a few steps one after another, and the despair in his heart was even worse.

"Whoosh!"

A sword light appeared above the sky at a glance, like a spirit snake circling around, and then swooped down towards the front of the cave, the fierce sword qi was like practice, and it was like a frightening flood in an instant, although it was several miles away, but it was as if it was close at hand, which made people feel cold.

"Gather the five elements, rely on the law, hide the avenue, and slash the spirit with the sword!"

With the chanting of this mantra, a colorful brilliance across the eternity reflects the night as if it were day, and a giant sword that stands in the sky emerges in the brilliance, as if the universe is reversed, and it is shrouded in a thunderous momentum.

Floating in the air, a seemingly slender slender figure walked against the wind, extremely light, like a fairy who had fallen into the dust, and on the earthly beauty, there was a lonely breath, and the few strands of hair in the bun and cheeks swayed, adding a few wisps of softness, and the power of the giant sword had landed on the ground.

"Heaven Splitting Sword Codex" is the supreme exercise of Mount Emei, Lu Sanniang with the power of "Qingping Fairy Sword", a sword at first glance is like a brilliant sun, people can not look up, that is a resentful ghost, just like the dew in the sun, disappeared in an instant without a trace.

"Sheathed!"

Lu Sanniang pinched the sword finger, and as soon as she made a gesture, the giant sword that stood in the sky collapsed instantly, turned into a streamer and came suddenly, falling in the scabbard of the back, and the slender figure in the cold wind was extremely calm, with a smile on her face, and she looked back at Bao Wenzheng with joy.

"Life does not meet, move like a participant, tonight and night, together with this light and candle!"

Lu Sanniang smiled and began with Du Fu's "Gift to the Eight Guards", I really didn't expect that this was only more than two months and I hadn't seen it.

Bao Wenzheng looked at Lu Sanniang's figure in astonishment, and the joy of the rest of his life after the catastrophe rose to his cheeks, and he said with emotion: "A song full of wine, where do you not meet in life, Wen Zheng thanked Miss Lu for her life." ”

Under the dark moonlight, the scholar with a face like a crown of jade is gentle and elegant, the cold wind blows the clothes and hair, and the outstanding demeanor, and in front of this barren cave, it is even more humble and not arrogant, and the slightly restrained arrogance is full of joy and joy to reunite with the old people.

Lu Sanniang was dressed in a Luo skirt and covered body, and her graceful posture came over, the long sword on her back was even more heroic, and her gestures were even more elegant, and the light smile on her delicate and beautiful cheeks was drunk with heaven and earth, and she was fascinated by the night, like the green lotus in the blue wave pool, which made people sigh and could only look at it from a distance, and she was ashamed of herself and did not dare to approach.

"In the past, you once said that you wanted to teach this method of cultivation, and the coming day coincided with a small gathering of cultivators, would you like to go with me?" Lu Sanniang was originally straightforward, so she told her bluntly and invited her.

"I don't dare to ask for it. Bao Wenzheng was full of joy and bowed his hand.

Lu Sanniang smiled, the "Qingping Sword" behind her was unsheathed, turning into a giant sword that was more than a foot long, glowing with colorful glow, and she stood on it with a light point of her toes, and looked back to signal Bao Wenzheng to step forward, and then rose to the sky and went straight into the green underworld.

The sudden demonic aura in the night was forcibly hidden, and the evil aura in Mei Jiangxue's phoenix eyes turned slightly, looking at the pair of figures above the fairy sword from afar, and a sense of loss appeared in her heart and rejoicing.

"Lu Sanniang ......"

Mei Jiangxue trembled slightly, her silver teeth bit her lips, and she watched the fairy sword disappear, and when she was disheartened, resentment appeared again, and she muttered to herself: "Why do you have to get along with me!"

"You have a fairy sword in your hand, and I am not your opponent......"

"But, between heaven and earth, there are also spring thirty niangs who are not afraid of you......"

Mei Jiangxue was ruthless in her heart, her face was covered with frost, and she glanced coldly at the whereabouts of the sword light that had disappeared, turned the demon wind, and headed towards Baimang Mountain in the extreme west.

Baimang Mountain is located in the extreme west, the mountain stretches for about 10,000 miles, the forest is deep and dense, it is wrapped in miasma all the year round, the snakes, insects, rats and ants flow in the corrupt silt, and the fierce tigers, leopards and jackals do not dare to howl here, it is the holy court of the demon clan.

Located at the top of Baimang Mountain, even the clouds are only floating with the mountainside, but they dare not compare with the palace, the ground paved with fine white jade shines with warm light, the curling mist shrouds the unreal palace, the phoenix spreads its wings on the sandalwood carved eaves, the floating window carved by bluestone, the wall panel carved by jade, inlaid with the bright pearl of the size of the bowl, showing luxury.

In the dormitory, the cloud top sandalwood is the beam, the crystal jade is the lamp, the pearl string is the curtain, the fan gold is the pillar base, the edge of the six-foot-wide agarwood bed is inlaid with the shark silk treasure Luo tent, the tent is embroidered with pearls and silver thread begonia flowers, the wind is moving, such as falling clouds, mountains and fog seas.

The girl who is like a flower letter leaning lazily on the bed, dressed in red to show the peerless elegance, the face of the world is revealed with the side, the eyes seem to have all kinds of scenes, inadvertently floating through the palace, as if reading all the corners of this hundred mang mountain, this is a lonely eye, there is a little more solemn atmosphere.

"Mei Jiangxue, what is she doing in Baimang Mountain?" Chun Thirty Niang frowned and whispered to herself in confusion, but because of the cold feelings of acquaintance, she couldn't turn a blind eye, so she got up and walked outside the palace.

The light breeze blew the red clothes, and at first glance there was a ray of spring light, and the skin was full of infinite charm......