Between heaven and earth, it is empty and unyielding, moving and out.

Yes, heaven and earth are not benevolent, and all things are dogs!

The pouring of hurricanes and storms seemed to never stop, and the silver serpents crisscrossed and tore through the sky, reflecting the night as if it were day, and the deafening thunderous rage seemed to be close at hand, which was terrifying!

After three days, it gradually stopped, and Qiantang County in the smoke and rain was full of mourning, the howls of yin and yang, and the burning incense, candles, paper money, and money rising, gradually drifting away in the wind and rain......

In the courtyard of the Xu family, which is broken by the broken bricks, it is a mess, the hundred-year-old plane tree was struck by thunder, and the cracks and charcoal after the waist was broken, and the power of heavenly punishment was shown in the light wind and rain.

Li Gongfu was wearing a short shirt, dragging the branches to walk outside the courtyard with difficulty, and now his wife and brother Xu Xian were frightened and bedridden.

Fortunately, there was also the servant of the younger sibling's house, Bai Fu, who usually had few words, but his strength was better than that of Li Gongfu, so he carried the waist-thick branch on his shoulder, and walked out of the courtyard in the rain.

"Sister, why don't I help?"

The delicate and pretty woman in Tsing Yi saw the two people who were struggling to repair in the rain, so she spoke softly.

"Qing'er, go and boil medicine for the officials......"

Bai Suzhen looked at the smoke and rain under the eaves, and the bedridden official sighed faintly, and the slender jade fingers lingered with a faint halo, and they went towards her brother-in-law Li Gongfu and the servant Bai Fu in a blink of their fingers......

This heavenly punishment came suddenly, causing heavy casualties in this Qiantang County, and it was difficult for Bai Suzhen, who was pure in her heart, to have a happy face.

The falling flowers are independent, the swifts are flying, stopping with the woman under the eaves, silently looking at the swallow's nest under the eaves, the sound of the young swallows is weak, although they are in the house, they still feel that the road ahead is difficult, and I don't know how much time there will be for the reunion of husband and wife......

The simmering decoction "gurgling" sounded, the mist was dispersed by the breeze and reborn, the delicate and pretty woman had long since lost her former fluttering agility, raised her wrist and opened the medicine jar, squinted her eyes and blew lightly, and the hair bun and chest swept softly, which also added a little gentleness......

In the side room, by the window, the medical book was slightly turned up by the breeze in the gap, the curtain in front of the bed was slanted, and the sleeping young man's face was pale, as if there was a muttered voice.

It seemed to be the setting sun, the gorgeous sunset spread all over the sky, the autumn wind withered the maple leaves, swirled from the branches and fell, quiet and silent, the strange rocks in the distance and the autumn wind wept like a complaint.

"Wenzheng, what do you think of the scenery of this Baimang Mountain?"

The charming and elegant figure came from the maple leaf forest, wearing a red dress to show the peerless beauty, and the gestures and grace were quite eye-catching in the world, and the world's stunning beauty gradually became clear, the pair of scarlet eyes were full of resentment, and the tone was as cold as if it were detached, and estranged......

"You said that you will accompany me for the rest of your life, depend on each other in life and death, and never abandon ......"

The charming woman looked down coldly, and a cold smile appeared on her beautiful cheeks, which was even more amazing and weird among the maple leaves in the sky, and on the seemingly delicate body, a demonic aura rose to the sky, shooting away all the maple leaves that fell to the ground, and when Hao's wrist flipped over, the spear was held in his hand, and the next moment it was viciously stabbed in the chest!

"Giggle......

A light laugh appeared abruptly, and between another silver spear and electric flint, the spear that was stabbed in the chest stopped, and when the black light smoke drifted away, the three-foot white hair and the woman in the plain dress who was swaying in the wind, holding the "White Bone Soul Gun" also scolded Fang Xuan, blocking in front of Bao Wenzheng.

North and South Erniangniang, Baimang Mountain Demon King Chun Thirty Niang, Nine Secluded Streams and Nine Secluded Niangniang Zuo Yuesu!

"Spring Thirty Niang, if you want to hurt my husband, have you asked me Zuo Yuesu!"

The white-haired plain-clothed woman, holding the "White Bone Soul Gun", took a step forward, and in the white palm, a crystal and soft flame had already appeared, and the tyrannical resentment also rose to the sky, mixed with the crying and screaming of thousands of ghosts.

"Which one is your husband?"

The flowers and branches of the spring thirty niang's smile trembled, and the resentment in the beautiful eyes was more and more profound, holding the demon gun "poking the sky" to face each other, and the slender jade finger waved at will, and there were thousands of spider silks covering the poignant maple forest, and the magical power "Eight Directions Soul Devouring Net" was sacrificed.

"Official...... , the official ......"

In the gorgeous sunset, the woman who captivated the country and the city called softly, and the longing in the tone was also very earnest, and the woman who was beautiful, elegant and noble in the world was also slowly falling and in the maple forest......

"Official, I've been under the Leifeng Pagoda for a thousand years, why didn't you come to look for me?"

"You are the Emperor Ziwei, why don't you come to save me, I am your lady......"

Two lines of tears flowed down his cheeks, and the trembling voice was heartbreaking, the gloomy and desperate tone was blame, and the incomprehension of being lost again and again, and even imprisoned for a thousand years......

"No, it's not like that, you shouldn't be together......"

The past that I don't want to remember in my heart is clearly appearing in front of me at this moment, Bao Wen is looking at the charming and beautiful Chun Thirty Niang, looking at the stunning and beautiful Zuo Yuesu, and Bai Suzhen under the Qingcheng Mountain, panic and guilt are like a tide churning, and he is at a loss.

"You can go through reincarnation, and we have been practicing for more than a thousand years, so why can't we all appear here together?"

The charming and beautiful Spring Thirty Niang, the stunning and beautiful Zuo Yuesu, and Bai Suzhen, who was a fairy in the country and the city, each stepped forward to surround Bao Wenzheng, and they said in unison.

This sentence is like an arrow off the string, right in Bao Wenzheng's heart, shattering the last trace of hope!

"Bao Wenzheng, you ask yourself, how do I treat you in the thirtieth year of spring, for your words, I ordered the ten thousand demons of Baimang Mountain to hold 100,000 living beings hostage, and forced the Yin Cao Difu to cast a rat trap, and did not dare to encircle and suppress the Nine Secluded Streams......"

"But what do you get in exchange?"

"It's you who have succeeded in retiring, and I'm going to be in the eighteenth layer of hell, and I can't be reborn in ten thousand calamities!"

The tone gradually weakened, and the charming figure and the miserable maple leaf forest gradually turned into a phantom, and then slowly disappeared......

At the same time, a gust of wind blew, except for the vanished Spring Thirty Niang, Zuo Yuesu and Bai Suzhen, who were close at hand, as if they were far away in the world for a while, and in the gorgeous sunset, only a rippling picture emerged.

It was an endless burst of flames, and all kinds of scenes appeared on the side of the sunset, a woman in a plain dress and a shackled woman, chained in shackles, imprisoned on a burning stone wall, and the blue-faced and fanged demon was full of mocking smiles, holding a long whip full of barbs, viciously whipping the woman in the plain dress......

The whip fell heavily, and the pale woman trembled violently, the three-foot white hair was already wet with sweat, sticking to her face and neck, and black smoke drifted above her body, and the body gradually blurred, gradually dimmed, and gradually dissipated between heaven and earth......

In the midst of this splendid sunset, another scene also flowed, it was the solemn Buddha's angry eyes, it was a green lamp that lasted forever, a few volumes of scriptures were piled up on the dilapidated table, and the woman in coarse linen clothes looked dull, reciting the scriptures over and over again......

"How so...... , how can this be ......"

Bao Wenzheng looked at these two pictures dumbfounded, a sour and remorseful, as well as the painful pity welled up in his heart, and he fell weakly and trembled in the maple leaf forest.

A cyan Ambilight came enchanting from the gorgeous sunset, and instantly fell in this miserable maple forest, after the brilliance dissipated, it was a long sword about three feet six inches and five minutes, the whole body was soapy black, and there was a cyan lotus flower covering it!

"Qingping Sword ......"

The dejected young man looked at this simple long sword indifferently, and he already realized in his heart, as long as he held this sword, he would have the dignity and power of killing immortals and Buddhas, but he would also have a long way to go.

"Yes, I have always only hid in the shadows, and if I didn't come out with a thousand might, I would never put myself in danger......"

Bao Wenzheng walked forward slowly, and after stretching out his hand, he no longer hesitated, holding the Qingping Sword, one of the three innate merits, and then said: "It's not that I lack blood, but I lack the strength to match the strategy......"

"Since this sin is caused by me, and they are burdened by me, with the Qingping sword in hand, if anyone dares to stop me......"

"Let's all die!"

The fierce sword intent rose to the sky, and it went straight into the nine heavens and shattered the sunset, the cold young man held the Qingping sword, and Sen Han's tone sounded.