Bai Weichen sat on the stone, slashed the cold light on the ground, and took two breaths, "This bat blood is really magical, and the dyed boulder will disintegrate as soon as the light shines." ”

Thorn lowered his head and muttered silently, suddenly raised his head and said, "Once this mountain of stone formations is broken, I am afraid that this mountain will have no peace." Then he said, "Fortunately, Brother Bai wiped out all the blood bats, and the news was not exposed." ”

Bai Weichen smiled bitterly, shook his head, and said, "My brother's strength is thin, and if I can destroy it all, I want to save my brother, but I was powerless at that time." ”

Under these words, Thorn Huo Ran stood up, his face trembled, and he said sharply, "You...... What are you talking about? The blood bats have not been wiped out, are they...... Could it be that they took away the Cultivation Treasure Record?"

Bai Weichen stared blankly at the thorns, in order to save him, he fought several times and died, and when he got out of the great disaster, the thorns actually spoke like this. Looking at the thorns' cold face, Bai Weichen's heart was cold, and he was deeply affectionate in danger, but he couldn't say a word.

Thorn said, "The blood bat has not obtained the treasure record, how can it stop and return?" The more he said, the more unwilling he was, thinking about his three hundred years of painstaking hope and so on, but today it was ruined, the Xiuzhen treasure record must have been taken away by the blood bat, what kind of immortal god did he become, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and finally vented all his anger on Bai Weichen, and said angrily, "You don't care about my three hundred years of stone henge being trapped, so you can easily let go of the blood bat." ”

Bai Weichen's words only made Bai Weichen stunned, and his whole body suddenly became unusually cold, as if he had fallen into an extremely deep ice cellar, and every part of his body was frozen, and he could no longer move.

After a long time, he looked up at the thorn and said, "Good, good, good." I let the Blood Bat go with ease. After saying this, I couldn't say it anymore. When these three good words were spoken, Bai Weichen's heart was extremely angry, how could the scene of the death battle with the blood bat at that time be easily said lightly?

Bai Weichen's face turned pale, he took a deep breath, and slashed the cold light in his hand and said, "I...... Swear by the sword, I ...... Well deserved ......"

Thorn saw him raise his knife and snatch it over, his face was covered with a layer of frost, and he said coldly, "You prevent me from becoming an immortal, you ......"

Bai Weichen's hand was weak, he was pulled by the power of his knife, and on the side of his body, he couldn't help but fall to the ground, the terrain slanted downward, he rolled twice, struggled to lean against a dead tree, and slowly stood up.

Seeing that Bai Weichen was so weak, Thorn was even more angry, and he slashed at him, his eyes shot cold, and said, "For three hundred years, I have been looking forward to getting a book all the time, how could I have thought that when I came out of the stone formation today, I would be easily shattered by you to my dream of three hundred years, you ...... You don't blame me for being ruthless. ”

Bai Weichen was pale, he was cold, and said in a trembling voice, "Brother Jing, you ...... Are you going to kill me?"

Thorn took two steps forward, rushed out, stared at Bai Weichen's face that had become extremely pale for some reason, and roared, "What if I killed you?" The cold light scorched and flashed, and the cold air was like the anger of the thorns. Thorns for three hundred years of hard hope once it turned into ashes, at this moment his heart is full of anger, disappointment, hatred, all kinds of resentment are intertwined, his heart can no longer tolerate a little bit of affection, he fought his knife away, the cold light slashed mercilessly pierced into Bai Weichen's chest, poofed straight into half a foot, Bai Weichen's eyes suddenly opened very wide, he didn't think that this might happen when this thing had already happened, he was stunned and fell backwards, rolled a few times, and fell straight down the cliff on the mountain.

After the thorn stabbed, he was angry, and his mind suddenly felt like an empowerment, looking at the white dust floating away like fallen leaves under the cliff, and suddenly said in his heart, "I...... What am I doing here?" knelt on the edge of the cliff with his legs, and cried out with his arms beating his chest, "Brother-brother"

It was already noon, and there was a hoarse cry of thorns on the ridge, "Brother-brother"

The voice was poignant and lingered for a long time.

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Luoarc Mountain stretches for hundreds of miles and stretches for thousands of miles. However, it is said that there is a village five miles away from the foot of the mountain, and it is called Daliu Village because there is a 500-year-old willow tree in the village. There are about 20 families living in the village, all of whom have mixed surnames.

There is a family surnamed Li in the village, whose parents died early, and the two sisters and brothers depend on each other. On this day, the two sisters went up the mountain to collect firewood, one after the other, and walked slowly along the foot of the mountain. The younger brother Li Xiaoyi said, "Sister, I often hear people say that there are immortals living in the highest and highest places of this mountain. ”

Xiao Yi is about thirteen or fourteen years old, wearing homespun clothes that are common in the village, and his face is delicate. Sister Ah Xiang has suffered from hoarseness since she was a child, and she can't speak, so she makes a gesture and signals Xiao Yi to follow quickly. Xiao Yi walked a few steps, caught up with her sister, and said, "Sister, let's go to the immortals and ask for an elixir for you, and you will be able to speak after eating." ”

Xiao Yi was innocent and romantic, Ah Xiang just smiled and shook her head, leaned over and picked a small yellow flower on the side of the road, touched her nose and sniffed it carefully, what Xiao Yi said made her mind go back to thirteen years ago.

At that time, she was just five years old, and one day she was playing in the open space outside the house, when suddenly a big hairy object ran in front of the house, and Ah Xiang didn't recognize what it was, so she was so frightened that she cried and screamed, "Big dog, big dog." The big thing pointed at Ah Xiang, and Ah Xiang only felt a chill in her throat, and she couldn't scream anymore. When the parents heard the crying, they ran out to look, but they saw a woman in plump clothes walking straight ahead, and the woman heard the sound and looked back, and when she looked back, she was taking a picture with Ah Xiang's parents. Ah Xiang's parents didn't look at it, and they were so frightened when they saw it, and the woman in gorgeous clothes turned around with a furry canopy and a beast face with sharp teeth. Ah Xiang's parents were frightened by this, and the illness continued, and they all died within a few years. Thinking of this, Ah Xiang couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

Xiao Yi heard the sigh and ran to Ah Xiang and said, "Sister, why are you sighing again?"

Ah Xiang shook her head gently, unloaded the basket on her back, and sat down for a short rest, while Xiao Yi also sat down next to her. The two sat on the ground, talking about some idle things in the village, and Xiao Yi looked up and suddenly saw that there was a faint white thing halfway up the mountain in front of him, but it was too far away to see it really.

Xiao Yi stretched out his arm and pointed, "Sister, what do you see that white piece over there? Is it the clouds in the sky that have fallen?" Ah Xiang looked at the place he was pointing, and there was indeed a hazy white, just like a white cloud. But since she was a child, she encountered strange things, and whenever she saw something of unknown origin in the future, she always saw it and avoided it. At this time, seeing Xiao Yi's curiosity, he looked like he was going to run up to see what was going on, so he hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop him.

Xiao Yi said, "Sister, could it be that the cloud that the immortals rode on fell here." ”

Ah Xiang smiled bitterly, the little brother has been romantic and innocent since he was a child, always fantasizing about fairies and gods, and he has no worldly heart, how to establish it in the future if he goes on like this. Ah Xiang stood up and pulled Xiao Yi to go the other way to avoid this thing. The white thing suddenly trembled, and then slowly got up like a man, and when he stood up, he fell to the ground, and did not move.

Xiao Yi turned his head to see it, and said loudly, "Sister, that's not a cloud, that's a person." After saying that, Ah Xiang broke free and ran forward to see what was going on, but Ah Xiang couldn't stop it, so he had to follow.

The two of them came closer, and sure enough, it was a man in white lying motionless in the grass, most of his back was full of different colors, like blood and black. Xiao Yi stepped forward to help him up, Ah Xiang hurriedly closed her eyes, the shadow of the human body and beast face thirteen years ago has been deeply seared on her heart, so she didn't dare to look at it. When Xiao Yi helped him up, he saw that the man's eyes were closed and his face was pale, but it was a young man, when he reached out to touch his nose, there was a slight heat, and he was overjoyed, "Sister, this person is still alive?"

When Ah Xiang heard "this person", Fang dared to open his eyes and saw a young man's bloodless face, so he breathed a sigh of relief. I saw that his chest was red, and there was blood oozing out of his own body, but there was no foreign body, and he didn't know how he was injured. Hurriedly gestured with his hand and asked Xiao Yi to take care of it, and went to the mountain to find some hemostatic herbs. After a while, Ah Xiang retrieved some fresh herbs, smashed them on the stone, handed them to Xiao Yi, and put them on the wound to stop the bleeding and reduce stasis.

Later, Xiao Yi found a few pieces of wood on the mountain, put them together, and tied the man tightly on the sticks, and the two sisters and brothers dragged the man down the mountain step by step.

Ah Xiang Xiaoyi placed the man in an empty room on the left side of the main house, boiling medicine every day for him to regulate, Xiao Yi ran up and down, busy non-stop, the man drank soup and medicine, but his eyes were closed, as if he was asleep, and it was difficult to wake up. It wasn't until the fifth day that the man coughed slightly, Ah Xiang hurriedly helped him sit up, fed him the boiled ginger soup to drink, the man coughed after two sips, Ah Xiang hurriedly put down the soup bowl again, only to hear the man muttering in a coma, "Brother Jing, do you really want to kill me?" Ah Xiang was puzzled, gently covered the futon for him, and exited the room.

That person is naturally white dust. The **** body in the cold light slash, fell off the cliff, he was not a human body, he was not crushed bones, but fortunately the cold light slash was originally something he refined with the help of his own spirit, only hurt his flesh and skin, and then returned to his body, so it was not a big problem. Only the thorns turned against him for a while, which made his heart hurt greatly, and his heart was damaged, and he could not recover for a while.