"What a powerful sword qi!" Ling Xiao sighed, put down his fingers, and looked at the puppet on the ground again, only to see that it had turned into wind and sand and disappeared in place.

"What kind of puppet technique can have such power?" Ling Xiao looked into the distance with a solemn expression.

But there was no fear in his heart, and he stepped forward against the dim and boundless moonlight.

......

The black canopy covered most of the sky, and the wind and thunder converged, flashing thunderclouds with electric arcs, and heavy rain could pour down at any time.

The wind swept through the fallen leaves, blowing the beautiful leaves that fluttered like butterflies in the sky.

The sky is relatively dark, but not many people want to escape, such a situation, time is of the essence!

There are all kinds of forces blocking the way on the edge of the Death Swamp, just for the Death Lotus and for Sikong Lianyue, and it is rumored that Sikong Lianyue has been seriously injured, and if she escapes from the Death Swamp and intercepts her, maybe she will be able to gain something.

Even in case, it's worth a little bit of energy, who can say for sure this kind of thing.

It was when Ling Lin and Qin Hao walked out of the Death Swamp that they were both checked by the Qingzhou Pastoral Mansion's guarded side.

The wind is blowing, the grass is flying, and the leaves are scattered.

The convergence of dark clouds obscured the sunlight, and it was not dusk, but it was almost dusk.

Silky rain was already falling in the air, and anyone could tell that it was a sign of heavy rain.

There was a faint smile on the corner of Ling Li's mouth all the time, his steps were brisk, and he was obviously in a good mood. In this trip to the Swamp of Death, he has gained unprecedented gains, and the biggest gain is undoubtedly the two hundred years of fantastic memories spent in the fantasy world and the sky and the moon, which has benefited a lot.

It's worth the trip!

It's a pity that the fly in the ointment is the dragon concubine snow...... Forget it, if you think too much, you will really be greedy enough. It's just that in the past half a month, with Sikong Liyue and Zi Ling, he has been very lucky.

Thinking of Zi Ling, the smile on the corner of Ling Ling's mouth gradually expanded, that stubborn and intelligent, beautiful girl like an elf was really distressing and pitying.

"How are you going to settle that purple spirit, do you just let her stay in Black Cloud City or let her go to Yuanzhou, or what other arrangements?" Halfway through, Qin Hao suddenly asked.

Ling Ling was slightly stunned, he really hadn't thought about this question carefully, slowed down his steps, Ling Ling muttered: "This question depends on Zi Ling's own! If she doesn't want to leave Qingzhou, then let her stay in Black Cloud City, if she doesn't care where she stays, then let her go to Yuanzhou with me." ”

In the final analysis, Qingzhou Black Cloud City is just a small stronghold in the Hades Gate, and its strength is weak, even if Ling Lonely can be regarded as having obtained the favor of the head of the Cold Moon Palace, Qinghan, and the power of the Cold Moon Palace is only under the Qing Han...... Well, what is that, but this is also far worse than sending the powerless Zi Ling to Yuanzhou, where she will be safer.

At the beginning, Qingzhou, which has a controller, will not be listed as the place where the main force develops by the ancestor of the underworld, and Yuanzhou, which does not have a controller, is extremely chaotic, and the development of power there is undoubtedly much less restricted than the development of power in Qingzhou, even with Ling Lone's current relationship with Qingyan, it is impossible for Ling Lone to move his forces from Yuanzhou to Qingzhou, not to mention the huge problems caused by the migration of forces, even Qingyan does not dare to risk the turmoil in Qingzhou to let Ling Ling do whatever he wants in Qingzhou, after all, she is not alone, she is still a disciple of the Cold Moon Palace raised from childhood to adulthood in the Cold Moon Palace！

But according to Ling Ling's understanding of Zi Ling, I'm afraid Zi Ling is reluctant to leave Qingzhou, even if Qingzhou didn't leave a good impression on her, but after all, it is the hometown where she was born, and her homeland is difficult to take care of, which is the mentality that many people will have.

It's just that if Zi Ling stays in Black Cloud City, there is also a problem, that is, painting.

Even if Ling Lin hadn't encountered this situation before, he had seen a similar situation, and putting Hua'er and Zi Ling in the same environment for a long time would eventually make both of them feel guilty.

Qin Hao is also thinking about the painting when he asks the question now, but it is just Ling Lone's question, Qin Hao can mention it, but he shouldn't say anything superfluous, he just clicked slightly and didn't say more, these questions should give Ling Xiao a headache.

Now Ling Lin has a headache, both of them are people he doesn't want to hurt, but where to find the Shuangquan Law in the current situation!

"Let's talk about it then!" Ling Xiao sighed secretly with a headache.

Along the way, Qin Hao could feel Ling Li's worried look, and his pace slowed down a lot.

Approaching Flying Fish Village, Ling Shi's pace suddenly stopped, his face was solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "Something is wrong!"

"It's really wrong, we don't seem to have seen a few passers-by along the way, it's impossible for all of us to go to the Death Swamp to find opportunities and not repair Flying Fish Village! No one went to Flying Fish Village before and after, this is not normal!" With Qin Hao's observation, he had already sensed that something was wrong.

"Not only that, but I sensed a great amount of death in front of me, something happened to Flying Fish Village!"

Qin Hao looked at Ling Lian's departing back with a complicated expression, and whispered, "I hope nothing happens!

It's a pity that these are beyond human control!

At the entrance of Feiyu Village, Ling Lin found almost a corpse, and the death was not miserable, but the corpse had a few small wounds. But their bodies were all pale and withered, because the blood in their bodies had been drained.

Ling Silence ignored the slight smell of corpses emanating from them, and half-crouched in front of these corpses, taking a closer look.

"The time of death was no more than two days. Ling Xiao whispered.

The corpses were sparsely spotted and the corpse hair was scattered.

Ling Silence's face was extremely ugly, and with heavy steps, he slowly walked towards the Flying Fish Village, his every move was heavy and abnormal, and his heart was flooded with panic that rolled like a tide.

In the Flying Fish Village and the like, Ling Lin saw more corpses, as many as stars.

Ling Lin was not in the mood to check them one by one, but only glanced at a large area of Flying Fish Village, according to Ling Lone's estimate, seven or eight out of ten of the dead, most of the survivors were martial arts warriors, and it was possible to achieve at least the acquired consummation.

But it can almost be said that the entire Flying Fish Village has been slaughtered!

The deceased were all drained of blood and withered.

Ling Lian's face became more and more ugly, and even his face was bloodless, very much like the corpse on the ground that had been drained of blood.

Ling Xiao looked in the direction of the Ziling family and whispered to himself: "Ling'er's house is far away from the village, there will definitely be no accident, there will be no accident! Wait for me, Ling'er, I'll pick you up!"