Ye Leng Leng is the remnant of the Great Wei Dynasty, Xu Qingyun knows this very well. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

But the Great Wei has been dead for thousands of years, since the Qin State won the northwest of the Central Plains, the rivers and mountains of the Great Wei have been the Nanyue of the Qin State.

Xu Qingyun knew this, and comforted him softly: "That was a long time ago, why are you obsessed with this?"

"A long time ago?" Ye Leng raised his eyes coldly and looked at the vast desert, gathered the hair around his ears, his heart was as lonely as this yellow sand, sadness came from it, and he laughed at himself: "You may not know, I have seen the appearance of this place in my sleep, not only that, I will remember the picture of Qin Guotie riding on and shattering my Great Wei River and Mountain back then!

Xu Qingyun's heart was shocked, and he asked in disbelief, "What do you mean by this?"

Ye Leng raised his little face coldly, and said very seriously: "The reason why I was so persecuted by Gu Nanyi and them back then was because the "Great Wei Sword Sutra" you wanted was on me, but it was ridiculous that they idiots couldn't find it. ”

Xu Qingyun thought about the pale little face in the ink bamboo back then, and felt a little uncomfortable, and comforted: "The past is over, don't mention these sad things!"

"It's not a sad thing, because for me, the experience in the bamboo forest may also be a kind of memory. Ye Leng looked up at Xu Qingyun quietly, his eyes were scorching, and he said softly: "The Great Wei Sword Sutra is actually not the Sword Sutra, it is what Emperor Wu of the Great Wei left for the bloodline of my Great Wei royal family, and what is left in it is all the secrets of the Great Wei royal family. At the beginning, the spring breeze in the ink bamboo forest turned into a cocoon, and both the physique and the exercises were changed because of this. ”

Ye Leng's voice was calm but with a faint sneer, and he laughed at himself: "If it weren't for this, no matter how powerful the "Wedding Dress Divine Skill" is, how can it be successfully cultivated without the support of a strong physique?"

Xu Qingyun was slightly shocked when he heard this, but thinking about what happened in the ink bamboo forest back then, he didn't want to think about it anymore, so he raised his head and said, "Then according to what you mean, this is the mountains and rivers of Great Wei?"

"A secret realm is a secret realm, and it is always a little different from the outside world. Ye Leng Leng picked up a handful of yellow sand with both hands, and the fine sand slipped from her slender fingertips, she lowered her eyes and said: "But no matter how different it is, this is the world of Emperor Wu after all, although the sparrow is small, all the internal rules are perfect, there is no way to break it." ”

"We can only move forward, or we will die here. ”

After Ye Leng finished speaking, he lowered his sleeves, regardless of the scorching sun above his head, and walked slowly in the desert, his voice was long and a little unfamiliar: "I know the world here, you follow me!"

Although Xu Qingyun felt a little weird, he still followed behind her, only walked for half an hour, his forehead was already drenched with sweat, and the back of the entire robe was already soaked in a short time, he pursed the corners of his dry lips, looked at the vast desert, and always had some inexplicable familiar feeling in his heart.

But he still couldn't believe it, because it ...... It shouldn't be possible!

The sun was falling, and although the desert temperature in the evening had dropped a little, the sultry heat of the whole day still made people a little tired. The two of them staggered for a long time, and finally found a water source less than half a meter in size not far ahead.

"I knew that this Great Wei Secret Realm was so pitiful, so I should have prepared more food. ”

Xu Qingyun raised his eyes and looked at Ye Leng coldly, then picked up the water bladder on his waist and wanted to go to fetch water. But before they got closer, two figures suddenly appeared in the sand, and the sword light in their hands was slightly cold, directly hitting the throats of the two people, leaving no one alive.

Ye Leng Leng was not afraid, the frost cold ancient sword in his hand didn't even bother to take it out of the sheath, raised his hand and directly held the sharp sword edge, the domineering vitality of the wedding dress directly shattered the entire long sword, and the five fingers suddenly clenched into fists, smashing the two people who attacked to the ground.

Absolute spike!

Xu Qingyun lowered his eyes and looked at the two corpses on the ground, his eyes were a little sympathetic, but after hesitating for a while, he stepped forward and rummaged through their clothes, frowning and said: "Looking at the clothes, he should also be rich, but why are he so poor, except for a few pills, he doesn't even have anything to eat." ”

Ye Leng was reluctant not to waste the water in the small river, so he had to pick up the fine sand on the ground, slowly rubbed the blood on his hands, and said with some disgust: "Next time you come to make a move, there is no water here, and I can't wash my hands." ”

What a clean-loving kid!

Xu Qingyun shrugged nonchalantly, but just as he wanted to go and fill some water, trouble came again.

Two iron cables spread from the sand, like two earth snakes rooted in the ground, Xu Qingyun's face gradually became solemn, until the moment he was about to get close to the water source, he directly pulled out the white sword on his waist, the blade drooped, and the whole ancient sword seemed to fall from mid-air, with a momentum like a broken bamboo.

"Joyama style. ”

This is the swordsmanship that Xu Qingyun learned from Lu Bai in the academy at the beginning, if the power is not as good as Zhu Rong's swordsmanship, but if it is the sword style that hits down from above, it should be the Dingshan style of Longhu Mountain, the most simple and rude, Lu Bai used this trick to defeat the strong young man of the Mojia Army.

The slightly cold blade of Bai Yijian fell straight into the depths of the yellow sand, as if the entire piece of sand and dust had been lifted and slashed on the two chains.

The other party was obviously slightly stunned, as if he was a little surprised by the power of this sword, and the two iron cables rushed directly out of the earth layer in an instant, swaying in mid-air like two long snakes, rushing towards Xu Qingyun.

Xu Qingyun didn't have the slightest expression on his face, because he felt that these were very redundant, and it was better to do more if he said that it was not too much, and the Bai Yi sword in his hand directly turned into a sword light, swept over the yellow sand raised in the sky, and the two powerful sword momentum of Zhu Rong's sword technique were directly slashed out.

Boom bang.

The iron cable was directly cracked inch by inch, scattered with iron slag all over the ground, and the skirt was carefully lifted at night, unwilling to get stained with these rusty things. It's just that when she raised her eyes again, she saw that a burly man had already appeared in front of Xu Qingyun, carrying two big knives and slashing horizontally.

She frowned slightly, and muttered with some surprise in her heart: "Nanyue Bodhi Knife?"

The man's knife momentum was continuous, the ring knife in his left hand swept over, and the wolf tooth iron knife in his right hand had already slashed vertically and horizontally, interlocking without the slightest stop, even Xu Qingyun was a little difficult to parry in close combat, so he had no choice but to pull away the distance, and the white sword in his hand raised two sword momentums.

The sword intent of life and death filled the blade, and the sword rose to momentum, and the white snow suddenly fell down. (To be continued.) )