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Lin Yunuo raised his head, looked at the exquisite imperial city in the distance, and asked softly, "Lord Si Ming, will we come back?"

The bright moon hangs in the night sky, and the cold moonlight falls on the warm water of Mochou Lake, rippling and rippling.

"It's impossible to come back!"

Shao Si Ming's heart was also a little heavy, looking into the distance to see the small bridges and flowing water, pavilions and pavilions that have not been bored for hundreds of years, leaving the afterimage of time everywhere, and sighed with emotion: "In a few years, this place may no longer exist." ”

Lin Yunuo's eyebrows frowned slightly when he heard this, and he was a little sad.

"What are you thinking?" Lu Yu looked at her and asked, "Are you a little reluctant to be here?"

Lin Yunuo frowned, and said with some loss: "I'm worried about the safety of Qingyun and Yunuo, I don't know how they are now?"

"Mountains and rivers are you drawing?"

Shao Siming still has some understanding of this, frowns and thinks about it, and says: "The King of Chu opened up the Great Wei Secret Realm, and the time passes relatively quickly, and there may have been two months in it. If nothing happens, it may be that all the eight thousand Daozi of the Chu State will be annihilated under the hooves of the golden iron cavalry, and the only chance of life may be that the King of Qinghe can give them some hope. ”

Lin Yunuo's eyes were red and swollen, and he asked, "Do I still have a chance to meet them?"

"Seeing or not seeing, there is no longer the slightest meaning. Shao Si Ming shook his head and walked to the depths of the Dao Palace, his voice was faint and empty, and said: "Into Yin and Yang, naturally you have to forget the world, this life is ruthless, it is impossible to have half a trace of red dust, this is your duty." ”

Her voice paused, and then she continued, "It's a little cruel, but it still has to be done." ”

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With a loud bang, the strong talisman seemed to tear the entire space apart, and three hundred miles south of the Yingdu fell into a period of exhaustion of vitality, under the perception of the strong man of Yingdu, the Yangchun Snow Island in the middle of Mochou Lake disappeared directly into the entire Yingdu in the moment of the rune cutting.

Venerable!

This is the power of the Venerable Space Law!

Yangchun White Snow Island, Lantai Palace, the Yin and Yang family that has been entrenched in the Yingdu of Chu for thousands of years, disappeared under everyone's eyes like this, and became a wave in the long river of history. It was also when the Yin and Yang family evacuated that the entire Yingdu finally fell into an unimaginable chaotic battle.

The elite troops of the anti-king army forced Lin Shouxin's Imperial Forest Army to retreat one after another, and stuck around the Imperial City of Yingdu, and the powerful ballista was equipped with powerful Yuan-breaking arrows, defending the Imperial City like a rain of arrows. The war in front of the Chonghua Palace has just begun, and the ferocity of the Seven Sword Slaves of the Shadow Secret Guard finally aroused the resistance of the princes, and the King of Huainan took action to suppress the Seven Sword Slaves, but it was counterattacked by the military aircraft of Longyuan Pavilion, and the chaos had just begun, but no one cared about the little dragon that swept the night sky.

It's not that he doesn't care, it's that no one cares about it anymore, King Chu just raised his head and looked at her lightly, so he didn't care.

Fu Qinglime swept through the dark night, and took advantage of the lax vigilance of Chonghua Hall to break in.

The picture scroll of mountains and rivers is based on the support of spar energy, and eight thousand is less than the Daozi of the secluded realm, and there is not much pressure on this magic weapon of the town, but there is a Qinghe King halfway, if it weren't for the chaotic magic bell protecting the breath of the Qinghe King, it might be directly strangled by the Shanhe Society.

Although Fu Qinglime has been cleared, it is not enough to exceed the load like King Qinghe, and there is no imaginary rejection. However, the vitality circulating in the map of the Mountains and Rivers Society, because there was no chaotic demon bell to protect her, blurred the flesh and blood of Fu Qinglime's hundred-meter-long dragon body directly strangled.

She relied on the power of the immortal scripture to shuttle through the world of mountains and rivers, the dragon's body was almost pierced, and the blood continued to drip and corrod, almost relying on the strong immortal scripture, just after repairing this wound, the next wound had been directly cracked.

If ordinary people are dead, the bloodline of the dragon clan is already strong, not to mention the support of the demon clan's immortal scriptures. In the continuous growth and annihilation of flesh and blood, Fu Qingling endured intense pain, and finally overflowed through the reckless space circulation and appeared in the desert of the Great Wei Secret Realm.

In the final analysis, the Shanhe Society Diagram is just a magic weapon that communicates the texture of the leylines, but the powerful thing is that this magic weapon communicates with the whole world, and you don't need to comprehend the laws of space, you can break the restrictions of space, and even break the restrictions of the secret realm.

Fu Lime's hundred-meter-long dragon body is prostrate in the desolate desert, with the scorching sun hanging high above her head, and the hot yellow sand under her body.

"Xu Qingyun, I will definitely find you!"

The demonic qi gradually collapsed, the hundred-meter-long dragon body directly turned into a human form, Fu Qinglime was lying in the hot Gobi, she didn't even bother to move her fingers, she pursed the corners of her lips that were a little chapped, her breath became more and more unstable, and she could only slowly repair the immortal meridian.

The little turtle had also crawled out of her arms, looking at her wound and couldn't help but cry silently, crying dry tears and helping her to find water in the desert, until two days later, Fu Qinglime was finally able to barely stand up and walk, but her face was still pale.

There is no goal, no direction, but there are fine lines on the back of the small snow turtle, Panfa Qiu Mountain, which can show the right direction.

It's a pity that the future is more auspicious and less auspicious, and it will definitely be a situation of nine deaths.

Xiao Piaoxue was worried and asked, "Are you still going?"

"Go. Fu Qingling didn't think about it, picked up Xiao Piaoxue and walked forward silently.

"It's going to die. ”

"Even if I die, I won't let you be hurt in the slightest, this is the promise I made to your mother. ”

"You...... You're my mother. ”

"What nonsense!"

"The second mother!"

“......”

After walking for three days, I finally came to the Jianhai Ancient Road, and the ground where the horse's hooves had stepped on had cracked, and the wreckage and bones all over the ground were shocking. Fu Lime's face was solemn, and he began to be cautious, and continued to walk along this road. wanted to find clues about Xu Qingyun, but he didn't receive the slightest receipt.

It wasn't until two days later that the earth realm suddenly shook and shook, an ancient sword pierced the faint night sky, and the awe-inspiring sword intent filled the entire Great Wei Secret Realm, and the thousands of sword intents of the Sword Sea Ancient Dao suddenly trembled at this time, and a pleasant voice was full of lazy breath, and he said angrily with some impatience: "Which bastard is disturbing my sleep again!"

Fu Qingling was slightly startled in his heart, and when he was about to raise his head, he saw a very ugly ancient sword, which swept rapidly from the vast sword sea ancient path, rolling up the sky with sword intent humming and trembling, and the dark sword blade hung in the center of his eyebrows, as if thinking about something.

"Who are you?" the ancient sword had a pleasant voice like a little girl, and asked, "Why do you feel that there is something wrong with the aura on your body?"

The ancient sword is already psychic, and it is definitely a rare famous sword in the world.

Fu Qingling pursed the corners of her lips, and when she was about to speak, the dark ancient sword suddenly turned her face and said angrily: "You are not a human, you are a demon!"

"I'm going to kill you!" (To be continued.) )