I don't know how long it took, but the long silver hair was untied and untied and scattered over the shoulders, smooth and soft into the same fine silk satin. Under the delicate girl-like eyebrows, there is a pair of seductive light red magnificent eyes, the corners of the eyes are slightly raised, adding a sultry style, the red lips are pursed, like a smile is not a smile, the skin is fairer than snow, and it seems to exude a slight silver and white glow. This is exactly what Wu Haotian looks like after the half-demon Wearing a white big mantle, a small white tail on the left and right behind the pi thighs, slowly getting bigger and longer, a demon-like face, he was awakened by a refreshing sound of the piano. Searching for the voice, I quietly searched for it. Coming to a peach garden full of peach blossoms, Haotian's slender jade hand picked one, stuck it in his silver hair, and said in a bewitching voice: "Why can this song suppress my pain, I really want to see who can play such a beautiful piano sound." Suddenly, the sound of the piano stopped, and Haotian found the source of the sound of the piano for a long time, and came from a small pavilion in the garden, in which there was only a stone table and a stone bench, and on the stone table was a five-string guqin.

Haotian walked into the pavilion, a faint fragrance touched his nose, Haotian said: "Since you helped me heal the pain, why don't you leave your name?" Sitting on the stone bench and gently stroking the guqin, he muttered: "I just heard the sound of the piano with a faint sadness, I don't know what she is sad about?" got up and walked around the pavilion boredly, and found that there was handwriting on the pavilion pillar, so he saw it carefully: "This piano is called Love, and just now a song is called Broken Soul Scatter, which can resist the intrusion of another soul in your body, and the broken soul is scattered at the bottom of the piano." Don't forget to think about it for 10,000 years, and report the love of the world in this world. Two years later, the sect will see you again. -- Night Language"

Haotian looked at the words, I don't know why, I feel that these words are very familiar. There are some complex emotions in my heart, pain, sadness, reluctance, attachment, and happiness, Hao Tianyu touched his hand on his chest and said: "Why, why do I feel this way, is it a friend, a lover, a relative, or a confidant." I don't understand" Haotian is twelve years old, and he is still in a state of ignorance about this kind of thing. Sitting on the stone bench and opening the guqin with both hands, he really saw the score of the broken soul at the bottom of the piano, and said with the small blood blade soul devouring knife in his hand: "It's time for me to go out and see for a long time, Night Whispering Flower, Xiaoyao Sect, Fox Mei'er, Father." "Ever since he knew that Hu Mei'er looked down on him so much, Haotian never thought of calling Hu Mei'er's mother;

Two hours later, Haotian fell asleep on the guqin, his long silver hair was untied and scattered on the guqin, and a pair of big white tails wrapped Haotian, with a demonic face, and a thin mouth with a hara. Haotian fell asleep peacefully.

3687.Jan.8.Early Spring.Night Snowy Center

Haotian woke up sleepy-eyed, stretched his waist a little unhappily, how can he sleep well on the low stone table! Raise his hand and look at the blood blade tattoo on the back of his right hand and say: "Come out, today we are going to pass on the ethereal peak of the God Domain, and find Xiaoyaozi"; Haotian saw that the Blood Blade Soul Devouring Knife had no reaction and said in a smile: "If you don't come out again, I will wipe it with my right hand when it is convenient for me in the future, and the previous agreement has been cancelled!, and I will no longer use you to cut people, I will take you tomorrow, chop wood, chop vegetables, and use you for everything, believe it or not!" When Haotian was talking energetically, a red light came out of his palm, looking at the blood-colored broadsword obediently floating on the ground, he suddenly laughed and said: "You are also afraid, in the future, the master will tell you to go east, you must not go west, you know?" The Blood Blade Soul Devouring Knife suddenly turned into a huge blood-colored broadsword, five meters wide and fifty meters long. Crawling on the ground motionless. Haotian walked on the big sword and sat down, thinking that this was the Night Snow Domain, in the northernmost part of the Star Moon Empire, so he should fly straight south. The hand slapped down to the blade of the knife: Hey, hey, the big knife flew straight south. Seeing the big knife flying southward, the aura in his sea of qi should be able to fly for about two days, he couldn't help but relax, lay down on the knife, fell asleep, and said in his mouth: "Night Whispering Flower, hehe!"

Three days later, on January 11th, in the early spring, in the southernmost part of the ancestral domain, in the city of the South China Sea, it was very lively, and many genius disciples of the sect came, but many of them looked at the sky and did not know what to look at;

"Which master do you say is the master of the blood-colored broadsword in the sky!" the young man wondered.

"I don't know very well, it may be that a master from outside the world also wants to come to the Immortal Cultivation Seminar to give advice!" On the other side of Nanhai City, a fair-faced man wearing a blood-colored light robe smiled at the young woman with ice muscles and jade bones on the side:

"Senior Sister Mengzi, can you know which master in the sky came to give advice!" The young woman with ice muscles and jade bones is the third disciple of Xiaoyaozi, the sect leader of Xiaoyaozi, who painted Mengzi, who was wearing a white light yarn, and the light yarn had many gold threads outlining lotus flowers, and the flowers were very good-looking, and said coldly:

"I haven't heard that people from the Holy Land and the Night Snow Region will come to participate in this kind of boring discussion, and even the general sect calls some three disciples and four disciples to come out, such as your Blood God Sect, don't you ask you, a scoundrel, three disciples to come out and slip around?"

"Since the senior sister is so unwelcoming to the senior brother, then let's see the real chapter under your hands!" waved his hand and led the junior disciples away, although the Immortal Cultivation Association is just for the sake of two years later, Dabido has more contact with other sects, but someone invites you to compete with him, and you are embarrassed not to compare, so you will be laughed at; although it will not hurt his life, but it is inevitable that he will be hurt if he harshly you. At this time, an indifferent man wearing a cyan robe and carrying a giant sword behind his back came over to see Hua Mengzi, and walked over to Hua Mengzi and said, "Senior sister, will you lead the team this time?" The indifferent man is the third disciple of Ning Changchun of Guiyi Sect, and Jian Langji also said politely: Senior sister does not need to be polite, I am on the order of the master to come to greet the junior sister! "This is exactly Wu Qingyu, because the retreat is too boring, this time Mo Heng Daoist specially asked her to follow her senior sister out for a long time! Jian Langheng also knew Qingyu and jokingly said:

"Yo! the little junior sister is also here, where is your sister!" Qingyu pouted: "Sister is not lively! is still in retreat!"

"When I just saw that the Tao is evil, I ran there, and then I knew that I had run out. Qingyu muttered in a low voice:

"That's not Brother Langji, the fierce one just now!" said Hua Mengzi: "You dare to be rude." He said to the waves:

"My junior sister, although she is seventeen years old, she has always been like a child, and I hope that my senior brother will not blame!" Lang Scar smiled helplessly:

"No harm, go, I have prepared the ship, you go with me." Hua Mengzi said politely: "There is Senior Brother Lao!" "Although they can fly over this treasure!" But generally decent people can keep a low profile when they can keep a low profile.

The blood-colored broadsword in the sky above was the Blood Blade Soul Devouring Knife, Haotian couldn't help but be a little irritated after three days of travel, seeing that the Blood Blade Soul Devouring Knife stopped flying, he patted the blade and couldn't help scolding: "Why are you not flying! Walked to the edge and looked down, patted his chest and said in shock: "I'm scared to death, there are so many people down there!" Although I haven't seen anything in the world, I still know that my wealth is not exposed! I patted the Blood Blade Soul Eater Knife and scolded: "Little knife, I don't know how to fly low! I'm scared to death, now find a nearby place where no one is home and put me down."