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At the foot of the Purple Mountain, in the night, more than a dozen people appeared in the shadows, walking silently, with light and agile steps, all of them with good figures.

They are tall and short, fat and thin, and in the light moonlight, they can faintly see their facial features, and their faces are extremely solemn.

They came to the foot of the Purple Mountain, stopped at the junction leading to the top of the mountain, formed a formation, and surrounded the two of them.

The two of them, one of whom was a Haofa old man and the other was a middle-aged man with Shen Yi and majesty, stood side by side, looking up at the purple mountain.

At this time, the purple mountain was completely shrouded in night, and the thick fog was like light smoke, and the clear light of the full moon could not shine into it, and nothing could be seen.

"Elder Zhang, can you pass?" The dignified middle-aged man turned his head to look at the old man and asked in a deep voice, his tone faintly excited.

In the hazy night, he was wearing a dark green brocade robe, the heavenly court was full, the earth pavilion was round, the narrow Danfeng eyes, the nose was straight and the mouth was square, it was really a good look.

The old man with Haofa has a straight body and does not seem to know martial arts, but his eyes are very bright, and his spirit is vigorous, which is better than that of young people.

Since he stood at the foot of the purple mountain and looked up, his brows wrinkled unconsciously, and the more he looked at it, the tighter his brows locked.

Hearing the middle-aged man's question, he raised his head, matched the essence shot out of the middle-aged man's eyes, smiled bitterly, and shook his head: "It's changed, this is not a daytime formation." ”

The middle-aged man's narrow eyes flashed, he looked up at the purple mountain shrouded in night and mist, then looked down at the old man, and asked in a deep voice, "What...... Can you crack it?!"

"......" The old man stroked his snow-white long hair, frowned, shook his head and sighed: "Difficult!

He took a few steps to the left and right, looked up, and suddenly squatted down, picked up a dead branch on the ground, and wrote and scratched on the ground.

Fortunately, the moonlight was bright tonight, and he could barely see the ground, his eyes were blazing, his eyes were unusually bright, and he was engrossed in the paintings underground.

The middle-aged man knew what he was doing, he didn't make a sound, he looked at the old man's expression for a while, and saw that he was confused, happy, distressed, happy, and happy, and his expression was changeable, but he didn't make a sound for a long time, so he turned around and put his hands behind him, his eyes were deep, and he looked at the purple mountain from afar.

The dozen or so people around were all middle-aged people, even older than the middle-aged man standing in the middle, holding knives or swords, their whole bodies were tense, their temples were slightly bulging, their eyes were shining, and their momentum was terrifying.

Carefully observing the surroundings, every time the breeze came and the blades of grass swayed, their eyes burst out like lightning, and they were like a copper wall guarding the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was extremely patient, standing with his hands in his hands, looking around, half an hour had passed, and there was no impatience at all, and Shen Yi's face was still as usual.

"Whew-" A long exhale sounded, and the white-eyed and white-haired old man got up and stretched, his face full of excitement.

The middle-aged man immediately turned around, his eyes were bright and compelling, and he hurriedly asked, "Old Zhang, how is it?"

Even if he has always been calm, the middle-aged man can't help but be anxious at this time, suffering from gains and losses, but because the stakes are very high, he can't help but be in a hurry.

"Huh...... The old man with white eyebrows smiled, stroked his white hair, laughed, and then shook his head: "Alas-...... This person who arranges the formation is really a strange person, and he admires it so much!"

The middle-aged man's heart was relieved, Shen Yi's face suddenly smiled, and he made a rare slap: "Although this person is clever, but Zhang Lao's ability to break it is even more admirable!"

"It's easy to break the formation, it's hard to set up the formation...... Hey, this time it's a fluke!" Zhang Lao stroked his hair and smiled smugly, for the art of Qimen Dunjia, he has studied all his life, coupled with extraordinary intelligence, he has the ability to never forget, his achievements are extremely high, and he has always been proud.

He is a hermit in the mountains, living in the deep mountains and valleys, isolated from the outside world, dedicated to the study of the art of Qimen Dunjia, surrounded by natural formations, ordinary people can not see his shadow at all.

I was able to invite him this time, but it was because the middle-aged man's father had a relationship with him, and with this friendship, he found him, otherwise, others would not be able to invite him at all.

"Elder Zhang, let's go, how about it?" the middle-aged man asked softly.

"Hmm, okay,...... Let's go!" Zhang Lao's hand stopped, nodded, and then squatted down to look at the vertical and horizontal nicks, and stepped into the thick fog first.

The middle-aged man followed him, followed by a dozen or so guards, shrouded in thick fog in turn.

The middle-aged man followed closely behind the old man, following his footsteps, not daring to make any mistakes, and pressed hard under his feet, leaving a deep footprint.

They already knew the rules in advance, and they were cautious, paying attention to the safety around them while stepping on the footprints left by the middle-aged man.

Several people walked silently, quietly, except for the heavy footsteps of the old man surnamed Zhang, the rest of them all landed silently, and their light skills were excellent.

They heard the rumors of martial arts that the light skills of the Shuiyun Sect were a must, and they really had the ability to glimpse the light, so the people selected were all extremely light skills.

"Huh?" the old man suddenly stopped, his face slightly gloomy, looking around.

The middle-aged man could only stop, but he didn't dare to move, so he could only stand behind him and ask, "Old Xu, what's wrong?"

"Not good...... Xu Lao shook his head, groaned for a while, turned around, spread his hands, and said with a wry smile: "The formation has changed again!"

"What about ......?" The middle-aged man's face remained unchanged, and he looked at the sky, and the moon was already tilted from the center to the west.

"The old man understands!" Xu Lao slapped his palms and sighed heavily: "Alas...... , this formation changes once in an hour, and responds to the bright moon in the sky!"

"Then I'm tired of Xu Lao to break it again!" The middle-aged man was not anxious, he was very confident in this Xu Lao.

"I'm afraid it's difficult-!" Xu Lao stroked his long hair, shook his head, looked at the foggy surroundings, and sighed: "Now that we are in the middle of the formation, the authorities are confused, and they can't see the overall change of the formation, and it is difficult to crack it." ”

The middle-aged man's complexion changed slightly, if this is the case, but it is very bad, the Shuiyun Sect is not a good man and a woman, and there are many people who have killed, if they fall into the formation, they can only be slaughtered.

"So far, I can only try my best!" Xu Lao pulled his long silver hair vigorously and sighed helplessly.

He squatted on the ground, picked up a small stone, and scratched it on the dirt floor, horizontally and vertically, crisscrossing it, and the middle-aged man couldn't understand it at all.

They didn't dare to move, lest they fall into the formation, the formation was so powerful, they had already tasted it from Xu Lao's body, and they had suffered a lot, and they had palpitations.

Old Xu's eyes were blazing, his expression was focused, everything around him was forgotten, and his right hand was moving faster and faster.

A group of people stood in the thick fog, the moonlight was like water, soaking their bodies, but at this moment, they had no interest in admiring the moon, their eyes were firmly fixed on Xu Lao, it was a matter of life and death.

"Okay, it's done!" Xu Laoyu shouted, his beard trembling with excitement.

For him, cracking a clever formation is happier than anything else, as if a martial arts master has practiced a set of divine skills.

"Old Xu, then let's go quickly, it's not too early!" The middle-aged man said busily, not caring about being calm, because an hour was about to pass, and if he couldn't get out of the formation, he would be trapped again.

“...... Well, yes, yes, go, go. Xu Lao hurriedly swallowed what he was about to say, and took a step under his feet, speeding up.

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In the Hanyan Pavilion, Xiao Yuesheng was lying on the couch, hugging Zhou Zhiruo's delicate body of warm nephrite and sleeping soundly, and suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were clear, as if he had never fallen asleep.

In his arms, Zhou Zhiruo exhaled like an orchid, his eyes were slightly closed, his slender eyelashes were like a fan, trembling slightly, and he was extremely moving.

His right hand was pressed on the towering and angry [***], and his left hand was used as a pillow by her, and his hair was black and shiny like forging, spread on the side of the pillow, and his face was white and crystalline, white and red.

Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly, and gently flicked the red cherry with his right hand, Zhou Zhiruo was awakened when she was on the board, her eyelashes fluttered a few times, her bright eyes opened, and her eyes were blurry and seductive.

"Big brother, what's wrong?" Zhou Zhiruo turned her head and looked at her husband, quite surprised, he rarely woke up in the middle of the night.

"Someone has broken into the mountain, do you want to see the excitement?" Xiao Yuesheng smiled softly, rubbing [***] with his big hand, experiencing the bullet surname and delicacy.

"Isn't there a formation on our mountain?" Zhou Zhiruodai's eyebrows moved slightly, Yingying's eyes flashed, and the lazy spring between her eyebrows was faintly revealed.

"Hehe, in order to fulfill the people who broke through the mountain, the formation was deliberately withdrawn several times, leaving only the simplest, maybe there will be a master to break it. Xiao Yuesheng smiled proudly.

Zhou Zhiruo said these words, completely sobered up, turned around, stretched out a snow-white lotus root arm from the moon white brocade quilt, wrapped around his waist, and said with a delicate smile: "You want to torture people again!"

"Those who wish to take the bait. Xiao Yuesheng smiled and kissed her forehead, which was as smooth as jade.

Zhou Zhiruo waited for him to put on his clothes, and the two of them left the Cold Smoke Pavilion together, slowly stepped across the cold lake, and came to the Water Cloud Sect.

(To be continued)