Chapter 139: The Verge

The night was like water, filling the land, and the cold moonlight poured down from the sky, but on the looming mountain peak, it was extraordinarily quiet.

At the bottom of the bridge, in the open area full of rocks, the moonlight swaying down from the sky poured on the ground without the slightest hindrance, and in the deepest part of the rocky area, there was a stone platform built up of huge stones, on this stone platform, there was a figure sitting cross-legged, with an extremely strange posture The right index finger pointed to the sky, the left index finger pointed to the ground, and the white gas spit out from the nostrils wrapped around her head, lingering

At this time, the crescent moon has been hanging on the top of the tree, but the dark clouds are gradually gathering in the northwest corner, and it seems that there will be a heavy thunderstorm this night.

On the overpass, a snow-white figure stood elegantly, staring at the Vulture Palace in the distance with beautiful eyes, silent, and didn't know what he was thinking.

"Tonight is supposed to be the last night!"

Suddenly, a faint voice sounded on the cliff, and a purple dress slowly walked out from behind him, and the moonlight poured on the handsome face, which seemed extraordinarily calm.

Hearing this, Li Qiushui provoked a faint boredom in the corners of his eyes, but he was speechless, standing on the edge of the cliff that connected the overpass, his eyes looked at the iron rope as if he was out of focus, and said after a long time: "You must be very happy about this ending in your heart!"

The shadow of the moon gradually converged, and the western half of the day was already full of black clouds, and occasionally one or two bolts of lightning shot out of the black clouds, illuminating the four fields brightly, and when the lightning passed, it seemed dark and dreary.

Hearing Li Qiushui's words, Murong Fu didn't hide it too much, chuckled quite freely, then glanced at Li Qiushui, and asked, "When are we leaving?"

Li Qiushui didn't answer, his hands were clenched, his eyes flickered, Murong Fu could naturally see Li Qiushui's inner struggle, he waited for so long, just to be able to torture her well when Wu Xingyun was scattered, but he didn't expect that for three months, she didn't even find Wu Xingyun's figure, give up, she was unwilling in her heart, she didn't give up, but at this moment, she hadn't found Wu Xingyun's hiding place, and when she was successful, Li Qiushui couldn't leave without thinking about it.

Murong Fu put his hands behind his back, his eyes quietly looked at Wu Xingyun in front of him, his gaze seemed to penetrate the darkness, directly stopped on Li Qiushui's body, and whispered: "Heaven's will is like this, why not let it go?"

At this moment, there was a flash of lightning in the ground, a loud rumbling sound, a thunderbolt from the clouds went straight to the overpass, Li Qiushui's eyes were suddenly, looking at the underneath the overpass, only to see that under it was a deep valley, the valley mouth was smoky, and she couldn't see the inside clearly, in the past three months, she had almost searched the entire Ethereal Peak, and the search for this vulture palace was no less than a hundred times, every time she came here, she never paid attention to the valley bottom under the overpass, and at this moment she was hit by this lightning, and she really couldn't help but lose her mind slightly!

"Wu Xingyun suddenly disappeared, I don't know where to go, and all the disciples of the next Pin Hall of the Ethereal Peak are waiting, it is impossible for her Wu Xingyun to have a chance to escape, then she must still be in this Ethereal Peak, I have searched all over the front and peak of the peak, and I have not found any trace of this old slut, is it" raised his head slightly, his beautiful eyes looked at the stars in the sky, and there was an inexplicable taste in his eyes.

Murong Fu looked at Li Qiushui, who had been motionless for a long time, and then said softly, "Senior?"

Finally, Li Qiushui came back to his senses, his slender eyelashes trembled slightly, but his face changed from his previous tiredness, but his eyes flickered, looking at Murong Fu and smiling slightly: "I see, so it is, haha!"

After finishing speaking, I saw that his feet were on the ground, his body swept away, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared next to the iron cable at the mouth of the cliff stone cave, his right hand gently touched the belt, and with a movement of his wrist, he pulled out a soft sword as thin as a cicada's wings, and transported the true qi of Xiao Wuxianggong to the blade, and his wrist trembled slightly, and with a light sound, he cut off the iron chain buckled in the cliff cave.

The soft sword is thin and thin, extremely sharp, and then through Li Qiushui's internal force, the iron chain is like chopping bamboo and wood, and it is easy to break, Li Qiushui grabbed one end of the iron chain, his body flew up, and he stomped on his feet, and he pulled the iron cable and jumped into the deep valley, because the other end of the iron cable was still tightly fastened there, and it was Li Qiushui who fell like this, but it was extremely safe.

Li Qiushui's lightning-like action made Murong Fu stunned for a long time, looking at Li Qiushui's fall to the bottom, his brows furrowed slightly, but he didn't have time to think about it, grabbed a few stones with one hand, and bounced them towards the opposite side one by one, and then swept his body, lifted his breath and jumped, stepped on the stones on the opposite side, and then went to the opposite bank, and then pulled the iron rope on the opposite bank and slowly slid down.

Time passed slowly, but it was already the middle of the day, and it was only half an hour before Wu Xingyun's great achievements.

In the depths of the rocks, on the stone platform, a cloud of white mist, gradually getting thicker and thicker, on the cold stone platform, sat a vague figure, closed eyes suddenly opened, glanced at the cliff, the indifferent voice, but made the cold air in the depths of the rocks rise suddenly: "It's her? Li Qiushui!" Then he stopped speaking, and devoted himself to this final stage of condensation, but the thick fog covered all her figure.

The black clouds in the sky had already obscured the moon without a trace of light, and the lightning kept flashing, and the thunderbolts were one after another, and suddenly, a long lightning bolt slashed down towards the bottom of the valley, illuminating the valley in all directions, and this lightning bolt slammed into a large stone in the open area, and suddenly, the stone chips flew.

"Senior sister, our old sister hasn't seen you for many years, why did I go to the Ethereal Peak to look for you, not only were you not happy, but you hid from your sister for so long? ”

Just when the lightning was raging, a slightly hoarse laughter sounded abruptly from the sky, and then I saw a person calmly falling from between the cliffs, the breeze moving, fluttering like a fairy.

Seeing that the person in front of him fell, even if Xu Zhu was no more, he understood that the person in front of him was the big opponent in Wu Xingyun's mouth, his body trembled slightly, and he immediately said: "You, you"

"What's there to panic about?" In the midst of Xuzhu's panic, an old voice sounded in his ears: "As long as you hold on for Grandma for half an hour, Grandma will be successful at that time, so you don't have to be afraid of her!"

When Xu Zhu heard Wu Xingyun's words, he finally put his mind at ease, for Wu Xingyun, Xu Zhu didn't dare to contradict it, but he also didn't dare to contradict the person in front of him, a senior uncle, a senior uncle, what could he do?

Li Qiushui's eyes glanced around, and said, "Doesn't senior sister still want to come out to see my sister?" Although the tone was light, it transmitted the sound of soul searching** to transmit the voice, only to shake the valley, but to hear the mountains responding, south, south, north, west, all echoing Li Qiushui's words.

Xuzhu made his mood irritable with his voice behind his back, took a step forward, and just wanted to stop it, but he saw Li Qiushui turn sideways at a glance, but Xuzhu was unconsciously forced to take a step back by Li Qiushui's eyes.

Li Qiushui squinted at each other, the monk in front of him had big eyes and big nose, big ears and big mouth, wide forehead and thick eyebrows, and a rough appearance, at this time, Wu Xingyun was about to succeed, and his heart was very anxious, so he was naturally not interested in wasting time with Xuzhu, and said coldly at the moment: "Where did the wild monk come from? I talk to my senior sister, what are you doing here?"

Xuzhu leaned over and said, "I won't fight with you, but the seniors don't disturb people here." ”

Seeing that Xuzhu was so easy to avoid, Li Qiushui's face changed, and he took out four palms in a row and hit Xuzhu, and at this moment, Xuzhu had practiced the Tianshan Liuyang Palm very well, and he opened them one by one, and in the block, there was also a faint solid and strong counterattack power, which made Li Qiushui even more surprised, and he also waved his palm towards Xuzhu at the moment.

Just when Li Qiushui and Xuzhu were fighting, a voice came like whispering to himself: "I finally found it!"

Xuzhu tilted his head slightly, and saw a young figure, standing on the side of the rock, his body standing straight as a gun, looking at his face, it was not Murong Fu who had just come down from the top, who could it be?