The woman thought quickly in her heart, not speaking, Qingying couldn't feel the voice behind her, she didn't know if the woman was gone, he was afraid that the woman was gone, and his confusion could not be answered, so he mustered up the courage to ask: "Senior, are you a lotus immortal?"

"What's the matter with you!" The woman was still angry, and scolded coldly, and then continued to think about it, which made Qingying bitter, and muttered in her heart: "It's strange, I remember that there was a strange person with blood-red eyes and extremely strong cultivation who was hitting the wall." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The strange man was obviously premeditated and wanted to catch me, and then I used the Immortal Bliss Divine Skill to barely stabilize the strange man, but the strange man didn't know what to stimulate, and suddenly he became even more crazy, and the black lotus flower in the center of his eyebrows flashed, and even the entire wall was shattered.

I thought I was going to die, but now I'm standing here in a dignified position, and the blood-red-eyed, pitch-black strange man is nowhere to be seen, and there's one more... A very fair-skinned woman... Wait..."

Thinking of this, Yang Heng suddenly grabbed something, opened his eyes suddenly, the red glow on his face gathered again, and quickly dissipated, and he exclaimed in his heart: "I know, it turns out that she is the strange person with blood-red eyes!

By the way, where did that ten-foot-long column of water come from? Why is the blood red in her eyes gone? Not crazy! This... What the hell is going on?"

Qingying, that is, Yang Heng, who is immortal, is full of doubts in his heart, what Yang Heng doesn't know is that like him, the woman is also full of doubts.

However, the woman was sure of one thing in her heart, that is, Yang Heng would never be the one who detoxified her and rescued her from madness, because Yang Heng, a mere nine-rank martial artist, did not have this ability.

"There must be another master!" The woman's eyes narrowed slightly, her eyes were full of light, and she quickly converged, and her eyes refocused on Yang Heng's back, where there was a blue long sword, and the long sword spike was floating in the wind.

"True Martial Sword!" The woman's expression changed slightly, as soon as her hand was raised, the True Martial Sword flew into the woman's hand, her right hand held the hilt of the sword and twitched gently, the azure sword body was as smooth as water, reflecting a delicate face that captivated the country and the city.

Yang Heng felt a lightness on his back, and suddenly knew that the True Martial Sword was being held, so he immediately didn't care about anything else, turned around and said hurriedly: "Senior, True Martial Sword..."

However, Yang Heng didn't finish speaking, he was pressed against his throat by the sharp tip of the True Martial Sword, and the following words were unspeakable, the woman's pretty face was frosty, and she used the True Martial Sword straight against Yang Heng's throat, and she was a bystander, at this distance, the sharp sword of the True Martial Sword had already cut through the skin.

Now, the sword of the True Martial Sword is holding back, completely restrained, and it can't hurt Yang Heng's hair, the woman's expression changed again, and she asked coldly: "Disciple Huashan, who are you? Where is Liu Heyun?"

"Senior!" Yang Heng sensed that the True Martial Sword was moving forward a little closer, his expression was nervous, and he replied: "I am a disciple of Huashan, my name is Yang Heng, as for Liu Heyun's senior, I don't know..."

"Nonsense!" The woman's face was even colder, better than a thousand years of ice, and she roared: "You are a disciple of Huashan, will you know that Liu Heyun, the elder of your Huashan faction?"

"Ah!" After the woman's reminder, Yang Heng suddenly remembered such a person, and at the same time, he believed in his mind that the woman was very likely to be a figure from 1,900 years ago, so he said: "The senior, the younger generation is the thirty-sixth generation of the Huashan faction, and the ancestor Liu Heyun is the twenty-seventh generation, now, I'm afraid it is..."

"Nonsense! It's only been such a short time, how can it be 1,900 years!" The woman seemed to have been struck by lightning, and she trembled and took two steps back, and the real martial sword in her hand fell straight to the ground, sinking into the hilt.

In fact, for Yang Heng's answer, the woman already had a premonition in her heart, because although she was confused by poisoning before, she could faintly notice that a long time has passed, a long time, a long time...

Things are people, Yang Heng can still understand a little bit about the woman's feelings, he smiled slightly bitterly, inserted the true martial sword back into the scabbard on his back, and said softly: "Senior Lotus Immortal, Patriarch Liu Heyun has indeed passed away for more than 1,700 years!"

This time, He Xian did not scold, but waved his hand towards Yang Heng with a sluggish face, signaling that Yang Heng could leave, although Yang Heng had many questions in his heart, but he knew that it was useless to ask now, so he bowed down and said goodbye.

Stepping into the huge hole that seemed to be a spiritual water tan, Yang Heng could hardly believe that this place was once just a tunnel the size of two tables, and the horror of a high-level martial artist could be seen!

Thankfully, the Night Pearl was still intact in Yang Heng's hands, and he used this lighting to walk out of the tunnel, and the black Lingshui Tan not far away tirelessly made a sound of swishing water!

Yang Heng didn't mean to go to Lingshui Tan, holding the night pearl, and walked into the aisle, there were so many questions in his mind, so many that he didn't want to think, so he was happy to walk through the aisle easily and came to the first fork in the road.

I was thinking about whether to go down to Biquan Cave Mansion or go up to the Yin Yang Cave Heaven, when suddenly, there was a burst of lotus fragrance behind him, and then, in front of him, there was a cold pretty face of the lotus fairy.

Before Yang Heng could react, the lotus immortal had already clicked on Yang Heng's acupoint, and said coldly: "You have seen my body, my name has been humiliated, I should have killed you before committing suicide."

But I still have unsolved things that have not been broken down, your little life will be remembered on your head first, and you will take it later, so you can do it yourself!"

After speaking, another gust of breeze came, the lotus immortal disappeared without a trace, and Yang Heng's acupoint was also unlocked, he looked at the empty, dark aisle, and his heart felt as if he had knocked over the five-flavor bottle, and the five flavors were mixed.

Strictly speaking, Yang Heng was not at fault, he didn't know why he appeared anywhere, and why he happened to see Hexian's innocent ketone body.

If Yang Heng could choose, he would definitely not look at it, however, Yang Heng had no choice...

Having said that, Yang Heng did see Hexian's ketone body, he knew that he couldn't argue, he couldn't argue, he simply followed everything, after the torture of the True Martial Sword, whether it was life or death, Yang Heng had already seen it lightly...

Holding the night pearl, Yang Heng thought slightly, and walked towards the Sun and Moon Cave Heaven above his head, walked a few steps, suddenly turned back, engraved his handwriting that he had returned to the Yin Yang Cave Heaven at the fork in the road, and turned around and walked towards the Yin Yang Cave Heaven on his head.

The aisle winded up, and it took Yang Heng two hours to walk to the place where the Night Pearl was lit, put the Night Pearl back on the wall, and was about to continue walking upwards, when suddenly, he noticed that there were some unusual places on the wall.

Where is Juanxiu's handwriting engraved with a few lines of small lettering, if you don't observe carefully, it is difficult to notice, Yang Heng recognized that this was Lin Yueru's handwriting, so he took a closer look, but unexpectedly, a wisp of fragrance entered his nose, and Yang Heng's mind quickly fell into a coma!