In a dense forest at the foot of Langya Mountain, Granny Xihua is holding a dragon head and a golden crutch, her gray hair fluttering in the night wind, but her sharp eyes are looking at the darkness in the depths of the dense forest. At her feet www.biquge.info a strange beast was floating on the ground, scarlet blood, staining the ground red. The roar of the beast continued to sound in the dense forest, and the beasts that were afraid of the night were attracted by the strong smell of blood.

Suddenly, a series of small footsteps sounded behind him, and a middle-aged man hurriedly walked behind Granny Xihua, and saluted: "Elder, the team that entered the mountain before, as yesterday, met the group of juniors of the righteous path, and the two sides fought, caught off guard, and most of the dead and wounded, only three or four people were left. ”

"Hmph!" Granny Xihua was furious in her heart, and the dragon's head crutches hit the ground heavily, and scolded: "This group of ignorant juniors of the righteous path, I don't know the height of the sky, I really think that if I endure the Phantom Gate for a while, I can get an inch everywhere, okay, I will let you all stay in Langya Mountain and be a lonely ghost." Jansson!"

"The subordinates are here!" said the Phantom Sect disciple who was called Yang Song.

"Immediately send an order to the people, find out where the group of righteous path disciples are stationed, and surround them, leaving no one behind. Granny Xihua said angrily.

"Yes, the disciple obeys. Yang Song got up and saluted, then turned away. In the dark, I saw a strange smile on the corner of his mouth, but it was fleeting, and he quickly disappeared into the darkness.

Granny Xihua watched Yang Song pass the order, and the anger in her heart did not disappear, but became more and more vigorous. The Phantom Gate is divided into three forces, namely the head Dong Xiaoman, the Cherished Flower Mother-in-law and Jin Fengzi's Master Phantom Tianzun. Originally, Dong Xiaoman was only the beloved disciple of the previous generation of heads, and Granny Xihua and Phantom Tianzun were the elders of the previous generation.

More than ten years ago, Dong Xiaoman returned from a serious injury in Mobei, and Granny Xihua and Phantom Tianzun happened to come out of retreat, and once the balance of power in the triangle was broken, disputes arose. The head of the family represented by Dong Xiaoman has basically withdrawn from the battle due to the casualties of the elite disciples in Mobei, while Granny Xihua and Phantom Tianzun are fighting endlessly for the actual control of the Phantom Gate.

On this trip, the mother-in-law came to Qipan Mountain to look for the god operator, and she wanted to ask for the help of the god operator, in order to seize the opportunity. Although she has a profound cultivation, she has an arrogant temperament, and she was originally extremely disdainful of the juniors of the righteous path, and the two teams of spies who didn't want to enter Langya Mountain first were all destroyed by these people she disdained, how could she not let her heart rise angry.

On the northwest mountain side of Langya Mountain, on the bank of a river outside the dense forest, there are three major sects of the righteous path and some small sects stationed here.

On that day, after Shan Wushuang and Shanming came out of the cave where the god operator retreated, they couldn't find Chen Kongming and the others in the chessboard mountain, and after inquiry, they learned that they followed a group of people and others to retreat outside the mountain. It's just that before they can find it, they see that the originally beautiful scenery outside the chessboard mountain has been destroyed by countless great mana, and this sudden change made them frightened.

After finding Chen Kongming and the others, they realized that after they withdrew from Qipan Mountain, Fang found a place to settle down in the mountains and forests, and was attacked by countless black-clothed people. Chen Kongming was also witty, originally in order to prevent the sneak attack of the Demon Sect, he chose a place that was easy to defend and difficult to attack, he wanted to be prepared, but he didn't think that someone would really attack.

Although there was a panic at the beginning, fortunately, all the factions were elite disciples, and after stabilizing their positions, the black-clothed men who attacked secretly only attacked for some reason, and then all of them withdrew, so the casualties were not large. At first, I thought it was the people in the Demon Sect who were making ghosts, but after inquiring, I learned that all the people who withdrew from the General Ridge, including the people in Qipanshan and the Demon Sect, had been attacked by sneak attacks, and the Holy Demon Sect suffered the greatest casualties.

Such a big event has never been heard of before, but I am afraid that there must be a conspiracy in it. Under the discussion of Shan Wushuang and others, they explored near Qipan Mountain for a few days, and found that those black-clothed people who sneaked up on disappeared without a trace, as if they had never appeared at all. Seeing that the time was pressing, it was inconvenient to stay longer, so they each sent their information back to the door, and they rushed to Anfu Town without stopping for half a moment. After resting for two more days in Anfu Town, I entered Langya Mountain.

Although the northwest of Langya Mountain is not as dangerous as the southwest, there are many strange flowers and plants, and in less than a day, many monsters have been attacked. However, every danger is resolved by everyone's efforts, although it is frightened all the way, but it is also safe. It wasn't until this night, after Shan Wushuang and Shanming and others discussed, that they set up camp in an open place on the riverbank to rest.

After camping, they light a bonfire, cook food and carry water, and each has his own business. Yi Xuan and a group of female disciples of Zhufeng were about to fetch water to the river, but they didn't think to go to the river, only to see the two disciples who were supposed to patrol here fall to the ground one after another, their hands pressed on their feet and wailing.

Yi Xuan and the disciples' faces changed, and everyone in Zhufeng was the highest in Yi Xuan's cultivation, only to see her figure flash, and she had already arrived at the two disciples. After checking it, the faces of the two night vigil disciples were painful, and their feet were bleeding, but they were not worried about their lives, and everyone took out the medicine and applied it to them until their pain eased a little, and then Yi Xuan asked, "What happened?"

One of the two night vigil disciples whispered, "I, we don't know. We just checked, everything was normal, and as soon as we walked here, our feet hurt and my whole body couldn't move, so we collapsed. ”

Yi Xuan frowned slightly, the other party hurt people for no reason, but what did he mean? At this time, he only heard another say: "When I fell, it seemed that I saw a flash of cold light, as if something was inserted in that bluestone." ”

Yi Xuan was stunned for a moment, and at that moment, there was a female disciple under the door, and she flashed to the bluestone pointed by the night vigil disciple, and sure enough, she saw a short dagger inserted into it, and on top of the short dagger, there seemed to be a piece of white silk.

Yi Xuan took the short dagger, opened the white silk and looked at it, his face couldn't help but change, but he looked at the dark dense forest, turned his head and asked the disciple, "Can you see the short dagger coming from?"

The disciple saw Yi Xuan's anxious expression, thinking that something big had happened, and he was also shocked, and said, "Senior sister, I couldn't really see it when I fell, but it seemed to be shot from that forest." ”

After he finished speaking, Yi Xuan turned into a green rainbow in front of him and escaped into the dense forest. The disciples around him were startled and hurriedly followed, but when they saw Yi Xuan's figure flashing in the forest, they disappeared into the darkness, as if they had been swallowed by the incomparable darkness. Everyone was shocked, Yi Xuan entered the forest alone, not to mention the people in the Demon Sect, even the monsters and poisonous insects that walked at night were difficult to deal with. At that moment, some people continued to search, and some people returned to the camp to report the news.

And this side of Yi Xuanfang entered the forest, the forest was dark, and countless strange sounds sounded in the forest, and if he was not careful, he would really die here. Yi Xuan frowned. She didn't intend to go deeper, but the words on the white silk made her linger. It's all because of the person who writes, she actually recognizes.

Before he could think about it, he saw a black shadow flashing in front of him, as if someone had rushed into the depths of the dense forest. Yi Xuan's body moved, turned into Qinghong and chased in. The two of them rose and fell in the dense forest, turned left and right, fled and chased, and in an instant they entered the depths of the forest.

Yi Xuan saw that the figure in front of him was not in the ashes, and he couldn't see it really, but he had a feeling in his heart that that person must recognize him. I saw that the other party flashed twice, and he was about to pass through the two big trees. Yi Xuan's heart moved, and with a light click, three sword rays flashed with the Sizhu Sword in his hand. One first cut down the big tree next to it, while the other two cut down the two big trees in the middle.

The person fleeing in front didn't think that Yi Xuan had this move, and before his body could pass through, the two big trees fell, and he wanted to turn around and pass in the other direction, not wanting Yi Xuan to expect him to have this move, so he made the first move, and the tall branches of the big tree had already blocked his way. The man was stunned for a moment, his body stopped, and he only heard a "choking" sound behind him, and the cold glow of the Sizhu Sword had already sealed his retreat.

"Who are you? The words on the short dagger, but you left it?" Yi Xuan stared at the back in front of him, and suddenly felt a trance in his heart.

Is it him? If so, what should I do? On that day in Mobei, I broke off righteousness with him, and good and evil were not separated, and goodbye, I ......

The darkness was like ink, surrounding the two of them tightly, and only the light from the magic weapon was left, illuminating the tall black-clothed figure in front of him. The man sighed softly, and finally turned around slowly.

Cheng Changfeng.

I saw that his face was the same as before, still heroic and upright, but there was a faint sorrow between his eyebrows, his eyes flashed with strange light, and he was looking at Yi Xuan tightly, and he didn't leave again.

"Sure enough, it's him, it's really him......" Yi Xuan only had such a sentence left in his mind at this time. The faint green light of the Sizhu Sword flickered and dimmed, and it was so easy to spin the mood.

"You, after so many years, are you okay?" Cheng Changfeng finally said slowly.

Yi Xuan was stunned, as if he suddenly woke up, looked at Cheng Changfeng, the Sizhu sword in his hand was less than three feet away from his body, and shouted: "I said, goodbye to you, I will ...... Say, what kind of conspiracy has your demon sect set up to deal with us?"

Cheng Changfeng looked at Yi Xuan's face, the sword that flashed with cold light seemed to not exist in his chest, just watching, but not speaking.

Yi Xuan's heart was flustered, and even his hands trembled slightly, and said, "You said, 'Someone attacked tonight', what is the warning on the white silk?"

Cheng Changfeng was silent for a moment, turned around slightly, and said lightly: "I came tonight because I was entrusted by someone. You believe it or not. But don't let your brothers risk their lives for my sake. ”

Yi Xuan was stunned when he heard this, and asked, "You are entrusted by someone, who have you been entrusted with?"

Cheng Changfeng also seemed to be slightly stunned, he was also flustered in his heart just now, and he didn't choose to speak, and was asked by Yi Xuan, and he really didn't know how to answer. After a long time, he had to say, "You will know in the future." ”

After saying that, he turned around and wanted to leave. But he didn't think that Yi Xuan Si Bamboo Sword and Sword Blade turned around, and he crossed in front of him, and said, "I said, when I see you again, it will be ......."

Before he finished speaking, Cheng Changfeng turned around, but he put his throat on the blade of her Sizhu sword, less than two feet in front of her, his eyes were blazing, staring at Yi Xuan's beautiful face, and said, "When you see me again, it will be the time to take my life." I know, I knew more than ten years ago, you can take it, it is better to die in vain, than if I suffer from this lovesickness again. ”

Yi Xuan's body was like a lightning strike, and he couldn't move anymore, looking at the handsome man in front of him, and because he was close, he could smell the manly breath that poured out of him because of excitement, and he was in a daze.

After Cheng Changfeng finished speaking, he was also stunned, and he didn't expect that under the agitation of the mood just now, he would say the words that he had planned to stop thinking about until he died.

In the darkness, there seemed to be a faint gloom and melancholy, rising on the edge of the sword.

Whose sad song is it to play and sing alone on this bleak night?

The night is not cold, but the heart is cold.

A man and a woman in this world, connected to the cold blade, looked at each other silently.

For a long time, until ......

"Senior sister......" A call sounded from behind.

When Yi Xuan was stunned and held the white silk in his hand and woke up, the man in front of him had already left, and the senior sisters who came behind him were surrounding him with concern, asking if he was injured.

Yi Xuan shook his head slightly, looking at the boundless darkness in the depths of the dense forest, his heart, like his hand, held the white silk tighter.