Li Junhao looked at the sky angrily.

Not far from him, a fallen leaf swirled, falling leisurely in mid-air, frozen in mid-air, the scene was weird.

"You've figured it out. "Above the sky, open a huge eye that stretches as far as the eye can see.

His eyes did not contain the slightest emotion, quietly staring at Li Junhao, bringing him heavy pressure, it was a feeling as if he was being watched by the whole world.

"Why?" Li Junhao took a deep breath, calmed his mood, and asked coldly.

He didn't believe it, it was all really a coincidence. It would be a joke to say that there is no heavenly calculation in it.

"No matter the people, no matter the sky. I all have unfulfilled wishes, I have things to do, and I can't afford to lose. The eyes of the sky were slightly stunned and said slowly.

Cang Tian thought that Li Junhao would be furious, but he never thought that he would be so calm. It seems that he still underestimates him, although he is not the Suiren clan now, but he should not be underestimated. Cang Tian was slightly surprised in his heart, and paid a little more attention to him.

In fact, he himself didn't expect things to be so coincidental, although he opened the Yellow Spring Passage, he just wanted to trap it here. At that time, Li Junhao has no choice, so he will naturally ask for himself. After all, he still needs Li Junhao's help, and how can he do things absolutely without it.

However, he did not bother to explain this. It happened, it happened, so what.

"Save her. Regarding Cangtian's explanation, Li Junhao did not say anything. His eyes were cold, and not to be outdone, he looked at him and spoke firmly.

He didn't want to ask anyone who was at fault, because there was no point. It's happened, and time isn't going back.

Moreover, the sky is too strong!

It was so strong that he didn't have the slightest ability to resist. Instead of doing senseless anger and protests, it is better to let him treat Xiahou Ying. It can also be regarded as making up for their own mistakes. If it weren't for their own, they wouldn't have been affected here.

"Now, it's too late. Cang Tian's eyes flashed, and he said helplessly.

If he could have been a few minutes earlier, he would have been able to save it, but now it is impossible! The primordial spirit dissipated, and if you want to save her, the only way to save her is to find that bit of true spiritual life and reshape her true body. If he was in his heyday, this kind of thing would just be a gesture, but now that he himself is still trapped in this forbidden area, where can he have the ability to help Xiahou Ying recover.

"What else can be done. Li Junhao asked calmly.

Cang Tian just said that it was too late, which means that there is still a way. It's late, but that doesn't mean it's useless. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, he will not give up.

"Unless I can get out of this cage. There is a silver lining. Cang Tian's eyes flashed with a different color, and he said softly.

Although I don't know the meaning of the Suiren clan's words, if the Suiren clan can help him get rid of the shackles of this place, even if he helps him resurrect that woman, it will only be a very simple matter.

In this way, it is a good thing.

"I'll think about it. Li Junhao's face was cloudy, and he did not refuse or agree.

For the heavens. He didn't know how much he could believe, although he had some heavenly memories. But that kind of thing is far away. At most, it can only be used as a reference, and it should never be relied on. Otherwise, I am afraid that I will be sold by the sky, and I am still counting the money for him.

An old immortal who has been locked up for several epochs, who knows if he will be completely perverted?

"But it's up to you. Cang Tian was not in a hurry, and said slowly.

He was confident that the other party would definitely give a satisfactory answer. Because the other party has not many options. For a person who has no choice, it is obvious that he does not need to be too urgent, in case the Suiren clan does something extreme, it will not be good.

"If you carry my coffin, you will receive unimaginable help in this forbidden area. "Before the heavens left. It seems that he doesn't care, and he seems to say it intentionally.

He vaguely knew that Li Junhao had something important to do when he came to the forbidden area, although he didn't know what the specific important thing was. But the other party clearly needs his help, a vital help. Because in this forbidden area, who knows better than him?

When Li Junhao heard the second half of Cangtian's words, his heart trembled. If you can really get the help of the heavens, then wouldn't it be much easier to do Qianqian.

Thinking of Qianqian's current dangerous situation, Li Junhao's heart immediately wavered. The dryad in the Celestial Wonderland outside has awakened, and Tomb Mingde has also been captured by him. So far, only he and Yan Chixia are left, how can he not worry in the face of this danger.

"Give me some time. Li Junhao's tone weakened a little and said.

Although he wanted to agree, he couldn't help but think about the stakes. Otherwise, if something happens, it will be self-inflicted.

The sky looked at him deeply, the huge eyes above the sky closed, and the world returned to normal. The fallen leaves beside him fluttered, and everything seemed so natural.

"Ahh At the same time, a bitter wail of grief came from the hall behind him.

In the main hall.

Xiahou Ying was lying in Yan Chixia's arms, her originally bright and godly eyes. She looked at Yan Chixia's sad expression, the corners of her mouth pulled slightly, revealing a stiff smile. seems to be comforting Yan Chixia that she is not in pain. She raised her right hand tremblingly, wanting to caress Yan Chixia's cheek and comfort him not to be sad.

The jade hand stretched out into the air, and before Yan Chixia could hold it, her eyes were blurred, the last trace of light was dispersed, and with a smile on her face, she fell asleep completely.

Yan Chixia's big hand that had just stretched out froze in the air, looking fixedly at Xiahou Ying, who seemed to be asleep. His mouth was slightly open and he couldn't make any sound. The expression on his face was stiff, and his eyes were glazed and unfocused.

For a moment, he trembled and stroked Xiahou Ying's tarnished cheeks, closed his eyes in pain, two lines of tears gushed out, and his mouth emitted a meaningless chok, crying for a long time without sound.

"Ahh ”

After half a ring, he lowered his head and let out a painful wail, like an infinitely angry beast, venting the endless pain in his heart!

His heart was full of hatred, hatred for his own incompetence, hatred for why Xiahou Ying left him alone in this world to suffer.

"Dryad!" Yan Chixia's eyes were red, her murderous aura was revealed, and a hint of demonic energy faintly appeared in her eyes. The sword behind his back hummed. He let out a wail of pain, as if he could feel the pain of his master.

"I want revenge!"

Yan Chixia knelt on the ground, lowered her head and stared at Xiahou Ying's already cold delicate body with a wry smile, and said hoarsely: "Don't blame me, I don't want to see you suffering there alone." ”

He clasped his hands and pressed them the ground. He closed his eyes in pain, his face distorted and horrible.

For a moment, he looked up, and there was a dead silence in his eyes. Tremblingly, he took out an ancient scroll from his bosom and wrote "The Secret of the Mysterious Heart"!

He took a deep breath, his eyes condensed slightly, and his hands trembled slightly as he opened the scroll.

Mysterious and mysterious, the door of all wonders. Kill the past and realize the mystery!

"Kill yourself. Metamorphosis and new life. The secret of the mystery, when the real evil door is here. I also hope that my Shushan disciples must not practice. Under it, there is a note by Mo Yixi, the head of Shushan.

"Yan Chixia, a disciple of Shushan, violated the patriarch's mantra today, and on the day of revenge, he will apologize with death. Yan Chixia's face was still terrifying, and she bowed respectfully to the scroll. He knew that he was disobeying the ancestral teachings, but he couldn't care about anything else. Now, he wants nothing more than revenge. Crush the dryad to ashes!

"Hey. A sigh rang out in the hall. The voice is clear. People can't help but feel good. Even a sigh resonates with people's hearts, and they can't help but be heartbroken.

"Who?" Yan Chixia's face changed drastically, and she quickly put away the "Mysterious Heart Secret" in front of Xiahou Ying's corpse, looking nervously at the place where the sigh came from. Someone sneaked in here, and they didn't find out in the slightest. It's horrible.

He looked sideways with a nervous face, his eyes instantly froze, and his expression was stiff, looking overwhelmed.

I saw that the statue of the head of Shushan enshrined in the main hall seemed to come to life. A faint divine light flashed on his body, and he walked down from the tribute platform step by step.

"What is a sword, what is a way, what is a sword. The statue walked up to Yan Chixia and looked at him and asked.

"I, the disciple, don't know. Yan Chixia looked at the statue's eyes as bright as the sun, opened her mouth and was stunned for a moment, but she couldn't speak.

He didn't know what a sword was, what a way was, what a way a sword was! This question may be simple or complicated, but he doesn't know how to answer it.

"The swordsman, it is better to bend than to bend. Kendo, go forward bravely. Affection for the sword, affection for the Tao. Where love is, it is the way of the sword. The statue was not angry because of Yan Chixia's answer, his voice was flat, and in Yan Chixia's ears, it was no less than a thunderbolt.

"Affection for the sword, affection for the Tao. This is the way of the sword, does it belong to me?" Yan Chixia's eyes were stunned, and a little warmth and a little dead silence rose in her heart.

"What's your name. The statue snapped.

"My name is Yan Chixia. Yan Chixia's eyes became more and more confused, and she said in a daze.

"What's your name?" Hearing Yan Chixia's answer, the statue seemed to be very dissatisfied, and asked sharply.

As he spoke, two sword lights passed through his eyes, two of which were as black as ink, full of dead silence. Everywhere the sword flashed, the world fell silent, and all life was robbed. But in the blink of an eye, before Yan Chixia could react, the two sword lights had already disappeared into her eyes.

Yan Chixia's expression was completely stunned, and she didn't understand what this statue meant. There was some hesitation on his face, not knowing how to answer.

Then, the sword light entered his pupils, and a strange feeling suddenly rose in his heart. One turned into a divine sword full of death, standing alone in the world for countless years, without sound, without light, only endless darkness and silence.

That dead silence makes him crazy!

After half a ring, he opened his eyes, which were full of dead silence, and said firmly with an expressionless face: "My name is Yan Thirteen. ”

Yan Chixia is already dead and went with Xiahou Ying. In this world, there is only one swordsman left, a pure true swordsman Yan Thirteen!

Affection for the sword, the love for the Tao of Yan Thirteen.

After thinking about it, Yan Chixia's eyes turned into a dead silence, and there was chaos in it, if you stared at it, it made people feel like they were in the Nine Shadows. It was the eyes that represented death, and it was a sword path full of destruction.

The sword aura around him was rampant, and his whole person turned into an indestructible divine sword. A breath of death spread from his body, and the world around him was silent, as if he was dead. It's not just space that dies, it's time that dies!

This is a kendo that can cut through time!

"Remember this feeling, this sword is called Sword Fifteen!" the statue turned and walked towards the altar, and said with a little nostalgia in its flat voice.

For Yan Thirteen to be able to comprehend Sword Fifteen so quickly, a little joy and satisfaction rose in his heart. May you have a bright future, I owe a lot to Shushan in my life, and the world is unpredictable.

"Sword Fifteen. Yan Shisan's eyes were dead silent, and he muttered to himself. Then he raised his head, looked at the statue that had already walked up to the altar without blinking, bowed respectfully, and asked, "Dare to ask the name of the senior?" (To be continued.) )