The clouds and mist were confused in the forest, and a stone table lay quietly on the ground, waiting for visitors from afar.

A cup of tea, gently placed on the table.

A gray robe walked slowly in the forest, the old eyebrows, unable to hide the erosion of wind and frost, in the gray sleeve, stretched out a rugged withered hand, a golden lantern slowly shook in his hand, his eyes raised, looking at the stone table, the corner of his mouth hooked a small smile.

Sudden stop.

The gray-robed man looked at the stone table silently, and a faint sound of footsteps gradually sounded in his ears, and the gray-robed man smiled faintly, picked up the teacup, and took a sip gently.

"You're here. A man said leisurely in the mist, the mist was light, not thick or thick, this man stood in the mist, and actually hid all the traces of his body, breathing, heartbeat, everything, he was hidden in the past, he seemed to have turned into a mountain and a water, a tree and a stone, dancing with the wind, and passing away with the water.

The gray-robed man was immersed in the aroma of the tea, and when he heard this, he was shocked, and said indifferently: "You made a move?" The man smiled and said: "The name of the sword god is worthy of its name. The gray-robed man sighed faintly, a trace of decadence flashed in his eyes, and muttered: "You really shouldn't have made a move...... The fog gradually thickened, wrapping the trees in the distance.

The forest fell silent for a moment.

Suddenly, I heard the man: "Wan'er, come out." As he finished speaking, a green shadow floated out, and a young girl turned pale and said in a low voice: "He believes me......" The gray-robed man said indifferently: "Very good, in this way, most of our plan has been completed......" The man slowly shook his head: "No, although we have dug the ditch, if he doesn't step on it, everything will be in vain." The words gradually became domineering and strong.

Shangguan Wan'er listened to the words of the two, bit her cherry red lips, and hesitated: "We, can we change to someone else?" The gray-robed man was stunned, his eyebrows furrowed, and he said coldly: "Then how can we do it! We have been preparing for fifteen years, how can we easily change it?" A trace of murderous aura slowly surged up, and the man in the fog said leisurely: "Why?"

Shangguan Wan'er's eyes gradually showed a hint of hope, and she muttered to herself: "He has no use of me, no deception, no vigilance......" The man smiled and said, "What about us?" The gray-robed man snorted heavily, raised his left hand upward, and a cold cold light disappeared in his palm, circulating in the mist.

Suddenly, a person grabbed his arm, and the gray-robed man looked back and saw that the person's face had been revealed in the mist, and he frowned unconsciously and said, "Xiao Ling, what are you doing, how can people see it?" The man's face was delicate, and his domineering aura poured out of his eyes, it was Xiao Ling, the "Sunrise Holy Hand".

Shangguan Wan'er's knees were weak, and she almost fell to the ground, and said in amazement: "Mr. Xiao......"

Xiao Ling smiled lightly and said indifferently: "When the plan is in the back, even if it is seen by others, it doesn't matter much." The gray-robed man was silent for a long time, and slowly stretched out his hand to remove the mask, his eyes were like swords and lightning, forcing the Quartet, but it was the head of Shushan who was not drunk.

Xiao Ling looked at Shangguan Wan'er, and with a wave of his hand, the fog in the sky was torn between his fingers, and he shook it a few times unwillingly, separating more than five zhang of space, and the three of them stood in the mist without a doubt.

He looked at her, and the corners of his mouth hooked a cold smile: "Wan'er, you won't like him, right?" Shangguan Wan'er's cheeks turned red, and she couldn't help but get drunk and said coldly: "If you move your children's personal affairs, your grandfather's revenge will never be avenged," two dark lightning bolts shot into her eyes, straight into her heart, "Do you understand?"

Shangguan Wan'er bit her lip: "I know......" Xiao Ling looked at her and smiled: "You go." Shangguan Wan'er nodded slightly, turned around and stepped on broken steps, and gradually disappeared into the mist.

The fog in the sky gradually closed again.

Mo Bu looked at him drunkenly and snorted coldly: "You shouldn't let him see it." Xiao Ling looked at him, his eyes showed a hint of sarcasm: "Even if he sees it, what's the matter?"

Mo Bu was drunk and looked at him coldly, but he was forced to retreat by his domineering. After a while, Mo Bu drunk and sighed slowly: "Mo is old, the rivers and lakes will be your young people......" turned around, step by step, looking at the forest and walking, his body was depressed.

Xiao Ling walked to the stone table, picked up the wine glass, looked at it for a moment, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, a cold, cruel smile: "You shouldn't talk too much, you must understand that this glass of wine is not for you......" Mo Bu's drunken body suddenly stagnated, and a fanatical aura instantly spread from his chest, boiling over, as if it was constantly devouring his internal organs, he turned his eyes and said sharply: "You ......"

Xiao Ling looked at him and said leisurely: "You are indeed old, you don't need it anymore, don't you?" Mo Budrunk burst out into a violent roar: "The old man killed you!" The sword qi in his right hand was condensed, and the wind and splendor in the sky were all triggered by his blow, and they blasted towards Xiao Ling.

Xiao Ling looked at him silently and said with a smile: "Why don't you be honest, it will hurt even more?" A ray of light erupted from his sleeve, and he screamed drunk, staggered a few steps, and fell to the ground, a sword hilt stained with ghostly light swayed in his chest.

Xiao Ling smiled faintly, walked into the thick fog, and looked up at the sky.

His figure seems to have merged with heaven and earth, which seems to be a proud work of nature, and it seems to be a mountain and flowing water, a leaf in a secluded forest, as if heaven and earth are in his hands.

Faintly, with a smile.

Shangguan Wan'er walked all the way, and suddenly turned to a water pavilion, the pool was green and blue, a faint fragrance fluttered in the air, and a few goldfish shook their heads and tails in the water, swimming around.

She leaned on the pillar of the pavilion, her delicate body trembled slightly, tears flowed down her snow-white cheeks, she finally couldn't help but hide her face with her hands, and cried bitterly.

When Chonglou's handsome cheeks appeared in front of her, the purple eyes shook in his heart, and the overlapping light, the flowing confident brilliance, all took root in her heart. But she has the revenge of extermination, and if she does not use him, it will be difficult to take revenge. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but cry again, tears that gradually soaked her clothes.

Suddenly, she heard a person behind her shouting, "Okay, you are here!" Shangguan Wan'er was shocked, and when she looked back, she saw several eunuchs standing behind her, staring at her viciously. She suddenly remembered that she had secretly escaped now, and she was so sad that she forgot about it and ran here.

Seeing those people approaching step by step, she couldn't help but feel a trace of panic in her heart, and screamed, "You guys...... You guys...... Coming over?!" She grabbed the pillar tightly with both hands, her nails slowly bending, and there were a few scars. She couldn't help but think to herself: "If he was here, maybe it would be fine......"

Seeing a few people getting closer and closer, a sharp light suddenly lit up in mid-air, like a scorching dragon sun, tearing the void, sweeping towards several people, a dragon groan, those people were shocked back a few steps in an instant, raised their eyes, only to see a young man standing with a sword, purple light in his eyes flowing, his face was full of confidence and pride.

The face of the chief eunuch changed miserably: "The chief of the guard ......"

Chonglou snorted coldly, the "Jade Dragon Sword" shook lightly in his hand, and said coldly: "Get out of here immediately, I want this palace maid." The eunuch's face turned pale in an instant, and he hesitated: "This ......" Chonglou snorted angrily, and the silver light condensed from the blade of the sword, turned into a white rolling dragon, and forced towards several people. Those people screamed a few times, turned around and ran.

Chonglou's arm was crooked, and the white dragon disappeared in an instant, he groaned, and when a few people were about to walk out of the attic, he said, "Over there, I will go and say it." The man's figure suddenly froze, turned his head, and said with a dry smile: "The chief of the guard said that he laughed...... As soon as he turned around and saw that everyone had run away, he cursed in his heart and ran out quickly.

Shangguan Wan'er didn't expect him to kill halfway, and was stunned for a while, Chonglou saw that everyone ran away, his face trembled slightly, and he spit out a mouthful of blood, and fell softly. She panicked, hurriedly ran over, and said in a panic: "Childe......" Chonglou's face turned pale, waved his hand, his figure was sluggish, and sighed: "You are really going to cause trouble...... " He coughed several times and supported the ground with his hands.

Shangguan Wan'er looked at him dementedly, only to feel that although he was standing beside him, the two seemed to be thousands of miles apart and would never be able to get close to each other......