The bright moon and silver plate were sprinkled with cold brilliance, and the sparse stars were unwilling to be lonely and blinked, mockingly peeking at the tranquility under the canopy. The soft breeze blows the black lotus leaves in the wide pond, and the harp is played with a tinkling dong.

The beautiful sound of the piano, intermittently and intermittently, is silent, like a heart song outside the sky, falling in the courtyard in the moonlight, a light fragrance swaying lightly, following the fragrance to find, full of tender dark pink lotus, shy and shaking a dull figure. In front of the pavilion by the pond, there are three curvaceous and moving figures.

Qin Ji, who was hazy with tears in her eyes, her fingers played the strings at will, and they broke with a bang, and they connected for a long time, jumping with intermittent notes with the story of Bian Le.

The long lonely night, dipped in the tears of the three holy women, in the splashing moonlight, played the music of the earth. "Sister Le'er, Gu Shengyou, tomorrow you leave Dazhen, don't go back to Botu Mountain."

Bian Le gritted his fine teeth and soaked the bitter tears. Gu Xin's big eyes welled up with tears. "He said he would come back to us."

Qin Ji's trembling fingertips stopped, plucking the strings with her relatives, and her pretty face covered her desolate thoughts. "I said, let you go, here, will you see him alive"?

The faint smell of grass and the faint fragrance of lotus filled the breath of the three holy women, surrounding the misty night. One drop, one drop, the first-class, first-class eyelashes fell from the long eyelashes, moistened the clothes, and drenched the ground.

There are thousands of silent caves, and thousands of strands of water converge into a bubbling stream. Mo Xie shivered as if he was frozen, and a drop of jade water condensed little by little from the pointed stalagmite, and with a click, it dropped on the tip of Mo Ye's nose, shattering into a puddle of water film, bursting out of thousands of drops of fine beads.

Mo Xie's eyebrows tightened, he stretched out his tongue and licked a fine bead, and his face was so bitter that he almost burst into tears. The beads are bitter, astringent, sour, and painful. With Bian Le's love, Gu Xin's tears, and Qin Ji's heart. Mo Ye was full of confused shadows flying in his head.

Mo Xie stopped practicing and glanced up at the stalagmite on his head. "Kim Sungyou, what's the place on your head".

Yu'er glared at Mo Ye fiercely, and shouted angrily. "Don't affect me, it's the town of Kachengda above."

Mo Xie muttered and took out the crystal shaft, scratched it, and shook his head with a smile. The town of Suchengda is more than 50,000 miles away from the misty peak and Botu Mountain. How could Bian Le and Gu Xin appear here. And Qin Ji. Mo Xie smiled bitterly. Illusion, hallucination.

Mo Xie slowly closed his eyes. With a finger and slowly sinking into the water, Mo Ye was able to avoid the water.

The ghostly and psychedelic cave roof is sparsely adorned with jewels of precious stones, and ghostly eyes shine like a glow, filling the air with the freshness of earth and fog. It seems that the roof of this cave is separated by a curtain that can't stop the fragrance of flowers, the dew of the night, and the tears of people.

The bright red sun showed half of his face. The blue tree tips reflect thousands of dazzling bands of light, which pass through the mist and turn into a brilliant rainbow, spanning the sea of black mountain fog. In the steaming mist, two pretty saints mourned and stared quietly at the flowers that disappeared at the far end of the rainbow.

"Senior sister. Aren't we going back to Botu Mountain to wait for Mo Shengyou?" Gu Xin's sad eyes were red, and he stared unwillingly in the direction where the Hundred Flowers Tengyun Car disappeared.

Bian Le shook his head and took Gu Xin's dehydrated hand. "Senior sister, I still remember Mo Shengyou. The two words that were muttered a few days after the most demurrage of the chiseled stone"?

Gu Xin's mournful eyes were stunned for a moment, and a smile like a flower condensed into his small mouth. "You said Zhicheng, Mo Shengyou wants to say that he wants to go to Zhicheng"?

Bian Le nodded. Brushed the scattered hair between his sideburns, looked at the glow floating on the misty mountains, the happy black pupils, through the green dew between the leaves, trembling and beating, drilling through the small beads, as if condensing Mo Xie's charming eyes.

The two black figures turned into a band of light in the ten thousand rays of light. Squeeze out of the fog cracks and fly into the distant sky.

The silent cave, with its stalagmites hanging on the top of the inky blue cave, seems to have been washed by clear water, the water is spiritual, clean, and shining with soft star beads.

In the soft and quiet water at the bottom of the cave, Mo Ye's figure disappeared in the blink of an eye, and with a bang, it stirred up countless splashes, deafening sounds, and the momentum was like a galloping horse, a landslide and a tsunami. The water rippled, and a black ink line shot out from the blue waves, and the shadow disappeared in an instant.

Ah, the fish spitting out the Qizhi beads in the blisters sucked back the Qizhi beads violently, and puffed out their gills as if they were stuck. On the five cave days, the dog saint actually practiced the water avoidance technique.

The cave day is created by the fish itself, like the stalagmites in the cave grow every inch, for a cave day, the fish came to this cave for thirty cave days.

"If you want to escape, take your life". The fish screamed, and the thousands of water streams in the cave broke off violently, and countless water arrows burst like crackling and bursting towards the direction of the black line ink shadow escaping.

The fish's round lips were opened, and a small circle of thin white pointed teeth was exposed, and the light of resentment flashed from the bubble eyes to the tips of the teeth, and Huo Huohan's light flashed on the fine fangs. The long body curled up in a ball, and the golden red scales flashed with ten thousand golden lights, buzzing up, and each thin scale emitted a slight trembling.

A blood shadow pierced into the broken blue water, and in a flash, it turned into a white waterline and chased towards the waters where Mo Ye had fled.

Mo Xie walked through the countless blisters, and the speed was so fast that he breathed ten miles. The Water Escape Technique had such a fast speed, Mo Ye didn't expect it. Mo Ye just condensed his divine consciousness for a hundred miles, and the water avoidance ring reached such a speed, if all the five hundred and fifty li divine consciousness was condensed into the water avoidance ring, Mo Xie could reach fifty-five li, which was equivalent to the retreat of a fifth-order sage of condensation.

The good technique of escaping water is that there is water, that is, it escapes, regardless of the same speed of the water and against the water, the water is not clean and does not stop.

Mo Ye's blood vessels burst like an angry lion, his neck swelled to explode, and beads of sweat the size of beans erupted all over his head. The water ring seemed to be stuck to something, crackling and sparkling, desperately burrowing into the water hole.

The blisters on both sides squeezed towards the water avoidance ring as if they had made an appointment, and Mo Ye's eyes were pitch black, and he couldn't see his five fingers. The sound of buzzing cicadas sounded in his ears, and thousands of crystal arrows were like meteors and fire shadows exploding in the sky, bypassing the water bubbles and shooting towards the water ring.

"Dead fish, play ruthlessly". The red light flashed in Mo Ye's hand, and a circle of red aura flew towards ten thousand crystal arrows. Instantly enlarged, instantly contracted, the red aura was like teeth, and it snapped and snapped off the ten thousand crystal arrows that were tied to the bundle.

"Thousands of stones and blue waves, listen to my orders, ten thousand jade beads, give me strength, kill" A white shadow shouted a majestic trumpet.

Mo Ye's eyeballs condensed two fish shadows. Rushing out of the magic fingers, two hundred miles of divine consciousness condensed into the water avoidance ring. Poof, the dark curtain in front of me reveals a hint of blue light. Mo Xie turned into a lightning black shadow and pierced through the blue bubbles.

The fish opened its cold light and fine teeth, and saw that recently, the black shadow of Mo Xie pierced through the clouds. The fish clucked its teeth. "Dead Mo Evil, if you break the Black Water Technique and the Blue Water Arrow, will you be able to escape from the Iron Tooth and Steel Tooth"?

The high-frequency trembling of the thin scales around the fish's body increased its speed by half. Mo Xie looked back at the fish that had disappeared, and let out a wicked smile from his mouth.

Click, Mo Ye felt the hair flowing back, tightened suddenly, made a sound of crystal iron breaking, and the fusiform nib hair bit out an inner round notch. Ah, Mo Ye exclaimed. A fishy smell of fish mouth, Xun's Mo Ye head buzzed, almost suffocated, and the fishy smell fell into the rotten fish tank. "Damn, fish, you've eaten stinky meat."

The fish's bubble eyes are half-closed, and its mouth is like countless maggots drilled into it, itching into the fish's gills, with a thin tooth, oh, ah, spit out a strand of sharp black hair. Whew, the fish took a sip of water, purr, and spit out a mouthful of water with a singe smell. "Dead Mo Xie, your hair is maggot-changing, and it stinks."

Mo Xie had no intention of arguing, looked back at the fish following him, and rushed over again with his snow-white fangs. With a quick finger, three hundred miles of divine consciousness condensed into the water avoidance ring.

Whoosh, Mo Ye is like a meteor chasing the moon, and in a flash, he escapes into the blue water, and disappears without a trace in an instant.

"Thousands of stones and blue waves, listen to my orders, ten thousand jade beads, give me strength, chase." The loud horn of the fish stirred up the blisters in the sky, the murmuring of the golden scales, and countless small ripples shook out from the tips of the scales. The golden shadow of the fish faded, and the ten thousand rays of light flew out, and the fish was a little faster.

"Stinky saint, use the water avoidance technique I taught, trying to escape from my palm." The fish scolded casually, and when they arrived outside Mo Ye's water avoidance ring, they clicked and bit Mo Ye's protruding buttocks.

Mo Xie God realized that a red shadow was close behind him, and the round thin teeth and fangs flashed with a chilling light, and he hurriedly withdrew his buttocks.

The fish saw a mouthful of hollowing out, and raised its head. Click, countless crystal iron broken wires sounded. Another strand of black hair fell into the mouth. Wriggling moths bounce into the gills in the cracking sound.

Wow, a mouthful of fishy mucus squirted towards Mo Ye. The fish stretched out its hooked tongue and stirred it in its mouth, spitting out a piece of hair of different lengths into the water. "Stinky saint, with disgusting hair, the way is quite hard."

The fish fled in a hurry, staring at Mo Ye's dark shadow-like hair, and his heart was terrified. The two bites just now seemed to be simple to bite, and the front teeth of the fish almost shattered. The fish had swallowed two sages alive in the Ethereal Peak for twenty years, chewing like eating beans, rattling, tender and tender, the skin was a little harder, the bones were a little brittle, and it didn't waste much strength.

Biting off Mo Ye's two mouthfuls of hair, the fish's teeth were numb, and he was shocked to see the crescent moon head floating behind Mo Ye, and his heart was terrified. "Dog saint, even if you have a copper head and an iron arm, I will bite off the scum."

"Thousands of stones and blue waves, listen to my orders, ten thousand jade beads, give me strength. 'Flooding the sky with black water'".

The small tunnels between the blisters are squeezed and overlapped by the narrow blisters, splashing out of the splashes, rolling out the rushing striae, throwing black wave lines out of the gaps between the spurs, and the broken bubbles burst with a rumbling sound.

Mo Yeru fell into the dark night sky, the boundless thick ink smeared the waterways heavily, and then the faint light of the stars burst out in the air, sparkling white, and it was impossible to distinguish whether it was moonlight, starlight, or waterlight. The tumbling roar of the black shadow and white practice smashed into the water ring. "What kind of witchcraft the damn dead fish practiced". (To be continued......)