To the east of Xiangshui, there is a large swamp, because the mountains are surrounded, so it is foggy all year round. Ethereal like a dream, known as Yunmengze by the world.

In the fog of Yun Mengze, a person is groping forward.

The fog was very thick, and clumps came in the face, like cotton. When walking in a cotton ball. Walking in this cotton ball of fog, I stretched out my hand, but I couldn't see five fingers clearly.

It is impossible to estimate what exactly you step on under your feet.

The ground is soft, oh my God, it's quicksand. Those who fall into quicksand will also be torn down. Fortunately, he threw something on the shore just as he had just fallen.

It was a rope with a knot at the top of the rope that landed and began to grow black tentacles. When you catch a small animal, you catch a small animal, and when you touch a tree or grass, you hold on to the tree and grass tightly. Quicksand kept engulfing his feet. But, holding on to the rope, he still crawled out of the quicksand.

Take out a box from the cloth bag you were carrying, put powder and water everywhere, and rub it on the knots that fell to the ground. The black tentacles all retracted and retracted the knot.

The man kept walking. Walking into a clearing surrounded by trees, the fog was still clumped, but there were shouts from the wind. The voice was bitter and long, one after the other, one after the other, from far to near, and finally around the body.

Faintly, the long hair is scattered and ghostly roaming. From time to time, you will see a pale face, a hollow face, and a mouth with gums baring and blood. If you are an ordinary person, you will be scared to death. However, although this man's face was pale, he did not lose his mind in the end.

Close your eyes and make careful distinction between unusual sounds that appear next to you. The fog comes, just always gentle. Even if there is a ghost in it, it is visually different. It's just that this gentleness is unconsciously sandwiched with some sharpness. Suddenly left and right, it seems to be near or far.

Suddenly, a sharp murderous aura approached.

Turning sideways, reaching out, holding two fingers, sure enough, he grabbed something.

Knowing that when he opened his eyes, he saw something bad, so he simply closed his eyes. Just by feeling, turn your wrist, straighten your fingers and then palm. A solid thing was struck out. The tentacles are soft and warm.

It's just a living person!

There was another strong wind blowing from the side.

One move to lock the soldiers, plus one move to the shadowless legs, and another living person was knocked away.

The exploration, shrouded in a thick atmosphere of mystery and horror, has become a complete game. Between the pounce and the counterattack, he finally lost patience. The cold light flashed, and the soft sword was held in his hand. is still just based on feeling, the move is fast and accurate, and only one ruthless word is missing. Whenever the physical object is about to be cut off, the strength stops. The sharp blades were only on the surface, or the long hair that was scattered was cut off, or the hands and feet and face were cut so white that they were terrible. Nasen's cold sword aura made the "them" who were willing to be ghosts tremble.

Cheng Yitian opened his eyes, and before he could see clearly the terrifying face that was spitting red under his scattered hair, he kicked his heart, and the ghost had been kicked far away.

I heard footsteps in my ears, and they all ran in one direction.

It's common sense to chase after that place.

However, before entering Yunmengze, the Lu brothers of Qimen had warned: In the witch gate, people's perceptions can be transferred at will, for example, it is obviously a normal world, and after witchcraft, people who fall into it will think that they have reached the underworld. It's obviously a normal ordinary person, but just by putting down his hair, he will be thought to be a demon in the shadows.

If it hadn't been instilled in advance, I would have been scared to death when I first arrived.

At this moment, the footsteps are chaotic, but they are all going in the same direction.

Is it a puzzle?

The right path should be the opposite!

As soon as he thought of this, Cheng Yitian and Qi Qi's footsteps went in opposite directions.

I heard the sound of water in my ears, and when I got closer, I saw a stream of water rushing down from a high place. The road beneath his feet also turned diagonally. Faintly, some special sound came from the mist. On the wet soil, a faint trail of water spreads. The water trail is getting thicker and more visible. Gradually, the top was raised, and the left and right bulged out like eyes, and then swooped down.

Climbing Cheng Yitian's flesh and blood, the upper and lower rows of sharp teeth changed out. However, after only one bite, Cheng Yitian's shadowless leg was thrown on the thick trunk of the oblique tree on the side. The strength of his leg was full, and he hit one of the monsters that had been transformed in the water. A puddle of water was sprinkled on the ground.

There was a grunt of pain from the other end of the fog.

As soon as Cheng Yitian took a step over there, the sound of rubble rolling down came one after another. Cheng Yitian wanted to step forward more and more to see what was going on. As a result, a huge head pounced on the water inside. Not only did it cause a splash of water, but it seemed that the roar of a monster could be heard floating in the clouds.

Say not afraid, that's absolutely false.

After breaking through many difficulties, his fear at this moment also reached its peak. The monster that melted out of the water swallowed him up in one gulp. Cheng Yitian's water performance is very poor, and after his ears, nose and mouth are filled with water, the brain nerves are instantly short-circuited. Hands and feet swivel indiscriminately, but they can't stop the bad luck of being slowly lifted.

The water monster wrapped him up and went straight to the sky, and after reaching a certain height, he insisted on standing upright and not falling.

Just a stick of incense!

After a stick of incense, any hero will also be drowned.

Upstream, a man in a black robe grabbed a woman who had just stopped tapping on a stone. When his face was facing the woman, his eyebrows began to turn red because of the woman's untamedness, and his eyes gradually protruded. His hair is all open, like a demon. The woman first closed her eyes in horror and screamed. After a while, a force provoked her to resist, and she opened her eyes suddenly, and she pulled out the long sword hidden in the crack in the stone, and plunged it into the opponent's chest!

Screams rang out.

The monster that jumped up from the water fell to the ground.

An old man in red ran quickly to it.

And the woman who killed the man in black rushed down desperately.

Cheng Yitian lay on the stone and spit out water, turned his head sideways, and hurriedly struggled to get up: "Shuang'er!" As soon as he said it, he was choked by the water and coughed.

Yan Wushuang, who had been missing for more than half a month, had a haggard face, and a pair of big eyes that were becoming more prominent because of his thinness were full of concern: "How are you?"

"I'm ......" coughed a few more times, and Cheng Yitian finally eased up: "It's okay, it's okay!"

I heard a strange cry from the thick fog. Yan Wushuang grabbed his hand and his five fingers tightened, Cheng Yitian glanced left and right, pulled Yan Wushuang, and ran quickly away from the river. Running and running, I heard the "gurgling" sound of something climbing. Yan Wushuang exclaimed, "Wait, wait." ”

She turned around, and Cheng Yitian followed and turned around.

In a trance, the red shadow flickered, and Yan Wushuang dodged and stopped Cheng Yitian behind him.

"Shuang'er-" Cheng Yitian, who was slightly stunned, was suddenly moved in his heart. "I was negligent just now. As he spoke, he said that she was in his arms, "I won't be so easy to get caught again, don't worry." "With that, I've gone to the front.

It wasn't until countless clusters of branches and leaves stretched out in front of him that he saw clearly that what had just "gurgling" up was the vines entwined in the big tree.

However, why did the flowing river rise from the ground, and the vines that should have been quiet became things of movement - Cheng Yitian came in in haste, and no one told him in detail.

Yan Wushuang hurriedly explained: "This is the witchcraft of the Wumen. ”

It's "Witch Gate" again!

Generating ghosts and driving water and vines is really a hundred times weirder than the Lu brothers' strange skills.

Yan Wushuang's sword was very nimble, but as long as she cut a few slender branches, the vines that crept below entangled her legs. Entangled firmly, Yan Wushuang was shocked, and his arm was then attacked. The arm was entangled, and the sword fell off.

A strong wind swept in front of the front door, and a vine that was flying towards the front door was split.

Cheng Yitian originally only had a soft sword in his hand, but after Yan Wushuang's sword was taken off, he was quickly caught by him. Two swords, do not pay attention to moves, cut when you see vines.

After returning to Yicheng from Nanchuan, I pondered all the lessons learned in those days. Although it is still far from breaking the Black Wind Sword Formation or the Nine Flowers Falling Heroic Sword, in the end, the trees and vines are raging, the number of paths is complicated, and there are very few changes. Quick eyes, quick hands, just that! And these two points are the results of his efforts to strengthen the range of attack after carrying forward the lock army duel.

Qianyuan Chaotian Gong is his pillar, soft sword, long sword, and the sword is invincible everywhere he goes. Even the vines the thickness of the forearms were cut off.

Holding Yan Wushuang's slender waist in his hand, he jumped and rushed out of the extra gap after slashing.

In the thick fog, the trees are falling, and the branches and leaves are scattered, which is exactly the appearance of being very damaged.

The magic and weirdness of witchcraft are shocking.

The red shadow flickered a few times in the fog.

Cheng Yitian was impulsive, and was about to rush forward, but Yan Wushuang stretched out his hand to hold him.

"Rest easy. Fear is in words, Yan Wushuang is actually pleading.

"To let him go so easily?" Cheng Yitian, who had suffered many losses, was unconvinced in his heart, you know, the fog was so big, he didn't even see the appearance of the enemy.

Yan Wushuang said: "The witch sect is evil, you must be cautious before approaching. After a pause, "I just killed Dong Ali's son, and Dong Ali is hating me to the core." ”

Cheng Yitian didn't know the meaning of the three words "Dong Ali".

Yan Wushuang explained: "'Dong' is the surname of the noble tribe of the Wumen clan, and the man in red is the patriarch, called Dong Ali. The one I killed was dressed in black, and his name was Dong Ashan. Dong Ah San is the son of Dong Ali. ”

"The next Wumen patriarch was actually killed by you. ”

"Hmm!" Speaking of this, Yan Wushuang's expression suddenly became timid. She lowered her head, and her cheeks were flushed and very shy.

Cheng Yitian struggled to remember what had happened before. She was trapped in the water, and then she miraculously appeared. can get rid of the clamps of the Dong family father and son, but he has always been trapped in this Yunmengze. Why?

Yan Wushuang said in a low voice: "In terms of strength alone, they were not my opponents originally. ”

"But, the witchcraft is evil?" Yan Wushuang shook his head, and Cheng Yitian also suddenly realized.

Yan Wushuang is different from Cheng Yitian, the magic of the Nine Flowers Falling Heroic Sword, if you lose your clear thinking, you will be restricted and you can't use it. Of course, if Shangguan Jiannan is here, it will be a different matter. Yan Wushuang's martial arts cultivation is limited in the end.

Cheng Yitian gently held Yiren's hand and tried slightly. Although she has the father of the world's first sword and her mother with the world's first school background, Yan Wushuang is a boudoir lady after all.

Between the low eyebrows, there is more of the tranquility given by the privileged life, and the gentleness taught by a good tutor.

The more this was the case, the more firm the action of holding Yan Wu's hands became.

The fog obscured the road, and how to get out of Yunmengze became a difficult problem that the two of them had to face. No matter how he searched, Cheng Yitian couldn't find the old things he saw when he came, leaving a little impression. Even if you make a mark on a tree at this time, and look back, the mark is gone.

Thinking of some side books that he secretly read when he was a child, Cheng Yitian sighed: "I'm afraid that I will encounter a ghost hitting the wall." "In the hands of a sorcerer who can transfer human consciousness and drive things that would otherwise not be able to move freely, it would have been easy to perform such a spell.

While talking along the road, Cheng Yitian learned that the Dong father and son were originally going to turn Yan Wushuang into the wife of the next patriarch of Wumen.

When Yan Wushuang was explaining that period of the past, because Dong Ahsan described her as a legendary fairy, she was still so shy.

couldn't find a way out, Cheng Yitian had to make some jokes that could temporarily forget his troubles: "They don't do everything brightly, but their eyes are still clear." ”

Yan Wushuang was very concerned about his evaluation of himself, and his face was full of red when he heard this, but his tone was very happy: "Do you really think so?"

In the midst of tribulation, Cheng Yitian consciously shared her heart-to-heart: "Yes, Shuang'er is beautiful, it is me, the first time I saw it, I couldn't hide my heart." ”

Holding hands together and looking at each other, it is difficult not to make affection.

If he is trapped in Yunmengze, this life will be like this, for Yan Wushuang, not only is it not a bad thing, but he is even more willing to do so.

It's just that what she's not sure about is-

"Can you really forget Miss Yun and only be with me from now on?"

The emotions that arise unconsciously are like a tide, rising up is instinctive, and it is irrepressible to retreat. She could feel the loss of warmth in his palm, and her heart was half cold.

On the other hand, there is no more to say. After a long time, she sniffed and said to him, "After all, it wasn't for that reason that I came here. Turning his eyes, Cheng Yitian: "Is it my father, or my mother?"

Cheng Yitian felt sorry for her, and the truth was in the head, so he said head-on: "Mrs. Shangguan sent the master of the Sima Hall of Lianxiang Hall to Yicheng. ”

Yan Wushuang sighed: "Sure enough." ”

Cheng Yitian called her name: "Shuang'er-" A pair of wonderful eyes looked at him, and the next words reached his throat, and finally blocked and swallowed. Cheng Yitian thought about it again and again, and the enthusiasm in his heart calmed down a lot, and he regained his tranquility: "Anyway, let's find a way to get out of here first." ”

Yan Wushuang's face gradually became blurred.

It's so close that it's almost impossible to see people.

Cheng Yitian panicked for a moment and stretched out his hand to hold her.

Yan Wushuang was sad in his heart, and with a gentle flick, that hand was forcefully pulled out of his palm.

And at this moment, Cheng Yitian's neck was grabbed by something. Touch it with your hand, and answer it with a wet hand. I vaguely saw that it was all red, and then, my neck was choked, and I couldn't breathe.

The thickening fog turned into a thick gauze tent, blocking Yan Wushuang from seeing it at all. In his ears, he heard Yan Wushuang's frightened cry. Cheng Yitian shouted twice vaguely: "Shuang'er, Shuang'er!"

was rejected by Qianyuan Chaotiangong, and the hard object could never be poked in. The force in his neck tightened even more.

Regardless of the bloody, Cheng Yitian used his two hands to break the strength on his neck.

Thunder suddenly sounded in the sky, and after a few faint sounds, a huge thunderclap sounded overhead.

"Kala-"

Cheng Yitian's hand was suddenly inserted into that strength. Breathe smoothly, and the two energies of Qiankun flow through the whole body instantaneously. The thunder roared, and the masculine energy gradually increased.

First, there was a slight sound from behind, as if something had broken.

Then, the blood on the neck became more and more viscous, and the viscous blood gathered together, and finally dripped down the arm heavily.

"Tick tock" drips on the ground.

Cheng Yitian's deeds were extreme, and he roared loudly. It happened that there was a thunderclap not far away, which shook the earth. The force of his pull on his neck made the whole person fly up from the ground, spin in a circle out of thin air, and after landing, the strength of his body was also transmitted through his waist.

Now, that momentum can't hold on. It quickly became smaller, then smaller, and finally even completely withdrawn from the grasp.

Heavy rain is pouring down from the sky!

The rain wet the sky and the earth, washing away the thick fog that had lasted for a long time. The mysterious Yun Mengze suddenly revealed his mysterious face at this time.

Nearby, Yan Wushuang was restrained by a clump of vines.

Seeing that Cheng Yitian was covered in blood, she only shouted in distress: "Brother Yitian, Brother Yitian." ”

Cheng Yitian felt warm, and then walked up quickly, drew his sword and cut off the tree vines. Pulling Yan Wushuang up, Yan Wushuang hurriedly checked with both hands to see where he was injured.

Holding her hand, he said, "It's okay." ”

"It's all bleeding, how can it be okay?"

"Not my blood. ”

Yan Wushuang woke up at this time. A low roar of grief and indignation was heard not far away, and the two men turned their heads together, only to see a man in red clothes planted on the muddy ground in the rain.

Without Yan Wushuang's reminder, Cheng Yitian also guessed that this was the hole Ali who trapped them with "ghosts hitting the wall".

The fog subsided, but Yun Mengze's path was still unfamiliar.

Cheng Yitian stepped forward, grabbed the red-clothed man from the ground first, and then pressed the other party's neck with a horizontal sword: "Where is the road to the outside?"

Dong Ali "hehe" sneered: "You want to know?"

The blade of the soft sword pressed down.

The skin and flesh were cut, but to Yan Wushuang, who was standing opposite and staring at them, was extremely surprised, there was no blood at all under Dong Ali's skin.

Looking at Dong Ali again, all the faces and hands that were exposed were terribly pale.

Yan Wushuang was shocked, and hurriedly said to Cheng Yitian: "Look at him." ”

Cheng Yitian shook his hand and threw Dong Ali to the ground.

The heavy rain washed Dong Ali's face, and Dong Ali pointed to a simple wooden villain on the ground and shouted, "Ullah Holy Spirit, he will never be allowed to go out of this land." "Try to prop yourself up from the ground, stretch out your hands, and lift your head hard.

As he moved, the rain and mist gradually filled.

Yan Wushuang went to grab Cheng Yitian's soft sword.

Cheng Yitian asked, "What are you going to do?"

"If we don't kill him, we won't be able to get out at all!"

Without waiting for the two of them to argue for a result, Dong Ali, who went all out to use witchcraft to set up a puzzle, spewed a mouthful of blood from his mouth.

Before, in order to kill Cheng Yitian, he gambled with his life. The blood that flowed on Cheng Yitian's body was actually his blood.

didn't kill Cheng Yitian, and fought with all his might at this moment.

Life is overdrawn!

The cave Ali's head drooped down, and the man was planted on the ground. Cheng and Yan rushed up to check together, and he was already dying. The rain and fog that had just risen faded away.

Cheng Yitian and Yan Wushuang made the same action: they hugged each other tightly. The two witches who threatened their lives at any time and anywhere were dead. Cheng Yitian said to Yan Wushuang: "We will definitely leave Yunmengze, we will!"

Yan Wushuang forgot about other things for a while, and nodded to him with joy: "Hmm!"

Wattling through the heavy rain, it was easy to find a wood, and together they took shelter under the dense canopy. After the rain stopped, Cheng Yitian searched in the forest. Find a large piece of fungus and scrape it off with a soft sword. Then he dug up a large hole in the tree where the animals had nested and piled up hay. Two rocks collided and sparked, burning hay. Find a broad leaf, fill it with water, soak the fungus, and put it on the fire to boil.

Yan Wushuang ate a meal that was not very full with his favorite person. No oil or salt, but it has never been delicious.

He fished two slices and put them in his mouth, and she ate two slices herself, and then she fished one and fed it to him. He will return the salute. The taste of going back and forth is better than the pleasure of hunger being satisfied after being exhausted.

Yan Wushuang said: "Brother Yitian, even if you can't go out for the rest of your life, I don't complain. I'm very grateful to Dong Ali and his son, it was they who let you chase here, and we can be together like this. ”

After drinking the fungus soup and snuggling on his shoulder, she muttered: "No matter before or after, only now, I will never forget it." ”

Cheng Yitian said: "If I met you at the beginning, I would have the same mood as you." ”

Yan Wushuang walked away from his shoulder, turned half of his face, and stared at him.

"Time doesn't go back," he said softly, "and there is never an 'if' in life." ”

Her nose was sore, and her eyes couldn't help but turn red.

Cheng Yitian looked at the fog that was gradually rising in front of him, looked at the sky from afar, and said in a distant voice: "Somehow, I always feel that she is not very far away." He lowered his head, looked at Yan Wushuang and said, "She once left me, six years, six years, and finally came back." You say, still going with the same people, going to the places she used to be, will she ever come back?"

Yan Wushuang's eyes flashed with water, her lips twitched, and after a while, she quickly twisted her face, and her fingers quickly swiped her cheeks before she said, "Brother Yitian, I think, there is one thing I should tell you. ”

Cheng Yitian said "um".

Yan Wushuang was very entangled, he didn't dare to look at him, and it took a long time before he spoke: "I left Yishan that day, just after Jiaocheng, I actually saw ......"

Who have you seen?

She was about to pour beans into the bamboo tube and said in one go.

Cheng Yitian didn't plan to listen, Huo Ran stood up from the ground. The fog was misty ahead, and there were many shadows and shadows, and many people came from far and near.

The magic of the witch gate is powerful, which makes Cheng and Yan extremely vigilant.