At the top of Wanhua Valley, Nalan stood on the cliff and looked at the direction where Bai Luofeng left. The wind, pouring through the corners of his clothes, blew into the mouth of the valley, blew off the snow on the treetops, and broke the silence in the valley, and the stronger the wind blew, the more it could not blow away the loneliness between heaven and earth.

Even the clouds in the cold heights slowed down, and a rush of footsteps broke through the artistic conception. If she were an ordinary person, she would definitely be blamed, and she couldn't understand this rare charm of the world, but she was so beautiful that people felt that no matter what the fault was, she was worthy of forgiveness, and even the grass and trees who were woken up had no temper.

"Senior brother, it's time to go back. The sound of a swallow warbler instantly erased the loneliness of Taniguchi, and the thoughts of the people who flew back to the edge of the cliff flew thousands of miles away.

"Hmm. "Nalan Folding Wind is still standing.

There was obviously an unwilling sigh behind him, and even the cold wind that was snorting in this sigh also painfully reduced his momentum: "If you want to help him, go to him...... Anyway...... It's not the first time anyway. ”

Nalan turned around silently, and when he caught Ji Zilian's gambling anger trying his best to hide, the corners of his mouth inadvertently arced.

The woman bit her red lip and stubbornly refused to look up at Nalan Zhifeng, for fear of spitting out a "good" word from his mouth.

The sound of each closer step was like a bell hitting the tip of the beauty's heart, a breeze swept her cheeks, and the light white clothes silently crossed the corners of her clothes.

Ji Zilian clenched her cuffs, lest she would shout out if she didn't pay attention to the sentence "Can you not go" on her chest.

"No, I promised he wouldn't. Nalan Zhifeng walked unswervingly towards the valley, and under the seemingly free and easy back was the tighter hand holding the scabbard: "Go, I just can't trust him." ”

The wind in the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers was still so fierce, and the two lines of footprints that had disappeared in the depths of the woods at the mouth of the valley were gradually hidden in the rolling snow, as if there was no trace of concern.

Gangzhiguan was arranged in the innermost bedroom, and the mahogany table, which should have been full of Taoist teachings, was spread with a picture scroll made of fine silk cloth, and the cloth was painted with an ordinary woman sitting in front of the loom with low eyebrows and concentration.

Even if the woman does not show her full face, she can feel her virtuous and wise temperament through a few sagging green silk under her temples.

An old hand caressed the woman's cheek and couldn't help but tremble, and the owner of the goodbye hand was actually Yu Xuanzi, who was with Bai Luofeng.

In front of the Peacock King of Xishan, the old man who can dominate the wind and clouds stared at the person in the painting, and his eyes that were not angry and self-righteous on weekdays showed tenderness without being known to outsiders: "Yun Niang, give me some more time, Bai Luofeng has already arrived in Fangyuan City, as long as I take his Ink Sword, I can avenge you." ”

"Hey, how many years have passed, if it weren't for this painting, I really don't know if I would have remembered your appearance. Lao Dao's teary eyes rubbed, and the white beard on his chin trembled with his bitter lips, "I don't have enough skills to find the mountain demon that killed you back then." So as long as I kill all the demons, I will definitely be able to wipe out the culprit!"

"Yun Niang, are you afraid of me too?" Yu Xuanzi withdrew the finger that touched the scroll, lest she would tarnish the woman's gentleness, "After you leave, the useless Xiucai from before will die." Whether it is cultivation, peace in the world, or peace in the Three Realms, it is not a matter that this body should take care of. When the dust settles, Yu Xiuheng will disperse the half-immortal Dao fate and go to Lechuan to find you together. ”

"So, neither Wei Xian nor Bai Luofeng can stop me. Yu Xuanzi's gaze became hotter and hotter, and his whole body exuded an invincible momentum: "Even if it's Sword Wine Song and Cao Yangming!"

The interior of the house, which should be harmonious and breathable, suddenly depressed and dull, the bonsai placed on the windowsill shattered into porcelain pieces for no reason, and every breath of air became like a tight cloth, which was torn into two at the slightest carelessness......

At this time, Bai Luofeng of Fangyuan City was not at all like the appearance that Nalan Zhifeng imagined to be worried, and in the past few days, he had used the silver two same rings brought out from the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers to walk around the restaurants and restaurants in the city to eat and drink, except for the occasional few times when he went out mysteriously, he took a nap in the inn.

The monk waited for five days, and finally couldn't bear to kick open the door, blushing and saying roughly: "I said that we can't kill it or not! Lao Tzu's hands are itching and maggots, why haven't you moved?"

"I'm waiting for news from the Wuhou Mansion. Bai Luofeng took out the opened paper letter from his arms, and swept away the last haze that had been hidden on his eyebrows, "Cui Renzhu's funeral, I have to make sure that Liu Jizong has done it on my behalf before I can rest assured." ”

Jiekong watched Bai Luofeng happily put the glass of wine into his stomach, and then resolutely buckled the cup on the table, like a farewell wine before the soldiers who were about to go to the battle: "It's better to choose a day than to hit the day, let's go!"

"Hey, don't you wait for the evening!" The monk was frightened by the sudden decision, for fear that Bai Luofeng would act recklessly and recklessly.

Bai Luofeng cried and laughed: "You monk, you are the one who wants to go, and you are the one who is not going, what do you say?"

Qualifying the air was embarrassed and laughed haha: "This ...... I definitely have to go, but in the dead of night, when the old way sleeps, we can sneak into the concept and kill him secretly. ”

"You're on the verge of it, but you're thinking about it. Bai Luofeng laughed, and his expression changed in a blink of an eye: "I want to go to the Gangzhi Temple, Yu Lao Dao knows, otherwise why do you know my face by receiving a wanted warrant all day long, but the official mansion of Fangyuan City is calm." ”

As soon as Jiekong woke up, he immediately suddenly realized: "Please enter the urn?!"

Bai Luofeng's eyes showed a cold light and said: "It's a pity that what he wants to catch is not a grass carp that can be slaughtered." ”

"What! Who do you ask to come and help us dismantle the Gangzhi Temple?" As soon as he mentioned seeing blood, the monk immediately changed to the face of a butcher, and his eyes that glowed with fine light were probably eager to pierce the sky.

Bai Luofeng smiled lightly: "You think too much, no one will come." ”

Jiekong's expression was as disbelief as if he had smelled the most smelly fart, and he stammered: "What about the wind? others can't come, how can he not come? It can't be that he is drunk in the gentle village of his junior sister!"

"I told him not to come. ”

Jiekong was even more puzzled, and said with a bitter hatred: "No, Bai Luofeng." You leave Zhifeng in Wanhua Valley to eat and drink spicy food, before I meant it, you can let me die with you, you are too uninteresting!"

Bai Luofeng saw that the monk began to play scoundrel, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Regret it? ”

"Don't, I'm telling a joke, why are you so easy to take it seriously?" Jiekong hurriedly stopped, "Dare to ask if there is a place in the world where a monk I dare not accompany to the end?

Bai Luofeng heard the nervousness that Jiekong tried his best to hide, and smiled at his nonsense: "Didn't I say it, we won't die, no matter what, we have to stay here." ”

Jiekong thought that his friend's head had turned around, patted Bai Luofeng's shoulder and pretended to be serious: "Yes, it's better to die than to live." ”

"It's not. ”

The monk's hand lingered on the swordsman's shoulder, full of surprise: "What is that?"

Bai Luofeng clenched the hilt of his sword and exhaled the turbid breath accumulated in his chest: "Take a breath and live to die!"