Legend of Fu Yao Chapter 14: On the finale

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Meng Fuyao sank in a nightmare sleep.

Her body is being forced to fall asleep, but her consciousness is restless. Deep in her heart, she knows that she must not fall asleep at this moment. She also knows that once she falls asleep, the consequences are serious, and she even vaguely feels that she is right by her side, right in front of her. Struggling for her safety, the person's eyes were deep, and he could sense that he looked like he wanted to see her soul without opening his eyes, deep and enthusiastic. For this, a scorching fire was born in her heart, and she was panicked. In the heat, I kept ordering myself to wake up, wake up-wake up.

So many times she really thought she was awake, she thought she had opened her eyes, fighting side by side with the people around her, resisting the four great realms of this sadness and one, but her body was still asleep, from Changqing The powerful divine power of the palace lord made Meng Fuyao, who was extremely strong in willpower, unable to resist the enemy.

Zhan Beiye's body was trembling slightly, his lips were chapped, and his clothes had been soaked in sweat before being wet and dry. The burns were still the next thing. He was dehydrated and didn't know how long he could last, let alone this. How long will he suffer from heart-burning pain. He is not afraid of death. When he was a boy, he was forced to survive in the dark palace. When he was a boy, he fought in the desert and danced with yellow sand. When he was a boy, the army stepped on the border and flattened the frontiers. There are more opportunities to encounter than to live. It is because he has always been fighting for death so that he can live for a long time today-he is not afraid of death.

However, this method of death was still beyond his own imagination.

In those lonely days when he was on the throne, he boringly thought about his own way of death, collapsed in a certain hall, buried in a certain tomb, posthumously known as a certain emperor... No matter what kind of death method is so boring, He smiles only when he thinks of a way of death—he wants to die next to her, and a pair of white-haired old men and old ladies are laughing at each other in their rocking chairs. At the end of life, each holds each other tightly. The old-spotted hands, then gently hang down together... what a complete happiness.

If there is such a way of death, he is willing to use his lifespan in exchange for it, but deep down in his heart it is not unknown, but most of the most beautiful and fascinating things can only be dreams.

Now...This kind of death, okay...Although it's a bit miserable, but at any rate it is also dead in front of her, by her side, and that dream is actually the same?

Zhan Beiye smiled self-deceivingly in the pain of twitching. He didn't think that if he was actually roasted to death, Meng Fuyao would still not be able to escape the fate of being drawn into the fire cave and turning into ashes. In his opinion, he did his best. Success, life and death are not so important things, what he has to do is never let her die before him!

The tongue of fire came in and out, a little bit of embezzling people's will. Zhan Beiye knew that he would not be able to support it for long.

He lowered his head and looked closely at Meng Fu and shook his eyebrows. He could see that even though Meng Fu was asleep, he was still struggling, so that dense sweat was dripping out of his forehead. Such struggle made him a little heartbroken. , Can't help but sigh softly.

Poor Fuyao... I have never had a few days of comfort in my life. Although I lived on the top of the world in my life, I also struggled all my life. Those glories and riches and riches in the world. Obviously, they have never enjoyed a day before. Tired as her, how many good nights have you slept in this life?

In the next life, be an ordinary woman, you plow the fields and come to me to weave, you pick firewood and come to me to cook, the mountain village woman, simple and simple happiness.

Of course, the villager has to be me...

Zhan Beiye smiled, thinking, as long as the news of himself and Fuyao's death spread out, the Wuzhou Continent will be in chaos again.

Since he has been in the firmament, he has been prepared to go and never return. Although the firmament is independent and separated from Dahan, he cannot bring his army close to the firmament. Although he has a lot of personal guards, But when approaching the Evergreen Mountain, he asked them to stand by at the foot of the mountain, without having to go up the mountain to kill him, but he had told in advance that if an accident happened between himself and Fuyao, these people would leave the firmament as soon as possible and hold his handwriting to Fufeng Yalan. Zhu Zibing, if these people can’t leave the firmament, it’s okay. He left a secret letter to Xiao Qi before he left. Once he gets unfavorable news, or he fails to send any news back within six months, no matter who the enemy is. , Send troops immediately!

If a big man dies, he is dead ears. How can he not get revenge?

As for how the impulsive and violent Xiao Qi would avenge the nations and cause great chaos after his death, he didn't care. He was dead, so what did he worry about so much?

Before he left, he had left a book with Ya Lanzhu. In case of any accident, Ya Lanzhu said that he would take care of the queen dowager for him, and his mother was taken care of, so he had nothing to worry about.

My heart is burning, my body is scorched, and all the will and soul seem to turn into hot ashes in the volcano...fluttering between the sky and the earth.

Zhan Beiye's hand, slowly let go...

Suddenly, a small cloud floated in front of me, a quick, lightning-like sweep.

Zhan Beiye was stunned, and a thought flashed vaguely from his dying will—the clouds here drifted slowly, why is this cloud so fast?

The cloud came to him in a flash, leaped on Meng Fuyao on his chest, and bit her on the back of her neck with one bite.

Zhan Beiye saw the thing clearly, his eyes brightened.

That mouse!

Master Yuan Bao rushed directly to Meng Fuyao, the white big teeth slammed, and instantly gnawed her neck, but only a little bit of skin was broken, not hurting her blood.

Meng Fuyao opened his eyes immediately.

The saliva of the Evergreen Divine Beast is an extremely precious thing in the Evergreen Temple, but it has always been wasted on nuts and sweets.

Meng Fuyao opened his eyes and saw Master Yuan Bao's gaze beaming. When he saw Zhan Beiye, his face immediately changed.

Why did Zhan Beiye suddenly lose weight and become dark?

In a blink of an eye, he saw the fire hole behind him, and immediately rushed over, pulled Zhan Beiye away, and hooked the cloud mark with his feet. Master Yuanbao awoke all by one bite, everyone opened their eyes in a daze, and saw that Huodong's face changed.

Look at the scorched Zhan Beiye again, knowing that if he hadn't desperately endured the pain of slow roasting, everyone would have already turned into ashes.

Meng Fuyao was too late to say anything, he pulled Zhan Beiye, and quickly took the water sacs around everyone's waist to replenish him. Zhan Beiye took a breath, but was still laughing: "Good luck..."

Although he tried to speak, he couldn't make a sound at all. Meng Fuyao covered his mouth and frowned: "Don't talk!"

When my hand touched his lips, I suddenly felt that the skin under the palm was dry and peeling. When I retracted his hand, it was already bloodshot. Meng Fuyao pressed his lips, gritted his teeth and turned behind him, applying medicine to her. All kinds of medicines are available. Since Zong Yue was injured by the Shocking Arrow at the beginning, burn medicines are also available. Fortunately, there is still some distance between the flames, and there are bursts of fire. Although it is more painful, it also slows down invisibly. Time, Zhan Beiye will not really be scorched, but if Lord Yuan Bao came back in time, he would have dehydrated and died if he didn't bake it to death.

Yun Hen took off his robe and silently handed it over. Meng Fuyao took it and draped it lightly on Zhan Beiye, reluctantly smiling: "Your Majesty, this robe is a little smaller, so you can do it right."

Zhan Beiye pulled back his robe, smiled still brightly, and made a gesture, indicating: Probably this is the most gentle time you have been to me...

Meng Fuyao looked at him helplessly, thinking that this is the case for people who are too stubborn. They are still thinking about this. When he turned his head and saw Lord Yuan Bao floating in the air, he had time to rejoice: "Yuan Bao , Are you all right?"

Lord Yuan Bao looked neater, but he was a little sad, nodded, and shook his head.

For the time being, my life is fine, but the rat body is very troublesome...

Meng Fuyao didn't understand its meaning, and asked: "Where is the black pearl?"

Master Yuan Bao hugged his head as soon as he heard it-don't ask me, don't ask me, don't ask me!

Meng Fuyao sees it like that, forget it, don't irritate others, and count on it to save lives.

She was still sleepy and weak, but she was a little better in spirit, and asked Master Yuan Bao: "How to pass this level?"

Master Yuan Bao climbed onto her shoulders, looked around, then raised his claws to the sky.

Meng Fuyao raised his head together with cloud marks, only to see a piece of continuous white silk, the floating clouds looked over, but the highest level was not seen.

The two looked back at it in amazement, Master Yuan Bao pointed out again that Meng Fuyao had enough eyesight this time, only to see the top of the top, vaguely as if there was a high mountain, as white as the cloud, and there seemed to be something on the top of the mountain. , But can't see it for a while.

"Want to go up?" Meng Fuyao frowned, "It's normal, but what if I can't fly now?"

Master Yuan Bao showed an expression of "You have to fly if you don't fly. You humans must do it and our rats can't do it".

"Climb if you can't fly. You can't stay here anyway." Meng Fuyao picked up Yao Xun Tiecheng, Yun Hen took up the battle against Beiye, and the group of people dragged and dragged with great difficulty, and it took a long time to reach the foot of the mountain. , Looked up and saw Meng Fuyao "sizzle" and said: "Is this a mountain? Is this a mountain!"

Straight up and down, without any ups and downs, the rock is like jade, slippery without leaving your hands, and is covered with more slippery ice. Meng Fuyao raised his hand and touched it again. The ice was cold, but the touch was soft. The rock is not like a rock, it looks like something that breathes life, but it doesn't have the vitality and warmth of a living body. Its tentacles are soft but dead, more like a dead body.

This kind of touch is too complicated and difficult to describe, but it is very uncomfortable. It is as if you have reached into the bedding in the middle of the night and suddenly touched the cold body for a long time.

In this beautiful and soft cloud-floating realm, the external appearance is relaxing, but the inside is full of murderous intent and pressing. Meng Fuyao dare not take this "mountain" lightly, and try to climb up first. Before climbing a step, he slid down. Meng Fuyao refused to be discouraged, and used the gecko wall-walking skill to try to hold it firmly. He didn't want the thing to seem to shrink slightly, and then he bounced her out.

"Why is this thing so weird? I can't work hard at all." Meng Fuyao murmured, and several people beside him tried, without exception, Meng Fuyao thought for a while, pulled out "Silling the Sky" and said: "Cut the wall with each weapon, step on the dug hole, I see how it slips."

She yelled as soon as she pulled the knife. I don’t know when the color of "Killing the Sky" changed. The black knife became a white knife. The whole body was translucent, and the tip of the knife shone with a little red light. The red is not The ordinary blood color is pink and moist, red and delicate, like the tip of a flower bud blooming slightly red.

On the blade, near the handle, there was a dense row of transparent text flashing, the text floating and jumping, flashing endlessly, and the shape was strange, like a word but not like a word, inverted like a radical.

"How did my sword become like this?" Meng Fuyao couldn't remember when "Slaying the Sky" changed. In his memory, the sword was still normal when he was in the Nine Nethers, and then nothing was seen in the dark. It is no longer possible to guess what the abnormality is.

At this time, it was not when I was reading the words on the knife. Meng Fuyao was taken aback for a moment, and then thrust the knife into the stone wall. Her knife cuts gold and jade sharply, not to mention the stone wall, it is steel. It can also be cut easily. I don’t want a knife to pierce it. It feels as soft as a cotton ball. She pulls out the knife. There is only a small mark on the stone wall. Then, in full view, she slowly closes it until she returns. The bullet is in its original state, without a trace.

Meng Fuyao was stunned for a while, and said fiercely: "I'll insert it once, and step on it!" He inserted Tiantian again and climbed onto the hilt of "Tiantian", calling Yunhen: "Hand me the sword."

Yunhen throws his hand, and the long sword is inserted above her. Meng Fuyao is about to step on his own hilt to climb the Yunhen long sword, climbing up like this step by step. Although it is a little troublesome, it is not impossible.

Who knows that when he raised his hand, he found that Yunhen's long sword was a little far away from him, and his hand was no longer reachable. After another look, it turned out that the "killing the sky" under his feet was slowly sliding.

As if cut into the tofu, it couldn't hold any weight at all, "Slaying the Sky" slid all the way, dragging Meng Fuyao's figure to the bottom again.

Looking again, the long sword also slid down.

Meng Fuyao pulled out "Slaying the Sky", and at first glance, there were still no marks on the "stone wall".

Where is the stone wall, it's a monster at all!

I tried all the methods, but none of them worked. Any slight movement in this place would take dozens of times more effort. On the one hand, Meng Fuyao desperately resisted the drowsiness and grasped the one that might fall asleep at any time. A few people also sweated a little on their foreheads in an instant.

Yao Xun closed his eyes again. As soon as he closed his eyes, he floated horizontally and floated to Meng Fuyao's side. The knife from his waist hung down and slammed behind Meng Fuyao.

Meng Fuyao was startled, and then he remembered that he still had a small baggage behind him. It was given by the grandson Wuji. There were some weird things in it, and it seemed that there was a dagger with a special material?

She hurriedly searched and found the dagger that was not gold or jade. She raised her hand to poke on the stone wall. The stone wall seemed to feel sensitive. The dagger pierced in, making an abnormal sound and staying still. Meng Fuyao pulled it out again, leaving a deep hole on the wall.

"It's done!" Meng Fuyao was overjoyed.

Master Yuan Bao looked at the dagger, thinking that the master had actually prepared this thing. The evergreen wood for hundreds of years was born under the most dangerous cloud bridge of the Evergreen God Mountain. He has long been destroyed by the palace owner, it is difficult for him to find it.

Meng Fuyao rummaged in his bag again and found a few bright red pills. They looked ordinary. After smelling them, they found the smell to be unparalleled. After thinking about it, he fed Yao Xun Tiecheng one each.

After the pill came down, Yao Xun Tiecheng immediately blushed, with tears in his eyes, coughing desperately, stuck in his throat, and he was so hot that he couldn't sleep for a moment. Meng Fuyao couldn't help smiling, thinking that although this method can cure the symptoms but not the root cause, Anyway, it is also a way to sober up temporarily.

Lightly stroked the baggage in his hands, thinking about his life and death uncertain. I don't know when he started meticulously and meticulously. I don't know when he started to plan for her, but he never said a word and smiled.

He never looked down on her life from aloft, he only chose to infiltrate her world, shining his thoughts bit by bit, reflecting the prosperity of the other shore.

Meng Fuyao slowly sent a pill into his mouth. In an instant, a line of fire shot straight down from the throat, and his chest and heart were burning in an instant. In the super hotness of the earth-shattering explosion, Meng Fuyao panned. Flickering tears.

However, only she knew that the tears were not hot, but were struck instantly by the long, silent but thrilling affection.

The love of that person is like this ordinary pill, round and full, calm, but at the moment of experiencing it in person, it suddenly hits and the stars are scattered and heart-warming.

Sparkling clouds, eyes full of snow, where are people?

She raised her head, forced her tears away in the rising fire, raised her head, and said: "Go!"

With this peculiar dagger, the road to climb the mountain was finally chiseled, but the road is still difficult. The stone wall is like a living thing at all. It seems to sense pain and danger, and can't help but tremble slightly. , The road underfoot was slanting, they flew out from time to time, and then pulled each other back. It was laborious and time-consuming. Yao Xun rummaged in his bag, found a long rope, and smiled: Tie together and be safer."

Meng Fuyao praised: "It's hard for you to be careful."

"The subordinates were born in Rakshasa Island, and have been accustomed to going to the sea since childhood. No matter what, they will bring ropes." Yao Xun patted his waist, "I have more here."

"Follow me, I have suffered a lot." Meng Fu shook his head and smiled at him, "Do you regret it?"

"No." Yao Xun laughed, "I did something that a thief could never do again in his life. I made a money that a thief could never steal again in his life, and then I knew what to make money. Happiness is never comparable to stealing money. It’s all given to me by you, the master. Without you, I’d always be a squeeze in the street, crowded in the crowd, pointing out for money, not now, everyone respects me. Shout, Master Yao."

"Don't be so sensational." Meng Fuyao looked at the top of the mountain and said leisurely, "You have such a chance, I didn't give you anything, on the contrary, you followed all the way, Yao Xun, and Tiecheng. , I want to thank you very much."

"I betrayed you twice." Yao Xun smiled a little dazedly. "Once in the inn, I saw Princess Ya and I slipped away, and once in Yaocheng, I wanted to run away during your hardest time. Master, I just I hope you don’t blame me. As for thanking me, I really feel shameless."

"Come on, why do you say so much." Tiecheng's eyes were so hot as a rabbit, he looked back impatiently, pointed to the depths of Yunxu, and said loudly: "It is done, not said! This life Just follow the master and don’t betray."

"No more betrayal." Yao Xun touched the private seal left by Meng Fuyao that day after Meng Fuyao left in his arms, seeming to swear to himself, and repeating gently, "No more."

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All the way up, although it is difficult, it is gradually approaching the top. Meng Fuyao always has the weird feeling of climbing someone's thigh, but he doesn't know what he will touch when he climbs to the top of his thigh?

As soon as I lifted my head, there was suddenly no road ahead.

The cloud flocks are very dense here. There are large areas where you can hardly see the view above. These things can't be driven away, and they are drifting beside you. Meng Fuyao poked his head out of those cotton films and saw the top of the mountain. It was flat, as if it had been cut by a knife, and above the top of the peak, there was a cauldron-like thing suspended, with several long chains hanging down, floating on the top of the mountain like a heavy cloud.

The blue smoke was burning in the cauldron, and the cloud was constantly floating. Meng Fuyao realized at this moment that the things that made people sleepy and float straight to the fire hole were made by the cauldron.

Master Yuan Bao pointed to the cauldron, indicating that it was where the organ key orifice was. Meng Fuyao looked at the huge furnace and seemed to be faintly emitting blue smoke. He couldn't help but said in astonishment: "Want to go in? Adult Dan?"

Master Yuan Bao showed a worried look in his eyes. Not to mention, even if you know that the cauldron is the key to breaking the formation, it does not mean that you can go up and close it. It is difficult to get up, and it is even more difficult to destroy the cauldron.

The most important thing is that there is one thing needed in it, just like the evergreen wood, and it hasn’t appeared in many years...

This time, the lord really laid down the blood, and he did not hesitate to waste his skills, he even summoned the tripod of Yunfu. In the past, this thing may not be needed in Yunfu...

"Come on, then, I'll go." Meng Fuyao tried to pull the chain first, trying to pull the cauldron over. Her arms were more than a thousand pounds of strength, even if her control became poor in this strange environment. A full-strength pull is enough to pull Jiu Niu, not wanting the chain to be slightly stretched, but the cauldron does not move.

"Let's climb over." Yun Hen handed Zhan Beiye to Tiecheng, first climbed on the chain, the chain shook, and Yun Hen climbed over lightly.

The first few steps are nothing, Huo Ran "chat" and the blue light flashed!

Yun Hen's body suddenly fell down!

Relying on his nearest Yao Xun, he grabbed it quickly and turned his head and his face changed.

I don't know when a dagger burst out of the chain. The blue light was shining, and it flew into the cloud. The chain that was caught by the cloud mark just now has been cut, and it hangs softly, and the cauldron suddenly beveled halfway.

"Are you injured?" Meng Fuyao didn't look at the broken chain, first went to see Yunhen, Yunhen shook his head, and stretched out his hand. One of the stainless steel bracers on his hand was broken, and it was dangerously scratched to the wrist. , He said with some joy: "Last time in Ohai, you saved your life with a bracelet. I thought that my sword practiced hand is very important, so I made a wrist brace. Use it." Looking back at the chain, he said: "This knife is so fast!"

Zhan Beiye heard it from the side, glanced at the bracelet in Meng Fuyao's hand, his dark eyes showed a soft smile.

"This chain can't go through." Meng Fuyao frowned and looked at the cauldron that had already slanted aside, "Even if people are fine, grab one and break the other, this furnace will fly away, what should I do?"

Yao Xun took out the rope again from his arms and tried to throw it towards the cauldron. Just halfway through the flight, the blue light flashed again, cutting the rope.

This road is still blocked, Meng Fuyao tried to raise his Qi and jumped up again. The true Qi was still there, but he still couldn't use it well. He rushed to the air with all his strength and floated, only a few meters away from the cauldron. Also cannot move forward.

At this time, the four people underneath were all standing one by one, looking up at her position not far away, drifting in vain, fishing and fishing were out of reach, Yun Hen looked at her position, and then at the cauldron. His eyes flashed and he suddenly punched Yao Xun out.

Yao Xun was caught off guard. He was hit by a few steps and hit Tiecheng's body. He slammed Tiecheng out of the short peak platform. Tiecheng was still holding Zhan Beiye in his hands, and his shoulders were tilted and he ran into Zhan. Beiye, Zhan Beiye was pushed out by the trio of real power in an instant. As soon as he was suspended in the air, he saw the corner of Meng Fuyao's robe. A flash of inspiration in his heart already understood the meaning of the cloud mark. He stretched his arms and clenched his fists against the bottom of Meng Fuyao's boots. All the people's skills came out from their fists, pushing Meng Fuyao forward!

Meng Fuyao took advantage of the impetus of the four people's continuous collision to move forward, which is worthy of a foot of the cauldron!

Everyone was overjoyed, maybe the cauldron seemed to be inductive, and suddenly moved again, drifting away a bit.

Meng Fuyao scolded angrily: "Asshole!"

Looking at the last cloud mark, another palm passed the force through the air, passing it layer by layer, and then added force to send Meng Fuyao forward.

Seeing that it was about to reach, everyone was happy. They were all connected to the rope at the moment. The human body in this Yunfu realm was not afraid of falling. Just after reassuring, I suddenly heard the scream of Yuanbao.

As soon as they turned their heads, they saw under the cauldron, suddenly rolled around, flying out countless sharp arrows!

The rain of arrows is like a net, directly hitting the people in the air. The four of them are standing in the air and forming a ladder, and they have not had time to withdraw.

At this time, the rope could be broken to avoid, but Meng Fuyao was suspended in the air unable to move forward.

Meng Fu shook his head and saw, his heart broke, and he shouted, "Broken rope!"

Tiecheng shouted: "No!"

He turned around, and regardless of the arrow rain, he pushed Zhan Beiye forward with all his strength, and the Yunhen standing on the top of the peak desperately pulled back. At the same time, Meng Fuyao said nothing, breaking the rope!

Three people take three actions at the same time. The first reaction in a crisis is to take care of others' lives first.

With Tiecheng's push, Meng Fuyao finally touched the cauldron.

Yao Xun was pulled down by Yunhen.

Meng Fuyao broke the rope, and at the last moment, Zhan Beiye stretched out and hugged her leg.

The five people were divided into three parts, Yun Hen and Yao Xun planted to the top of the peak, Meng Fuyao and Zhan Beiye hugged the cauldron, Tiecheng fell in the middle.

The arrow rain went straight at him!

Meng Fuyao yelled: "Tiecheng——" Raising his hand, he threw "Slaying the Sky" out.

The ropes of Yunhen Fighting Beiye Longsword and Yao Xun also arrived in an instant, and they threw short arrows out.

In the realm of Yunfu, Zhenli was not used smoothly, everyone was not accurate enough, and he could not pull the short arrows, so he could only smash the trajectory of the short arrows. Many of the short arrows flying around were still skewed. After rubbing the iron into the body, it splashed with bleeding flowers.

But there is a short arrow, impartial, whizzing towards Tiecheng's heart!

Tiecheng had only time to draw a knife in mid-air to protect his front heart. At this time, his body was wounded and his reaction slowed down, and he had no time to backhand to protect his back heart.

Everyone's weapons have been shot, and they are no longer able to save, Meng Fuyao closed his eyes in despair.

The eyelids were about to close, it seemed to catch a glimpse of golden light, and then I heard a sharp sound.

Meng Fuyao looked back fiercely, and saw Tiecheng's heart, a small golden beast clutching his clothes tightly, as Tiecheng's load sinks and floats, that deadly short arrow has been overtaken by Nine Tails. The tail of steel flew away.

Countless golden vellus hairs floated in the air, and Nine Tails made a sound of heartache.

Meng Fuyao was overjoyed and shouted: "Nine Tails, you saved us three times! Go back and reward you!"

Kyuubi flicks his tail triumphantly.

Although Tiecheng protected him and escaped to death, his whole body was bruised by short arrows in many places. The heaviest part went straight into his arm, and the blood ran down. He endured without saying a word, Meng Fuyao shouted Said: "Don't move around, wait for me to come out to rescue you!" A stretched out his hand to pick up Zhan Beiye, and climbed up the cauldron.

This furnace is huge, blue and full of intricate patterns, which can be walked on by three or four people. Meng Fuyao and Zhan Beiye climbed up according to the guidance of Master Yuanbao and saw a copper ring on the top of the furnace. It was the entrance to the cauldron. Under the position of the copper ring, there were deep purple ditches that were as long as one arm. Deep purple liquid and light purple mist were flowing. It looked very strange, Meng Fuyao tentatively explored Tear off a section of the placket and handed it over. The placket just entered the range of the purple ditch, and immediately shrank silently, turning into a dark powder, and then disappearing.

"What a terrible poison!" Meng Fu took a breath of air-conditioning. To enter this cauldron, he had to pull the copper ring, but the poison under the copper ring died when he touched it, and his hands stretched faster than lightning. Poisoning is inevitable, even if you don't even wrap your hands in a cloth, it will still stain your skin.

"It would be great if there was a prosthetic hand..." Behind him, he fought Kitano Road.

Prosthetic hands!

Meng Fu shook the baggage behind him, found the artificial hand prepared by the eldest grandson Wuji, and said in a low voice: "I used it here..."

Handed the prosthetic hand across the purple ditch and hooked the copper ring. The prosthetic hand was made extremely strong. Before the prosthetic hand was corroded by the venom, Meng Fuyao quickly hooked the copper ring.

The venom poured out with a sound, and the two of them all avoided. The venom flowed down the engraved inscription on the slanted half of the cauldron, and half of the cauldron immediately glowed strangely.

The two lie down at the mouth of the cauldron and look inside. The inside is pitch black with a faint red light shining. Meng Fuyao said, "I'll go."

Zhan Beiye couldn't help but push her away, but unfortunately he didn't recover his strength, and was pushed back by Meng Fuyao, and jumped down from the entrance.

The inside of the cauldron is slightly hot, and the center emits a slight red light. The red light reflects the weird pattern symbols on all sides, which look like charms. Meng Fuyao glanced at it and suddenly felt that the "spells" looked a bit familiar. The inspiration in my heart flashed away. I wanted to capture but couldn't remember what I thought of just now, so I had to throw it away.

Master Yuan Bao squatted on Meng Fu and shook his shoulders, pointed at the place where the red light was burning, and motioned for her to pass.

Meng Fuyao went over, and saw that in the center of the cauldron, there was a piece of burning charcoal. The red light was extinguished. There was a square gap in the middle with rounded edges. The charcoal-like thing was connected to a narrow cauldron. From the smoke outlet, it is obvious that the pale cloud gas is emerging from this thing.

Master Yuan Bao made a gesture, meaning "plug this gap."

This is simple, Meng Fuyao immediately took off his robe, Master Yuan Bao shook his head.

Zhan Beiye took off the jade ornament on his waist, Master Yuan Bao shook his head.

Meng Fuyao took out the silver in his arms again, Master Yuan Bao still shook his head.

Meng Fuyao remembered the almighty baggage, and hurriedly turned over all the things in the baggage to Master Yuan Bao hopefully. Master Yuan Bao's eyes brightened and suddenly pointed to a polished rhino horn.

Meng Fuyao took out the rhino horn, Master Yuan Bao grabbed her finger and gnawed viciously.

Meng Fuyao said "Ah", and the blood dripped and fell on the rhino horn, soaking in silently, Master Yuan Bao motioned her to put the rhino horn on the gap, which coincided exactly.

The red light was blocked by the rhino horn, and it dimmed after a few flashes.

Meng Fuyao lifted the corners of his lips happily and said: "It's finished--"

She had just said half a sentence, she was suddenly pulled by someone, and then she saw the dark red light suddenly brighten up, bursting into countless crimson stars in all directions, flying brightly. Shoot, wherever it falls, it sizzles, and a pungent white smoke rises.

Meng Fuyao's face turned pale--if it hadn't been for Zhan Beiye's vigilance and pulled her away, he would stand very close to the gap in joy, and 80% would have become Meng Mazi from then on.

Some dark sticky objects were exploded and landed under Meng Fu's feet. A closer look was the rhino horn used to plug the gap.

Meng Fuyao looked back at the ingot dumbly, and the ingot looked back at her dullly--it was indeed the thousand-year rhino horn plus blood that could extinguish the tripod of Yunfu. How did it know that it didn't work anymore?

In fact, even the dull Master Yuanbao has discovered that the current "four realms" are no longer the four realms that the temple used to allow people to pass through. Now these four stages are more difficult and terrifying. Fu, it caused death everywhere, and even Yunfu Zhiding was used as a divine tool that could be used to refine the soul. Obviously, the rules had been changed.

The thousand-year-old rhino horn is no longer useful, what else can be used? Master Yuanbao desperately searched in his mind, passing something vaguely in his heart, and immediately laughed at himself, how could it be, that thing has been missing for a long time——

Meng Fuyao on its side was worried. What she was carrying was nothing but this baggage. The rhino horn was useless, so what could be used to block it?

I didn’t give up, I searched for things on my body for a while, and suddenly touched a hard object in my belt. I took it out and saw that the **** square object with no gaps and rounded edges was actually when I was in Tiansha. During a battle with Yunhun, Yunhun gave the thing that Yunhun said by a coincidence that she hadn’t figured out what it was for decades, and gave it to her. I thought it contained something good, and I studied it for a long time. But I found that it couldn’t be opened at all, so I put it in my waist pouch. I also gave Zong Yue a try to dissolve it with the medicine. In the end, it didn’t succeed, so I returned it to her. She wanted to throw this cumbersome thing several times. , But thinking about it, the things Yunhun gave must not be ordinary products, so they always carried them.

Meng Fuyao held the thing in his hand, looked at the gap, and raised his eyebrows immediately—the gap and the box seemed to be in perfect shape!

She only studied the box and didn't notice the look of Master Yuan Bao. The mouse's eyes were already wide and full of surprise.

This, this, this... Isn’t this Yunniu, the long-missing Yunfu Tripod?

The true hub of the tripod of Yunfu, the key of the magic cloud that opened the tripod, has been missing for decades, so that when the tripod is used later, it can be ignited but it is difficult to extinguish it. To produce blood, it is rarely used.

Now Meng Fuyao took out the real key of Yunfu Tripod!

Master Yuan Bao was very depressed in shock. Didn't you tell me if you had this thing earlier? If you said that I didn't worry for nothing, don't you tell me how I knew you had this thing...

Depressed and happy, anyway, this level can finally be passed! As soon as the tripod of Yunfu goes out, the realm of Yunfu does not exist, and the formation is broken——

Master Yuan Bao suddenly widened his eyes slowly.

Unlimited panic appeared in his eyes for an instant.

Yunfu Breaking Array—— Yunfu Breaking Array——

The horror in its eyes passed to Meng Fuyao's eyes. Meng Fuyao, who had just seen ecstasy, was taken aback for a moment, and turned his head to find that Zhan Beiye's face had also changed.

Meng Fuyao's heart was shocked. He saw the thin clouds and flies. Suddenly, the aura flashed, and the flash of aura was like a thunder, which instantly stunned her!

Extinguish the tripod of Yunfu, Yunfu's realm will disappear, everything will return to normal, and people can no longer float in the air!

And they have climbed so high!

In other words, all of them in the cauldron, and the wounded Tiecheng floating in the air outside, will all go out the moment the cauldron fire is extinguished.

Fall! Fall to death!

==

On the mountain peak, in the ice cave, the heavy blue falcon just squatted on the heart of the grandson Wuji, leaning his head from time to time, pecking at his own feathers.

Its sharp claws grasped the heart of Changsun Wuji tightly, feeling the heart beating in the bottom, it was very eager to try it-I wanted to grab the heart under the sharp claws while it was still beating. , Take a bite, eat.

It used to do this.

However, today it only has patience. The master said that he can't move his claws, and can only squat on his heart for a night without moving his claws, and he will appreciate it after he finishes it.

It looked at the people under it graciously, and the people under it looked at it quietly. It suddenly felt that this human being was very strange, unlike the ones it had encountered before. It was used to hearing the human being under its claws. The call sign screamed, I was used to seeing the panic in the eyes of human beings, but now this person’s eyes are deep, wide, with a kind of coolness, like the boundless and fascinating waves occasionally seen in its high-flying distance Thousands of seas.

There is no fear, no panic, no anger, no hatred, and peace is like a sea under the beautiful sun.

But somehow, it suddenly felt that if anyone took the calm of the sea seriously, it would have to face the end of being submerged by the turbulent waves.

The Blue Falcon moved a little nervously.

The people under him also moved, turning their heads away.

The Blue Falcon followed his gaze, and the golden eyes suddenly straightened.

He is actually reading!

A long piece of silk was spread out in his palm, and the man tilted his head slightly, reading the words on the silk.

The Blue Falcon is angry.

It is the fiercest bird of Evergreen Mountain, and the most cherished falcon of the Four Elders. Its sharp claws open mountains and crack rocks, and countless powerful lives are caught and killed by its claws!

How can it be allowed to be despised, especially by such a detained person!

The Blue Falcon vibrated its wings restlessly, raised its paws, and wanted to grab it!

Suddenly there was a low whistle not far away.

The Blue Falcon heard it, and immediately understood that the master was reminding it, so he had to let go of his paw helplessly and squatted back angrily.

The people under him didn't even look at it, as if the crisis of life and death just now didn't exist at all.

The anger of the Blue Falcon rose again. This proud fierce bird couldn't bear the repeated provocations. After thinking about it with fierce eyes, he suddenly lowered his head very slowly.

I can’t help but say that this is a clever falcon. Knowing that any sound made will be noticed by the owner, and then stopped, he slowly lowered his head and approached Sun Wuji’s face silently.

Peck out your eyes... so that you can never look at me like this again.

The falcon's head fell a little bit, and the black shadow of the fierce bird slowly bowing its head was reflected in the ice cave of Guang Kejian, which looked a little strange.

The bird's head finally landed in front of Changsun Wuji's face, against his eyes.

The Blue Falcon looked at those eyes triumphantly, wondering which one should I peck at first?

The distance is so close, when I see that the eyes are still calm and serene, and the waves are not frightened, the vastness of the sea under the sun's rays makes the bird startled.

Then it suddenly felt cold in its neck.

The falcon lowered his head in amazement, and saw a little bright light, which burst out from between the teeth of the human like lightning, rubbed the fluff between its neck, and fell silently into the ice wall. The bright light was so fast that its sharp eyes could not catch up. In an instant, it flew between its most fragile neck, which was light gray and fluffy, flying away in the ice cave.

Only a little bit, its throat will be cut.

The Green Falcon shuffled back and flew up in panic.

The man's gaze swept, like a wave on the sea, violently hitting the blue falcon, shocked that the fierce bird who understood human nature had its wings back and froze.

It looked at the eyes, indifferent and calm, without deliberate warning and surging momentum, and there was no way to restrain its pride and show off.

That is indifference, the complete indifference of the strong to the challenge of the self-confidently powerful ant.

He then turned his head back and went to read his book.

The opened wings of the Blue Falcon stiffened for a long time before slowly closing it up. At this moment, it understood what is truly powerful, even if the person is injured, weakened, or restrained, it can still be killed in an instant!

Don't kill it, just because it feels unsuitable to kill it!

The blue falcon squatted there, and the ferocious aura all over his body instantly converged. For ferocious birds, the only thing that can subdue them is stronger aura, not from the body, but from the heart.

The Blue Falcon even felt that compared with the pale young man in front of him, his master, the Fourth Elder, seemed to be far behind the strength and breadth of his inner soul.

It reduced its fierce state, and then Longsun Wuji turned his eyes, glanced at it lightly, and signaled it with his eyes—back, back.

The Blue Falcon retires.

It has been startled by the bright light, by the unshocked aura of the grandson Wuji, subconsciously obeyed, retreated, retreated, and retreated to the belly of the grandson Wuji.

The grandson Wuji motioned to it-lie down.

The falcon fell down obediently and curled up his paws.

Zhang Sun Wuji smiled, um, very good, very warm and good.

==

In the ice cave, there was a silent contest between one person and one bird, and the fierce bird completely conquered it. King Jinnaruo and the fourth elders waiting eagerly under the ice cave didn't know it.

"I don't know what's going on now?" King Jinnaruo chuckled, "Four elders, your bird, won't you move?"

"How come!" The four elders looked proudly, "The Blue Falcon is extremely spiritual, the king of birds, and has always only obeyed my orders. If I don't want it to move, it will never take a step."

"That's good." King Jinnaruo suddenly opened his face behind him, and he said, "How come there seems to be a shadow flashing over there?"

"Where?" The fourth elder looked back, King Jinnaruo moved his finger, and the fourth elder suddenly turned back halfway back, and smiled: "80% is your own shadow."

"Yes." King Kinara suddenly realized with a smile, "This ice world is indeed full of shadows..." Slowly stretched his waist and walked two steps, "Will the Fourth Elder be here? I want to go to sleep."

"The king is not here to watch? King Garuda took special care of it."

"Since the birds of the four elders are psychic, it will never be a bad thing, and elders, you are here, and there is no need for me to have one more. I am only a dying person. "King Jinnaruo was so sleepy that he was in tears, and his speech was a little unclear. "I'm not afraid of your jokes. I recently urged King Jialou Luo to step up his exercises. It's really tired day and night..."

"King Jialouluo also hopes that you will go up to the next level with your divine power. In the future, you will have more confidence in taking over the master of the temple." The fourth elder smiled, "but you really don't have to stay here today. Go back and rest first."

"So, I'm sorry for you." King Naluo raised his eyebrows with joy and bowed slightly. The Fourth Elder hurriedly returned the salute, watching King Naluo go down the mountain with ease.

The figure of King Kinnaruo was like electricity. He swept down to meet Tianfeng, avoiding the disciples who guarded the mountain all the way. When passing a courtyard hidden behind the evergreen iron tree, he was very careful to settle down silently, but his robes were a little in the way. As he flew over the bushes, he swept the tip of the grass slightly.

It skimmed very slightly, not even the dewdrop on the tip of the grass was disturbed.

There was a voice in the courtyard: "Who!"

King Jinnaruo was taken aback, and quickly moved away, but there was also a figure flashing out of the courtyard. Almost at the same time as the sound, the figure that flew out stood still at the gate of the courtyard, only to see one in time. The figure disappearing into the night.

The man stared blankly, his eyes flashing, but there was an old voice in the yard asking: "Da, what's the matter?"

"It's just someone passing by." The middle-aged man named Ah Da replied respectfully.

The people in the courtyard didn't speak, as if they didn't intend to ask any more, but after a long while there was a creak of the door, and the shadow of a man with a tall crown was reflected on the ground.

Ada looked back in surprise and said: "You...you are not important for practicing..."

As soon as the man waved his hand, Ah Da immediately stopped. The man raised his head slightly, and the moonlight illuminates his eyebrows. His appearance is ancient, but his skin is smooth, and he cannot tell the specific age. It is the Lord of Evergreen.

His eyebrows glowed with a faintly blue color in the moonlight, like the tip of the grass, which looked a bit strange against his clear skin. He held his hand in thought for a long time, and said:" Where is Di Feitian?"

"At the sixth peak." Ada replied, "Almost all of the Mahuragya tribe has been dispatched. King Mahuraga has asked for help several times, and his subordinates said that you are in retreat..."

"There is no need to stop the sixth peak anymore, the seventh peak also get out of the way, leading him to the eighth peak." The Lord of Evergreen said lightly, "I'll talk about it for a while. I can't sleep, let King Jialoulu go to the meeting. He, haven’t they two have had a good relationship for a long time."

Ada bowed silently, afraid to answer.

The Lord of the Palace of Evergreen showed up for a while, suddenly said: "Look at the peak."

Ada seemed to be startled, and just about to ask, "Which peak", he immediately understood where the Lord was referring, and immediately followed silently.

The master of the Palace of Evergreen seemed unhappy, but he looked carefully at the corner of the robe but did not touch the ground at all. His step posture was a bit strange, his shoulders and neck were not moving, only the corners of the robe flicked slightly, and he burst out in the blink of an eye.

Along the way to reach Tianfeng, the Lord Evergreen didn’t avoid anyone at all. He passed directly through the ice cave guarded by his disciples. His steps were not shocked by the dust. Those who spoke quietly inside the ice cave passed the long night. Of the disciples, none of them noticed that someone had passed by just now, only one disciple with the highest cultivation level, looked at the candlelight that suddenly jumped slightly, and said: "Tonight, the wind is strong, and it blows into the cave."

The Lord Evergreen passed silently, between his brows, frowned slightly, and sighed in a low voice for a long while.

Ada knows what he is sighing-besides the glory of the Evergreen Temple, it has been in a state of dying and dying. The original eight heavenly kings and eight elders are complete, and the casualties and injuries that have been killed over the years have been lost. The better the martial arts is, the faster the martial arts will fade away, making it impossible to gather people to become the eight kings. Some of them can only be held by the elders, and the elder Qinggui should not be the real power king. The concurrent appointments underneath will lead to the expansion of selfish desires and the unreasonable system, which brings great ills. Appointment of private individuals will result in mixed good and bad cultivators, such as the four elders... Now the lord of the palace is only a year away. To ascend, eager to hand over the temple to someone who is powerful enough and has rich political experience. This candidate is naturally not the Holy Lord. The radiant Holy Lord does not stand on the same level as everyone in the temple. The undisputed next generation of the Lord, the old Lord has placed the hope of reorganizing the Evergreen Temple on the Lord, and he has repeatedly brought down the elders who have been moved by changes. Who would have thought that now, oh...

Ada looked at the back of the hall master Xingyun Liushui, but in his heart was thinking about the bleak blue color between the hall master’s eyebrows, that color...that color...

Before turning a thought, the lord in front suddenly stopped, Ah Da almost ran into him, and quickly stopped his steps. In a blink of an eye, he saw under the ice cave in front of him. One person looked up at the ice cave, the moon was shining. His silhouette, with a sneer, was the fourth elder he had just thought of.

In the middle of the night, what did he sneak up on Tianfeng?

Ada looked at the direction the four elders were looking towards, and was shocked in his heart—His Royal Highness!

The four elders are so bold!

He raised his head to look at the lord, the lord of Evergreen stood indifferently under the moon, looking at the unknowing shadow in front of him, the bleak color between his brows became a little bit thicker than the ice cave above the peak. The moonlight in the silver light below is even cooler.

He then floated over.

The corners of his pale blue robe resembled a fast-moving moonlight, moving silently behind the fourth elder, his nose was about to touch the back of the fourth elder's neck, and he didn't realize it.

He is having the dream of King Yasha, the dream of holding all the military power in the sky. In such a dream, he is in charge of the military, and then he finds a way to kill King Garuda and restrain the cowardly King Kinara. , And finally sit on the throne of the Lord...

But someone suddenly said coldly behind him: "The fourth elders do not sleep in the middle of the night, are you going for a walk here?"

The fourth elder was shocked and immediately turned his head. However, there was no one behind him, and a thin and long shadow was inlaid on the rock wall, which was his own shadow.

It seems to have met a ghost.

The four elders were instantly cold, not because they were afraid of ghosts, but because they recognized the voice.

He would rather hear the ghost cry than to hear this voice!

"Hall Master!" He didn't look back at all, he threw himself down on his knees, and banged his head. "The subordinates... the next is just here... here... practicing..."

"Oh, what kind of exercises do I have in the Temple of Evergreen, I need to run to Jietianfeng in the middle of the night to practice? Huayu? Thanglong? Shocking fingers?" The Lord of Evergreen's voice is faint, still ringing behind his neck," How do I remember that the four elders have yet to achieve the Dragon Rising Technique, so the so-called catching the cold air may not be useful to you, right?"

"Hall Master...I, I, I..." The four elders couldn't make a sentence, and kowtow desperately. In his capacity, he didn't have to beg for this. However, in recent years, the Lord's temperament is temperamental and temperamental. I can't take care of face, no matter how little life matters.

While kowtow, the Fourth Elder clasped his fingers slightly. This was his command to his blue falcon-fly away!

The Blue Falcon heard this command.

But it did not go.

Because Changsun Wuji suddenly opened his eyes, moved his fingers to gather the silk in his palm, and then his eyes flicked over and signaled it—come here, come here.

The Green Falcon likes to obey the orders of powerful people, and he obediently passes over, gestures according to the eyes of Changsun Wuji, and squats back to his heart again.

Immediately it saw Changsun Wuji bit his lip with his teeth, biting out a bit of bruise, and then closed his eyes.

The Blue Falcon looked at him in surprise, not understanding what the man was playing, and then it heard extremely slight footsteps.

Its eyes reflect the shadow of those who come, with a high crown of feathers and a clear appearance.

The first time the Lord of the Palace of Evergreen entered the cave, he saw the fallen torture frame, the bird of prey squatting on the heart of the grandson Wuji, and the grandson Wuji who was "unconscious and with blue lips".

He stood still, silent, without saying anything. The air in the cave, which was already extremely cold, immediately became even colder. The Da and the fourth elders behind him both gave Lingling a blow at the same time. Shivering.

Then the Lord Evergreen brushed his sleeves.

The Blue Falcon didn't even have time to make a scream, and was immediately swayed down to a high peak.

At the same time, the four elders were pulled by the invisible force and flew up and hit the ice wall. The thick ice layer that had shook the wall for hundreds of years was all shattered, and the four elders fell on the ground. The elder was buried in a pile of ice, and he vomited a big mouthful of blood.

Hall Lord Evergreen never looked at him again, lifted his finger, and the torture frame slowly lifted silently, and then pressed the void on the heart of Changsun Wuji, and Changsun Wuji exhaled, "Wake up. ".

He glanced at Palace Master Evergreen not surprisingly, and said in a low voice: "Master..."

Hall Lord Evergreen remained silent, looked at him with his hand, and said for a long while: "Since I have suffered so much...now, can you figure it out?"

The long-term Sun Wuji was silent for a long time, paler than the moonlight, but a jade-like firmness grew from the eyebrows.

Evergreen Palace Master's eyes flashed, a flash of anger, Changsun Wuji suddenly looked at him, and said: "...Master...Take care of your body, look at your complexion...it doesn't seem very good..."

These words made the Lord Evergreen's expression move, his eyes slightly softened, and then he returned to the coldness of ice and stone: "This seat is very good."

He looked at the grandson Wou-ki and said coldly: "You want to make it clear that once you become the lord, none of these things will happen. You don't know whether to slaughter or let others slaughter?"

The grandson Wuji smiled feebly, but turned the subject away and asked: "Master...she just went to the temple to ask for help. She came completely according to the rules, why bother... rush to kill."

"The question you are asking is stupid!" The Lord of Evergreen shook her sleeves, "That woman is a demon from heaven. She is born to be incompatible with my Temple of Evergreen. My temple shoulders the responsibility of rescuing the common people. How can I tolerate this Monsters mess up the world?"

"Monster..." Changsun Wuji smiled, "If...she just wants to leave? Since she just wants to leave, then let her go, won't it be enough?"

The Lord Evergreen suddenly stopped speaking. Half of his face was hidden in the shadow of the ice cave. His expression seemed to be suddenly wearing an ice sculpture mask. The atmosphere in the cave fell silent again, but this time it was not just the killing. But it was dark and difficult to understand, as if there were many secrets hidden under the majestic excuses of the light, all at this moment, through a careless question, quietly surfaced.

For a long while, he said in a flat tone: "You should know that even if this seat is full of magic and is about to ascend, you still cannot do something that violates the rules of the world, otherwise you will be punished by heaven. "

The grandson Wuji listened quietly, and let out a long sigh of enlightenment.

"You can continue to think here, but there is only one result." Palace Master Evergreen looked at him for a long while, and turned around, "You are obsessed, and this seat cannot tolerate you again and again, otherwise, how can you convince the crowd? Tomorrow, I will announce to the whole hall. If she dies in the formation, this seat will let you go. The seat of the Lord is still yours. If she crosses four realms, this seat will put you to death. Together."

Zhang Sun Wuji smiled, and said: "Dui Er's life... I didn't dare to expect to be with her..."

The Lord Evergreen looked at the expression on his face, and saw that he was calm as usual without the slightest regret. A trace of puzzlement passed in his eyes, and he walked down the mountain coldly for a long while.

"You still pray, she will die in the formation!"

==

There are too many dilemmas in life, here and here.

Wu-ki, the grandson, must choose to survive or die, and Meng Fuyao must choose to break through the formation and die or not.

Smoke curled up in the cauldron, and clouds continued to float out. Zhan Beiye and Meng Fuyao looked at each other-the method of breaking the formation was in their hands, and the lifting of the fingers suddenly became the most difficult choice in the world.

Break the formation, even if the tripod does not fall, even if the two are not afraid of falling with the tripod, what about Tiecheng who is still floating in the air outside? He was seriously injured and was still in a coma. Yunxu fell down as soon as he condensed, absolutely unable to save himself.

Not broken, in the **** sleepy cloud and floating realm, as long as you close your eyes a little, it will be ossified and fly ash, and how long can they persist?

Meng Fuyao climbed up to the mouth of the tripod, looked at Tiecheng's position, closer to his side, and thought for a while: "Take him over and fall, and fall with us. The chances of life are better. ."

She fell down sideways, reached out to reach Tiecheng, and joined the two half-cut ropes together, infused with real power and handed Tiecheng to Tiecheng. Behind him, Kitano stood by the Kaning and grabbed her ankle, Meng Fuyao desperately Handed forward, but still a little short of distance.

Zhan Beiye calculated the distance, pulled her down and said: "I'll come, I am taller than you anyway." Meng Fuyao helplessly, the two exchanged positions, and as expected, the fingers of Beiye are worthy of being grasped. Tiecheng placket.

Meng Fuyao almost saw it, and desperately sent her body forward. She stood close to the mouth of the tripod, her chest was rubbing against the side of the tripod. Because she paid too much attention to the actions of Beiye, she didn’t notice that her clothes had been rubbed by the friction. Pulling it apart, the key to the Yunfu Cauldron given by Yunhun had already revealed most of it.

And Master Yuan Bao, who was squatting on the other side of her shoulder, couldn't see it either.

"Enough!" Zhan Beiye suddenly laughed, stretched his fingers and grabbed Tiecheng's lap. Before he recovered his strength, he panted for a few movements, but the smile was extremely bright and joyful, and Meng Fuyao was also happy in his heart. , The unconscious body leans forward.

"Dang!"

The New York of Yunfu rolls down!

It is falling towards the red light flashing gap in the cauldron!

Meng Fu shook his head and saw the soul flies away, raised his hand and grabbed it, but it was too late.

"Ha!"

With a very slight sound, the button of Yunfu fell tightly in the center of the gap.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the world turned over and the light and shadows dazzled, and the wind screamed fiercely from all sides. Meng Fuyao and Beiye stood unstable and rolled in the cauldron. The giant cauldron tumbled and fell, and the two people in the cauldron were swayed by the stars. Bumping from one end to the other, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen. Zhan Beiye struggled to reach for Meng Fuyao. After several falls, she caught her firmly, and both of them vaguely saw Ding Nei Si. The blue charms suddenly flickered and floated slowly, floating on their side as if there was life, and then felt that the world was still, and the heart suffocated, and a loud noise made it almost deaf.

"Boom!"

Dust and smoke rose, frost and snow splashed.

Both of them fainted.

……

There are chirping birds on all sides, accompanied by the faint fragrance of flowers. The fragrance of flowers does not seem to be noble, but like the scent of **** blossoms. April **** is yellow. Smelling the scent, you seem to see home In the field, a huge golden yellow carpet-like rapeseed field, inlaid with green spring grass and willow silk, occasionally on the field, is dotted with a few lively pink peach blossoms. It is the most beautiful spring in the past life, like a painting on top The girl with the downright eyes is so beautiful that she is simple and simple, bright and subtle and silent.

The wind is also very slow, with the unique moisture and fragrance of April, just like the wind blowing in from my window when I was still living in the country in my previous life. At that time, my mother was not sick and she was still in school. As soon as this season came, the mother and daughter brought simple meals and went out for spring. The most visited were the rapeseed flower fields. She sprinkled in the rapeseed flower fields, and her mother used an old-fashioned point-and-shoot camera to take pictures of her without showing up. In any posture, you can enter the scene as soon as you raise your hand and fly. After returning, my mother washes the photos by herself. At night, the mother and daughter meet to look at the photos. My mother always smiles and says: "My house is swinging, and the grimace is beautiful."

Said again: "Fuyao, although rapeseed flowers are inconspicuous, but they are beautiful, your life, no matter where you fall in the future, you have to live brightly."

Live...bright.

Without you, without you, there is always a dark and heavy part in my heart, where can it be bright?

Meng Fuyao slowly opened his eyes, first wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his hands, thinking that he was dreaming again.

She was shocked immediately.

There is really a large field of rapeseed flowers in front of me, with fluffy dog's tail grass growing on the ridge, and a few peach blossoms swaying in the wind.

A peach blossom fell on her face, Meng Fuyao stretched out his hand and grabbed it. The petals in his palm were fragrant and soft, really peach blossoms.

What is going on here?

In my memory, I was clearly in the cold and far north of the Evergreen Mountain, rushing through the four levels of evergreen in the difficult and painful level, and the giant cauldron fell in the third level... Why did you open your eyes and see Spring scene in hometown?

Even the small river under the hillside and the courtyard behind a fence on the other side of the river are exactly the same.

What about the North Field? Where is Yunhen and Yao Xun?

Or... Am I dead? Have you returned to modern times?

For a moment, Meng Fuyao was in ecstasy. The ecstasy had just rushed to the top. He suddenly remembered the unpredictable grandson Wuji, and his smile instantly condensed on his face.

No...no...how can you just leave him and run back to your origin?

How willing? How willing?

In this life, I will fulfill my wishes with peace of mind, and that life will become entanglement again!

How can there be so many difficulties in life?

For an instant, my heart was hot and cold, and the sky was two days of ice and fire. Meng Fuyao felt cold in his palms, his body became weak, and he stepped back and leaned against a tree behind him.

The tree suddenly spoke.

"Why are you touching me?"

It was the voice of War Beiye.

Meng Fuyao was shocked and turned around to see that Zhan Beiye was standing behind her, looking forward with fascination.

Looking at Zhan Beiye in a daze, Meng Fuyao was full of mixed feelings at this time, and he didn't know whether it was disappointment or joy, oh, I still didn't go back...

Suddenly, there was a flash of inspiration in his mind, and Meng Fuyao's expression changed drastically-wouldn't he accidentally bring Zhan Beiye back to modern times?

This guess made her shake her hand. She grabbed Zhan Beiye and asked: "What are you looking at? What did you see? What happened just now?"

"Mingquan Palace is really the most beautiful palace..." Zhan Beiye stared at the front in a daze, and pointed to her in a pretentious manner, "Look, this crape myrtle flower has grown the best, and the flowers bloom every year. The time is the longest. The queen loves that flower. Every time I wash her hair, I put a basin under the flower. The petals fall in the basin, and her hair is dyed with the scent of crape myrtle..."

Meng Fuyao listened in a daze. The more he listened, the creeps grew. He looked sideways at Zhan Beiye. His smile was clear and his eyes were sincere and no jokes. Meng Fuyao suddenly felt that the cold in his heart was coming up, even though he was In this warm April weather, the cold still made her tremble.

"Lagerstroemia..." she murmured in a daze.

"Yes, it smells good?" Zhan Kitano smiled comfortably, his eyes gleaming with joy.

"Mingquan Palace..." Meng Fuyao's voice has almost changed to Shen Yin.

"Yeah." Zhan Beiye pointed to a place to show Meng Fuyao. In Meng Fuyao's eyes, the direction was the river in her hometown. "Mingquan Palace is the palace where my mother and I lived for the longest time. I was a teenager. They all grew up there. Look, there are the words I carved with a knife..."

He smiled at the corner of his mouth, because just now, as if suddenly saw, just in front of the corner of the temple, under the crape myrtle flower, he brought a basin of water, swung her sleeves, shampoo the mother's queen, swung her stupid hand, Shuibo Splashed out, the two looked at each other and smiled...

"You didn't see the **** blossoms?" Meng Fuyao couldn't give up, "There is also the little river... the peach blossom... the hut..."

"What **** blossoms and peach blossoms, what do you look at, it is a crape myrtle flower!" Zhan Beiye was a little dissatisfied that she interrupted the dream, and turned back to look at her angrily.

At that glance, Meng Fuyao was dizzy again.

Walking all the way to the continents of the five continents, I have seen a lot of strange things, but at this moment is the most weird, two people, one place, why do you see two different scenes?

She suddenly thought of Master Yuanbao and Tiecheng, and she turned around without seeing Tiecheng, but saw Master Yuanbao standing in line with them, staring obsessively ahead.

The snow-capped mountains are so beautiful......

Mom’s arms are so warm...

But why did that embrace slowly get colder?

It arched its arms desperately, trying to find the blood and the initial warmth in life, but the claws that held it gradually loosened.

The evergreen divine beast that has one child for a hundred years does not need to mate. It only needs to find the Nine Aperture Fruit at the top of the Evergreen Divine Mountain when the time comes, and naturally it can give birth to the next generation.

With the next generation, the mission of the previous generation is over.

It knows that its life represents the death of its mother. That is the destiny that the Evergreen God Beast can never get rid of, and it will always be an orphan in its lifetime.

That long hundred years, since then it has been alone...

It hugged the cooling mother and buried its head in her arms for a long time.

Suddenly rushed over a fat black shadow, took it in his arms, replaced the mother's embrace, and made a breastfeeding posture...

Ah! That old but not dead, the alien that appeared in the transmission of the Evergreen Divine Beast, that abnormal, breaking the rule of the Evergreen Divine Beast's 100-year replacement, the crazy female rat!

"Squeak!"

The appearance of the black pearl is nothing more than a fierce birth in a beautiful dream, awakening the inadvertent Master Yuanbao in an instant.

It raised its head and met Meng Fuyao's startled black eyes. It was a little embarrassing to think, really, Tianyu is so powerful, it almost caught itself as a local rat.

Master Yuan Bao hurriedly climbed onto Meng Fuyao's shoulders, grabbed her ears and screamed, Meng Fuyao could understand what it said, but in a moment, he also understood.

This is Tianyu.

The last of the four realms.

In my imagination, Tianyu should be like Yunfu, with misty clouds and glorious radiance, high above the terraces and halls, fragrant flowers floating and sinking, and full of heavenly realm.

But not.

Skyland is in my heart.

The place that everyone yearns for and misses most is heaven.

This peace of mind is my hometown, where my dreams and souls are bound up in my life, and what my heart longs for is heaven.

Just like the home she saw when she was a child, her mother was not ill, she was carefree, taking her outing in the most beautiful April sky, the most stable and beautiful childhood in her previous life.

Just like the Mingquan Palace that Zhan Beiye saw, mother and child depended on each other, living in a secluded corner of the palace. At that time, he was still a teenager and his talents were not revealed. The palace and the outside of the palace did not regard him as a thorn in his eyes, and his life of crisis was not complete. At the beginning, he washed his mother's hair under the wisteria flower stand, calm and lighthearted.

"Battle against the North Field." Meng Fuyao said slowly after being silent for a long time, "I am different from you."

Zhan Beiye himself is also a troubled person. Although he was addicted in his heart, he immediately turned his head, his eyes narrowed and said: "A fraud?"

"This is the last stage." Meng Fuyao sighed, "Although I haven't seen what's wrong in this stage, where the murderous intent is, I think it's definitely not right."

Zhan Beiye thought for a while, and gave her the things in his hands. Meng Fuyao took a look and said in a daze: "Ah, how did you get our weapons back?"

"The moment Kanae fell, my hand was shaken loose, and then suddenly I saw you and my weapons passing by. I caught it in a daze during my busy schedule." Zhan Kitano looked dim, "Is that right? Live, I failed to catch Tiecheng..."

Meng Fuyao was silent, knowing that he would not be able to catch even in that situation, let alone the injured Zhan Beiye? I’m very lucky to be able to retrieve the weapon. I just don’t know what happened to Yunfu’s Cauldron and Tiecheng... and Yunhen Yao Xun, will he be implicated on that weird peak...

The life and death unknown to many people weighed heavily on her heart, and heavy objects generally made her feel a little pain. However, she has always been on the road for her life. There is no time or opportunity to indulge in sorrow, and move forward. Go forward and survive yourself, only then can you have a chance to save more people.

So many people have given everything for her path, why does she not work hard?

"Are you tired? Let's rest first and then think of a solution." Meng Fuyao reached out to fight Beiye, lifted his clothes, and took the wound medicine from his arms, "I see if you want to take medicine again--"

Her voice suddenly stopped, and then slowly widened her eyes, and her dark eyes gradually rose to deeper darkness, which was the despair of realization and the wordless heart terror.

Zhan Beiye's back suddenly faded!

The piece originally had big blisters and turned red. After the medicine was applied, the blisters festered and shrank, and white foam appeared, but the skin was still red and damaged. Now, wipe off the medicine and look at the scar, the ulcerated blisters are gone. Only a little white scar remains, and the redness and swelling of the skin has also faded.

The injury is half healed!

But she just gave him the medicine with her hands, and she saw clearly, how could it be back to this in a blink of an eye?

Meng Fuyao understands the time it takes for burns and scalds to heal. When Zong Yue was injured by the Shocking Arrow, she took care of her personally. At that time, Zong Yue had isolated skin on his back, and the blisters would take more than ten days. If he recovers like this, Zhan Beiye is a Xiaoqiang who can't beat him, and he can't be brave enough to this extent. This is completely against the human body's self-healing law.

Did they have been in a coma for more than ten days when they were in Dingluo?

It's impossible.

Meng Fuyao knows that his body is exhausted, but not to the point where the oil is exhausted. With the strength of her and Zhan Beiye, how could it be possible to faint for ten days after a shock? That starved to death.

She was shocked at Zhan Beiye’s back. Zhan Beiye didn’t know what she was looking at. As long as he was with Meng Fuyao, he was in a good mood. As for where he fell, he didn’t care at all. Just kidding: "Hey, are you infatuated with my body? I might as well let you use it."

Meng Fuyao punched him out of anger, put the medicine away, sat aside bitterly, and Zhan Beiye yelled: "I have an injury! You clumsy woman!"

After he finished speaking, he himself felt that it was not right. The injury on his back had been in pain, but now he was beaten by Meng Fuyao with a punch, and there was only a slight pain. What's the matter?

He turned to look at Meng Fuyao, his eyes solemn.

"I think..." Meng Fuyao looked at her nails. Her nails have always grown fast. When she first entered the country, she cut them to facilitate fights. Now the nails have grown a lot. "Just now I beat The moment you punched, how long has the time passed?"

Zhan Beiye understood what she meant, his eyes trembled, and he said for a while: "Or, so to speak, how long can our lifespan last?"

Meng Fuyao hugged his knees silently, looking at the rapeseed field on the other side, silent, heaven, heaven, one day in the sky, a thousand years on earth.

They are obsessed with the paradise of the heart. The minutes and seconds that linger here may be a day, ten, one month, or a year, and during this time, what will happen Variety?

What’s worse is that time has accelerated, and the body’s metabolic changes and aging seem to also accelerate. In other words, this fascinating paradise of the heart does not need to be used by any killer, as long as they wait for their death. .

Wait for them, die old.

Yimeng, Nanke.

"You can't sit and wait." Meng Fuyao pulled Zhan Beiye to his feet, "We have to find a way to break the formation."

She looked at Master Yuan Bao with a questioning gaze, but Master Yuan Bao looked back at her blankly. In the past, there were only illusions in the heavens, which could lure people toward the heart demon. The most obsessive thing in the world is the heart. The devil can live through thousands of mountains and rivers, and can't pass his own heart. There is no specific way to break the law at this level, and it depends entirely on his own will.

I thought that Meng Fuyao had this will. Don’t worry about this last level. However, I don’t want to change the universe again. It seems that he was summoned by the palace master with a magical technique, superimposed on time, or introduced by the technique of time and space movement. Xianyu, in short, it has no experience this time.

Meng Fu patted it and happily said: "Poor mouse, fortunately you have the same life span as a human, otherwise maybe I see your old dead body now."

Master Yuan Bao imagined his old dead body, the hair is terrifying...

"Ah, this tripod is still there." Meng Fuyao walked around, and suddenly saw the cloud floating tripod lying obliquely in the dirt behind the fence, and said in surprise, "Break the fence..."

"Yes, I smashed the flower stand in the backyard of Mingquan Palace..." Zhan Beiye echoed with a pity.

Meng Fuyao twitched the corners of his mouth, not wanting to continue this weird conversation, walked a few steps, and suddenly there was a flower.

In a daze, I felt the light and shadows floating in front of my eyes, floating past countless floating and shiny blue spell-like writings.

Meng Fuyao was stunned, and then took another look. The tripod was still the original tripod. There was nothing unusual around her. She asked Zhan Beiye: "Did you see anything just now?"

"No."

Meng Fuyao's eyes shook again, passing those spells. She read them all and wrote them down. Maybe it will be useful in the future.

"The tripod made a hole?" Zhan Beiye suddenly stepped forward and moved the tripod away, "Look."

Behind the giant cauldron, there is indeed a cave opening. The strange thing is that the opening is upward.

"It won't be the way to the fairyland." Meng Fuyao reluctantly joked, "You see, although the scenes in our eyes are different, the cave behind the tripod actually looks the same."

"Go in and take a look." Zhan Beiye looked around. They had already traveled all over this place. The endless Mingquan Palace, the endless **** field that could not be walked out, could not find any The place where the formation broke was only the opening in front of him, which seemed like an opportunity.

Although knowing that the opportunity may be murder, it is better than waiting anxiously for oneself to grow old in such an eternal immutability.

"Squeak!" Master Yuan Bao suddenly yelled behind him, rushing over to stop them.

"Can't go?" Meng Fuyao knelt down, Master Yuanbao hesitated. It also felt that this should be an opportunity, but all the opportunities in the four realms were hidden, and going, it was probably a dead end.

Meng Fuyao understood the look in its eyes, and said in silence for a while: "I don't want to die here, let alone watch you slowly grow old in front of me until you die. The big deal is a happy death, better than a slow cut with a soft knife."

"Yes! If you want to die, have a good time!" Zhan Beiye vigorously agreed, and moved away from Lord Yuanbao, striding forward.

Meng Fuyao followed afterwards, and Master Yuan Bao reluctantly followed.

The stairs are very narrow, and only one person can climb it. It looks like a bit of heaven. There are smoke and clouds on all sides, and the surrounding scenery can’t be seen clearly. The tall and straight long steps are all the way up, as if extending into Skyrim.

Meng Fuyao sighed and said: "It's so tall..."

Zhan Beiye said: "Ping Lu."

The two looked at each other and suddenly understood that the scenery on both sides of Yunfu's Cauldron remained the same, leaving the surroundings of Yunfu's Cauldron, the scenes under their eyes were separated again.

The War North Field gets hotter and hotter.

He walked on the deep corridor in Mingquan Palace. The corridor where the earth dragon was burned was covered with thick shark gauze. It was airtight on all sides and warm as spring. This corridor led to the mother’s bedroom, weak His mother can't blow the wind, but every time he walks, he feels the heat.

Meng Fuyao got colder as he walked.

The ground is full of shining ice and snow, the rugged rocks on all sides are full of ice, the wind on the top of the mountain roars, and the heart is shaved like ice skates, and the peak is faintly high into the sky, still deep in the clouds, Meng Fuyao tightened his clothes, his luck resisted the heart-destructive icy wind, wondering how could this place stay? This wind, this wind, also blows people to death.

She walked more and more slippery. At this time, it was nearly a thousand meters high. When she looked up, in the roaring wind and snow, she could vaguely see a hole on the top of the peak.

Ice cave.

Meng Fuyao glanced at the hole, and felt in his heart. In a daze, the familiar pain of seeing new blood on the snow that day appeared again, it was colder than the ice wind, and she was shocked. After a chill, under this ice cave, I was stunned.

The corners of the robe at his feet moved slightly. Meng Fu shook his head and looked down. Master Yuan Bao was pulling her robe and beckoning her to leave.

At this time, Meng Fuyao has already abandoned the warning of "If you are in trouble, follow the guidance of ingots", she may be hesitant to consider other things, but at this moment, her heart is beating all over her body. The blood was surging, and I wanted to tell her a question she had been worrying about for a long time. How could she give up now?

Pat Master Yuanbao, she turned around and climbed up without hesitation.

The wind and snow cover the face, the glacier hangs upside down, and there is no platform on the peak, only the ice cave, which looks like a huge pinhole, passing through 90,000 miles of wind.

Before Meng Fuyao reached the ice cave, he wiped off the snow mist hanging on his eyelashes, thinking that in this ghost place, whoever wants to live here will not survive for a few days.

She wiped out the snow foam and raised her eyes.

Then she froze suddenly.

The ice sculpture is frozen there.

On the opposite side, in the middle of the ice cave, on the high torture frame, nailed to the man in the light purple robe, four thick and long golden nails, passing through his wrists and shoulders, firmly nailed him to the frame, front The back of the heart is facing the fierce ice wind like a knife, and the old and new blood on the giant nail frame and chains are all condensed into **** crushed ice, overlapping layers, shocking, that person is black The hair was loose, his head hung slightly, his face could not be clearly seen, only a pale forehead was exposed.

That is... that is...

Meng Fuyao's whole body began to tremble suddenly, first trembling slightly, and then the more trembling became more intense, the more trembling became more crazier, the broken ice and snow falling on her body, because of the tremor, each other struck each other, making a subtle clanking sound , That kind of sound made Meng Fuyao feel that his whole body joints and blood were frozen, stiff, collided, turbulent...... shattered into a thousand pieces, and the blood filled the sky!

"Promise!"

She let out a scream suddenly, raising her leg and running!

She ran so fast and so fiercely that Gao Jue martial arts couldn't control her body in an instant. The moment she jumped up and hit her knee on the ice cliff, the blood dripped, and the dripping blood was frozen by the ice wind. It also congealed into blood ice, and was crushed by Meng Fuyao's fierce movements.

She stepped on her own blood and used the fastest light work she could do in her life!

The white shadow flashed, Master Yuan Bao rushed out to stop her on the road, and she passed over like a ghost with a flick of her head.

The shadow flashed, and Zhan Beiye rushed over.

In his hallucinations, he just walked to his mother's palace, and vaguely heard the sound of struggling in the palace, the sound of cracking and breaking bottles.

His heart pounded, and he was about to lift the curtain to see when he was suddenly awakened by the strange appearance of Meng Fuyao behind him.

The finger that opened the curtain fell immediately, and he turned to stop Meng Fuyao.

Meng Fuyao's premature eruption prevented the moment he opened the curtain, otherwise he would see his mother raped by his father.

Because he couldn't see it, Zhan Beiye was still awake. He shot very quickly, and the long sword had already been stopped in front of Meng Fuyao. Without hesitation, he knocked on her knees with the hilt.

Meng Fuyao leaped to avoid him, and when he turned over, he rushed in that direction, shouting: "Wuji! Wuji!"

Above the summit, in the ice cave, the dying grandson Wuji on the torture frame seemed to hear her call and suddenly raised his head.

The corners of his mouth were stained with blood, and he smiled at her.

Meng Fuyao instantly turned black with heartache and almost fell. She threw herself into the cold icy wind and shouted: "Wait for me, I will save you, I will save you——"

The long-term Sun Wuji smiled slightly, his lips squirmed, and said a word.

Meng Fuyao couldn't understand what that sentence was. She was just fighting with the icy wind and broken snow, fighting with Master Kitano Yuanbao who tried to stop her, and ran in that direction desperately: "I'll save you! I! Come—"

On the other side, after Changsun Wuji finished speaking, he seemed to be at an end and let out a sigh of relief.

He then suddenly lowered his head slightly.

A breath of heat, silently dissipating between the heaven and the earth.

"嚓——"

Meng Fuyao seemed to hear the sound of life breaking.

Or, is it the sound of your own heart breaking in an instant?

She banged, fell straight down in the air, and fell heavily on the ground. She was hurt, but she didn't know the pain. She stared blankly at the silent person in the middle of the ice cave.

Wuji...Wuji...

"Ah!"

She raised her head suddenly and screamed with her head up.

The cry of heartbreaking, weeping and **** wailing, like black lightning and iron haze, surging in the dark sky with wind and snow, wherever it passes, the sky is full of flesh and flesh, plowing out The **** earth!

In the scream, she suddenly heard the last sentence just now.

"Dying for you, I am willing."

Die for you, die for you, die for you...

Die for me, die for me, die for me...

Who died for whom? Who died for whom...

Who deserves to die, who deserves to die, who deserves to die...

Countless voices like Dalu Hong Zhong, rushing from the distant sky, roaring into her ears, knocking her on the verge of crushing and crazy consciousness over and over, reminding her again and again: Die...

Sinner Sinner Sinner Sinner...

Meng Fuyao jumped up.

With a flick of a hand, Killing Sky flicked the reddish snow light in mid-air and swept straight towards the throat!

She wants to kill!

Kill the sinner!

"Choke!"

The swords intersected, and a star flower was exploded in the air. Meng Fu shook his horizontal knife and backhanded, aggressively pushing the combat Beiye back, and another stab into his heart!

"Choke!"

The scarlet sword was placed on the knife again, and Meng Fu was very angry. At this moment, she fell into the sound of the soul-destroying Hong Zhong and Dalu, and her consciousness was all stimulated by the tragic death of "Long Sun Wuji was tortured to death". When she was on the verge of collapse, she swung her knife wildly, and all her moves were killing both ends with the loss-whoever stopped her, died together!

She lost control of her pain, but Beiye was still awake in the battle, and she would never be able to fight like Meng Fuyao. The two were originally between the uncles, but now Beiye retreats steadily. Come over and cut a **** mouth on his knee.

The blood spattered, and the blood seemed to irritate Meng Fuyao even more. She immediately returned to the sword and wanted to kill herself, and Beiye ignored her injury and stopped. The two fought together, fighting in the dark, bright and scarlet wind of the sword. Suddenly, Zhan Beiye had another wound on one side of his waist.

The thick eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and Zhan Beiye's heart suddenly became cold.

At this moment, Fuyao can't stop him. He can't beat her cruelly, nor can he fight her hard, but Fuyao's strength is too strong. If this continues, he will die first, and then she will die.

He is not afraid of death, and he does not think there is anything wrong with dying with Fuyao, but he does not want Fuyao to die like this crazy, her eyes are blood red, it is obvious that she is immersed in the worst nightmare in the world, let her To die with such a nightmare is too cruel.

Listening to her calling Changsun Wuji, she is full of him, right?

She has a vast heart, and she can only accommodate the love of two people.

Zhan Beiye smiled dimly. Some things were unwilling to give up, and some things were already known to him. At the beginning, he wanted to work hard, but then suddenly realized that for her overwhelmed, fierce fighting would only Let her avoid further.

After that, persistence is no longer called persistence. It has become a habit and responsibility has become the most common continuation like eating and sleeping. This continuation goes deep into the blood and bones and cannot be parted anymore.

Isn't it death?

If someone dies in front of her, she should be able to get her sober?

If... if she still has his place in her heart, then his death should wake her up?

Zhan Beiye stopped suddenly, turned the hilt upside down, and thrust his long sword into Meng Fuyao's hand.

Meng Fuyao swung the knife fiercely, unexpectedly a long sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and stopped in a daze. He heard the opposite man say:

"From birth to death, my sword will be with me."

Meng Fuyao swept over with a sword.

"So, when I handed the sword to you, my life was already handed over to you." Zhan Beiye didn't move, not letting go.

Meng Fuyao shook, the sword in his hand suddenly stopped, and his fingers trembled slightly, vaguely recognizing this deja vu in the chaos and noise.

"You can't don't." Zhan Beiye doesn't look at the tip of the sword, but only looks at her, his tone is his always calm domineering, for the central demon, soft words are useless, only use heavier than her Her momentum conquered her.

"Otherwise, my freed sword will pass through your chest and be inserted into the world and five continents. Once you go, you will never return." Meng Fuyao trembled again.

Five continents...Five continents...

With the death of one person, the blood of the common people...

The tip of the sword in his hand was shining brightly under the ice and snow, swaying a little blood. It was the blood of War Northfield. The tip of the sword was already in the flesh, but he did not make any concessions and pressed forward, even slightly forward. Step, let the blood flow more urgent and dazzling.

"Kill me."

Meng Fu shook his feet subconsciously and moved back slightly.

The fierce clamor was still ringing, and her head was about to explode, but the familiar sonorous tone and familiar domineering expression in her ears vaguely told her that this person, The same cannot be hurt.

A trace of joy flashed in Zhan Beiye's eyes, and he took a step forward, and Meng Fuyao backed away.

"Don't you kill me?" Zhan Beiye looked at the blood flowing from the tip of the sword, his eyes were deep, "Then...change my sword and pass through your heart."

He suddenly shot!

Pinching the tip of the sword in front of his chest with the fingertips, Zhan Beiye slammed the hilt towards Meng Fuyao's chest in the direction of the sword!

Seize the power first, then control it!

When the round sword hilt was hit, the wind sounded harshly, and Beiye didn't spare any effort to shoot at this moment!

Fuyao was already strong, and it was so easy to seize her ambition. If you miss it this time, there will be no chance!

The hilt hit, and Meng Fuyao, who was still dazed just now, subconsciously leaned forward and turned upside down. She reacted very sensitively at this time, far more than usual.

Falling in midair, the ice cave suddenly swooped down from the field of vision and hit her eyes directly. Those blood-stained torture frames and pale face instantly poured into her mind. Meng Fuyao yelled and banged. Get out.

I don’t know what I ran into, the burden behind me was smashed away, and the sky full of things scattered all the way, Meng Fuyao vaguely saw a little blood jade lotus floating up, and for a moment she thought vaguely , This lotus... when did it come back? Could it be that Zong Yue stuffed it into his sleeve?

Together with the lotus flower, the wind on all sides shook the cold, and the black, yellow, and red light and shadow of the large white flowers passed by, continuous into colorful lines, the whistling wind faintly sounded like Zen and singing like Brahman The whispering voice, morning bells and evening drums, the sea rolled around, and the light of blue charms slowly appeared in front of my eyes. Those charms floated slightly in the red light of the blood jade lotus, and then my "killing the sky" slowly floated. Transparent writing appeared in the turning of the light, corresponding to those spells one by one.

Vaguely, I heard a voice whispering in my ear all the time, the low voice circling back and forth, floating in the light and shadow.

"My love, come back today."

==

Return...

Meng Fuyao closed his eyes and plunged into darkness.

Open your eyes, it's still dark.

I don't know where it is, where it is, or even whether I am alive or dead.

The body is thick, and I can't see the darkness of my five fingers. I vaguely feel that my body is floating, like the feeling in the realm of Yunfu, but it is not like that of Yunfu. She only felt that she was very light and flexible, floating like a feather between heaven and earth.

However, it is this lightness, this feeling of being unable to touch anything and not getting close, makes her very desperate-dead, she must be dead, not only dead, it seems that the soul has also been beaten into ten There are eight levels of hell, and you can never live beyond.

As soon as he thought that he wanted a person to float forever in this endless darkness, Meng Fuyao felt that he might as well let himself die again and see if he could die completely.

She went to find her knife.

The knife is gone.

Ah... By the way, once you become a soul, where can mortal weapons kill you?

Meng Fuyao opened her eyes wide and floated, and the cloud of smoke rolled in her mind. The heart-piercing scene rushed to her heart again. She instantly closed her eyes and pressed her hand to her heart, trying to stop the sudden pain.

The scene of the ice cave is so vivid, so vivid that his expression is so meticulous and true, she intuitively thinks that the scene is not a fantasy, it is real, it is real...

Thinking about this, it was difficult to breathe and his hands and feet were cold, Meng Fuyao stretched out his hand and hugged himself tightly against the cold.

The surrounding extreme darkness and extreme silence, to a vacuum, did not even sound a breath of life and red dust. Meng Fuyao knew that this kind of crippling silence and absolute darkness was very dangerous and could arouse people’s hearts. The darkness and madness, once this state stays for a long time, then it is not mad, it is also dead.

She didn't want to die of madness after being tortured by this silent darkness without any reaction.

This eternal darkness, this dull night, this life with blood and tears all the way...tired, really tired...

The tinnitus is faintly constant, and someone is constantly babbling in the ear: it is better to go back, it is better to go back...

It's better to go back.

Just forget it.

I can’t go out, and I don’t seem to want to go out anymore. Life is too bitter. It takes so many lives to pave the way to escape. Why, why?

Meng Fuyao sighed slightly, his luck sinking, reaching his heart.

When the shock is broken, it is over, no longer suffering from yourself, let alone dragging others down.

Her true power rushes toward the heart pulse without hesitation.

A plume of blue smoke suddenly floated in front of him.

Meng Fuyao shook, and the qi stopped. She looked at the front carefully, and a piece of smoke curled up straight above. It was obviously a firework like burning wood.

The smoke was faint and could not illuminate anything, but instantly brightened her gloomy self-suffering thoughts.

It turns out...someone is here.

It turns out...you can still see the red dust and fireworks.

It turns out...this darkness is not eternal and unbreakable, and I no longer have to be driven crazy by this absolute darkness.

The red fireworks look so smart, floating around in the sky, changing into various shapes. Meng Fu stared intently and almost obsessively, never realizing that cigarettes could be so beautiful.

She didn't know where the smoke came from, but she immediately cheered up and took back the true power that forced her heart.

The most desperate moment hasn’t arrived... Even if it’s the most desperate moment, she shouldn’t be suicidal, she wants to go out, she wants revenge, her responsibility is still unfinished, and the road ahead is still unfinished, so what reason is there? ?

After Zhenli received, she suddenly felt something strange in her body, and suddenly many words popped up in her mind. These words seemed to be practice techniques, and they were somewhat familiar. She thought for a while, and suddenly remembered before she fell into a coma. The strange scene at that moment.

She remembered that a blue charm appeared on all sides at that moment, and then her own "Killing the Sky" also floated, and the symbol on "Killing the Sky" lit up, connected with those charms... No, that's not a charm, that clearly Also a word!

It's the other half of the word!

The characters on "Killing the Sky" are radicals!

These two things are added together to form a word, it is a practice!

In an instant, she remembered that she had a movement in her heart when she saw those "spells" when she entered the Cauldron of Yunfu, but she didn't remember why her inspiration was touched. Now she understands. At that time, she had read the half of the words on "Slaying the Sky". When I saw "Talisman" again, I had actually associated these two things together, but I couldn't catch it for a while.

The moment before the coma, those words were grouped together under the refraction of the light, and they flashed through her mind very vividly, but the flashing shadows were deep in her memory, and she couldn't forget it.

What’s even better is that she read this exercise silently in her heart. She felt that it was very similar to the gale book that was caught under the sea. Many places can confirm each other. There were some difficulties in her mind before. Time is easy to solve.

Meng Fuyao refreshed, and sat cross-legged to practice. Before practicing, he first gratefully glanced up at the smoke.

This ray of smoke is really important to her.

At the moment when she was invaded by the heart demon in the coldest, most tired and desperate, this smoke saved her like a pair of flimsy but warm hands.

She discarded distracting thoughts and concentrated on her practice. She didn't know the year of the sun and the moon, nor did she want to know the year of the sun and the moon. She just looked up at the front every once in a while.

The smoke and light intermittently, but never stopped.

This smoke is like a signal, a signal of "I am here, I am waiting for you, I will accompany you", supporting Meng Fuyao, persevering in the emptiness and terrifying darkness, and concentrate on doing his own thing.

This smoke makes her feel that she has not been abandoned by the world, and will never be alone. Even if fate tortures her to fight the smoke invisible, it is her hope and her spiritual pillar.

In the darkness and silence, Meng Fuyao felt that his body was getting brighter and brighter. The flow of true qi originally needed to pass through the meridians, but now it has spread all over his body, and the depths of the dantian where the true qi is spinning vaguely A tiny lotus, the lotus is warm and clean, blooming in the sea of ​​air.

The lotus...like the flower in the palm of Promise.

Meng Fuyao felt a pain in her heart when she thought of this, and she hurriedly reduced her mind. Before the practice was completed, she didn't dare to indulge herself and get into trouble again.

I don't know that after a few days, Meng Fuyao opened his eyes one day, and suddenly felt the sky and the earth bright.

She was overjoyed, thinking that she was out of trouble, and it was not her surroundings but her hands that brightened up again.

The palm of the hand was originally jade-white, but now it can turn into slightly transparent by stimulating the zhenqi, but the fingertips are still red. The ten fingers are slender, tender red on the tip, and look like ten wonderful petals.

She moved in anger, and her body suddenly sank slowly. The body that had been floating for a long time finally fell.

Meng Fuyao was overjoyed, stood up straight and walked two steps, the light in his hand was shining slightly, according to the messy hair that she had not combed and scattered.

A piece of hair, floating in front of my eyes.

Meng Fuyao saw it at first glance, but didn't care, just thinking, this hair color is a bit strange? She thought it was the color of the light from her hands, and she folded her hair carelessly.

The moment her hair started, she was suddenly startled.

That's...white hair.

Grey hair!

Meng Fuyao looked at the gray hair idiotically, remembering the fast passing time in the realm of heaven, how long had the outside world passed during the time he was trapped in his practice? White hair...I was surprised to see the white hair. Could it be that I have grown old during this period of time?

The confidant flicks his finger at the old, and she is beautiful in an instant, and in an instant, the temple is already starring.

Meng Fuyao gently pulled all of his hair. He thought he would see a silver thread, but fortunately, it was really just "stars on the temples".

She raised her hand and touched her face again. She was afraid that she would touch her face with chicken skin, but it was okay. The skin under her palm was smooth and seemed to feel better than before.

She sat down and didn't rush out first, but quietly, trying to digest her shock.

When I turned my head, I saw the smoke reappear.

==

Smoke curled up from the fire.

However, what burned on the fire turned out not to be branches or trees, but half of a boot.

Zhan Beiye sat next to the fire, with a haggard face and barely clothed, carefully adding to the fire.

He has the other half of the boots on his side, carefully put them aside, ready to burn next time, who knows when Meng Fuyao will come out? In order to maintain this continuous smoke, and not to let her be driven crazy by the darkness, all the things that can be burned around here were burned out, and finally he started to burn his robe and hair band to burn all the things that could be burned on his body, and the clothes were peeled off layer by layer. When he came down, he was immersed in the fire. Although it was an illusion in the heaven, he stayed in Mingquan Palace in winter, and everything was real. The winter weather in Dahan was not easy. He almost took off his clothes. Clean, in the cold winter wind, I had to work constantly to resist the cold. At night, I was very tired and fell asleep. He was awakened by a dream that was either immediately frozen or extinguished by the fire. These days, he almost failed to close his eyes properly. He lost a lot of weight in an instant

There was a smashing sound behind him. He turned his head and saw Master Yuanbao dragging something over. It was a small leaf. I don’t know how far it had traveled to find it. Zhan Beiye cherished it and accepted it. Touched its head.

He carefully pressed the leaves under half of his broken boots. Now even a leaf is good. Who knows when the fire will go out? It would be good to be able to illuminate Fuyao for a moment, even for a moment.

He collected the leaves like a jade seal, and put his bare feet under his legs in the cold wind, so as to keep a little bit of heat-Jin Zun Yugui overlooks the world, Emperor Dahan, even if he has been chased and killed in his life. He has always been so embarrassed, but he has never felt bitter--for Meng Fuyao, there is no suffering.

He was afraid that she would not give him a chance and let him suffer for her.

Master Yuan Bao sat quietly beside him, looking at the Fang Ding-Meng Fuyao was in the Ding, but the cover of the Ding had been sealed, they could not get in anyway, they were very worried that Meng Fuyao would train inside. Dan had no choice but to do nothing. In the end, Zhan Beiye saw a small convection hole on the top and bottom of the tripod. Every day, he raised fire to the small hole, hoping that the smoke could tell her-he was there. He is always there.

Zhan Beiye’s gaze fell behind the tripod, and behind it was the Evergreen Mountain and the white snow—in fact, the realm of heaven had already been broken, and when Meng Fuyao fell inexplicably into the radiance, a huge tripod crashed. After that, the continuous peaks of the Evergreen Divine Mountain were revealed. Zhan Beiye knew that as long as he walked out and crossed the tripod, he would be able to completely leave this damned universe, and would avoid the rapid flow of time in this universe to the years and time. The passing away, however, he did not.

He chose to sit in front of the tripod without leaving a step, burning all the things that could be burned, and maintaining a ray of eternal hope for Meng Fuyao in the darkness.

Zhan Beiye raised his head and looked at the pale blue ancient cauldron, with dark eyes like ebony, as if to fall on Meng Fuyao in the cauldron through the impenetrable cauldron.

Shuyao.

I am willing to spend my whole life with you to grow old together.

==

The sky gradually darkened, and together with the small fire, the flames fell dimly, and looked like a dying struggle—the boots were also burned out.

Zhan Beiye sighed and looked around anxiously. He couldn't find anything to burn. He hesitated to look at himself... Well, you can't take off your trousers and burn, right?

I cherished the last leaf, and Zhan Beiye rubbed it in his hand for a while, sighed helplessly, and carefully put the leaf into the fire.

As soon as the leaves entered the fire, the flames lighted up slightly, and there was a sudden bright on all sides, and then there was a loud noise!

Zhan Beiye thought for a moment that the leaf was a gunpowder bomb and exploded in the fire!

But in a blink of an eye he woke up and looked up in ecstasy.

In front of me, the blue giant cauldron, which has been closed for these days, suddenly changed its color and turned white, as if it had been grilled and became brittle, and it cracked!

The broken tripod body splashed around, and heavy blue fragments of unidentified material whizzed in the air like shooting stars, smashing the Mingquan Palace in the phantom of Zhan Beiye into ruins, but Zhan Beiye was already distressed. He tilted his head slightly and looked at the woman in the middle of the fragment with flying clothes.

The woman’s long hair and robe danced in the hunting wind, and her long sky-sleeved figure was as light as petals, but the lightness also contained extreme dignity and dignity. The shallow moonlight outlined her outline, a delicate The superb profile was shining brightly, like a bright moon floating in the clouds.

When she turned her face, she was still her usual face, but Zhan Beiye suddenly felt that her eyes were bright, and a peerless lotus blossomed suddenly between the heaven and the earth.

She turned her face and saw Zhan Beiye, and immediately showed a warm and pleasant look.

Such a vision made Zhan Beiye, who was not accustomed to a moment’s accustomed, immediately relieved--this vision is unique to Swinging, and the facts have also proved that no matter how she reborns with lotus, she is still bright, The warm, lively and proud Meng Fuyao.

Meng Fuyao fell from mid-air, stepped on a piece of broken tripod, walked towards him, and looked at her closer, only to find that her eyebrows seemed to be a little wider, and her complexion was more brilliant, although her appearance remained unchanged. Her expression became more noble and dignified. Zhan Beiye looked at her deeply, only thinking that she was her and not her at the moment, but suddenly he knew so vividly in his heart that from now on, she really will not It's his her.

He raised his face, his dark gaze was at the end of the world, and the moment he crossed the mountain, he did not hear the sound of the lonely flute. From then on, she bloomed in the water, and he swept across the beauty of his head in his life. Forever lost in the lightning, and forever a lone traveler in the wilderness of years.

But it’s okay. He was the first to witness her beauty. He has accompanied her on the hardest road. There are deep marks in her life, and she sheds shadows in every shallow day that belongs to her. Leaning horizontally, as if the sleeves of her clothes can't wipe the light and shadow of the sun, she will never wipe his existence.

Zhan Beiye looked at her, so slowly, but still smiled clearly, and responded to her warmth.

Immediately his gaze fell on her sideburn, frowning slightly imperceptibly because of the glare of whiteness... Has time passed so long? She gave birth to gray hair, what about herself?

He doesn't want to see it. From now on, young or old, Ufa or Cangyan, has no meaning to him.

"Let's go." Standing up and facing her, he didn't say the difficulty of waiting these days, didn't say the difficulty of maintaining the fire, didn't say those who were hungry and tired, and didn't even remember that he was unclothed, he Frankly greeted her and led her out.

Meng Fuyao's eyes rolled over him, and then fell on the small fire. She immediately understood what he had done, her eyes softened slightly and said: "Is it cold?"

Zhan Beiye then remembered his embarrassment, let go, his face flushed slightly, Meng Fuyao rarely saw him blush, couldn't help but smile, and looked away.

Hmm... She didn't see anything, didn't see his broad chest and strong physique, didn't see his beautiful wide shoulders and thin waist and smooth skin...

"I don't know what's going on outside." In an awkward silence, she took the initiative to change the subject, gently pulled out one of her white hair, and said: "I'm so afraid of the vicissitudes of life..."

I'm afraid of the vicissitudes of life, and looking back, I can't find the person I'm looking for.

"We are here, probably *days, not very long." Zhan Kitano said slowly, "but I don't know *days here, how long it will be after going out."

He showed a worried look, looked out of Yuntian, and said in a deep voice: "But hope it won't be too long, but hope it won't cause things that shouldn't happen..."

==

However, just as Zhan Beiye feared, nine months have passed in the outer realm of the heavenly realm. During these nine months, because of the unknown life and death of Meng Fuyao in the northern field, extreme events occurred on the Wuzhou Continent. Great turmoil.

The commander of the fifth army in Dawan, the marshal of soldiers and horses, Ji Yu, suddenly proposed to attack the firmament, but was opposed by the old and respectful prime minister Fengwu. The two ministers of civil and military power debated endlessly in the court, and the face of the "queen" standing high on the throne Sluggish without saying a word, the Manchu dynasty civil and military fell into a battle of tongues and debates, and secretly sighed. Since the queen succeeded to the throne, the original domineering and aura seemed to have disappeared. The gradual stability of Dawan's political affairs seems to be necessary. stable.

From outside, Ji Yu, who was in power but not a native of Dawan, was almost opposed by the vast majority of courtiers. In his anger, Marshal Ji gathered his forces and fired three cannons, and turned back.

He didn’t oppose Dawan, he only borrowed his own soldiers from Queen Fufeng, and joined forces with Queen Fufeng Yalanzhu to drill and prepare warships in Fufeng Ohai. The heroes lined up, and the tiger looked down at the sky across the sea. .

Of course, Feng Wu couldn’t let his country’s generals just turn around. He hurriedly entered the palace and asked for the right to transfer troops. Before Ji Yu, as the queen’s first cron, firmly controlled the palace, and Ji Yu was absent, so he saw the queen alone. However, after this meeting, he came out with a pale face and cold sweat.

That night, Prime Minister Feng stayed up all night. In the secret room of his study, he was meditating for a long time at the memorial tablet of the ancestor of the Feng family that he secretly hid. The blue candlelight flickered, reflecting his changeable face, his eyes were excited and hesitant. His hands were twisted tightly together, as if he was embarrassed by a certain decision.

At dawn, Feng Wuyi raised his head and saw the map of the continents of the five continents above the study. His eyes darkened suddenly, then he sighed and stood up slowly.

In the end, Dawan did not relocate soldiers and horses again. Regarding Ji Yu’s rebellion, Prime Minister Feng made the decision that, given that General Ji took away most of his country’s soldiers and horses, the remaining military power would have to protect the capital. It is no longer appropriate to deploy troops to fight far across other countries, and the people who have been displaced for many years should also be recuperated.

As soon as this theory came out, although Baiguan was a little strange, he was relieved and praised the prime minister for his kindness and the people's livelihood. Facing the hero Ji Yu, who was born in the Great Black Wind Rider, he had not fought for many years. General Dawan didn't want to die.

There was an unusual move on Dawan's side, and Xiao Qi, who got the news that the war Beiye was lost in the sky, has also opened the letter left by the war Beiye. The action Xiao Qi will naturally follow it. His Majesty’s imperial decree did it, but to successfully enter the firmament, only through the Fufeng Extremity Sea Valley, which can be calm and calm only in mid-June each year, even if Xiao Qi wanted to send troops northward, he couldn’t get through it for a while.

At this moment, the Lord of Evergreen made an exception to the world, announced his relationship with Changsun Wuji, designated him as the next heir to the Lord, and praised Changsun Wuji for his wisdom in the Wuzhou Edict. Ji Wushuang is the master of the firmament.

The book doesn’t clearly say how Changsun Wou-ki has a wise strategy of unparalleled civility and martial arts, and how to plan the overall situation for a good business, but anyone who knows the inside story in Dahan, and anyone with a little bit of mind can draw from this.-Changsun Wuji Killed Zhan Beiye.

If you change this matter to someone else, you may also consider the consequences before making a decision. If you change to Xiaoqi, he is only loyal to your majesty’s decree, and he clearly knows the relationship between Changsun Wuji and Zhan Beiye. The two have been on the border between the two countries. Before tit-for-tat, each other intends to encroach on each other's land, but Changsun Wuji had eaten the Changhan Mountains of Dahan quietly, saying that Changsun Wuji killed Beiye, he believed 11 million.

After reading the book left by Zhan Beiye, he took the half of the tiger charm, and immediately summoned the soldiers and horses, and the army would be deployed within a month.

Even though Xiao Qi is straight, he is not a fool. A long-time warrior, he knows how to use troops. He has not announced the disappearance of Beiye to anyone, but he is not worried about Wuji's reason for sending troops. He went to the prison to capture a group of death row prisoners, dressed and killed them at the border between the two countries, and then called these people Wuji spies to spy on Dahan's intentions. Emperor Dahan was furious, and he was bound to teach the bold Wuji country a lesson. So much.

In February of the second year, Dahan sent his troops to the south, smashing the boundary monument, and sent his troops infinitely.

At the same time, Shangyuan, who had been suppressed and controlled extremely miserably by the Promise Nation, joined forces with the Liangrong tribes in the southern border of the Promise Nation and sent troops to capture Yao City within three days. The Promise Nation immediately faced the dilemma of facing three enemies at the same time and attacking both internally and externally.

Shangyuan and Liangrong originally thought that sending troops with Dahan at the same time would be considered an ally. They just took advantage of the situation to divide the southern border of the Promise Nation. They didn’t want Xiaoqi to disobey this time. In his opinion, Yao Cheng is not Promise, Yao Cheng is Meng Fuyao's, how can Meng Fuyao's site get involved with those southern barbarians? In the end, he was no longer in a hurry to fight the border states of Wuji. First, he went to grab Yaocheng and wanted to help Meng Fuyao get it back. The Wuji defender didn't understand his intentions and fought all the way to intercept. So the one who fought was the one who saved the city and defended the city. No one was saved, Dahan, Wuji, Shangyuan, and Liangrong fought into a chaotic battle.

In the most chaotic moment, something happened again in Liang Rong. A girl who was more than ten years old was born. She assassinated the leader of Liang Rong and fought for the throne. A **** and thunderous style of killing suddenly came from Meng Fuyao. The style quickly subdued the Liangrong tribe. At this time, the girl revealed her identity as Naier, the daughter of the former King of North Rong. The King of North Rong was exiled and the tribe was living in the grassland. She has gradually fallen into decline, but in the past few years, she has been in the dark. With the support, the recuperation and rejuvenation gradually prospered. At this time, the two Rongs were in chaos again. Dao Naier saw this opportunity to take advantage of the situation, but after taking over as the king of the two Rongs, he announced his withdrawal and gave up the opportunity to compete for the Promise South, threatening not to take advantage of others. Rong heroes, only personally fight against His Majesty Wuji.

At this time, the Wuji country has always declared that his Majesty is recuperating due to illness and ignores foreign affairs. Taifu Wuji personally presided over the war. The withdrawal of the two army disrupted Shangyuan’s plan, and the situation of the melee was beyond Shangyuan’s expectations. The stalemate stage.

For Liang Rong, giving up this great opportunity at this time is naturally puzzling. Many countries have speculated, but the new Queen of Liang Rong was silent about why she chose to make this choice. At that time, Queen Knair stood by King Rong. In front of the big tent, looking at the Qianli grassland, gently rubbing a smooth jade card in his palm, remembering that year on Haoyang Mountain, the man in his clothes fluttering smiles like clouds in the sky, and the long wind will be swaying for several years. The conversation that I have never forgotten is blowing in my ears endlessly.

"The Southern and Northern Rongs will eventually be unified. Maybe it is a good thing to have a queen. At that time, you, Naier, if you still want to kill me, bring your Southern and Northern Rongs."

"I will come!"

Now...I'm here, but why don't you show up?

==

Dawan Fufenghu looked at the sky, the two great powers of Dahan Wuji officially started war, and the continents of the five continents were fighting in a mess. These messes, two fuse battles, Beiye and Meng Fuyao did not know.

They came out of Tianyu and were surprised to find that they were all there, Yunhen Yao Xun Tiecheng and the two birds and beasts, a lot of them.

The Yunfu realm was broken, and the iron material fell. There was no doubt that he would die, but the cloud mark they climbed suddenly fell. The "mountain" was extremely weird, the whole landed, and the material was soft, just catching the falling iron material. They stayed alive, but Zhan Beiye and Meng Fuyao had disappeared. Yun Hen and others guessed that they had fallen into the realm of heaven, and they stayed in the ice and snow of the valley. They have not left for more than half a year, enduring the cold and looking everywhere. Eating is still a trivial matter. The eight palace troops of the Evergreen Temple searched from time to time, and the patrols of the Mahura Kabu wandered around. Yunhen led them to hide in Tibet. They were almost found several times. Fortunately, the Evergreen Mountains were too big. There is snow all the year round, and people can be Tibetans everywhere under the snow cave. During this period of time, Yunhen worked hard day and night to "Broken the Nine Heavens". His martial arts have been in the same line as Meng Fuyao, and his foundation has long been laid. The speed of cultivation is naturally more effective. Within a short period of time, "Bro Jiu Xiao" has also been repaired to the sixth level. Although "Bro Jiu Xiao" is too late to practice, it is not as good as Meng Fuyao's cultivation level, but it is combined with Meng Fuyao. The martial arts of the Golden Page, coupled with the superb cultivation of his own swordsmanship, his martial arts are enough to rank among the top masters in the world.

With the cloud mark, it is not impossible to search for these people in the Evergreen Temple. In fact, it is the most convenient and labor-saving way to leave Evergreen Temple at this time, but no one has thought about leaving.

Even if those days are slowly passing by, it is shocking, and the passing of day by day diminishes people's hopes, but everyone still persists.

So that day was still a bitter morning in the snow, Yunhen carefully opened his eyes under the snow cave, and when he was habitually investigating the surrounding movement, he suddenly saw a couple of men and women approaching him.

He opened his eyes wide, and he didn't even recognize who these two people were for a while. The two really looked too weird and the contrast was too sharp. Although the clothes were the same, Zhan Beiye described as haggard, and Meng Fuyao, Huaguang streamlines, respectful and elegant posture, and looks like a pearl.

In an instant, two words flowed into Yun Hen's heart: Qingcheng.

Then he was also slightly lost in the red eyes of joy.

The distant Meng Fuyao, once transformed is once away.

It's like watching Feifeng pretend to be in the dark sky, her figure chasing the moon with flowing clouds, but it is the beauty of time and space and realm.

However, Yunhen is mostly happy anyway. He once thought that after the success of "Broken the Nine Heavens", Meng Fuyao would never be able to enter the territory, but it is obvious that the strength of Evergreen Temple is higher than that of the top ten, countless times Xuedi woke up from dream, he was worried, even if Fuyao crossed the four realms, with the hostility of the Lord Evergreen towards her, how should the road go behind?

However, when I see her now, I feel that it may be difficult, and perhaps there is still more suffering waiting, but this woman, in his heart, will never be defeated.

Meng Fuyao met his eyes and looked at Yao Xun, who had lost a lot of weight, and his eye circles were also slightly red.

She pursed her lips, she couldn't say anything, and didn't feel there was any need to say anything else, but slowly raised her head and said: "We are out."

We are out.

It can be the body or the mind that is trapped, but the spirit is never broken.

As soon as the four realms were broken, there was only the valley in front of me, but the valley now looks a bit strange. There are many marks of fierce fighting on the wall. I don’t know who left it. Meng Fuyao asked Yunhen now. At the time, and Zhan Beiye's eyes intersected, both frowned.

Silently touching the gray hairs on his sideburns, Meng Fuyao thought, fortunately, it's not that time is really aging, it's probably because the heartache was so painful at that time, and the gray hair was instantly.

Suddenly remembered that in the underground secret room of Huazhou, when Changsun Wuji saw the tragic death of his biological father, he had gray hair for an instant and couldn't help but smile in a trance.

Wuji...Wuji...Whether you are or not, I will walk the path you have traveled.

She swept down silently, quickly swept around the walls of the valley, and then returned to their hiding place, saying: "There is a secret road here."

Several people rushed to get down, Meng Fuyao suddenly looked back, looked at Yunhen and said, "Please, please."

Yun Hen looked at her silently.

Meng Fuyao took out a small seal from his arms and engraved it: Dawan Fuyao. Handing it to Yunhen, "During our disappearance, I'm afraid there will be disputes in the Wuzhou Continent. I would like to ask you to take the iron into Yao Xun's turn to inform everyone that we are well, and..." She said with a cold eyes. "It's almost six months now, isn't it? The Extremity Sea Valley should also be able to pass the army. I don't know if Dawan's army boots will walk more vigorously when stepping on this firmament land?

The cloud mark shook, and the war spirit ignited in his eyes.

"In my whole life, all my efforts have been running counter to my heart." Meng Fu shook his head, his eyes shot towards the far north, far and wide sky, and said lightly, "Is God's will fooling others? Then I I had to...get the heavens!"

Get the sky!

Even if you are high in the sky, even if you turn your hands over.

As long as you play with me, I will dare to hold a gun and stand a knife and poke you!

The ice wind was fierce, roaring like weeping, and the woman with black hair dancing in the wind swept across her clothes, turning her light and thin figure into a strong, firm, cold and rugged rock.

She closed her eyes and raised her head in the cold wind, remembering the absolute wind that was ten times colder than this in the illusion that day, and remembering that person, which paved the way for her People who live on top of that extreme, are constantly tortured by that bone pain and cold, and are immersed in darkness and pain forever.

From the corner of her eye, tears like ice beads burst silently, broken in the wind and snow.

Zhan Beiye looked at her deeply, then took out his own seal, bit his finger and wrote a letter, and handed it to Yunhen together: "Please Brother Yun."

Yun Hen was silent. In his heart, he naturally wanted to accompany Meng Fuyao to the end. However, Zhan Beiye said a little apologetically: "My master will definitely come to the sky after hearing my news. My master and I have worked together before. After a set of martial arts, if there is a fight, maybe it can come in handy..."

Yun Hen immediately took the thing silently, and Tiecheng said: "I won't go!"

"If you don't leave, who will provide evidence for Young Master Yun?" Meng Fu raised his eyebrows. "What we are doing here is no less important than us. What is the key to the mobilization of the army? Only when you two appear at the same time can it be carried out smoothly. , Let me go!"

She raised her eyebrows, and her complexion became whiter, but there was a slight redness at the end of her eyes, and there was a slightly fascinating beauty in the huaguang circulation, which was slightly different from her former bright and broad temperament. It was different. Tie Cheng looked at her, and was deterred by her sudden new level of deterrence. He suddenly felt that after September, Meng Fuyao, who came out of the realm of heaven, seemed to be different from before.

He couldn't tell where it was different. He just felt that it was more noble and beautiful, but it was also more brutal and remote.

Tiecheng bent down silently. Perhaps he would continue to fight before, but now he feels that only obedience is correct.

Yao Xun said: "Master, don’t drive me away. I think there are secret roads in this valley, and we have been observing for a long time recently. I have a way to steal their keys. It’s always good to save some energy. , Why bother to alarm the temple from the beginning and waste energy to hit it."

Meng Fuyao thought for a while, and felt that what he said was reasonable, but he hesitated, "It must be more dangerous inside, take you in..."

"I won't hinder the master. "Yao Xun smiled," I'll leave when I help you get the key. Anyway, I'm good at doing a good job, and there is a guard from His Majesty Han Huang under the mountain, it's okay."

Meng Fuyao thought for a while, nodded, and glanced at Yunhen, "Be careful along the way."

The Tsing Yi boy Youtong flickered, and finally turned around silently.

Meng Fuyao didn't turn around until he watched them disappear, and looked at the vast land of flying silver dragons with his hands.

"There is no unstoppable sky, no uneven land, no mortals that cannot be killed, no grievances that cannot be split!"

She didn't say the last sentence, but silently passed through her heart.

Only, the love that can't get through.

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Well, this is the first half of the ending, and the second half of the finale. Give me some time to upload it on Sunday.