Nightfall

In the cliff, the tree does not shake, the bird does not bark, the two stand against each other, the stick lifts the stick, the sword draws the sword, the spectator with the sword is not necessarily stronger than the spectator without the sword, but that represents some meaning.

The cotton-padded jacket has been soaked in blood, and the master knows that he can no longer support seven days, and naturally it is impossible to leave the subject for another seven days, but as previously said, Ning Que and Sang Sang may not necessarily take seven days, or He will be able to return to Chang'an City, all he has to do is do his best.

The Lord looked at the shuriken, and said calmly: "The Master taught you to be kind, and thought you had a different temperament from Junmo. Unexpectedly, you are still a disciple of the Academy."

Brother looked at him quietly, inserted the sword in the pot between the intercostals, and somehow landed on the ground behind him, he said, "The disciples of the Academy ask you for advice."

During the brief conversation, the remaining forest far away from the cliff ignited a fire. The hot flame melted the snow on the mountainside, but the fire did not weaken, and the two of them were isolated from the world.

The fire in the forest is hard to extinguish, because the essence of those fires is Haotian's divine power, the purest power, and the blood from the blade and the body when Ning Que left.

Ning Que is running towards Helan City, which is hundreds of feet long, and the stone at the foot cracks. The iron knife in his hand and the blood droplets flying on his body turn into a fluffy Mars, and the roar of the broken air resounds through the group. mountain.

No one can catch up with another great distance cultivator except the distanceless distance. If the place where the drunkard wants to go is Xiling, Ningque has no chance, but since the place he went to is Helan City, which is more than ten miles away, Then he still has a first chance, because his speed has already surpassed the quickest goshawk.

Counted a few jumps, just blinking time, he ran from the cliff to Helan City, rushed into the heavily damaged city gate without stopping, but did not see the trace of the big dark horse, nor the drunkard.

The gates of Helan City have been severely deformed. From the cliffs on both sides, from time to time, boulders have rolled down, and many of the arrow towers in the city have been destroyed. In the smoke, dozens of fire heads are vaguely visible.

Tang Jun stationed in Helan City, still refused to give up, running around, trying to extinguish the fire, saving this Yaozhai, Ning Que shouted: "All withdraw! Don't control it!"

To Tang Jun in Helan City, Ning Que left a deep impression on them. In a hurry, they just glanced to confirm his identity. Although they did n’t know why Mr. Thirteen appeared here suddenly, Subconsciously, he began to obey his orders, and under the command of the generals, began to withdraw outside the city.

Ning Que stood under the steep stone steps and looked up at the arrow tower that was gradually collapsing above Helan City. He felt something, his legs were exerting force, and he flew upward like a light smoke.

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Sangsang is not in the arrow tower, but in a secret room below the arrow tower.

In front of her eyes, the bubble that was not perfect spherical but gave a perfect feeling appeared again. Unlike the bubble that Ning Que saw a few days ago, there were more than ten bubbles on the surface of the bubble except for the two slight cracks. A bright light spot, those light spots represent the stable channel entrance of the heaven and earth vitality.

The light spot on the surface of the bubble is shining, which is especially true, because the position represented by the light spot is at her feet, a teleportation array composed of complicated symbolic lines.

There is a mezzanine between heaven and earth, which can directly connect two extremely distant geographical locations. In simpler terms, it is a shortcut. However, only large-scale practitioners like the Lord, the master, and the drinker can see through the intervening. Regular, and have the power to open the door of the mezzanine, so as to freely travel, thousands of miles.

In addition to the infinite distance, there are other ways for humans to use the shortcuts to the world, that is, the teleportation array, the Tang Kingdom and the Xiling Temple, have built teleportation arrays in the world, but they are only confined to the realm, and the artificially constructed teleportation array can only be used To transmit information or some extremely light things, the most important thing is that, like the Yuan Thirteen Arrows, the construction of a transmission array, or even the opening of a transmission array, consumes an extremely scary amount of rare resources, so the number of human transmission arrays is extremely high. There is little, and it gradually becomes a tasteless existence, and the strategic significance becomes weaker and weaker.

Sang Sang has already calculated the situation for today, and naturally made a lot of preparations. The light spots above the bubbles are the locations of the teleportation arrays on the earth. Some of the teleportation arrays have even been abandoned for tens of thousands of years, except that she does not have any Human beings know it, even the subjective ones.

She stood in the middle of the complex and beautiful runes, pale, with blood stains on her body, and looked like a wounded fairy, no longer as indifferent and great as in those days, and looked pitiful.

Big black horse and blue lion dog looked at her carefully, trying not to let their eyes show too much pity, because they really sympathized with her at this time.

She was seriously injured, but was abandoned by a man. She looked very pitiful. Otherwise, why did she stand in the middle of the Fuzhen with her head down and did not speak, her body looked so lonely?

Sang Sang did not know what the two guys were thinking, she no longer knew everything.

She was not pretending to be lonely, imitating despair, nor was she seriously injured, and felt a sense of sorrow. When Ning was absent, she woke up. At that time, she did not stop, which means that she had no opinion.

She was just waiting for the Fuxun to open.

If humans want to open this rune to send information to Chang'an City, it requires a lot of resources, energy and rare ores, or it will take a relatively long time.

Sang Sang does not have these, nor time, but she has something that humans do not, that is, herself, the blood flowing from her **** body is the most precious and pure source of energy between heaven and earth.

Her blood spattered like rain on the rune array. She looked a little **** and horrible. In fact, the amount was not too much. The rune lines in the rune array had begun to glow slightly, and they would start after a while.

The next moment, she will appear in the small building in the palace of Chang'an City, or return to Chang'an City.

Ning Que had not rushed back. She was silent and did not have any emotional reaction. She didn't seem to care. This fell into the eyes of the **** horse and the green lion dog, which was somewhat indifferent.

She didn't think so much, just thinking, I heard your words and returned to Chang'an, then you should do what you promised, and return to Chang'an with me, no matter how you return, even if you die, you have to return.

Suddenly a breeze blew from the room, the dust on the wall was blown off, and then blown to the corner.

A person appeared outside the rune.

Sang Sang looked up and found that it wasn't Ning Que, his expression was slightly confused, and then calm as before.

The drunkard looked at her but couldn't keep calm. He was injured in the battle and had been slightly vomiting blood. At this time, looking at her, under the agitation of the heart, blood came out of the corners of his lips again.

Saw her in the small town and saw her on the island of the South China Sea. He knelt in front of her, touched the ground with his forehead, trembling all over, humbling to the extreme, because she made him feel terrified.

He has hidden her for countless years in the world, and that fear has haunted him for countless years, so that his spirit is gradually decayed, and he can't get rid of it.

At this time, his body was trembling slightly, knowing that she had become very weak now, and after receiving a blow from the mountain of the Lord, there was no more fighting power, but ... he still dared not shoot.

He didn't even dare to point his finger at her or even look at her.

Sang Sang looked at the blood-drinking drinker, his expression was calm, but he naturally had a sense of condescension and overlooking, just like God watching the ants in the world, like looking at a dog.

The drunkard saw her eyes and suddenly laughed out loud.

His laughter is a little mad, a little crazy, a bit stubborn, but full of arrogant killings. His emotions are very complicated, and even the sophisticated language is difficult to describe.

A serf turned to become the owner's daughter and began to **** the owner's daughter. A former Taizizi returned to the country and killed 36,000 people. A student pushed the nagging teacher into the pond.

Yes, it is such a wonderful feeling. Those humble and fears have become almost crazy pleasure and abusive desire. Thinking that all of this will become real soon, his body trembles again.

This time it is no longer because of fear, but because of Xingchaifen.

The drunkard laughed loudly and even burst into tears. The sound is still as unpleasant as the rubbing of old bronzes. It seems that there are really countless copper scraps that have been ground into powder and piled in front of him like dark snow.

Crazy laughter, he drew a sword from the hip flask, stab at Sang Sang violently, whether it is stepping or flat elbow movements, it seems to be extremely exaggerated, like a dance.

Sang Sang waved his hand, and a clear light fell in front of him like a curtain of water, building his own world.

The drunkard screamed and summoned a boundless breath of heaven and earth with a boundless realm and poured it on the sword front.

A crackling sound.

Sang Sang's world is broken.

The drunkard's sword in the pot broke into the clear light and penetrated into her belly.

Pouted.

There was silence in the room.

There is a silence between heaven and earth.

Sang Sang bowed his head, looked at his lower abdomen, looked at the sharp sword, looked at the blood oozing slowly there, frowned slightly, and seemed a little surprised and puzzled.

No one can break her world before. Even the invincible sword sage Liu Bai can only stab the sword into her world, let Jian Feng come to her in front of him, and it will turn into a gray ash. .

But now, the drunkard is such a crazy sword ~ ​​www.wuxiaspot.com ~ will easily break her world

Her eyebrows were tighter, because of displeasure and pain.

The feeling of pain, she used to have, but never as real as this time.

Just like I had felt some time ago, the real life is really from pain.

The drunkard also froze.

He thought that she couldn't block her sword, but when the sword in his hand really penetrated her body and brought out the blood, he still couldn't believe this picture.

I defeated Haotian?

I stabbed Haotian?

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A loud noise made a big hole in the wall of the secret room.

Ning Que appeared in front of Sang Sang, holding the drunkard's sword with his right hand.

He turned to look at the pale-faced Sang Sang, his lips trembling slightly, he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it.

Sang Sang looked at him, and said blankly: "It's all blaming you."

Yes, she became weaker and weaker, she became more and more human, she was able to be injured, she was injured, all because he was not around her, all because he made her a person.

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