Great Blue Night Watchman

In the early morning, the air was extremely dull, and there were dark clouds above the Western Mountains. There were faint thunder and lightning among the clouds.

At the inn in the city, Lin Su rose from the sky, broke through the clouds, and stood on top of the clouds.

From here to the old site of Jianmen on the bank of the Spring River, it was a full five thousand miles away. Even if he traveled at full strength, it would take two full days and two nights.

He did not start immediately, but instead showed a mysterious smile on his face: "What? Are you here to see me off? Or do you want to accompany me on my journey of thousands of miles?"

A beautiful figure suddenly appeared in the clouds behind him. Sitting on an antique Yao Qin, it was Zhang Yiyu.

Zhang Yiyu said: "An Ye once looked for me. If one day you seek death, let me collect a body for you."

Lin Su was so surprised: "Has she really looked for you?"

"real!"

"She said... let you take her place when she is away?"

"Hey, why are you obedient? What she said was... let me help you collect the body!"

Lin Su tiptoed and landed on her Yao Qin: "That's great. I'll lay my body on your boat. You can keep it!"

Lying down...

Zhang Yiyu was dumbfounded: This is not a boat, this is my domain... Get up!

Don't get up, you promised to take it from me...

Zhang Yiyu was in a hurry. He rushed from here to Chunjiang. It was five thousand miles. You want me to run five thousand miles while holding the field? It’s very energy-intensive, you know?

I know, but who are you? You are the flower of the avenue, you are a fairy, and your magic can travel a thousand miles. Go on, you can do it!

If there was a regret medicine, Zhang Yiyu would definitely take a few pills, but now it's too late, he's relying on her!

Zhang Yiyu had no choice but to hold on to her territory and fly all the way to Chunjiang. It took twenty hours and she passed by Haining Mansion. She wanted to throw him away...

Lin Su opened one eye and looked at her from below: "Hey, from this angle, you are very beautiful..."

Zhang Yiyu temporarily gave up the idea of ​​throwing him down.

Because there are some benefits to him lying down. At least he sees his own beauty. Forget it, let him ride for a while longer and ignore him.

Lin Su sighed: "The flowers of the avenue, the world only laments the avenue, but only me, the focus is on the flowers! Such wonderful flowers, I really want to write a poem..."

Zhang Yiyu's heartbeat accelerated.

Colorful Maniac, ah, no, Qingshi Maniac wants to write a poem, for her!

You finally remembered to write poems to me. It’s not easy. Write it. Write it quickly. You bastard has written poems to a bunch of women, but you haven’t written them to her. She has already had objections. Today, you bastard finally opened your eyes. This gap can be filled in...

Zhang Yiyu concentrated all his cultivation and tried to fly more smoothly...

But after waiting for a long time, there was no movement.

After waiting for another half day, there was still no movement.

Zhang Yiyu felt it carefully, holy shit! Fell asleep!

With a shout, Lin Su was thrown down from a height of thousands of feet, and below was the Yangtze River thousands of miles away...

Lin Su woke up suddenly and looked around, "Fuck!" what happened?

As soon as Pingbu Qingyun emerged, he positioned himself in the void, and a beautiful woman stood in front of him with an angry look...

"What's wrong? Why are you having convulsions?"

"Why?" Zhang Yiyu wanted to pull out all the strings of the lyre and turn them into whips to beat him into a pig's head: "I am waiting for you to write me a poem, but you are sleeping?"

Lin Su was confused: "I didn't say I would write a poem for you, oh... I said I wanted to write a poem for you, but I just thought about it, and I didn't mean it seriously. I also want you to be my little wife, okay? Are you serious..."

Zhang Yiyu is about to cry. She used her domain power to carry him for thousands of miles, which is equivalent to carrying him on her back. After thousands of miles, more than half of her mana has been consumed, but you are teasing me?

But Lin Su changed the topic: "No matter what, you are different from others! You are the first immortal I met. When I was not even a scholar, you stayed with me for a few nights. This is called What? Friends of the poor and the lowly! The sage said it well, friends of the poor and the lowly should never be forgotten, and the wife of a wretched man should not go to court..."

Zhang Yiyu looked at him blankly, what does staying with him for a few nights mean? That's martial arts training!

What is the wife of chaff?

Okay, this is just a metaphor, but do you really think it’s okay to use it here?

However, she still understood the meaning of these words, and her anger seemed to have subsided.

The following sentence is more imaginative, Lin Su said: "Come, let me borrow your boat for a ride, and I will really write a poem for you..."

Zhang Yiyu's heartbeat accelerated again...

Come on, for a poem, I, Zhang Yiyu, will squeeze all my cultivation into oil...

The power-off motor was powered on again, and Zhang Yiyu flew him from north to south, approaching Qingjiang...

Lin Su was lying in front of her, almost using her thigh as a pillow...

Suddenly, his eyes changed, a very bizarre change...

Zhang Yiyu's eyes lit up: "Have you thought about it?"

Lin Su smiled slightly: "The scenery on the mountain peak in front is pleasant, let's take a rest!"

A good poem was about to be born. Zhang Yiyu fell down and landed on the mountain peak. Lin Su finally stood up straight and looked at the floating clouds in the distance, which was very similar to the posture of writing a poem. However, after a long time, Lin Su still did not write. …

Zhang Yiyu's eyes fell on his face, and Lin Su's eyes moved over: "Did you feel anything strange?"

It was a sound that penetrated directly into her ears.

Zhang Yiyu's heart skipped a beat, and the power of Daohua filled the surrounding area...

"I didn't find anything. What did you find?"

"Maybe it's an illusion, maybe I've done too many bad things, and my suspicions have led to hidden ghosts, maybe... there's a super master following me!"

Lin Su was lying in her arms just now... Oh, no, when he was lying in her domain and looking around, he occasionally saw a cloud on the horizon being torn apart for no reason, which gave him a sense of crisis.

Zhang Yiyu's eyes changed slightly, her eyebrows lit up, and an ancient lyre appeared between her eyebrows. Zhang Yiyu gently picked it up with one finger, and a string flew out silently and turned into nothingness...

"Let's go!"

The two of them stepped into the air, and Zhang Yiyu's palms were filled with a pool of clear water. The clear water was like a mirror, reflecting the cliff they were standing on just now.

This is how the magic weapon retains its shape, and Zhang Yiyu’s Xinhe piano strings remain on the top of the cliff, which can transmit any information at any time.

Ten miles away, the clear water in Zhang Yiyu's palm suddenly disappeared, and a figure stepped down from the air and landed on the cliff, exactly where they were standing.

"It's him!" Lin Su and Zhang Yiyu exclaimed at the same time...

Zhang Yiyu's eyes were firmly fixed on Lin Su: "How do you know Duan Zong?"

"I don't know his name, but I have seen him! He is one of the guards of the prince!"

Zhang Yiyu's heart skipped a beat: "Have you offended the prince?"

"It's unfair. I am a small fifth-rank official. How sick am I to want to offend the prince... I was really tortured yesterday..."

Lin Su recounted what happened yesterday.

Zhang Yiyu's face changed. You sat firmly in the Jingxian Pavilion, said that the prince was vulgar in front of the abbot, and scolded Qiu Zixiu who was beside the prince. The abbot refused the prince to enter the Jingxian Pavilion as you wished... This was a slap in the face of the prince. His face, who is the prince? The fight with the Third Prince is in full swing at the moment. It’s just when I care about my reputation that I’m a little embarrassed. I’m so humiliated by you. It’s weird that he doesn’t use your head as a ball to kick. You bastard is really enough. I really dislike you. There are not many enemies, right...

"What level do you think this Duan Zong is at?" Lin Su squinted his eyes.

Zhang Yiyu was startled: "You still want to fight him?"

"Why should I fight with him? Don't you still have me?" Lin Su glared at her: "I am a scholar. I can write poems and articles. I can also play the piano and sing. Fighting is the business of you cultivators..."

Zhang Yiyu directly pressed his eyebrows: "Okay, okay, don't say any more. I really understand your shamelessness, but you may be disappointed. Even if I really fell into your trap and was dragged into the water by you, I still can't beat him." , he is the ultimate sky peeper! He is several times more powerful than your Dark Night Baby..."

Lin Su opened his eyes wide, and finally there was tension in his eyes: "What should we do?"

"Fight him!" Zhang Yiyu said: "When you are done fighting, I will help you collect the body... Who made me promise to stay in the dark night?"

With a chirp, Zhang Yiyu ran away.

Lin Su is a little doubtful about life...

He flew all the way, detecting all the way, but could not detect Zhang Yiyu's whereabouts. Of course, it was even more impossible for him to detect Duan Zong's whereabouts. Everything seemed normal, but he felt a deep cold from hell deep in his heart. Silence enveloped his whole body.

Closer, closer!

With a shout, Lin Su crossed a high mountain in front and landed in the valley below.

The beautiful creek flows into the Spring River from here. The river valley is full of pebbles. It is beautiful and peaceful, and is very suitable for a burial place...

He landed on a stone in the middle of the Spring River stream.

Just as he stood still, the stream under his feet seemed to shake slightly, and a shadow appeared in front of him. Lin Su had no idea where the figure came from. It seemed that in the blink of an eye, the person in front of him appeared out of thin air.

Lin Su slowly raised his head. Opposite him was an old man in black, who was Duan Zong next to His Royal Highness.

"Master Zhuangyuan, do you know me?"

"We know each other!" Lin Su was very enthusiastic, with a smile on his face: "I just met His Highness the Crown Prince yesterday. Why is the old gentleman here? Could it be that he came specially to invite me to the banquet in the East Palace?"

The old man's enthusiasm was not infected, and Duan Zong's face was full of sarcasm: "Your Excellency, you still want to go to the banquet in the East Palace?"

"I don't want to, but His Royal Highness the Crown Prince came here to invite you, but he was disrespectful. I feel ashamed and confused... It's better to just accept it and ask the old gentleman to lead the way..."

"You don't have to worry!" Duan Zong said: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has no intention of inviting you, and His Highness would rather take your head back to the East Palace!"

Lin Su's expression changed drastically: "Why is this?"

"The number one scholar doesn't know why?"

Lin Su's head shook like a rattle: "I really don't know! Xiaosheng and His Highness the Crown Prince only met yesterday, oh... that's right! His Highness the Crown Prince probably had a grudge against Xiao Sheng because he couldn't enter Jingxian Pavilion. He was really unjust. , Xiaosheng entered Jingxian Pavilion because Master Abbot respectfully invited him in, and it was not Xiaosheng who wanted to enter! Master Abbot did not allow His Highness the Crown Prince to enter Jingxian Pavilion. That was also the Master’s judgment and had nothing to do with me! His Highness the Crown Prince was angry at I, no one else has such a big heart... Now it seems that the abbot master is really wise, some people in Jingxian Pavilion are really not worthy of entering."

Duan Zong's chest rose and fell sharply, and the murderous aura in his heart suddenly condensed...

This kid really can't be allowed to speak. If his words are spoken to the outside world, the stain on His Highness the Crown Prince will never be cleansed!

Because he cannot enter Jingxian Pavilion, he resents those who enter Jingxian Pavilion. How can such a narrow-minded person be a king?

This boy must be killed today!

"die!"

After uttering a word, Duan Zong raised his hand and pointed directly at Lin Su...

A man who has the ultimate ability to see into the sky kills people without any weapons. His hands are knives, his sleeves are knives, his whole body is a knives, and even the air turns into knives...

At this moment, a piano sound suddenly sounded...

In the stream below Duan Zong, a sword light pointed directly at Duan Zong's lower body, as fast as a stream of light, and it arrived in the blink of an eye...

"Bishui Qianxun!" Duan Zong laughed wildly and said, "I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

His left hand flipped violently, violent waves rolled in, and the sword light below and the river below seemed to fly up at the same time...

He already knew that Zhang Yiyu was with him, and he was also very familiar with the Bishui Qianxun sword technique of the Bishui Sect. Zhang Yiyu was a five-level Taoist flower. Although he was known as the flower of the avenue and was much more powerful than other Taoist masters, he was in the Peeping Sky level. , he is not afraid even if Daoguo comes, why should he be afraid of a little Daohua?

With this blow, Zhang Yiyu, who was hiding in the river valley, was about to die.

However, just as he gathered half of his strength and struck downward, the sky suddenly lit up, and a golden light came from above. That was Zhang Yiyu.

Zhang Yiyu separated from Lin Su and did not really escape. She made two preparations to deal with this powerful enemy. First, she used the magic weapon Blue Water Sword to attack in the river to divert Duan Zong's power. Second, her true body appeared from the sky. , using all her magic power to make a desperate move, with such a decisive attitude, she wanted to kill this powerful enemy who was a whole level higher than her.

There's nothing wrong with her strategy.

But she still underestimated Duan Zong.

Although Duan Zong was slightly startled, he turned his right hand as if cutting the ground with a knife.

In front of Zhang Yiyu's field, a black sword suddenly appeared.

Chi!

The field was suddenly broken open.

Zhang Yiyu's face changed drastically. Once his domain was broken, he would either die or be injured!

At this moment, Lin Su appeared in front of her. He raised his hand and saw a huge word "Feng" densely covering half of the sky in front of them. It was also the title of a great Confucian. Who in the world could seal a "Feng" "The writing is so thick and dense?" Only with the foundation of true literary works and the exquisite interpretation of exquisite literary minds can such an indestructible literary protection be achieved.

But Heishan was like a heavenly sword that opened a mountain. With one strike of the sword, Lin Su's "Feng" character was still chopped into pieces. Although the black giant sword was frustrated, it still remained intact and slashed the two of them head-on.

Zhang Yiyu shouted loudly, and the shadow of a lyre suddenly appeared on his forehead. The shattered realm reshaped itself and suddenly shrank, protecting her and Lin Su within it.

There was a loud earthquake, and the black sword collided with her ultimate protection. The shadow of the sword disappeared, but the field was also broken. Zhang Yiyu and Lin Su flew high at the same time, flying hundreds of feet away.

Facts have proved that even if Zhang Yiyu is the flower of the Taoist sect, even if Lin Su is a peerless genius in literature and art, with a top-notch literary heart and a true character, it is still not enough to cross a big realm to fight against the extreme of Qiukong.