I am a snake, so it makes sense to teach a group of demons, right?

The flowing fire is fiercely a spirit.

Dawn, who sat cross-legged and closed his eyes, also frowned slightly.

“Are you sick?” Startled

, Flowing Fire, stared coldly at the panicked Luo Xinghe.

“He… He…”

Wei Guoguo, whose eyes were full of horror, stretched out his trembling palm and pointed to the hanging immortal paper, “He… His eyes are moving, he’s looking at me!”

Flowing Fire cast his gaze to the Immortal Washing Paper.

On the white rice paper, the young man in the painting comes to life.

Flowing fire fingers, gently rubbing the young man’s evil and awe-inspiring red eyes.

“Where will it move

?” “Are you old and dizzy?” Luo

Xinghe wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and said with a palpitation: “Perhaps… It is indeed an eye stunned ~ ”

About a quarter of an hour later.

Dawn slowly opened his eyes.

At this moment, the birthmark on half of the woman’s cheek, bright and dazzling, was like a ball of burning blood, exuding strands of ancient and terrifying qi, which directly made Luo Xinghe’s heart jump.

Standing up, the woman stretched out a green onion white jade finger and gently wiped it on the birthmark.

The tips of the jade fingers were surrounded by a cluster of blood and fire.

The rolling heat wave melted the white snow, and the fire and dawn were unimpeded, but Luo Xinghe felt that his exposed skin was burning, and even his hair was twisting, emitting a faint burning smell.

It was as if a basin of sun was pouring on the body.

Xiaolian moved lightly and came to the hanging immortal paper.

The cluster of immortal blood fire on the fingertip was little by little close to the corner of the rice paper.

Suddenly, the woman’s slender jade fingers froze, and she turned her head to look behind her.

Liuhuo and Luo Xinghe looked stunned, and they also turned back one after another.

In the wind and snow outside Sanzhang, a bald head with hands on his back stood quietly.

In the ice and snow, the man was wearing a short shirt and shorts, and two straw shoes on his feet.

The figure is short and thick, by no means more than one meter five.

But in the face of the two immortals of Swagger Mountain, as well as a national master, the bald man looked calm.

This momentum is like a majestic mountain, like a vast sea.

“Do you know who he is?” Without

waiting for the two immortals to answer, the bald head continued: “You are looking for death~”

Luo Xinghe subconsciously took two steps back and hid behind the two immortals.

The long eyes of the autumn water at dawn shone with cold light, and the blood and fire of the fingertips roared, burning fiercely.

“Who are you?”

Flowing Fire took a step forward, his shoulders shaking slightly.

With a muffled sound, the ancient sword box behind him fell to the snow, and was suppressed by the single palm of flowing fire.

“Who am I?”

said the bald head expressionlessly, “I am a blacksmith.” The

two immortals were both surprised and puzzled.

I was amazed that this bald head could approach silently.

I wonder what this bald head wants to do.

Liuhuo turned slightly sideways, pointed to the white-clothed boy on the hanging immortal washing paper, and

said in a deep voice: “I don’t care who he is.”

“All I know is that he buried hundreds of thousands of innocent lives in a county.”

“I only know that he forcibly cut off the luck of a country’s mountains and rivers.”

“I only know that hundreds of millions of people have died in drought.

“Blood is in debt, and the Dao of Heaven does not tolerate it.

“He must die!”

clicked, and the ancient sword box opened a gap.

The ancient immortal wooden sword starts.

The flowing fire eyes were gloomy: “If you resist strongly, you are the enemy of the sky.”

“You’re going to die too!” the

cold wind howled.

The snow is getting worse.

Luo Xinghe took a few steps back.

The palms of your hands are moist.

Indifferently looking at the murderous white-robed young man, the bald head said coldly: “If you want to do it, I have to rush back to eat the wine surnamed Liu.”

“Self-inflicted,”

Flowing Fire raised his arm high and said word by word, “Do not live!” In

an instant, the wooden sword quickly fell.

The moment the tip of the sword touched the snow, Luo Xinghe’s heart suddenly raised to his throat.

A breath passed.

Ten breaths passed.

A minute passed.

There is no scene of terrifying annihilation with a sword and an abyss.

Shino is quiet, only the sound of whimpering wind.

Luo Xinghe looked confused.

Dawn Sakura’s lips opened slightly, in disbelief.

Flowing Fire held the wooden sword in front of him and stared down in amazement.

The Sun Yao Sword, the head of the three ancient immortal weapons in Blooming Xia Cave, turned out to be… Failed?!

“It’s my turn~”

In Yun’s light and breezy voice, the bald left hand was still behind him.

The calloused right hand reached in front of him and gently clenched his fist.

Immediately burst out.

In an instant, the fierce and majestic hunting wind suddenly fell on the body.

The hanging immortal washing paper with the boy in white was immediately shattered by the fist wind.

The cluster of immortal blood fireworks that burned violently at the fingertips of dawn was instantly extinguished by the fist wind.

In the world during the cold season, the heavens and the earth actually resounded with thunder.

……

The fist stops.

The bald head said indifferently: “Go back and tell your mountain lord that someone will repair the crack of the Heavenly Dao in this world with their own merit.”

“He… Not an existence that you can understand.

“Remember, as you gaze into the abyss, the abyss gazes at you. With

that, the bald head turned away.

In one step, it disappeared without a trace.

The shocked expression was condensed on the three faces of the two immortals, one person, and did not disperse for a long time.

Under the dome of the sky, half of the sky is covered with snow and clouds, and half of the sky is blue.

On the back soil, half of the earth is covered in silver, and half of the earth is revealed.

The distinction is clear.

……

The grass warbler flies in February and the willows are drunk with spring smoke.

Children return early from school and are busy taking advantage of the east wind to release paper kites.

Voling 4th year, February.

Spring has arrived, and all things are revived.

Between the mountains and mountains, beside the streams.

The little girl with a plain white body and a double ponytail tied up lifted a stone and smashed it on the thin ice, breaking the blood flow of the head smashed by the spring.

Holding up a handful of clear stream water, the girl lowered her head and sipped softly.

After drinking, I washed my face again.

Taking advantage of the bright spring, the girl jumped towards the distant Zhou Mountain.

Carrying a pair of small hands on his back, he hummed a song in his mouth.

……

Half an hour later.

Cangxue, who had just climbed the steep slope, suddenly looked startled, and then smiled.

The master, who had not been seen in the entire winter, was standing on the edge of the cliff in front of the cave at this time, overlooking the mountains and rivers.

“Master!” In

the midst of laughter, the little girl took three steps and made a step, like a white bird, flying to Zhu Jiuyin’s side and hugging half of the white-clothed boy’s body.

Zhu Jiuyin lowered his head and looked carefully.

The little girl half a year ago, the green silk was yellow and frizzy, and half a year later it was black and soft.

A faint hair fragrance lingers at the end of the nose, and it smells good.

The rough and yellowed face half a year ago, half a year later, it was as white and delicate as mutton fat jade.

Zhu Jiuyin stretched out his hand and pinched it, soft and silky like silk.

“Do you miss Master?” Zhu

Jiuyin touched the girl’s little head.

“Of course I do. The

little girl showed a mouth full of snow-white teeth, and a pair of peach blossom eyes narrowed into two rounds of crescents.

……

The sun is shining, and the mountains and rivers are far away.

The spring breeze carries a fragrant floral fragrance.

The peach blossoms all over the mountains are in full bloom, red and pink, which is extremely eye-catching.

A large and a small one sit side by side on the edge of the cliff, basking in the sun, blowing the spring breeze, watching the mountains, watching the water, and smelling the flowers.

“Master, what about Sister Xue and Sister Feng, and Uncle Pig Emperor~

” “They went to find food. The

little girl suddenly froze, after all, she was hungry all winter.

“Master.

“Oh blah. The

little girl pointed to the long sword not far away, with its half-cut sword inserted into the ground.

“Master, why is Senior Brother’s sword inserted here?” ”

Where is Senior Brother?”