Immemorial Dragon Elephant Art

At this moment, it was night, it was pitch black, and the sound of beast roars could be heard from time to time in the forest. The depths of the dense forest at night were very dangerous, and there were extremely powerful beasts haunting.

Lin Feng and Wu Qingqing found a dry cave, and then Lin Feng raised a bonfire, and the light in the cave was also warmed up.

"Does your Gu Evil Sect, as an evil force, have anything to do with this Gorefiend Mountain?". Lin Feng asked.

He suddenly remembered that the Gu Xie Sect was a force that was both good and evil, and Wu Qingqing was definitely a ruthless woman.

"The power of the two demons is more or less related." Wu Qingqing said, then frowned slightly and said, "But the Gu Evil Sect and the Gorefiend Mountain should not be too involved. Our Gu Evil Sect has a closer relationship with the Holy Demon Temple."

Lin Feng nodded and said, "In the future, be more careful about the people in the Gorefiend Mountain."

Wu Qingqing was silent for a moment, then nodded slightly.

The bonfire made Wu Qingqing's beautiful face a little red.

Being alone with Wu Qingqing, Lin Feng was a little confused, and his right hand couldn't help but embrace Wu Qingqing's small waist.

Wu Qingqing's pretty face changed slightly, and she snorted coldly, "What are you doing? Stay away from me and show some respect, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude to you"

"Woooooo...".

Wu Qingqing's eyes widened as soon as she finished speaking. She didn't expect Lin Feng to be so bold.

Wu Qingqing wanted to struggle away.

But the body was embraced by Lin Feng.

The first time I didn't struggle, my body became a little weak.

In the end, it was like a ghost, and it began to respond slowly.

Jiangnan Lane, Wushan even Chumeng, rain and clouds send each other. In the spring of Yaoxuan Jingu, the Jade Child Fairy has no time to see. The purple mist cigarette is too small to hold, and the breeze and the moon are far away. Acacia from a distance, grass is green, to listen to the song of Shuangfei Phoenix.

This poem describes the beauty and humiliation of love between men and women, Wushan Yunyu, and love.

Just like what Wu Qingqing experienced.

Wu Qingqing's feelings for Lin Feng are very complicated.

After meeting Lin Feng again.

Complex feelings, a lot of surprises, a lot of surprises, a lot of shyness.

But Wu Qingqing, as a woman, naturally would not express these feelings.

Lin Feng was so domineering, Wu Qingqing obeyed Lin Feng after resisting a little.

Women's emotions are very complicated.

After some Wushan cloud and rain, Wu Qingqing curled up in Lin Feng's arms like a lazy kitten.

There was a satisfied expression on her beautiful face.

In the second half of the night, Lin Feng suddenly had a dream.

This is a pitch-black world. In the dream, he walked aimlessly along the path in this pitch-black world.

I don't know how long it has passed, he saw a monk, white clothes like snow, black hair shawl.

Lin Feng felt that this figure was somewhat familiar.

He wanted to catch up to take a look, but the cultivator quickly disappeared without a trace.

As it goes deeper.

Lin Feng suddenly felt that this world was getting colder and colder.

"The people of this world can't escape the shackles of fate, can't escape, the curse of fate...".

Suddenly, a voice resounded.

So abrupt.

"Who?".

Lin Feng shouted loudly.

However, no one answered him.

Boom!

I don't know how long it took, when Lin Feng suddenly heard a sound of shaking the ground.

Then, in the distance, the sky was cloudy.

Yin soldier borrows the way!

Life avoids!

Lin Feng was shocked, he saw a terrible scene.

The Yin Soldiers, according to legend, are the corps that rushed out of hell.

Where the shadow soldiers pass, it represents death.

That's why there is a saying that Yin soldiers borrow the way, and creatures avoid it.

The yin soldiers rushed in quickly from a distance, the yin qi rose to the sky, and the ghost fog covered the sky and the sun.

Wherever the shadow soldiers passed, all the flowers, plants and trees withered and died.

Lin Feng quickly chased after him, and in the end, he saw that the Yin Soldier had caught up with the man.

"Chu Moxiu. Follow us."

A Yin soldier came out.

when hearing the name.

Lin Feng was shocked.

Chu Moxiu.

Isn't this the thirty-sixth Heavenly Master of the Heavenly Master's lineage?

A total of "Thirty-six Celestial Masters" were born in the line of Celestial Masters!

These thirty-six heavenly masters were branded by the stone scriptures.

Lin Feng clearly remembered the name Chu Moxiu, he should be a Celestial Master in the last years of Taikoo.

"Fate... destiny...". Chu Moxiu murmured.

He turned around.

Lin Feng saw his appearance.

Lin Feng was shocked and unbelievable.

This man turned out to be the man who "abandoned Fairy Yueqing".

Lin Feng suddenly felt wrong.

Wu Qingqing said that Fairy Yueqing was a figure from ancient times.

Then, it doesn't match the age of Chu Moxiu at all.

But then Lin Feng thought that the ancient times were hundreds of thousands of years away.

It is normal for the data to be incorrectly recorded.

After all, characters from hundreds of thousands of years ago.

It's no surprise that the chronology is wrong.

Chu Moxiu stretched out his right hand, and a paper crane flew out.

As for Chu Moxiu, he left with the Yin soldiers.

"The thirty-sixth generation Celestial Master was taken away by the Yin Soldiers."

Lin Feng murmured.

He was shocked.

The shadow soldier will go to hell.

Why was Chu Moxiu taken away by the Yin soldiers?

…

The Yin Bing and Chu Moxiu disappeared in an instant.

And Zhihe flew to a place called Yueqing Fairy Palace.

"Yueqing Immortal Palace is indeed the palace of Fairy Yueqing. Fairy Yueqing was originally a strong man in the ancient times, and Chu Moxiu, the thirty-sixth generation Celestial Master, is her lover."

Lin Feng murmured.

The paper cranes burned, revealing an immortal palace.

"Yueqing, you and I are all over, forget me."

Chu Moxiu said.

"Mo Xiu, come here quickly...". A beautiful woman in the distance shouted softly.

Chu Moxiu walked over and hugged the woman's waist.

"Why is that?".

Fairy Yueqing couldn't believe it was true.

She took out the little poem that Chu Moxiu wrote that day.

Jade furnace incense, red candle tears, partial photos of Qiu Si in the painting hall.

The eyebrows are thin, the temples are cloudy, and the night is long and the pillow is cold.

The sycamore tree, the three more rains, the unreasonable separation is bitter.

A leaf, a sound, the sky drops to the bright.

Fairy Yueqing recited this little poem over and over again.

Tears fell.

She tried to wipe away her tears.

But it couldn't be wiped clean, and the tears couldn't stop flowing.

later.

Yueqing Fairy Palace.

Changed its name to become the Palace of Heartlessness.

And Fairy Yueqing, changed her name to Heartless Fairy.

Another two hundred years passed.

Fairy Yueqing crossed the giant calamity, and Chu Moxiu was unforgettable in her heart.

At the most critical moment of the tribulation, it was attacked by the catastrophe.

Injured.

She struggled to get her life back.

"Mo Xiu, where have you been?".

Fairy Yueqing murmured.

She wanted to see her former love again before she died.

But in the end, until death.

With endless regrets, Chu Moxiu was never found.