Nightfall

The azure blue is like a sea, and its shape is like a waist. In fact, it is just a long and thin lake in the north. Ning Que once stayed here. The girls of Moshan Mountain and Mochiyuan have taken a break here. A lot of fun has happened here. Stories, and these stories, Ye Hongyu once heard in the hanging basket in the clouds.

It's a pity that when she came to this blue lake, she wasn't faced with the girlish bookworm with dark hair like a waterfall and wet behind the hot spring curtain, or the food of Chang'an City and Dahe Country, but the distance Several campfires among the stone piles by the lake, and dozens of people by the fire.

In the Red Lotus Temple, Ning Que was repulsed, and Long Qing fell into a semi-faint mental state. Fortunately, the loyal subordinates fled with him, and after he woke up or was awake, he was too late to feel emotional or low, so he took these The subordinates embarked on the journey to the north.

During the journey of thousands of miles, Longqing once again succeeded in breaking through the heavy defense line set by the adjudication division with its Jiwei in the temple for many years, and gathered many of the most loyal subordinates, and gave these people a precious sitting pill, which caused the death and death of heavy injuries. The cavalier team has become stronger again.

Since the news of Longqing ’s death was reported two years ago, the Emperor Yan has only one son left, and there are no disputes between the court and the government. The court and military of the Yan Kingdom have long been firmly controlled by Prince Chongming, so the temple thought that when Longqing took When the fallen knights enter the country of Yan, they will inevitably be hit hardest by their brothers.

However, to everyone's surprise, without knowing what means Long Qing had used, or the secret help of a big man in Yan Guo, he and his subordinates traversed the entire Yan Jing with ease, and there was no such thing as out of traffic. Encountered a powerful sniper, so that they finally reached the wasteland.

Sitting by the fire, Longqing's face was pale. From time to time, he picked up the handkerchief to cover his mouth, could not cover his cough, and could not make the snow-white handkerchief red from the coughed blood.

In the autumn rain of the Red Lotus Temple, he was seriously injured and he was not completely healed. He looked at the blue lake like the sea in front of him, and looked at the thin walking on the lake caused by the cold autumn wind. Thin ice cube, thinking of entering the wasteland from here two years ago, so that his life has been changed, can not help but silent.

At this moment, the deep blue lake with blue sky suddenly passed a few clear white ripples, and several black shadows in front of the waves were obviously left by the fish, just to stir up such a big splash, that fish How big must it be?

Long Qing looked at the blood-stained handkerchief in his hand and suddenly smiled with self-deprecation. He withdrew the handkerchief into his sleeve, and then slowly stood up, looking at the girl in the dark red robe across the lake.

The divine robe was very thin, but the red dyed on it was very thick, thick like blood, and fell on the girl's beautiful body, smooth like red velvet, and even felt solemn and solemn.

Long Qing is very familiar with this **** robe. In the past few years, he has been on the Moyu God seat many times. He has seen the ruling God seat wearing this blood robe. He has also imagined countless times. This one seems to be infected with hundreds of millions. How would it feel if a man's aged blood stained robe was worn on himself.

It is a pity that the new owner of this **** robe is not him.

Long Qing is also familiar with the new owner of the ruling **** robe. Many years ago, when he appeared in the Temple of Heaven, he was about to shine brilliantly. There was a little girl in a blue robes, with a stubborn pride and indifferent expression, under the mentorship of the gods, he came to the students of the Temple. In front of you.

Since that day, the names of Ye Hongyu and Prince Longqing have often been compared. One is Dao Chi, and the other is Xiling Divine Son. At the same time, he left Tianyuyuan and entered the Judgment Department. However, he felt endless humiliation. The thing is, he never won her, never walked in front of her.

When he was in Tianyuyuan, his results ranked first, because she often did not take the exam. When he entered Dongxuan Realm, she had already seen the threshold of the Zhiming Realm. He was the second seat of the Temple Ruling Division. She was the main seat of the Ruling Division. He was on the wasteland two years ago. She stepped into the Fate Realm in one step, but suffered misfortune, and immediately afterwards, he knew a bit lonely and bitterly that she could have entered the Fate Realm anytime.

Long Qing knew very well that he must have a battle with Ye Hongyu in this life. Otherwise, he could not make his Dao heart truly clear, just as Ning Que meant for his monastic journey.

It's just that he never thought that this battle would happen under such circumstances.

Ye Hongyu walked up to the autumn lake, his feet gently stepped on the lake water, drifting, the blood-colored **** robe danced by the wind from time to time, it looked like a **** fairy, charm and holiness mixed , A different kind of beauty.

If you look closely, you will find that every time she falls, a thin piece of ice floats under her feet, and the thin ice seems to be able to perceive her heart, or she can say everything about this autumn lake. The operation rules of things are extremely thorough, which is more incredible than walking on the lake.

"Master Sir!"

"God!"

The fallen knights in black armor, looking at the blood-robed girls on the lake, stood up in shock, accompanied by the frightening hiss of war horses, many people actually forgot to prepare to fight in fear.

Long Qing watched silently as Ye Hongyu stepped on the lake ice, meditated for a moment, and then took a deep breath. The thoughts in his body came out magnificently, and he summoned his own destiny peach without hesitation.

Faced with such a terrifying opponent, he knew that any means of combat or skill and even a contest in will had no meaning, and he could only fight hard with his opponent with his most powerful skills.

The black natal peach blossom has five petals, one of which was shot by the missing Yuan 13 arrow to wither, and the other two were withered and crushed into powder in the self-storm before the broken temple. Now it looks a bit weird and miserable. There is a disgusting ugly meaning in it, like rotten fish dead on a sea boat for half a year.

Feeling the sense of darkness and darkness contained in the peach blossoms of the Longqing prince ’s natal life, the fallen knights suddenly regained their spirits and got rid of the natural fear of Ye Hongyu. Out, with a sad buzz, struck the **** the lake!

At the moment when the Prince Longqing called out the black natal peach blossoms, the expression on Ye Hongyu's face changed slightly because she sensed the breath of death and thought of the tragedy in Zhishouguan, how could you not understand the truth.

As for the dozens of seemingly powerful Dao swords, they were not in her eyes at all. She did not even pay any attention. Her hands slightly spread the robe, and the holy Haotian God Hui immediately spread on the lake.

The fallen knights, with the help of Zandi Maru, most of them possessed the cultivation of Dongxuan Realm, especially those cavalry commanders who had survived luckily, the realm was even deeper, and their natal dao sword now followed Longqing The prince's breath, wiped with the ghost black that was exchanged for the sacrifice to the Pluto, is very amazing, and can directly break the frontal ride of the armor and heavy riding, and ordinary practitioners can't resist at all.

Then Xiling Divine Art happened to be the nemesis of these ghost swords.

When these black Dao swords seemed to be irresistibly flying to the lake, flying into the Haotian Shenhui of Ye Hongyu's body, it was like a ghost met the scorching sun, and the sword body shivered violently and braved. A burst of blue smoke, a wailing scream similar to wailing, where there is the previous power.

Some black Daojian saw something wrong and tried to fly away from the range controlled by Haotian Shenhui, but the bursts of smoke on the sword, like countless invisible ropes, tightly bound them, no matter how desperately they tried The east thorn and the west thorn are still unable to fly out of this holy brilliance, it looks like a moth in the lampshade.

The blood-red divine robe hung like a waterfall on the jade arm. In this calm attitude, Ye Hongyu tapped the lake slowly and unstoppably towards the opposite bank of Bihu.

The Haotian Divine Radiance emanating from her was like a huge light mask, and as she moved along the lake, the black swords were also moved by her.

This picture is very strange and shocking.

Her jade feet stepped on the shore of the lake, leaving a shallow footprint in the icy gravel.

The holy Haotian Shenhui gradually converged on Ye Hongyu's body.

The dozens of black Nether Dao swords, like Meng Amnesty, wanted to fly away.

Ye Hongyu raised his right hand at will, reaching into the air, holding one of the ghost swords.

At the moment her hand held the Nether Dao Sword, the black sword's body burst into endless blue smoke like a fire, and with these green smoke, Dao Jian gradually returned to the bright white.

The remaining dozens of Nether Dao swords, some successfully flew back to the fallen knight, and more fell miserably in the cold lake water, splashing countless waves, and terrified countless lake fish.

Ye Hongyu grabs the sword at will, and the action of making the sword seems to be very casual.

She pierced the black peach blossom with a sword.

Just because of randomness, so I don't know where the sword intention is, so how to avoid it?

In the face of this sword, which combines Ke Haoran's sword determination and Liu Bai's sword intention, Long Qing couldn't dodge it at all, and he never thought of dodge, and his face was pale but firmly greeted up ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The black peach flower is still intact.

Only a snort was heard.

The black peach blossoms condensed with pure heaven and earth vibrated violently, and there were signs of cracking in an instant.

There is no despair in Long Qing's eyes, but only firmness and coldness. At the next moment, the black and white in his eyes merged again and turned into a bleak gray. An extremely greedy and violent breath erupted from the black coat in his body, and the suddenly disturbed autumn lake was restless.

Looking at his weird eyes, Ye Hongyu frowned slightly, his expression looked dignified and a little disgusted, and at last he made a mockery of disdain.

She flicked the robe, the holy divine light mixed with a very strong **** smell, struck the vortex formed by the greedy breath in front of her, holy and bloody, these two absolutely incomparable breaths, at this time from the robe Waving out of the sleeves, it seems to have become the stones in the temple's quiet pavilion that have been soaked in blood for thousands of years-those with a **** smell are guarding the glory of Haotian.

No matter what kind of vortex, such a stone cannot be swallowed.