Outside of Time

The night sky is deep.

Moonlight, cold. Light rain falls.

The bright moon hanging high in the deep night sky like a silver plate, with a hint of chilly moonlight, melted into the sudden rain, shining brightly on the harbor of Seven Blood Boys, and also flowed on the eaves outside Zhimeng Tower.

The raindrops became lines, and the rain lines became curtains.

The moonlight had no time to avoid it and reflected the shadow of Mo Lake.

It's like a picture of a house in the middle of the night, especially the scene where the moonlight and light rain coexist, which is rare.

At this moment, in this hazy street under the rain, a figure wearing a gray monk's robe was walking step by step, holding a white oil-paper umbrella.

The face of the person under the umbrella cannot be seen, but his slender body, upright posture, and the aura emanating from his body when walking make the rainwater turn into rain and mist on its own as it approaches, and pass by him. Flowing into the ripples formed by the soles of shoes on the ground,

Circles, circles, pieces, continuous.

On one side of the figure under the umbrella, in the shadow of the street eaves, there were two people, one holding an umbrella, and the other ignoring the rain and following quickly.

The person coming is Xu Qing.

Under the eaves are Mute and Xu Xiaohui.

Although it is night now, for this bustling street, it seems that all the joy has just begun. The shops on both sides were originally bustling with people, the sound of changing glasses, hearty smiles, and flattering desires. Also welcome, everywhere.

Especially outside some luxurious shops, there are many disciples with good auras, guarding them like guards. Most of them are followers of the big shots talking and laughing in these shops.

The target Xu Qing is looking for is also among them.

He was a skinny young man. He was standing under the eaves of Zhimeng Tower. He was talking and laughing with a female disciple next to him, but the next moment, his expression suddenly changed and he looked up at the street.

Not only him, but all the shops on this street fell silent at this moment.

Xu Qing's arrival did not involve any deliberate external cultivation, but the evil energy on his body and the fluctuations caused by his sixty-five apertures still made everyone who noticed it startled.

So a lot of eyes stared at it from different places.

Under the gaze of everyone, Xu Qing looked as usual and walked step by step outside Zhimeng Tower.

As a window on the second floor was pushed open, the figure of the big snake poked out, purring happily at Xu Qing. Xu Qing moved the umbrella, raised his head, and saw the big snake.

He smiled.

Under the moonlight and in the rain, the boy's smile made the big snake pause for a moment.

It seemed that his body was softer, and he instinctively wanted to crawl out and get closer, but he was grabbed by the old man Banquan Lu behind him, glaring at Xu Qing with an extremely vigilant look.

Xu Qing withdrew his gaze and looked at the skinny young man who was trembling outside Zhimeng Tower.

The young man's heart was roaring, his breathing was rapid and he couldn't control it, and his eyes were stinging. The figure of Xu Qing in his eyes was like a god, distorting the nothingness around him.

It was as if the other party itself had become a huge vortex, capable of swallowing up everything in him in an instant.

Fear and horror appeared crazily throughout the young man's body. As his body trembled, all his flesh and blood screamed at him, telling him that he was extremely dangerous at this moment.

Because, not only did he see Xu Qing, he also saw Xu Xiaohui, who followed Xu Qing and was filled with hatred for him!

He had met Xu Xiaohui. After he killed Zhou Qingpeng's lackey three months ago, he felt that someone was investigating the matter, so he paid attention secretly and found Xu Xiaohui who was helpless and looking for clues like a wounded deer.

He originally didn't care about such a fragile person who could be killed with just one slap, but seeing Xu Xiaohui's weak look in that situation, he became interested, so he pretended to help. After playing with it for a while, he got tired of it. , so I didn’t care.

But now, his heart was trembling.

He knew Xu Qing and knew that the other party was now famous and unparalleled. Before he killed Zhou Qingpeng, he also knew that Xu Qing and Zhou Qingpeng were the same generation, but they were only the same generation.

In Qixuetong, the same period is not important, it is all about cultivating gu, so how can there be friendship involved?

So even now, he felt that all this was unreal, and even felt that it might not be what he thought. So when Xu Qing came, he suppressed his trembling, lowered his head and greeted her immediately.

"Meet...meet...Uncle Xu."

"Is it him?" Xu Qing's eyes fell on the mute and Xu Xiaohui.

The mute nodded respectfully, and Xu Xiaohui gritted her teeth and glared at the young man. The moment she saw the jade slip, she had actually realized that she had been too stupid during this period, and now she nodded fiercely.

Seeing this, the skinny young man standing outside Zhimeng Tower felt his heart completely pounding, and he instinctively took a few steps back and spoke hastily.

"Master, save me..."

Almost as soon as his voice came out, it stopped abruptly. The moment he opened his mouth, a black iron stick appeared out of thin air from Xu Qing's side, approached instantly, and penetrated directly through his neck.

The power of thunder contained in it spread all over the body along the wound in an instant, causing the young man's soul to fly away instantly, his body torn apart, and he seemed to be about to collapse.

And the thunder in the rain pulled the lightning in the clouds in the sky. In the blink of an eye, a thunder thundered from the sky and landed on the skinny young man who was already a corpse like a silver snake.

With a bang, its cracked body collapsed and turned into pieces of black dried meat, which smoked and fell to the ground, and were extinguished by the rain.

This scene was so shocking that everyone who saw it was shaken up.

Although the Foundation Establishment Killing Qi Condensation should be so clean and neat, Xu Qing's move was so shocking that it actually triggered the thunder from the sky. This is the reason why the hearts of those who saw it roared.

The black iron sign returned in an instant, floating quietly behind Xu Qing, blending into the shadow.

And the more this happens, the more it makes the hearts of those who see it tremble.

The surroundings were quiet at this moment, and Xu Qing was about to leave, but at this moment, a strange voice came from the second floor of Zhimeng Building, through the window that Ling'er opened.

"Oh, Xiao Jianjian, the one who died was the follower you brought before. He was asking you for help just now." This voice belonged to the captain.

When Xu Qing looked at Da She and the old man Banquan Lu before, he noticed that there were two auras in the private room. One was very familiar to him, and the other was not unfamiliar to him.

So Xu Qing raised his head and looked at the window of the private room above.

In the private room, Yifeng Tianjiao Wu Jianwu glanced at the captain who was smiling but not smiling. After being silent for a few breaths, he snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves and stood up suddenly. A wave of life fire burst out in his body, with an imposing manner. The rainbow caused shock in all directions.

"Wow~" the captain shouted quickly in cooperation.

Wu Jianwu felt that this man was a fool, and it would be too embarrassing for him to argue with the fool, so he walked towards the window with an extremely gloomy expression without even looking at the captain.

After arriving at the window, his whole body's aura fluctuated, and his cultivation was extremely violent. Amidst the lightning and thunder in the sky, bronze swords emerged from the clouds and were locked here.

It was as if there was a monstrous rage brewing in Wu Jianwu's body, which could explode at any moment. There was even more shocking murderous intent permeating his body, and finally integrated into his eyes as he looked at Xu Qing.

"Why did you kill my followers!!" He said these words very proudly.

Coupled with the majesty on his body and the gloomy look on his face, while his aura is like a rainbow, it also gives people a sense of genius.

Especially during the words, thunder roared in the sky, exploding in all directions, and the bronze swords formed one after another exuded endless edge.

This scene made everyone in the surrounding shops feel extremely shaken.

At this moment, they all left quickly, and they had a strong premonition that... there would be a big battle here.

After all, Xu Qing killed his attendant in front of his master, which was like a slap in the face.

Especially the monks at the First Peak, who care about face the most, will never give up.

At the same time, the big snake in the private room locked Wu Jianwu with a fierce look in his eyes and wanted to slap him. He was hugged by the old man Banquan Lu.

The old man was already happy in his heart at this moment, secretly thinking Xu Qing, Xu Qing, let’s see what you do next. The first peak is the most protective of the weak. The eight senior brothers in front of Wu Jianwu like to fight in groups the most.

At the same time, Mute and Xu Xiaohui on Xu Qing's side were also shocked.

The mute raised his head, and even though his body was shaking under the pressure of Wu Jianwu, he still showed his sharp teeth and stared at the opponent's neck.

And Xu Xiaohui bit her lower lip, feeling extremely anxious in her heart. She felt that Xu Qing had been implicated in her incident.

However... amidst the changes in everyone's moods, only Xu Qing's expression remained normal.

He looked at Wu Jianwu standing by the window, his eyes cold, without saying a word, and when he raised his right hand, a black iron sign made a buzzing sound from the shadow behind him.

At this moment, a long laugh came from Wu Jianwu next to the window.

He looked up to the sky and laughed, nodding his head while laughing, and even let out a voice with a sense of recognition, and the sound was very loud, as if he wanted everyone to hear it.

"So that's it. What you said makes sense. Since this is your personal enmity, Wu really shouldn't be involved."

Xu Qing frowned, but he said nothing.

"There's no need to drink. Wu understands this." Wu Jianwu laughed loudly and said.

"Haha, Brother Xu, you don't have to be like this. I really don't have time recently, that's all. Wu also admires your feats in the Sea Corpse Clan, and you are so polite. Well, since you treat me like this, Wu is not stingy. Man, Wu paid you the one hundred thousand spirit stones for killing this man!”

Ling'er opened her eyes wide, looked at Wu Jianwu, and then at the empty space around him, somewhat confused as to what he was talking about.

"Yeah, okay. Let's meet again when we have time. Wu will say goodbye first. I met Brother Xu today. In the private room, Wu Jianwu spoke loudly, with a hearty voice. From the majesty at the beginning, he gradually became cheerful, In the end, a smile appeared on his face and he gave Xu Qing a fist.

Xu Qing looked strange. He didn't say a word from the beginning to the end.

Wu Jianwu quickly scanned Xu Qing's expression, his heart trembled, he quickly tossed his sleeves, kept laughing, and stepped out of the private room.

Heading towards the distant horizon, facing the lightning, wind and rain, he stepped away.

His figure floats like a fairy, like a beautiful picture scroll, revealing an astonishing artistic conception. "Beyond the otherworldly world, Qi swallowed the sea of ​​clouds and I became an immortal. I followed him as he moved forward. All the ancient bronze swords in the sky accompanied him around, and their voices echoed in all directions, getting farther and farther.