The flying knife was really powerful, and the murderous aura it exuded caused everyone to fall to the ground. The woman holding the sword was finally unable to resist, and saw the ruthless flying knife flying directly in front of her. The flying knife was extremely fast, There was no way out for her.
Nangong Qi's white shadow flashed past, and he used Wind and Moon Steps. He had already arrived in front of the woman in black. His left hand hugged her slender waist, and he pushed her back. He held her right hand with his right hand and picked her up. The long sword in his hand rotated rapidly.
The strong sword energy entangled the flying knife, and finally released the murderous intent from the flying knife. Then the sword edge deflected, and the two of them leaned down sideways. The murderous intent of the flying knife weakened, and it passed by the side of the woman's shoulder.
The flying knife passed by like the wind, cutting off several strands of the woman's long hair. The long hair was winding and gently falling to the ground. The flying knife pierced through the pillar, made a loud bang, and was inserted into a wall. on the wall, and cracks began to appear on the wall.
Nangong Qi turned around, looked at the flying knife, and said coldly: "Canghen Flying Knife! Are you Ye Canghen?"
The woman in black turned around, looked at Nangong Qi, and said, "Thank you, Master, for helping me. He has gone crazy. Please help me, Master, and subdue him together."
The person who spoke was none other than the killer of Yelong Pavilion, Zi Yuan.
Nangong Qi looked at Ye Canghen and said, "He is not crazy, he is the devil who has resurrected his soul. Girl, please step aside and let me deal with him!"
Zi Yuan nodded and stepped aside.
Nangong Qi drew a talisman with his right hand, and saw a red talisman appearing in the air. The talisman flashed and grew bigger and bigger. He waved his hand, and countless talismans flashed out, wrapping around Ye Canghen's body.
"Ah -" Ye Canghen let out a beast's roar, gritted his teeth and looked at Nangong Qi, only to see Ye Canghen's handsome face suddenly turned dark purple, blue scales rose up on his cheeks, and a long hair appeared on his forehead. At the sharp angle, he yelled angrily: "Who are you? Dare you stop my demon general from killing someone?"
Nangong Qi stared at Ye Canghen, who had transformed into a demon general, and said, "Are you one of the twelve demon generals?"
Ye Canghen nodded and said: "Yes, my master summoned me to wake up. Now I will continue to perform the important task of my demon. The fire of the sky and the earth, to refine my heart, I am free, and the destiny of the universe, I do not ask for immortal saints , just ask me, fight without fighting, get what you don’t get, ask me what my name is, call me a devil. Hahaha!"
Zi Yuan looked at the possessed Ye Canghen and shivered with fear. She really couldn't believe how such a gentle man could turn into such a terrifying appearance.
The Ice Rose Sword in her hand was trembling slightly. She was obviously a ruthless killer, but now she was shocked by what happened in front of her.
Nangong Qi said: "Ye Canghen, please control your evil heart, you are not the real you now!"
After speaking, he stretched out two fingers, and then poured a stream of martial spirit into the magic talisman. The magic talisman tightened tighter and tighter, and Ye Canghen's painful roar became more and more intense. In the end, his demonic aura surged, shocking He shattered the talismans and flew away.
"Brother Ye——" Zi Yuan shouted towards him in the far direction.
Nangong Qi turned around and pulled out the Canghen flying knife that was stuck on the wall. His light eyes flashed with cold light and he said coldly: "Another demon has revived his soul. It seems that Su Yu's restoration of the demon is about to begin." It’s gone, all over the world, I don’t know how many more people will suffer from it?”
After speaking, he picked up the wine jar on the table and drank from it.
His heart ached so much. These days, he tried to use alcohol to numb himself and forget everything. However, he was still alive. He could never forget everything while he was still alive. There were many kinds of alcohol in the world, but none of them were You can completely forget everything.
Zi Yuan stepped forward and said, "What is your surname, sir?"
"No, Nangong Qi."
Zi Yuan was shocked and said, "Are you Nangong Qi, the dean of Chenxing Academy in Da Yang Prefecture?"
Nangong Qi shook his head and said, "That was just a matter of the past. Now I have left Da Yang Mansion."
Zi Yuan nodded and said: "I'm Zi Yuan, I just heard Master Nangong talking about the Demon General Yuan Shen, what is that?"
Nangong Qi said slowly: "Miss Ziyuan, have you ever heard of the Heavenly Demon Sect?"
Zi Yuan nodded and said: "Of course I have heard that the Heavenly Demon Sect is doing harm to the common people."
Nangong Qi laughed miserably and said: "Back then, there were twelve Heavenly Demon Generals under the Moon Worshiping Demon Lord, and they swore to follow the Moon Worshiping Demon Lord to the death. Now that the Demon Lord's soul has returned, so will the twelve Heavenly Demon Generals. They are recovering one after another. Miss Ziyuan, is that Ye Canghen just now your friend?"
Zi Yuan said: "I don't know if he is my friend. I have no friends in my life, but Brother Ye once saved my life and is an important person in my life."
Nangong Qi laughed and said: "Haha! Miss Ziyuan is just like me. She doesn't have many friends. Having too many friends is not a good thing. If one day, your friend betrays you, you will definitely be disheartened and hurt. Like a knife twisting."
Zi Yuan looked at the Canghen flying knife in Nangong Qi's hand, and she could clearly understand the meaning of Nangong Qi's words. She said: "It turns out he is not that kind of person..."
Nangong Qi said: "No matter what kind of person he was, he will never be the same person in the future, so it is best for the girl to forget him, otherwise it will only increase the sadness."
After saying that, he handed the Canghen flying knife to Zi Yuan.
Zi Yuan held the Canghen Flying Knife in her hand and felt a sadness rising in her heart. She looked at Nangong Qi and felt that he was also a miserable person in the world, so she said, "Master Nangong, is there any way to save him?" Got him?"
Nangong Qi sneered and said: "That's a good question, girl. I also want to know if there is any way to save him? That is his destiny when he was born. How can you change your destiny against the will of heaven? In this In this world, you cannot turn around reincarnation, nor can you change destiny. Hahaha!"
After he finished speaking, he smiled sadly and walked away.
Zi Yuan looked at the Canghen flying knife in her hand and murmured: "You can't turn around reincarnation, and you can't change destiny..."
The boat passed away from then on, and the rest of its life was just a shadow.
In an old dream of Pinghu, Nangong Qi lay drunk on a small boat, holding the wine jar and drinking wildly. Finally, half asleep and half awake, the wine jar rolled into the lake, and his hands gently slipped from the edge of the boat, feeling the cold lake water. Silk passed his fingers coldly, watching the stars in the sky turn hazy, letting the small boat take him away from this painful world.
A flat boat floats across the lake, and a white shadow enters the painting.
I saw a white shadow flying across the lake, like a big white bird passing gracefully. In the vast Pinghu Lake, only the sad white back was left, and a slender and gentle hand gently stroked Nangong Qi's handsome cheek.
The hazy white figure is reflected in the lake, and the stars in the sky are draped over the visitor's body, like an illusion or a dream, like the past life, or the next life.
"Going on the lake and getting drunk, the boat is full of stars..." The man murmured softly, wearing stars and moon, with a white gauze covering his face, revealing a pair of beautiful eyes as gentle as a deer.
Nangong Qi stretched out his hand to pull down the white gauze, and saw a peerless face reflected on the lake. Three thousand black hair fluttered in the wind, falling on his white hair.
Nangong Qi reached out to hug her. This time, what he hugged was no longer loneliness, but the warm body. All the suppressed emotions were instantly intertwined like lightning and flint, and the thunder from the sky stirred up the fire on the earth, which was constantly preparing to stir in his heart, burning continuously... He finally kissed those heavenly lips desperately.
It was the tenderness and heat deep in his heart, the uncontrollable waves and longing, like the reckless and circling wind in the valley, constantly hitting back and forth in the depths of his heart, trying to find an exit.
When the depression reaches its peak, there is a torrent that has nowhere to vent. Their lips and cheeks are tenderly attached to each other, their ears and temples
Grinding together, whispering, black and white hair entangled with each other.
Their breaths were facing each other, and they only had eyes for each other. Their affectionate eyes suddenly turned into misty fireworks. The fingers intertwined, brushing against the hot heat in each other's palms, and finally the ten fingers intertwined, tightly interlocking like mandarin ducks and butterflies. Thousands of times, it crushed the stars and turned the tenderness of love into the spring breeze.
The boat rocked gently, and the ripples on the lake swayed far away...
That night, Nangong Qi had a dream. He dreamed that he had become another person, dressed in white, like an immortal who had fallen into the mortal world.
He stepped across the sky and sea of clouds, jumped over thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, covered with stars and the moon, and came just for one person.
In the pink peach forest, the peach blossoms were scorching, and were blown into chaos by the wind. Everything in the world had lost its color, because he saw the person playing the piano behind the peach blossoms.
A black dress was gently blown by the wind, her black hair was flying, and her eyes were raised. The two of them were facing each other, with a bit of dodge in each other's eyes, but also a bit of careful collision.
At this glance, tens of thousands of years seem to be wasted time and the world has withered away.
When the man playing the harp smiles, the mountains and rivers lose their color. The peach blossoms behind me disappeared and melted into an ink painting. Time passed by and disappeared into eternity.
That alluring smile surpassed everything in the world and instantly became an eternal mark deep in his heart.
Even though he has thousands of years of cultivation, he still can't match the beauty of the other party's smile. Even if he is doomed, he still persists in his obsession.
From now on, even if we are separated by mountains and worlds, in poverty and blue sky, he will always follow her to the death.
The early morning sunshine gently soothed Nangong Qi's face. He stood up slowly, still holding the white gauze covering his face in his hand. He hurriedly clenched the white gauze in his hand, raised his eyes and looked around. There was only the vast Pinghu Lake, except for him. , there is no one left.
He lowered his eyes and looked at the lake, feeling that everything seemed like a dream but not a dream. When he saw the light kiss on his lips, he realized that everything last night was not a dream, and the person he missed had indeed been here.
He stretched out his hand and gently held the white veil covering his face, and couldn't help but feel warm in his heart.
The spring breeze blows across the lake, and the boat returns carrying the moon.
… …
The sea is endless and the ship is drifting.
Han Ziye and their ship had been drifting on the sea for an unknown length of time, and they could see the vast sea in the distance, which seemed to have no end.
Wuchen slowly walked out of the cabin, came to the bow, and said: "I heard from Hall Master Bai that we will be able to reach the Snake King Valley soon."
Han Ziyue nodded, pointed to the sea area in front of her, and said: "Judging from the speed of the ship, we will reach the Snake King Valley soon if nothing else happens."
Wuchen said: "Reaching the Snake King Valley is just the first step. The most important thing is to catch the Hydra King. But I heard that the Hydra King is quite powerful. Can we successfully obtain the Snake Pill?"
Han Ziyue said: "Don't worry, I will get the snake pill even if I risk my life."
A faint smile appeared on Wuchen's face, and then he said: "Xiao Monk is afraid that you will do this. If you try your best, Xiao Monk is worried that the devil's breath in you will attack again, so Xiao Monk will come with you this time. Xiao Monk hopes Han Girl, don’t be so desperate when the time comes, just leave everything to us.”
Han Ziyue nodded and said, "Thank you Master Wuchen."
The boat passed through the long wind and slowly headed towards the Snake King Valley.
On the Luoming Sea side, the ship has sailed into a sea of ice, surrounded by a vast expanse of white. The icebergs are like glacier beauties that have been sleeping for thousands of years, or the tip of the iceberg is exposed, or they are like beauties lying down, or they are like giant dragons. It's so winding and amazing.
Everyone was wearing thick fox furs and looked around.
Zhuo Qi was shivering from the cold and said: "Is there really any fairy grass in this... ghost farming place? Then... I won't freeze to death."
