Mei Xiyu met the people from Tianyu that night.
The person who came was none other than Liu Qinghe.
The Lord of Heavenly Prison wore the black robe with golden patterns of Heavenly Prison without any cover in the night rain. He held an umbrella and walked through the long street that had sunk into the ground. He knocked on the door of Meixiyu Xiaoyuan. door.
This Taoist from Qingtian Dao looked at this human monster with a livid expression.
Liu Qinghe just smiled slightly, turned around under the umbrella and looked at the long streets that were not cold in the night rain. There were lights everywhere. Even in the rotation of Sophora City, this long street had sunk into the ground, but the time above them was still there. There is a gap in the stone dome wall that allows the night rain to fall into the underground world, and there are still red lights hanging everywhere, like countless warm spring flowers blooming above the head.
When Liu Qinghe thought of the word "spring flowers", his smile became even stronger and he looked back at Mei Xiyu inside the door.
"How about this yard? Tian Yu paid for it himself."
Mei Xiyu clenched the fists in her sleeves, her bun was a little messy, and some hair hung down in front of her forehead. When she walked through Yeyu's courtyard to open the door, it was also messed up.
"What will Heavenly Prison do?"
Liu Qinghe chuckled softly, holding an umbrella and standing in front of the door.
"What Heavenly Prison wants to do is to give you a place to stay. Has nephew Xi Yu forgotten this?"
Mei Xiyu looked at the Lord of Hell in silence, who was always smiling, breathing heavily.
Liu Qinghe turned around with a smile and looked at the rather luxurious mansion across the long street.
"Actually, this courtyard should have something to do with you."
Liu Qinghe, who was tall and quite eye-catching, tilted his head slightly and looked at that place for a long time, as if he could see such a young man in white.
Liu Baiyuan likes to look at a small white flower.
"His Majesty's Minister of War, Liu Sanyue, lived here."
Mei Xiyu was startled.
"What do you mean, Lord Prisoner?"
Liu Qinghe turned his head back with a smile on his face and gave the same answer as before.
"It's nothing interesting. I just thought of that young man from Qingtian Dao when I saw you, so I just mentioned it casually."
Liu Qinghe said and gave Mei Xiyu a strange look.
"Is there something wrong with you? Why are you so nervous?"
Mei Xiyu was silent for a long time, and then said in a cold voice: "This is the Huaidu Siwu Prison. What do you think, the prison master?"
Liu Qinghe chuckled softly and raised his hand to pat Mei Xiyu on the shoulder.
"Don't worry. If your junior brother can live here, you can naturally live here too. In this world, both humans and monsters are reasonable. Look at me, am I not such a person?"
Mei Xiyu is a well-educated person.
I generally don't curse.
Unless you can't help it.
Just like when Chen Huaifeng suddenly put a big hat on Qingtian Dao and Mei Xiyu.
It's just that even if Mei Xiyu wants to curse, she probably won't be able to do so when facing such a lord of heavenly hell.
So he stood there in silence.
Liu Qinghe turned around and said very calmly: "Although Tian Yu doesn't want to do anything, it may not be possible for me to be in the province. So my nephew must keep your household registration book."
With such words behind him, Liu Qinghe walked quietly down the long street holding an umbrella, just as he had come.
After a long silence, Mei Xiyu raised her hand to lift a strand of hair hanging down in front of her eyebrows, and called out to the man in black robe under the umbrella.
"Prison Master."
Liu Qinghe turned back in the rain.
The look on Taoist Qingtian's face was very sincere.
Sincere and sincere, pious and sincere.
"I'll fuck you."
As a great demon of extremely high realm in the human world, Liu Baiyuan, who mastered the Heavenly Prison and a Yi's Bow, was obviously stunned for a moment, and then smiled.
"Did you ever bathe in the river as a child?"
.......
Liu Qinghe is a river demon.
.......
When Liu Qinghe left the long street, he heard a rather young voice behind him.
"Prison Master is leaving now?"
Liu Qinghe raised his eyebrows, but did not look back. He just smiled and walked away holding the umbrella.
"Let's go. Sir, there is no need to send it off."
...
Mei Xiyu looked at the black and white figure under the dome of night rain in silence,
The black robe goes away.
Baiyi looked back.
The Taoist of Qingtian Dao closed the door silently.
...
The night on earth is an extremely long, slow and peaceful story.
Nan Dao and Lu Xiaoer hurried on their way through the night mountains and forests, riding the wind of swords.
The young boy has good talent, but after all, he is just a twelve-year-old boy who has seen the mountain.
Just like the story about supporting Yun Jue Town.
Some sword cultivators who have reached the Dao realm from the minor realm can naturally move very fast, just like what Chen Huaifeng and Nan Dao said at the beginning.
In such a world, if great sword cultivators like them desperately burned the sea of gods, it would only take one day to travel from the south to the outside of the pass.
A sword floats thousands of miles away, naturally free and happy.
However, after all, the world is not a lone hero's business.
During the war in the world, Nan Yi almost died in Nan Yi City.
Therefore, people in the world will eventually have to go with the flow and face many things.
In order to take care of Lu Xiaoer, Nan Dao stopped and walked all the way.
Lu Xiaoer naturally understood this truth. Even though the Divine Sea was almost exhausted, he did not stop. With some sword intent from the Xiwu Sword, he reluctantly followed Nan Dao's footsteps.
Just like Cheng Lu didn't know why Nan Dao left in such a hurry.
Lu Xiaoer couldn't understand either.
However, he didn't have time to ask his uncle, so he just tried his best to follow him.
After a long time, Lu Xiaoer stopped on the mountain trail with a pale expression.
Nan Dao, who was walking ahead, also stopped, looked at Lu Xiaoer silently for a long time, and then stopped on the rocks ahead with an umbrella.
While Lu Xiaoer was absorbing the vitality of the world, he asked Nan Dao a question.
"Uncle Master, why are you leaving in such a hurry?"
Even though Nandao was in Yunjue Town, it did perform quite astonishingly in those two night battles. However, it was not a battle between two races, just some tentative attacks.
If the demon clan gathered in Bailu really went to war with the world, Cheng Lu and Ximen would most likely be buried in such a large-scale war.
The 70,000 sword cultivators and many disciples of the Human Sword Sect who died outside Nanyi City were enough to illustrate such a thing.
Nan Dao didn't speak, just looked at the umbrella frame in his hand quietly.
Lu Xiaoer waited for a long time, but did not wait for Nan Dao's answer.
The young boy sat there in silence, sighed again, and after a long time, he said softly: "Can Uncle Master change the situation of the war?"
Nan Dao looked back at the young boy sitting on the mountain road in the night, adjusting his breathing, and answered this question.
"I don't know, maybe."
Lu Xiaoer sat for a long time, then raised his head and looked at Nan Dao resolutely.
"Uncle then, go ahead and I'll come right after."
Nan Dao looked at Lu Xiaoer quietly for a long time. The sword wind around him circulated again, spreading under the umbrella for a long time, but it did not leave.
Just when Lu Xiaoer was wondering, he heard a crisp sword cry.
There was a flash of light in the night, and in an instant, it appeared in front of Lu Xiaoer.
It's the Parrot Island.
The sword carries a rather fierce wind and snow sword intent.
Lu Xiaoer looked up at Nandao not far away, who was standing under the umbrella very calmly.
"Okay, I left some sword energy on Parrot Island. If you encounter any troublesome monsters on the road, you can use it to defend yourself."
The scabbard of the sword was also thrown over by Nan Dao and inserted in front of Lu Xiaoer. Then Yuyaozhou slowly sheathed it, hiding its edge.
The scabbard made by Wu Dalong for Nandao is indeed quite suitable.
The sword intent that was enough to kill Dao realm monsters was deeply hidden, and nothing leaked out.
Lu Xiaoer reached out and pulled out the scabbard, wiped off the dirt on the scabbard, and was about to ask Nan Dao where he was.
When he raised his head, he saw his sixteen-year-old uncle picked up the wine bottle on his waist, took a sip of the cold peach blossom wine, and then turned into a sword light and disappeared into the mountains and forests.
Although Lu Xiaoer was a little confused, he didn't think much about it. He just thought that walking around seemed to be a burden to his uncle, and he was inevitably a little disappointed.
So he put the Parrot Island in its sheath on his lap, and began to absorb the vitality of heaven and earth on the side of the mountain road.
...
Cheng Lu and Ximen stood on the night barrier.
This barrier, which is still being reinforced, has obviously become a small town wall.
In ancient times, Yunjue Town was used as a pass to resist the Chu soldiers because of its terrain. If there are many dangerous places in the south of Huai'an, then Yunjue Town is the last pass. After passing here, you will reach the plains. , but after all, those stories are too old.
Thousands of years of history have passed, and many things have disappeared like wind and sand in the years.
But some of the stories are probably still similar.
Shang Yu's ancient land was lost several times in those years because the Chu navy came across the sea and went directly from north to south.
Just like this story today.
It's just that facing some enemies is different.
It was the ancient Chu Wujia.
But now, they are facing the White Deer group of monsters.
But tonight, none of the stories came.
In the distant mountains, the spring breeze stirred the night clouds, scattering soothing shadows all over the ground. Mountain birds were leisurely, sometimes flitting across the sky.
Cheng Lu and Ximen were like two people looking at the scenery, standing on the barrier.
Not long ago, at the end of the twilight, those heavenly wardens who secretly lurked deep into the White Deer brought back the news that there was no trace of the demon army in the world.
As for further north, there is no news.
Naturally, one day the jailer tried to go deeper.
However, according to those heavenly wardens who were lucky enough to escape, once they cross the town where Ximen stopped, there will be a green sword light coming from the human world.
Those who set foot there died without exception.
The news about Bailu, everything stopped in that town to the south.
Cheng Lu and Ximen naturally also approached Taoists who were familiar with various places in Bailu and asked about the situation of that town to the north.
According to the Taoist, to the north of the town is a large wetland jungle, covered by ancient trees and filled with frightened birds.
Such a place is undoubtedly an excellent cover for smuggling into the human world.
Therefore, when the White Deer Demon Clan really stopped coming to Yunjue Town, Ximen and Cheng Lu felt increasingly heavy in their hearts.
"If Shanyue is lost and the demon clan defends the city in the mountain, the entire world will not be easy."
Ximen's expression was gloomy, and he finally looked like Lin Erliang before.
I am always worried about many things, and it is naturally difficult to keep a smile on my face.
"The change of gods and ghosts in Huangliang has been going on for more than half a month. If the demon clan's matter is difficult to solve, once the army comes across the river, Nanyi City will inevitably fall into internal and external difficulties."
Cheng Lu looked into the distance quietly with her sword behind her back, and said softly: "Did Nanyi City ever destroy the crossing formations left behind by the Witch Ghost Path?"
Ximen was silent for a while and shook his head.
"After the war, the ghosts and witches retreated to Huangliang, and a miasma of mist and poison arose in Yunmeng Daze, just like those recorded in historical records when ancient Chu was blessed by gods and ghosts thousands of years ago. That's it. It is difficult for the disciples of the Human Sword Sect to penetrate deep, let alone search for the formations of witches and ghosts that were hanging in the sky."
Cheng Lu frowned for a long time.
Nanyi City is the gate of Huaian.
Lingnan is the barrier of Huaian.
However, that large swamp is the real gateway between the two places in the world.
Since the internal collapse of the Wuguishen Sect, this portal has been open.
However, when the goddess returns, the power to open and close such a door is completely in Huang Liang's hands.
This is Huaian's biggest headache.
The Youhuang Mountains and Yunmeng Daze are the biggest factors that keep this world isolated.
This is also the reason why so far, even though Nanyi City has the southern armor, it has been unable to take any action in the face of the chaos of the demon clan.
No one knows when there will be a wizard crossing the river from Daze.
Cheng Lu suddenly remembered the last emperor of Huaian.
Li Asan, the Empress of Huaian.
The Yuexing Formation, which is causing great headaches in the world today, was created by the Ghost Suppression Division under Li Asan back then.
It's a pity that the things that Huaian forgot were picked up by Huang Liang instead.
Even though Wugui Dao has been in decline for more than two thousand years, such an ancient and long-standing spiritual sect cannot be underestimated.
Ximen looked at the thoughtful Cheng Lu and said, "Senior brother, do you have any ideas?"
Cheng Lu came back to her senses, stood in the night breeze, and smiled quite lonely.
"You are in the Seventh Realm, and I am also in the Seventh Realm. What do you think I can think?"
This Liuyun Sword Sect disciple turned to look southwest of Yunjue Town and said softly, "Fortunately, we are aware of these things. At the moment, we can only hope that those people from Lingnan can get back to Shanyue in time."
Cheng Lu said and smiled softly.
"Of course, there may still be changes to this story."
Ximen said in a deep voice: "Everything is a pretense. The White Deer Monster Clan did not cross the mountain forest, but stayed there. Once Lingnan Shanyue fully retreats to the city in the mountain, they will directly come with their troops."
That was when torrents burst their banks and tall buildings collapsed.
Therefore, the barriers of Yunjue Town are still being strengthened.
The two were silent for a long time.
Ximen said softly: "So what are the senior brothers from the Human Sword Sect doing?"
Cheng Lu said calmly: "Waiting."
"What are you waiting for?"
“Unless the storm surges, it will fall and cannot be saved; unless the building collapses, it cannot be supported.”
Just be safe, don't be right or wrong.
For such a sword sect who came out of Jianjian Cliff.
Many stories may still be a mess.
Just like Xie Chunxue finally went to that town after drinking a pot of bloody peach blossom wine.
Jiang Ye and the others are disciples of the mountain sect.
Xie Chunxue and the others are disciples of the Sword Sect.
Sword Sect disciples have many things to consider.
Cheng Lu turned to look at Ximen and said softly: "They are different from the Heavenly Prison. The Heavenly Prison is digging through the turf everywhere, looking for clues. They will only wait for some behemoth to appear before they can really come out."
Ximen sighed and said: "Then what kind of human sword sect is this?"
"That's their name. That's their sword. Just like in Nanyi City, if no one knows that the disciple in Nanyi City is a disciple of the Sword Sect, they will restrain themselves a lot. If the world doesn't know where the disciple of the Sword Sect is, they will also restrain themselves a lot. . This means that fish cannot escape from the abyss, and the sharp weapons of the country cannot be shown to others. Have you seen Dayi's bow in Huaidu?"
Simon shook his head calmly.
"Never seen it."
"Then are you afraid?"
Simon nodded sincerely.
There is no practitioner in the world who is not afraid of such an arrow.
Cheng Lu stood quietly with his sword behind him for a long time and said softly: "No chivalrous knight can guarantee that he has never killed a good person in his life."
So whether it is a disciple of the Sword Sect or the bow of Dayi.
You need to look very carefully to find a landing point.
"It's just that a lot more blood will be shed in the world."
In any case, such words are not like the words of a person who has a wrongful killing quota.
"Only after you have been bitten by a mosquito do you know that you will bleed. If you live a life of ease, the world will only imagine that you are invulnerable."
These were not the cold words that Cheng Lu could say.
Live in a different atmosphere.
People will always have many changes.
It gradually became quiet above the barrier.
There are sword cultivators patrolling in the distance.
The sword light flickered from time to time, like a firefly that strayed into spring.
Ximen looked at it for a long time and was probably a little tired.
After all, I had only been injured by the sword intention of that White Deer City Lord Qin Sang today.
Turning around and walking towards the bottom of the barrier, he suddenly thought of something again. He looked back at Cheng Lu and said, "Nandao, have you really left Yunjue Town?"
Ximen was too worried, so naturally he didn’t pay attention to the young man’s whereabouts under such circumstances.
Cheng Lu nodded.
"But I feel a little weird."
Ximen stood there quietly and thought for a long time, and then said, "What will happen if he returns to Lingnan?"
Cheng Lu raised her eyebrows.
This is the second time Simon has said this.
Cheng Lu seemed to have figured out a lot of things.
Yes, what will happen if he returns to Lingnan?
Even if he has ten miles of wind and snow.
However, it is not just a world of monsters.
Once those blizzards fall.
That part of the human world is naturally difficult to survive.
But Cheng Lu suddenly thought of something and looked down at Ximen.
The sword cultivator from Heavenly Prison also suddenly looked at the sword cultivator on the barrier in horror.
Obviously, the two suddenly thought of the same thing.
If Lingnan and Shanyue could not have such a storm.
What about the white deer?
"He was heading south."
"The distance of a hundred miles is a bit far for an enlightened sword cultivator, but even if it takes a detour, it is not a difficult or long-lasting matter - not to mention, he is not an ordinary enlightened person."
The two were silent for a while.
Cheng Lu's sword intent circulated, turning into sword light and disappearing into the night of Yun Jue Town.
"I'm going to find him."
...
The matter of the demon clan is also a dilemma.
Once the monster clan dies a devastating death.
The entire human world will truly fall into a deadly battle between the two races.
