The back mountain of Dazhu Peak in Qingyun Mountain
Zhang Xiaofan walked slowly on the bamboo forest path. From time to time, Xiao Hui and Da Huang, who were already running in front, heard the sounds of "squeaking" and "woofing", which added a bit of tranquility to the bamboo forest. The setting sun was just right, and it cast a long shadow on the ground. Bamboo waves burst into waves, and the gently swaying bamboo shadow was reflected in his eyes and at the same time in his heart. His eyes gradually looked forward, and the area gradually became clear. And the green bamboo forest. How many memories are frozen here!
There used to be a gentle and gentle black bamboo forest! Underneath the tall and green bamboos, which are as dense as before, in the soil, there are countless bamboo shoots waiting to break out of the ground and grow freely here. Unknowingly, he walked back to the place where he did his homework before, and saw that the black bamboo that was thin at first seemed to be thicker now. The dancing bamboo shadows seemed to surround him. The mountain breeze blows, and countless black bamboos dance and rustle in the wind, as if they are also welcoming the return of old friends.
Not far ahead, I saw the black knotted bamboo still lying there. The past that had been sealed for many years quietly appeared in front of whose eyes? Slowly walking to the black knotted bamboo, there seemed to be no expression on his face, he just stared blankly. For a long time, I slowly squatted down and wiped a small section of bamboo with my sleeves, and a sound that seemed to have appeared countless times in my dreams seemed to ring in my ears.
"Growing up, I don't know how many people have flattered me and given me so many rare treasures, but... even if all the treasures in the world are placed in front of my eyes, they can't compare to the bamboo sleeve you wiped for me. "Xiaofan, I will never forget those days in the Blood Cave." "It turns out that in the darkness, even when I am about to die, I can find someone to rely on." The past is flooding back. Come to mind. He couldn't help but whisper: "Baguio..."
Zhang Xiaofan stopped wiping and stroked the bamboo gently, "Baguio, so many years have passed. I still owe you what I owe you, and I still can't pay it back. I hope in the next life..." He took a deep breath and then He said again: "I can repay what I owe you in this life."
"I believe she will forgive you." A woman in white walked out of the dense bamboo forest. Her appearance was about the same as Lu Xueqi's, but she was not as cool and unparalleled as Lu Xueqi, and was more delicate and charming. It was Xiaobai. "Why are you here?" Zhang Xiaofan stood up and turned around and asked. "I'm here this time because I want to tell you something." She paused and continued: "Have you ever heard of the Spirit Gathering Tower?"
Zhang Xiaofan nodded and said, "I heard it before in the Ghost King Sect. What's wrong?" "It's in the hands of Fenxiang Valley now." Xiao Bai said. "What, how did they get it?" Zhang Xiaofan asked. Xiaobai continued: "They captured the Lich before, asked him how to summon the Xuanhuo Array, and then took away the Spirit Gathering Tower from him."
Zhang Xiaofan thought for a while and said, "I believe they will take action soon after they get this magic weapon." "Xiaofan, are you there?" A call came from a distance. "Your wife is looking for you." Xiaobai said, "Okay, it's time for me to leave." "What are your plans next?" Zhang Xiaofan asked.
Xiaobai smiled and said: "Go to Fenxiang Valley to investigate again, and teach that Shangguan old man a lesson by the way." After saying this, he turned into a white light and flew away. "Xiaofan, who were you talking to just now?" Lu Xueqi walked to Zhang Xiaofan and asked, "It's Xiaobai." "What is she here for?" "Just to see Xiaohui." Lu Xueqi nodded gently. "Come on, everyone is still waiting for us." "I understand." After saying that, he took her hand and walked to the lobby together.
Southern Xinjiang
Recently, people in southern Xinjiang are panicking. Fenxiang Valley has been kidnapping civilians there, including the old, weak, women and children. It is inhumane. There are fewer and fewer residents there, and some villages have become empty overnight, as if the world has evaporated. As the scope of the rebellion in Fenxiang Valley continued to expand, some people realized the crisis and packed their bags and moved to safe places. Hope you can escape this disaster.
Incense Valley Xuanhuo Altar
Shangguan Ce was standing above and looking at a dark red magic circle in front of him with the Spirit Gathering Tower as the center. At this moment, three disciples came in grabbing two civilians and said: "Uncle Master, we caught two more Come back." Shangguan Ce turned around and said: "Then throw them over." After hearing Shangguan Ce's instructions, several disciples immediately told the two people to throw them into the center of the Xuanhuo Altar. A pile of Yin spirits wrapped the two people in it and sucked their blood. In the process, the screams of the two civilians were heard.
In less than a moment, both of them turned into mummies, and the Yin spirits also returned to the tower. The blood that was splashed on the ground during the sucking process did not stop at all, and was all absorbed by the darkness that sometimes snaked and sometimes closed on the ground. The red curve sucked in. After a while, those curves changed from dark red to strange bright red...
Seeing such a bloody scene in front of them, the three Fenxiang Valley disciples were stunned. Shangguan Ce frowned when he saw the changes in the formation, turned around and said to his disciples: "No, this is not enough. You go and arrest more people." A disciple said: "Uncle Master, it's not that we don't want to arrest, but It was those people who fled after they found out that we were arresting people everywhere, and there is no trace of anyone around here anymore."
Shangguan Ce sneered and said, "If it's not enough, you can make up for it." After speaking, Shangguan Ce stretched out his hands, grabbed the clothes of the two disciples, and threw them over. Another disciple hurriedly pulled out his magic weapon. He resisted, but it was too late. Nine cold ice thorns penetrated his chest, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth. As soon as he fell to the ground, it was sucked up by the bright red curve.
The three disciples were thrown into the magic circle by Shangguan Ce, and another burst of miserable screams echoed in the Daxuan Fire Altar. For a long, long time, just like this, five more people became innocent victims. At this time, the bright red The curve becomes redder and more vivid...
Qingyun Mountain Xiaozhu Peak Jingzhuxuan
Lu Xueqi came to the window. The moonlight was shining like water. Thousands of black hairs slid over her shoulders and hung on her back. There were still a few strands lightly attached to her face, which actually vaguely melted the frost. A slight smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. This Everything was reflected in Zhang Xiaofan's eyes. When he looked at the white-clothed figure in front of him, his mind wandered and he was stunned for a while.
He slowly walked towards the woman who was looking at the moon in front of the window, looked up and said, "The moon is so beautiful tonight!" "Well, this is my first time to see such a beautiful moon." Lu Xueqi replied softly. Zhang Xiaofan continued: "Have you ever looked at the moon alone like this before?" Lu Xueqi turned around and looked at Zhang Xiaofan and said: "Every time I think of you, I go to the moon-watching platform alone to watch the moon or dance sword dancing... .." Somehow, Lu Xueqi stopped what she was about to say, and Zhang Xiaofan seemed to have remembered something.
The two vaguely remembered the meeting on Wangyue Platform and the sword dance in Tianshui Village after Fenxianggu came to Qingyunmen to propose marriage more than a year ago! With a slight tremor, Zhang Xiaofan came to his senses first, his face became gentler, and he slowly held the woman who was still meditating in his arms, and gently took her into his arms! Lu Xueqi leaned in his arms, smiling like a spring pear in full bloom, her fair cheeks showing a faint pink color under the moonlight. She is indeed the beautiful lily in the middle of the night!
The moonlight is like water, pouring down on the ground, forming lines, sparkling and lovely.
He looked down at Lu Xueqi, with a smile on his face, and she also looked up at Zhang Xiaofan. Her eyes were crystal clear, and there was only his figure in her eyes. It seemed that Lu Xueqi couldn't stand Zhang Xiaofan's affectionate gaze, so she lowered her head and buried her head in his chest. Facing this beautiful lady, Zhang Xiaofan lifted Lu Xueqi's head slightly with his hands and kissed her deeply. The warmth from his lips seemed to spread all over her body.
Time passed little by little, and finally, Zhang Xiaofan reluctantly left Lu Xueqi's lips, panting quietly, looking at Lu Xueqi's pink face, feeling a little confused. The two of them just looked at each other quietly, their hearts agitated, recalling the past, and cherishing this hard-won warm moment in front of them. Love is meant to stay together forever. Even if it is a cup of poisonous wine, drink it with happiness. If you don't wake up, then be immersed in it for the rest of your life and never be separated.
