As one of the more than 20 young people who were chasing the deer in the forest, Xue Meng was also buried in a precious chess piece. He was walking around the lake constantly, his eyes were empty, and when a ghost fell in the sky, he and The others swarmed up, brave and fearless, like puppets who were not afraid of pain or death, slashing those ghosts under the sword, preventing them from destroying the formation, but those ghosts who fled to the periphery and fled into the night, they did nothing. in spite of.
The purpose of these chess pieces is obvious, they are guarding this five-element formation.
Chu night Ning saw that the apprentice was restrained and forbeared for a moment, but it was unbearable. When he saw that he was about to get up and swept out, the ink burned him violently.
Chu nightning gritted his teeth and whispered: "Let go."
"Don't go out, wait-"
"How to wait? That's Xue Meng!"
Chu nightning's strength is too great, and the ink can't hold it with one hand, so he has to slam him tightly, hug the whole thing into his arms, cover Chu nightning's mouth with one hand, and let him struggle in his arms. Not letting go, the ink burned in his ear and whispered, and the hot breath sprayed on the back of his ear.
"It's too rash to go out at this time. Don't be so self-conscious and listen to me. Huh?"
The response to him was a backhand elbow, and the ink burned and hurt. Chu nightning opened his hand and took a breath. The phoenix eyes were full of anger, and the voice was low: "Under the control of Zhenlong chess game, the loss of spiritual power Quickly, there are all ghosts here, if there is a mistake, he will die!"
"Will not."
"… "
The ink burned his hand, and his eyes were blazing and firm: "I understand the Zhenlong chess game, you believe me."
Seeing his stern and solemn look, Chu nightning couldn't help but stunned slightly, but his breathing slowly slowed down. At this time, there was a strange whistle in the distance, and they turned back suddenly, and saw an evil ghost burst out of the air and slammed down towards Xue Meng—
"brush!"
The Longcheng machete reflects the frost and cold in the moon, Xue Meng is as light as a swallow, and the blade instantly penetrates the ghost!
"A living person who has been hit by the Zhenlong chess piece gradually loses his spiritual power, and finally is not as good as before. But he is under control for a short time, and there will be nothing wrong for the time being."
Chu nightning turned to look at him, with a trace of eyebrows: "Why are you so clear?"
"… travel and see."
The evil ghost fell and quickly shattered into ashes. Xue Meng took the Longcheng machete in his hand, and black blood beads continued to flow down on the blade, dragging out creepy and crooked traces on the snow.
The moonlight shines on his face, his expression is cold, and his pupils are dull.
The burning heart is tightened.
Xue Meng has never suffered the crime of being a chess piece in his life. Who is it... ? !
Suddenly there was movement in the distance.
The ink burned back to God and whispered: "It seems that someone is coming."
Sure enough, two people walked in the forest, walking along the frozen lake to the eye of the formation. There was a green brilliance in the eyes, and one of them held a divine weapon in his hand, but because of the angle, Mo Ran didn't see what the divine weapon was.
The man smashed the ice layer with one palm and put the magic weapon into the formation eye. In an instant, the center of the formation eye was bright with light, the dark clouds dissipated, and the moon emerged from behind the thick clouds. Illuminated the figure of the two people guarding the formation.
A robe inlaid with gold threads is graceful and dazzling, but he is wearing a thick coat and a bamboo hat, so he can't see his face clearly. The other is very cold and barefoot, not too cold.
The man raised his head and looked at Wujitianxia.
The ink burned and widened his eyes.
"how is this possible!"
—Xu Shuanglin? !
Astonished, astonished. Xu Shuanglin… Elder Shuanglin
He is Ye Wangxi's adoptive father. He was the kind man who stood in front of Ye Wangxi with his flesh and blood in the previous life and died under the chaos of the sword. How could he be him? !
Chu nightning didn't know Mo Ran's astonishment, he patted Mo Ran's shoulder and whispered: "Go."
"Why hasn't he appeared yet?" The man wearing a hat next to Xu Shuanglin spoke, and when the ink burned, it was actually Nangong Liu's voice.
There was obvious anxiety and depression in Nangong Liu's tone, and he couldn't help cursing: "Damn it, did you make a mistake?"
Xu Shuanglin said, "Wait and see."
"Hurry up! Tear up this day and make it bigger. I don't know when those guests will send someone to follow, it will be too late!"
"I know you are in a hurry, but don't you know if Tiancha can tear apart even more? The last time I was in Caidie Town was because I was too hasty, which made the situation get out of hand and attracted the ten sects to come. You can't hold back. If you are angry, you will still fall short.”
"… Ugh!"
Xu Shuanglin closed his eyes and said, "Sect Master, you managed to find these five divine weapons with different attributes, which can absorb the spiritual energy of the accumulated monks. You have endured it for so many years, so what's the difference in just one night? ."
"You're right." Nangong Liu took a deep breath and nodded, "I've been waiting for five years... No, not only five years, since the day I became the head of the Confucianism Sect, I have been in Wait..." He rubbed the wrench on his sleeve, the dark night fire flashing in his eyes.
Nangong Liu murmured, "I've been waiting..."
"Don't wait."
Suddenly, a stern male voice sounded on the empty lake, like thunder and lightning breaking clouds, and the two on the lake looked up in shock.
The bright moon is in the sky, and there are thousands of pines in the sky. A slender man stands on the top of the tree. He has narrow and long phoenix eyes. There was a chill in the bones.
"Nangong Liu, that's it."
Nangong Liu was shocked, and then he gritted his teeth and said: "Chu nightning...!"
Tianwen burst into golden light, reflecting the gloomy eyes of Chu Wanning, and the whole person seemed more and more dangerous.
"It's been a good night Yuheng, Big Dipper Immortal Venerable, how come Caidie Town didn't let you die in a catastrophe, and now it's going to hurt me again, evil beast!"
Chu nightning was stunned, lowered his eyebrows, and said sharply: "It turned out that the disaster five years ago was what you did?"
When Nangong Liu saw that the matter was revealed, he also did not intend to hide it, and sneered: "So what?"
Chu nightning raised Tianwen, his fingers swept across the willow vine, and the vine whip was polished inch by inch at his fingertips, and the light was almost platinum. His eyes were like eagles: "... Back then, when you asked for a sword in Jinchengchi, and Jingmei in the pool asked for your wife's spiritual core in exchange, you ordered someone to cut open her heart and threw her into the lake. I was so disgusted at that time. Deep down, you hated to kill you, but you told me that Nangong Si was too young to live without a father... You said that you were obsessed for a while and regretted endlessly... You also said that from now on, you should be strict about Confucianism and no longer For evil, you…”
The willow vine wiped to the last tip, and the golden light burst out.
Chu nightning silver teeth clenched: "Nangong Liu, you are not evil, how vicious!"
"Blame me?" Nangong Liu suddenly laughed in a low voice, "Why didn't Zongshi Chu blame himself for being young and immature at the time, when he was only fifteen or sixteen years old? He was so innocent, I said a few words, a few tears, and then Using Si'er as a pretense, he mercifully let me go. Oh, master, why don't you think about it, I have today, and I can't get rid of your relationship?"
The voice has not been received, and the wind has arrived.
Tianwen smashed through the dark night and slashed straight towards the place where Nangong Liu was standing. In an instant, the dragon light danced, and the flames broke through the sky, slicing the entire frozen Lingshui Lake in half, shattering the ice!
And Nangong Liu shouted: "Get up!"
The group of puppets who were walking around Lingshui Lake on standby suddenly had their eyes, and they turned back and rushed in the direction of Chu Wanning. Xue Meng was the most powerful, and he was the first.
clang!
Longcheng and Tianwen collided violently. Chu nightning was afraid of hurting Xue Meng, so he retreated in time, swept back a few feet, and looked ruthless: "Nangong Liu, what kind of skill do you use as a wedding dress?!"
"Ha, let you have nowhere to start, you can't kill me, that's what I do." Nangong Liu laughed, "You fight, they are all real people, they just hit my Zhenlong Heizi, Chu Wanning, is this young master Xue your apprentice? Can you do anything? You are helpless, you are sitting still, you are just like at the Jincheng Pool more than ten years ago, you can do nothing, you can only let me go, you— "
He suddenly stopped going down, the smile on his face was like a bucket of cold water was suddenly poured down, and the gray-black charcoal fire was smoking residual smoke.
- Chu nightning's eyes are too calm.
He stared at Chu Wanning closely. The calmness on the man's face made him suddenly uneasy and shuddered. Nangong Liu's lips moved, and he seemed to be a little guilty: "What do you want to do..."
Chu Ningning did not talk nonsense with Nangong Liu, his eyes were cold, he raised his hand and waved Tian Wen away, and shouted sharply: "Tian Wen, ten thousand coffins!"
Dozens of golden vines rose from the ground, trapping the puppets that were hit by the precious pieces. A thick and powerful giant vine was like a blue dragon rising from the waves in the ice lake, and the ice crystals splashed. In the evening, Ning Fei sat on the ancient vine, Wu belt was in the wind, and his clothes were flying. He raised a slender and powerful hand and said every word.
"Nine songs, summon."
Threads of golden light poured out from his palm, and gathered at his knees into a black guqin. The tail of the guqin was rolled up like a tree with vitality. The strings are clear ice-white, and the cold air is constantly escaping from the silk strings.
Shenwu Nine Songs.
Tianwen's most common trick is "Wind", which is the ultimate move, while Jiuge's most common trick is "Ode", which is a pure heart healing trick. Chu nightning just plucked the strings a few times and played a small section of "Ode". Those who were hit by the Zhenlong chess game showed a confused look. They were still under the entanglement of Tianwen vines. Struggling, but looking around at this time, it seems a little confused.
Nangong Liusheng was angry, the mantra in his mouth was silently recited, the blue veins on his forehead burst, and he competed with Chu Wanning.
"… Me? Well, okay okay."
Xu Shuanglin sighed, and reluctantly wanted to fly towards the top of the giant tree where Chu nightning was located. Unexpectedly, a black shadow flashed in front of him, the ink burned in the wind, raised his hand and whipped, and stopped him. way to go.
"Elder Frostwood, please advise."
Xu Shuanglin blinked, and suddenly sneered: "Stop me? You are really a master and apprentice, which is touching."
Chu nightning said to the ink while playing: "Enchantment."
"It's all set."
It turned out that the ink burning did not appear, and it was ordered to set up a barrier around Lingshui Lake. Although the Tiancrack this time is not as exaggerated as that of Caidie Town in the past, the prisoners in the endless hell are all ghosts and demons with distorted minds and lost their minds. It is good to escape three or five. It was another bloody storm, and it didn't stop for a long time.
Mo Ran and Shuanglin handed over to each other, and in the blink of an eye, a dozen moves were removed. The ink burned and said: "Shuanglin elders don't always try to run to my master, the person you should deal with is me."
"What are you doing?" Shuanglin laughed suddenly, "You have to force someone to fight in these years? I'm not saying, young man, you are too fierce. Uncle is old, and I'm afraid you can't stand your roughness."
Ink burning: "..."
"Come with you, you will be ruined." He smiled and said, "Little brother, spare me, let me have some water and let me play with your master?"
Mo Ran actually didn't know how to face Xu Shuanglin. He had seen Xu Shuanglin's death with his own eyes in his previous life and knew that he should not be a villain. Unexpectedly, the people behind the scenes in this life, in addition to Nangong Liu, also had his share, and he was a little helpless for a while. , so he remained silent, only focusing on fighting against him.
Hell, he has the same interrogation ability as Tianwen. As long as he successfully entangles Xu Shuanglin and asks him what he really thinks, it will not be difficult. Dang, flying like a paper kite above the broken ice lake, the red light can only hit him, but cannot lock him firmly.
What's more, because he is Ye Wangxi's adoptive father, before things are clarified, Mo Ran's men can't help but have a three-point love...
Xu Shuanglin suddenly laughed evilly again: "It's almost there, Master Mo, I'm sorry to say something to you first."
Mo Ran didn't know why he said that, and he was stunned: "What?"
"Because I'm going to bully your master."
Xu Shuanglin raised his hand, the fingertips flashed, and a white practice screamed and slaughtered in the direction of Chu Wanning Fuqin in the high place.
Mo Ran was most concerned about Chu Wanning, and was suddenly distracted. Xu Shuanglin's eyes darkened, and the other hand pulled out the folding fan around his waist, and he handed it sharply to Mo Ran's throat.
"brake-"
In an instant, the blood splashed, and although the ink burned quickly, the neck was still scratched by the sharp barbs of the fan tip. Xu Shuanglin retracted the fan handle stained with ink burning blood, and pointed to the ground with his backhand, only to see a drop of blood falling into the lake. In the middle of the lake, a green light suddenly lit up at the bottom of the lake.
Looking down, it turned out that the wood-based core formation that Nangong Liu and Xu Shuanglin had just guarded, the Shenwu was immersed in the ice lake, absorbing the essence of the surrounding vegetation.
At this time, because of the ink burning this drop of blood with extremely high spiritual energy, the Shenwu suddenly burst into a dazzling blue brilliance, the earthquake trembled, and after a few moments of death, a fierce black knife with ancient clumsy sharpness, blowing hair and breaking hair broke through the water, and the rays of light came out. Great Chi!
Xu Shuanglin shouted to Nangong Liu: "Forbidden spell is on! He's going to come out - go under Tiancha, fight! Fight!"
against
Did they summon someone from the Infernal Hell just for a fight
But this idea only flashed in the ink burning brain. When he saw the magic weapon floating in the air, he didn't think about it anymore. out half a word.
Because the eye formation weapon that gathers the wood attribute is actually...
Step on Xianjun's fierce blade of a hundred battles - Shenwu will not return! !
Mo Ran suddenly felt a pain in his chest, and his eyes were black, and there seemed to be some kind of babble that he couldn't hear in his ears. He couldn't breathe, he only felt that the blood of the previous life was slaughtered from the night, soaking his body, he was nauseated, dizzy, and his heartbeat was empty...
Seeing what Xu Shuanglin wanted to do with no return, Mo Ran didn't have time to think about it, raised his hand, and wanted to recall Shenwu. However, as soon as the spiritual force came out, he heard the sudden stop of Chu Wanning's piano sound. He suddenly felt wrong, endured the inexplicable suffocation, and turned back.
The pupils suddenly closed.
"Master!!"
How could he forget! ? Chu nightning's spiritual core is fragile. As early as Xuanyuan will come out, Langzhong said that no return seems to have some kind of repulsive force with Chu nightning. It will backlash against Chu nightning and will make Chu nightning already weak. The spiritual core is even more unbearable.
How could he forget!
The ink burned suddenly cut off the connection between himself and no return, flew on the giant vine, jumped up at the moment when the vine was tired, hugged Chu Wanning, who was pale in pain, and fell with him. In the orange grove next to it.
At the same time, the Tianwen ten thousand coffins summoned by Chu Wanning were also broken and disintegrated, but fortunately those who were bewitched were confused. Although they did not fully wake up, they no longer listened to Nangong Liu's instructions, one by one. He stood blankly, with a dreamy look on his face.
"Master!" The ink burned in a hurry and regretted. He knelt in the snow, holding Chu Wanning, who was frowning, and couldn't stop stroking Chu Wanning's face, "How are you?"
He saw the blood dripping from the corner of Chu Wanning's mouth, and he was even more distressed. He hurriedly wiped it for him. When he wiped it, he suddenly thought of the previous life. Chu nightning was also lying in his arms like this, on the top of the Kunlun Snow Mountain. , Qiqiao bleeds to death. And he, like now, hastily wiped the mottled blood, but he couldn't wipe it clean.
Like a cone into the heart.
His eyes were red: "Does it hurt?"
Chu nightning was too affected by the suffocation of no return. He felt that the suffocation was flowing to his chest in an instant, as if to open his chest.
What's more terrible is that there seem to be many broken illusions twisting and flickering in front of him.
He shook his head, trying to get rid of those vague illusions, struggling to look at Nangong Liu, but only glanced at it, the last blood on his face also faded and quenched.
He didn't know where the strength came from, and suddenly grabbed the burning arm, and said dumbly: "There, be careful!"
The ink burned to see that his face was like golden paper, and a pair of eyes flashed with great shock, reflecting the fire...
Firelight
When he turned back, it was no longer little ghosts and mobs that poured out of the sky crack, but the rolling hell lava, and the fire was boiling down from the sky. Those ghosts who escaped at the same time were all scorched into ashes in this surging evil fire, and even before they could even let out a shrill whine, they turned into a puff of blue smoke.
What kind of weird situation is this
The hell lava hung in the sky, like a magnificent golden-red waterfall, flowing slowly and calmly, licking sinisterly and magnificently, the lava flowed to Lingshui Lake, and the crushed ice and lake water were ignited like firewood, and began to burn. Standing at the forefront, Nangong Liu and Xu Shuanglin started the most powerful water spell so that they would not be engulfed by the fire.
Although the flames flowed slowly, they would soon burn to those who were standing stiffly and hit the Zhenlong chess game.
Mo Ran scolded, raised his hand to seal, but he was not familiar with the water system formation, half of the knot, Chu night Ning suddenly held his hand in his arms, and his face was pale: "The knot is wrong. I am here."
The ink burned him and let him sit up against himself, but stopped his hand: "Stop moving, you teach me."
Although Chu nightning hesitated, he also knew that his spiritual power was temporarily damaged, and he might not be able to cast spells well. Things that mattered to human life could not be vague. So he held the hand that burned the ink, put his ten fingers one by one, put them in position, and then said hoarsely: "Curse."
The spiritual current overflowed from the fingertips, and quickly opened the barrier in the air, forming blue water waves, wrapping the puppets who lost their minds.
Chu nightning breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to praise the ink for a few words. Unexpectedly, when the eyelashes were lifted, and the light of hell was reflected, there were wet tears flashing on the handsome face.
Why is he crying
Is it because of whom
Chu nightning was a little dazed.
The teacher is not here, Xue Meng is not injured, and other people don't know the ink, so, can he dare to be greedy, and the tears are for himself
"...don't cry."
The ink burned back to his senses, and he wiped his face in a rush and indiscriminately.
"Such a big person, what does it look like."
Mo Ran only looked at him wetly and asked him: "Does it hurt?"
Hearing him say this, Chu nightning was stunned for a moment, and then the pain in the chest that was not extinguished suddenly felt soft as the warmth of hot spring water. Sorrow and tenderness are intertwined, sour and painful, sweet and astringent. For the first time in his life, he was born out of a personal relationship before the catastrophe. It was inappropriate, but it couldn't be stopped.
"It's just a small injury. It's probably just summoned two gods at the same time. The loss of spiritual power is too great, so the old disease broke out." Chu nightning raised his hand, hesitated, and touched the burning hair, "Don't worry, I don't It hurts."
Then he turned his head again and looked at the hellfire of the vast soup, the flaming red lotus.
The color of the eyes gradually darkened, the pain in the bottom of the eyes subsided, and the eyes became more stable.
"You have seen exactly what Nangong Liu is going to do, and find the right time." He paused, then hesitantly spoke again, "Kill him."
Chu nightning's eyes are very hateful, and there is more remorse.
What Nangong Liu said was right, by the side of Jin Cheng Pond, it was him who was fourteen or fifteen years old. He was only 14 years old when he first entered the world, and he didn’t know the world well. , In order not to let the still young Asi know, he did not disclose to the world that Nangong Liu sacrificed his wife in order to obtain Shenwu.
It was his ignorance and innocence when he was young, and his excessive goodwill that led to the current situation.
What exactly does Nangong Liu want to do!
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