Zijie looked at Lan Xiansu’s expression a little bit of anger, knowing that the opportunity is coming, he stepped forward and held his arm affectionately and smiled sweetly, “Su, if you don’t dislike it, it’s better to go to my tent and take a good rest. You are also the lord of a city anyway, with a noble status. Isn't this person who has eaten and sleeps too wronged you?"
Lan Xiansu was so angry that she didn't even think about it, and walked silently towards the tent not far from Zisuke. Vanilla wanted to follow up, but she ran into Zisuke's aggressive and proud expression, which made Vanilla stop suddenly, feebly. I called Lan Xiansu twice, but didn't turn his head back when he saw him. He could only bow his head wittily and follow them like an aggrieved child who had done something wrong and followed them far behind.
After Lan Xiansu and Zijie returned to the tent, when they sat down, Lan Xiansu immediately began to worry about the safety of vanilla. What would she do if he wasn't by her side in this icy grassland? Thinking of this and annoyed her amorous feelings, she didn't need herself at all, but why she made him worry, the flame and resentment in her heart could not be vented, and the pressure in her heart made him unbearable to remember the scriptures, and she must find a way to liberate immediately.
"Su." Zisuke put on his thick chest tenderly with a bit of grievance, "Do you know how much I care about you? How much I love you, even I can't believe it, but how old are you? Is it lukewarm to your house? It makes me sad."
Lan Xian Camp suddenly hugged Zisuke in his arms and smiled evilly, "Do you love me? Do you love Silver Moon Soul or Lan Xian Su."
"Of course it is you." Without waiting for Zisuke's confession, Lanxian kissed his lips domineeringly, and savagely tore Zisuke's clothes to pieces. By this time, Zisuke had already turned into a pile of spring mud, completely relied on. On Lan Xiansu, Lan Xiansu's kiss was as domineering and ruthless as his own. Even though he knew that he was venting his unhappiness, Zisuke still tried his best to please him.
Suddenly there was an angry roar outside the account, "Who would dare to stay here?" When the sound of the sword being pulled out came in, Lan Xiansu had pushed Zisuke away and rushed out of the account worriedly. "
When Vanilla was about to fight, he saw Lan Xiansu stepping out of the tent, frowning and looking at her extremely aggrieved.
Vanilla hurriedly glanced at him, then hurriedly turned his head and stopped looking at him. The atmosphere between them became very subtle, like a tense mystery.
One of the guards recognized Lan Xiansu and saluted with fear, "Blue, Lan City Lord." The other guards also saluted respectfully.
Lan Xiansu glanced at them coldly, and asked Xiang Vanilla with some difficulty, "How long have you been here?"
"I've been here for a while, I should have watched it, I shouldn't have watched it, I apologize for disturbing your Lan Da City Lord Yaxing, we are all due to this, you walk your sunshine and say I passed mine Single-plank bridge." Angrily dropped these words, Vanilla shook her head and left, Lan Xian camp wanted to make her want to catch up, but her feet seemed to be heavily locked, and her throat was stuck with something and she could not make a sound. Maybe It's all the fault of that ridiculous self-esteem.
When Wei Wei saw that the woman and Lan Xiansu seemed to have a relationship, he didn't dare to act arrogantly to catch up. Seeing Vanilla's figure moved further and further away, Lan Xian camp finally left all his respects and hesitations and chased up. After not taking a few steps, Zisuke did not know when he had already dressed neatly to follow him, and his delicate hands tightened his blue brocade sleeves.
"What the hell am I like this? The trick is to come and go. My Zisuke is so humble in your eyes?" Lan Xian's behavior just now brought Zisuke unspeakable humiliation and blows, and tears of anger and sadness filled Zisuke. 'S spin in the eye sockets.
Lan Xiansu laughed coldly when he heard this, "What is the Silver Moon Soul in your eyes? Don't forget, you are unscrupulous with him in order to strengthen your power. For a woman like you, you only look at me. Will you treat you sincerely? Then what is my Lan Xian Su in your eyes? Is it someone who picks up other people who have leftovers?"
Lan Xiantu's cynicism made Zisuke cold all over, and she stood there blankly staring at Xing eyes, as if time had frozen on her, Lan Xiansu pressed his lips and frowned, knowing that he had said a little too much. But he is not prepared to apologize.
Because it was not necessary, he walked by him mercilessly, looking for the long-lost figure in the vast night.
The white fish belly was exposed on the horizon. It was early winter at this time. The gloomy sky brought people a kind of coldness and depression, and withered and desolate everywhere.
The early morning in the deep valley was even colder, and Ziying was awakened by the cold heart-to-heart. The first thing that caught her eye was the sliver of light coming in through the dead wood leaves. She seemed to remember something to sit up and sit up. She stood up and looked around, but she couldn't find the Xin-long figure she was looking for. She lowered her head in loss, fearing that he thought she was troublesome and left her here to fend for themselves, and sighed and stood. When she got up, she realized that the wound on her body no longer hurts. Although it was not a terrible pain, how could she recover so quickly that she herself couldn't accept it.
When I bent down to examine the scar that miraculously healed that night, I found a sharp eye shot at her.
Suddenly raising her head, she was so surprised that she was almost speechless, "You, didn't you leave? Why are you back again?"
It took a long while for the Silver Moon Soul to replied coldly, "I just went to the front to find the way."
"These Three Crying Valleys are weird and unpredictable, what are you looking for? Let's leave as soon as we are not in danger." Zi Ying said earnestly.
If the Silver Moon Soul turned a blind eye, he clenched the dragon sword in his hand and ignored her walking towards the destination he had discovered.
"Hey! Big brother!" Ziying didn't have time to be wordy, and quickly followed in his footsteps. She didn't want to be alone in this black city of meritocracy.
I don’t know how long I walked, until Ziying panted and came to a small river. She looked at the small Moriya on the opposite river bank and glanced at the eager face of Yinyue Soul, she sighed bitterly,' You don't want to cross this river, do you? "
There is no bridge by the river, only a small wooden stake leads to it, and it falls down accidentally. Moreover, the wooden stakes are not placed in an orderly manner, but spread out every two. The stakes are about two steps away.
The surface of the river was lifeless, without a trace. At this time, a dragonfly hovered on the surface of the river. In the blink of an eye, the dragonfly plunged into the bottom of the river as if it had broken its wings. This strange phenomenon was not even more difficult for the two of them to return for a long time. God.
"This river is the legendary abyss of the underworld." Ziying said with a pale face, "It is recorded in the book that anything close to the river will be sucked into the bottom by it, and will never rise up, even more so whether it is a human being. Still a leaf is never spared."
"Really? Very interesting rumors." Yinyue Soul took the first step with a face of fearlessness. When he stood on the first stake, the messy stakes on the river surface half sank to the bottom of the river. Let Zibao exclaim, "Come back soon, it's dangerous, this wooden stake is not an ordinary thing to cross the river, you have already touched the mechanism."
"Hmph, how can this trick do anything to me?" When Silver Moon Soul was about to fly and perform light work, Ziying hurriedly stopped, "Wait, you can take the risk if you don't risk it, don't take your own life. Just kidding, it will make people who care about you sad."
These words stung Yinyue Soul's heart, reduced his arrogant arrogance, and slowly turned his head to look at Ziying with a handsome face, and used a gentle tone to her for the first time, "It seems that I heard you say that. There is a better way."
"Yeah." Ziying said thoughtfully, "give me some time, this wooden stake looks orderly in chaos, and the more it looks, the more it looks like the chain of beads recorded in the five elements and eight hexagrams. It is a kind of chess evolution. "
"Then follow your method of breaking the formation." Silvermoon Soul rarely showed trust and admiration to others. This woman is not an ordinary woman in the world. God not only gave her the charming appearance, but also gave her wisdom. .
"Huh?" Ziying seemed flattered, but Lima came back to her senses and said with satisfaction, "Okay, then you follow my formula. If you fail, I will definitely be with Jun Huangquan."
Glancing in surprise at Ziying's vows, Yinyue Soul gave a playful smile, "You don't have to make such a heavy vow, if I walk Huangquan Road, I still like to walk alone."
Ziying frowned her good-looking eyebrows, and snorted, "Leave two and one." Stepping over the two wooden stakes, she took a step forward, and the stakes had a new order.
"It seems that I am not mistaken." Ziying said joyfully, more confident, giving up three to two, one to two, three to one, two to two, and two to one. "
In this way, the Silver Moon Soul passed the Abyss of the Underworld safely according to the formula. At this time, the extra wooden stakes on the river surface had sunk underneath, leaving only a dozen of them that could cross the river.
With a smile, Ziying carried the skirt that broke the western public opinion circle, and stepped on the wooden stakes safely and came behind Yinyue Soul, "We have already crossed the river, where are we going next?"
"I'm looking for the Valley Lord, Three Crying Gui Lao." Yinyue Soul did not say much, she may not understand it anyway, he bravely rushed into the Three Crying Valley this time only to find the Three Crying Gui Lao to get a curse of great compassion. The heart decides to control his own demon nature. Although he has not changed much on the surface after becoming a demon, he understands in his heart that his temperament has become often irritable and irritable after becoming a demon, and the qualitative nature of his practice for more than ten years has been almost destroyed. Once, if the demonic nature is allowed to develop, he doesn't know how he will become, the silver moon soul is no longer a silver moon soul.
"Three crying ghosts?" Ziying couldn't believe it, staring at Xing's eyes. It took a long time before she said, "Although you have a high martial arts, do you know how good Three Cry is? Legend has it that he has long been beyond the realm of mortals, and there is no one in the world today. Match."
"Hmph, you have a lot of legends." Yinyue Soul Zhi Ruo kept walking forward without speaking any more. On the other hand, Ziying clinging to his side and chattering persuasion, "Big brother, listen to my persuasion. Go find the old three crying ghosts, brother don't go any further."
Obviously, Ziying's persuasion did not affect the determination of Silver Moon Soul. They didn't walk out of the lush woods until noon, and the scene before Ken suddenly became clear. Although it was deep winter, it was strange and beautiful.
I saw that at the end of that piece of flowers and plants was a beautiful water attic, and under this attic was the source of the river called the abyss of the underworld.
Yinyue's soul showed its brilliance, staring at the attic and went straight in. Ziying wanted to hold him a little impulsive, but in the blink of an eye, his figure had already flew to the attic, Ziying Ying Xin was shocked and rushed forward in spite of the danger, but only halfway through, a series of wild laughter came from the attic. The laughter became stronger and clearer, and there was a feeling that the mountain was shaking and the ground was shaking, and there were bursts of laughter in the body. She was tossing, her head was aching, and Ziying was covering her ears in pain, but as if it didn't work, she couldn't bear the impact of the strange laughter, and she fell to the ground weakly.
The silver moon spirit smiled indifferently, as if when these did not exist, he pulled out the sword and flew straight to the pavilion. There was a protective shield formed by internal force in the pavilion outer room. The silver moon spirit bounced out as soon as it approached, with a strong impact. It took him a few steps to stabilize his feet.
With a cold snort, the Silver Moon Soul closed his eyes and raised his body's gong power to ten percent, biting the crow Caici and flew to the pavilion. When he broke through the protective shield, a blast of water stirred up a strong water wave. The flowers and plants several meters away on both sides of the bank were washed away, and the laughter stopped abruptly after the loud noise.
The Silver Moon Soul gave a deep smile, and said loudly, "The younger Silver Moon Soul came to see the old man, and the old man would be grateful for the younger generation to condescend to see the younger generation."
"Hahaha..." The arrogant and vigorous laughter sounded again, but this time he didn't increase his internal strength but just a simple laugh. An old but very powerful voice said angrily, "A good guy who can do superficial work. Boy, he had already rushed in with his sword, and he said politely. What my old man hates most is the arrogant man who is inconsistent in the outside and inside. In front of the Silver Moon Soul.
The visitor is an old man with white hair and gray hair. His white beard and white eyebrows are about to reach his waist. His bright eyes are daunting. If ordinary people are within three feet of his eyes, they can’t stand it, but The Silver Moon Soul is fine, but generally looks directly at Sanwai Gui Lao's murderous eyes, and the high bulging temples on both sides make Gui Lao look energetic, immortal and otherworldly immortal.
Before saying the last sentence, the old three crying ghost stretched out his right hand to gather his internal strength here, and after a while a golden light flashed, and a golden sword appeared in his hand.