click.
With a soft sound, Jun Wanbai pushed the seemingly heavy stone door open.
She withdrew her hand, the air in the stone room was colder than outside, Jun Wanbai only felt a faint cold wind blowing from inside. She held the sword expressionlessly and walked in step by step.
The stone chamber made of dark black stones did not have the feeling of infinite space, and a fog bird with wings spread fell to the ground. Jun Wanbai walked over to check, and the statue was completely bronzed, obviously the person who was teleported in had already defeated it a long time ago.
Mist bird of prey, fog bird of prey...
Really foggy.
Jun Wanbai's hands holding the two swords suddenly exerted force, and a white feeling appeared in the joints. The answer to the question that has been vaguely hovering in my heart is ready to come out.
"Bailishu..."
Jun Wanbai let go of the sword, and stretched out her hand to press the head of the bronze statue of the misty bird of prey. She panted oppressively, wishing she hadn't come to this stone room. Why is it really a fog bird
She almost wanted to hiss and ask.
The misty bird of prey that disappeared in the Ten Thousand Immortals Era encountered in the sky ten thousand feet high, that person arranged in an orderly manner, and the mysterious longbow that had disappeared for hundreds of years was held in his hand; the ground of the Lingxing Temple that Ye Qiusheng went to was engraved on the bronze earth The relief of the battle of Difen, the man raised his head in the long rainy night and whispered Yanmen Tiancry; buried the pale bones on the dark earth, they really stepped on the old place of the battle of Difen, those wing bones lined up like a scythe Cracked and shattered in the wind...
From the moment they left the Nine Profound Gates, on this journey, they encountered everything one after another, as if they were walking on a script that was already written by someone.
When entering Bingzhou, this feeling became more and more intense.
And concealed by many surprises and coincidences, are a person's eyes that seem to be sealed with ice.
To enter the burial ground of wild beasts, you need to obtain light marks from the bones of wild beasts, and when Jun Wanbai entered the forest of bones, he saw the bones of the fog birds on the ground disintegrate into pieces—someone took the bones of the fog birds before them The light seal in the bones, and the person who may have the spirit of the fog bird is the one who shot the final arrow at the fog bird again.
Bai Lishu.
Jun Wanbai thought of the figure of the man on the blue feather light boat standing on the deck, standing alone in the wind. At that time, he was hiding in the mist of prey in the clouds. Maybe... that person knew early on that they would encounter a misty bird of prey
Ye Qiusheng once said that something happened to the Qingming Pagoda in Bingzhou, and the Qingming Pagoda lost its orientation. The Qingyu Lightboat they thought was flying along a fixed trajectory was actually driven by that person. It was not the fog bird that stopped them, but that person Found the waking mist bird of prey! The young man sitting by the window once whispered in the wind, "Is there any reason to let go of the food in the throat?".
Facing the majestic and majestic sky, facing the strange bird of the Wanxian Era that stirred up the clouds, that person's voice was gentle and without any waves.
That's right, throat Chinese food, is there any reason to let it go
—The hunter was not a bird of prey from the very beginning, but a person standing on the deck with his sleeves flapping to seal the snow between his brows.
Did he know something from the beginning? Have you been preparing to enter this land of wild beasts from the very beginning
Jun Wanbai sat on the ground with the long sword in front of him, and his mind was in chaos.
Bailishu... This guy who has been like a strange number from the beginning, was brought back to Jiuxuanmen by the head of the sect, and directly became the senior brother of Jiuxuan. He doesn't know his origin and background, what exactly does he want to do? Thinking back on this journey, Jun Wanbai was almost overwhelmed by countless mysteries.
Jun Wanbai slightly closed her eyes.
In the Qingming Pagoda, the man stood on the stone steps and sent everyone into the stone chamber. He was swallowed by the bursting space vortex, and an ice wall separated the young man from everyone, as if he was in two world.
Jun Wanbai can no longer tell the difference, how much of the things that have been encountered along the way are accidents and how much are arranged.
"A bastard is still a bastard, and he is always a guy who makes people want to draw his sword and kill him."
Jun Wanbai gritted her teeth and said in a low voice.
There were one or two moments—the young man who walked in front of the dimly lit "Taiyilu" and recited "Taiyilu". The places he walked left a bright light on her and Li Xin; The flying young man rose up like a crane, stretched out his hand from the flowing clouds of stars, and caught the half of the pitch-black spirit card...
For a moment or two, Jun Wanbai once felt that calling that person Senior Brother Baili was not really unacceptable.
Facts have proved that Bailishu will always be the one who skipped her in the hall and walked straight forward.
So high above, people can't wait to draw a knife to cut off his arrogance.
—The kind of arrogance that acts like a god, arranges everything, and does not allow others to say no.
Jun Wanbai hates the feeling that everything is hidden in the mystery and can only be pushed forward involuntarily. It's like two armies fighting. You always have to try your best to guess the opponent's layout, and the battlefield changes rapidly. Constantly counting. She is not the kind of person who is good at analysis, otherwise she would not be the same as Li Banfeng, who only read the most basic book of formations once.
According to her past habits, no matter what kind of conspiracy and tricks are laid out, just draw out the two swords.
"Troublesome guy..."
Jun Wanbai slowly let go of the hilt of the sword. She leaned against the statue of the misty bird of prey, raised her head, and looked at the dark rock.
—When it rains without form, it is called heaven weeping.
Outside the Lingxing Temple, the pouring rain washed over the world. In the rain, the young man holding the golden black longbow said so. He raised his head and looked at the sky, with many, many thoughts buried in his eyes.
This is god cry.
"What do you want to do?"
Jun Wanbai asked softly, as if asking the young man who had been to this stone room.
"What do you do? You, like the fat man from Jiuzhou Bank, took the wrong medicine?" After Jun Wanbai's words fell, the person who stepped into the tower room like her asked in astonishment.
Jun Wanbai almost instinctively slashed with his sword, but the voice was very familiar, so the two swords stopped abruptly. Jun Wanbai looked up, and saw Li Xin, who was holding a long knife and holding a torch in one hand, standing at the door of the tower room, with a look of astonishment on his pale lifeless face.
Obviously he just heard Jun Wanbai's words, so he was at a loss.
- What do you want to do? Why did someone surnamed Jun take the wrong medicine and ask such an idiot question
"It's better to take pills if you have money than if you don't have money." Seeing Li Xin, Jun Wanbai quickly restrained the bewildered expression on his face, raised his eyebrows, and mocked this Li Banmaid who couldn't afford to hire a magician in his usual tone .
Li Banfeng let out a sneer: "Can you afford it?"
— full of sarcasm, and hit the nail on the head.
Jun Wanbai suddenly had nothing to say.
This is why the core disciples of Jiuxuanmen always don't see each other right. Everyone fights for as long as they have been in Jiuxuanmen. The details of each other are almost clear. When they taunt each other, they can always accurately Grab the opponent's weakness and stab the sore spot.