Some people like to drink hot, while others like to drink cold.

The midsummer is about to pass, and the temperature in Changling is still very high during the day, but it is obviously cooler at night.

The jade cup contains grape wine, and some ice cubes are added to the outside. The jade cup is filled with cold dew. The fruit plate in front of the cup is filled with various washed fruits and fruits, and fireflies are flying in the garden in front.

The man in black, who could not see the traces of time on his face, picked up the wine glass, but did not drink loudly, slowly licked the wine in the glass, and the lips and teeth were as bright as blood.

Although it is just an ordinary black silk silk clothes, in terms of nobleness, there are few people above him. Because this nobleness is not only a pile of brocades of countless years ->>The novel is a pile of food and clothing, but also a accumulation of life and death and natural life and death.

He was the person who led Zhang Yi to the Xianfu Sect and the leader of the old powerful people in Changling.

Most people in Changling do not know his existence, and even those who know that there are people like him do not know his real name, but they just habitually call him "Night Owl".

"Zheng Xiu was originally a crazy woman. If she didn't go crazy, it would be just that the stimulation she suffered was not enough."

"There were not many people around her, and it happened that I didn't like Wen Houling very much."

"What should we do when she gets crazy?"

"Chu Generals are in chaos, Yan is too deep, Qi is just right."

Sitting beside the man in black was a gentle middle-aged scholar. The two of them just chatted lightly, but these few sentences were enough to affect the entire Changling event.

After slowly licking the wine in the glass, the man in black stood up and disappeared in the night in Changling.

...

It's the moon again.

In the Immortal Talisman Sect, Zhang Yi was not punished, but he still carried water.

When he walked through the mountain road, no light of silver light was emitted, because he had already walked very steadily and the water in the bucket was no longer leaking out.

His pace is no longer heavy.

Because although he did not understand the meaning of those runes, he had naturally understood the channels in which the true essence flows in his body and had already understood the true essence technique.

This true energy technique, combined with the mysterious power emitted from the mountain road here, made his body stronger and stronger.

In just a few days, this change was enough to shock him.

Some ordinary sharp objects, even if the iron slashes were cut on his skin, only left a light white mark.

The Immortal Talisman Sect is indeed shocking enough.

However, his body has changed amazingly under this powerful true energy technique, but his understanding of the Tao of Talismans still stagnates, and he is still the worst among the disciples who are in the same school.

This still made him feel a little ashamed.

There was a faint white light on the mountain road ahead, interrupting his thoughts and attracting his attention.

It was a faint light from a mucus.

Zhang Yi stopped and looked at him, first of all, surprised and puzzled.

The one who left this luminous mucus was a small snail.

This is a snail that looks very ordinary, but the mountain here has a mystery, even low-level practitioners may not be able to walk normally. How can this ordinary snail pass through and leave such a trace?

Zhang Yi stared at the snail that was still slowly crawling on the stone steps. After looking at it for a long time, he finally began to understand why.

Because the snail's body is very soft.

Because this snail crawled very slowly, even a lot slower than usual.

However, the slower it is, the longer it stays on the stone steps, the more obvious the traces left.

In the past many years of practice, Zhang Yi has not taken any tricks. He relies on hard work and concentration to practice and make progress step by step. He seems to have rarely had an enlightened enlightenment.

However, at this moment, a light seemed to flash in his mind.

He felt like an electric shock.

He inexplicably held a sword in his sleeve.

It was a very short sword that looked like a stone, and it was the sword left to him by Xue Wangxu.

At the same time, a powerful sword intent appeared in his mind that was so sharp that his consciousness felt tingling.

Then there are the flash marks left by this snail.

His thoughts pushed the true energy and flowed naturally and extremely slowly to the sword in his hand.

He didn't realize it, nor did he see it.

But there was a flash of light on the stone sword in his hand, and there was light shining, as if someone had a hammer and chisel and carved a mark on the sword.

...

When Zhang Yi obtained the sudden enlightenment that all practitioners dream of in Yan Shangdu Xian Fu Sect, Ding Ning did not heal, he was waiting and thinking.

There is a man named Wen Houling next to Zheng Xiu.

He would not appear most of the time, but whenever Zheng Xiu appeared on the battlefield and cast the Star Fire Sword falling from the sky, he would follow Zheng Xiu like a shadow.

Always keep one move afterward, this is Zheng Xiu's style of acting.

She appears on the battlefield, and at the most critical moment, she only appears as the appearance of her own sword.

Wen Houling, who was hiding on the battlefield with her as a close servant, was her last move, so she was naturally very powerful.

Wen Houling is also one of the practitioners who betrayed that person in Bashan Sword Field.

Even though such a game was set up, everyone in Changling naturally distinguished the Jiude Silkworm from himself, because it was too outstanding and incredible, even though Zheng Xiu visited him in person, he was still worried and wanted Wen Houling to come and take a look.

Even the capital of Chen Jian was sure that Wen Houling could not sense Ding Ning's abnormality, but Ding Ning was not worried about this at this moment. He was worried about his own emotions. He was worried that he would unconsciously show hostility.

Even if your emotions are controlled too well, some unconscious subtle reactions of the body can still reveal a lot.

Wen Houling has been a member of Zheng Xiu for many years, and what he is best at observing this point.

But why didn’t Wen Houling come yet?

Even the capital of Chen Jian already knew that he would come, why didn’t he come yet?

...

A carriage was parked at the door of the wine shop where Wutong fell.

A middle-aged man with good nails even underwent a good care of his nails walked out of the carriage.

"Why did you come here first?"

At this moment, a faint, but inexplicably noble and majestic voice floated from the darkness around.

The middle-aged man walking out of the carriage was Wen Houling.

He was wearing a light yellow robe, but the fluctuation of vitality on his body seemed to drag the shadows of countless things around him into his body and swallow them.

This breath is enough to make many practitioners in the seven realms feel frightened.

But at this moment, when Wen Houling's face changed slightly when she heard the sound coming from the darkness around her.

"A practitioner stays in the place for a long time, and will eventually leave some traces, leaving some traces that he or she doesn't care about."

He pondered for a moment, answered this sentence, and then asked back: "Why are you here?"

"What do you think?" A sarcastic laughter came from the darkness. "Originally, there were countless people available around her, but recently there have been fewer and fewer. I really want to see how she feels less and less people around her."

Wen Houling's brows frowned deeply: "Do you dare to kill me here?"

The voice in the darkness was cautious: "I want to give it a try."

Wen Houling fell silent: "Because the nine-dead silkworms appeared?"

The person in the dark laughed: "Nonsense."

"Then try."

Wen Houling shook her head.

He did not move any extra movements, nor did he emit any light from his body, but all the dark shadows in the radius of hundreds of feet around him seemed to have been sucked into his body at this moment, and within a hundred feet around him suddenly became bright.

However, his face also turned pale at this moment.

A black line quietly entered his body as the shadows contracted, and he did not realize it until after entering.

This is a mysterious duel between the seven realms that is difficult to describe in words. With powerful energy fighting in the clouds, a man in black is already standing behind him, almost standing close to him.

In just a moment, Wen Houling saw the man in black clearly.

The other party's aura was stronger than him, his face was more handsome than him, and even his nails were trimmed more finely than him.

The feeling at this moment was so ashamed that I was not as good as anything.

"The reason why you people fail repeatedly to deal with the so-called great rebellions is because you always rely on Changling and others, but don't think about your own life and death, and you need to take care of yourself."

The man in black said this and looked up.

He narrowed his eyes.

A powerful aura fell from the corner tower in the distance, turning into a terrifying sword intent, which was falling.

Wen Houling screamed incredibly shrillly.

Countless black light shot out from his pupils, and in the next moment, his body exploded.

At the moment his body exploded, countless black light burst out in many places in the streets and alleys at the same time.

The terrifying sword intent fell from the distant corner tower cut through a ball of black light.
Chapter completed!