"The Daduan Dynasty, on the second day of the seventh month of the 16th year of Yongding, the second day of "three-day shocking change". It was cloudy, the clouds were low, the wind was strong, and the storm was about to come."

Above the attic, the withered man wrote the beginning of the second day, and then put down his pen.

He got up and moved a little, walked to the window, looked at the sky outside, and seemed to have a little smell of dark clouds covering the city.

He closed the window, sat back to his desk, and breathed in peace.

No one knows what is waiting for him tomorrow.

No one knows whether the tranquility in front of us is the beginning of a longer period of tranquility or before the storm is about to come.

Therefore, I live in fear all the time, fearing the great horror of life impermanence.

I believe they are the same, but they really didn't expect that the storm this time would be so great.

This also further highlights the rare little tranquility of the second day.

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Riding on the long mountain wind, the sky light came with water vapor, brightening the entire valley.

On the open space at the entrance, there are figures standing or sitting in the eyes.

Although the waiting time is long and boring, it is not a problem for these practitioners to meditate and breathe for two or three days.

Besides, you can do more than meditation.

In the venue, people gathered in groups of three or three were talking in a low voice, and some were discussing whether the two families should be closer. My closed disciple seems to be about the same age as your daughter, otherwise it would be decided!

Nonsense, it is obviously my son who matches the best genius girl in your sect. I think it's better to make do with it!

Or maybe we join forces on a date to collect the small sect that has not arrived, and then we will pay the 50% deposit.

Anyway, no matter what the calculation is in my heart or the result is, I have a happy smile on my face and what I can't hide in my eyes is my beautiful longing for the future.

On the high platform, all the major sects on both sides were silent, and their demeanor was superior.

A tent was set up next to the center, and King Yang Xun of Chu and Prince Yang Tong both went in to rest.

No one has any objection to this, after all, both of them are not practitioners.

Mei Qingxue also took Mei Wanzhi away from Luomei Sect's position and sat with Cui Zhi and others in Xiling Sword Sect.

Those who made her feel uncomfortable and showed off, when they saw Huo Beizhen's cold face and the faint cold sword intent, they tactfully chose to leave.

Mei Qingxue's eyes were red, and she had obviously cried.

A night did not save her from her sadness.

The role of time is sometimes precipitation, forgetting, and sometimes fermentation.

Cui Zhi patted her on the shoulder and said nothing.

He is not good at comforting others, not to mention that such things cannot be useful in just a few words of comfort.

If Yun Luo really dies, then he will be thinking of avenging him;

If you are not dead, the little pain at this moment will make you feel sincere and valuable, and it will make the surprise then sweeter.

It has to be said that this young lady of the Cui family, who is called "The Unfaithful Beard", did have a manly heart, and this has been confirmed again and again in the years to come.

Of course, Cui Chi rarely had some less rational thoughts in her heart at this moment. She was guarding the faint light of hope and still believed that Yun Luo was not dead.

Through past contact, this young man who was originally from a humble alley but actually had an amazing background impressed her for the first time, and even made her feel that any miracle that would not surprise her when she appeared on this young man.

This incident itself surprised Cui Zhi, who has always been cold and rational.

I hope you can do this this time.

Pei Zhen, Fu Tianqi and Sun Dayun sat still while sitting still, closing their eyes to regulate their breathing.

They have been numbing themselves with their absolute trust in Yunluo, and try to wait until the moment when the story ends before releasing the sadness or ecstasy in their hearts.

Chi Xuance, who was beside him, kept his head down, muttering and drawing with his fingers.

Li Zi and Doro's little bald head got together at some point, and were now lying on a soft collapse, sleeping so hard that they drooled.

Under Li Zhichuan's deliberate protection, Li Zi still didn't know about his idol.

Cao Ye came, Yan Jinghan, and Huo Beizhen were also meditating and regulating his breathing, quietly waiting for the latest news at midnight today.

In the whole field, under the tranquility, there are completely different emotions hidden.

A small group of people is a microcosm of the whole world.

A light curtain separates two worlds.

Beyond the light curtain, there is peace and harmony.

In the light curtain, there is thick fog and bloody storm.

A figure galloped on the rugged rocks, like walking on flat ground.

The arms are full of bulging bags, and the shape is a square box.

His eyes glanced left and right, without a pause at all.

Not long ago, he had just followed him secretly for a long time before he found the opportunity to hand over a sword and killed the killer who found the box.

All you have to do now is to hurry back to the hiding place you have just found, and then wait until the three days are about to end and sneak out quietly. This position of leader is yours.

Thinking of the glory after winning the leader, he was uncontrollably excited.

When he rushed into a forest, a giant python with a scarlet tongue suddenly popped out from his head, opened his mouth wide and bit his head.

The pungent smell, the wind and fog, were stained with bad smell. He was calm and slapped the sword in his hand seven inches on the giant python. Zhenyuan slapped the giant python along the sword body, and he seemed to be out of life.

He looked at the giant python that was still struggling to death and smiled contemptuously. He was less than the level of the Beast King, and he was the one who came out to deliver vegetables.

Turn your head and fly forward.

In the fog, the smile on his face instantly frozen, and then there was no other expression.

A head fell to the ground, and his eyes were still open, as if he was sighing at the sudden end of his path to leader.

The headless body, with the blood spurted out, rushed forward a few steps, and then fell down depressedly.

A slender and clean hand took out the wooden box from the corpse's arms, then waved the other hand, and a cold light shrank back into the palm of the palm, which turned out to be a small ball of transparent silk thread.

The master of the hand sighed, "The killer is a technical job, but you have made it unsightly."

After saying that, he turned around and left with the wooden box that could not be placed in the square object, and disappeared into the vast fog.

Not far from this battle, there is a big tree with the heart of the tree hollow.

Yun Luo began to practice retracting his energy. When he was completely retracting and releasing, it was time for him to go out.

I silently calculated the time in my heart. There was not much more, and hope was enough.

The fog blurs the sky and confuses time.

A lion, tiger and beast lay softly on a rock, squinting slightly, and its long beard trembled in the wind, sensing the direction of the wind.

Suddenly a breeze blew, and its wet nose quickly closed, suddenly widened its eyes, and rushed towards the black figure who suddenly appeared in front of it.

The figure in black let out a sound full of anger and depression, and also a little helpless snorting. The sword in his hand suddenly shone brightly, splitting the blind lion and tiger beast in half.

Before the blood of the beasts fell, human figures had already passed by the lion and tiger beasts.

A chilling voice sounded, "This is the eleventh strange beast you have harmed, is the skill that ending here?"

A voice with a smile, fatigue and weakness was not to be outdone, and was wandering around, "It's enough to be useful, are Lord Yinlong scared?"

Qin Mingyue kept chasing, "I'm afraid? It's not me who got a few swords."

"Haha, your injury is healing so quickly?" The voice did not stop moving, "Oh, by the way, this stick is my fire stick at home. How about it? How does it feel to insert it on your body?"

Qin Mingyue no longer replied and pursued her with all her might. In his opinion, this person was at the end of his strength. As long as he was dealt with, he would have more than one day to deal with the weak Yunluo.

Still not hindering the overall situation.

The chaser is exerting his strength, and the chaser can certainly feel the pressure.

The two men who had already gradually slowed down instantly squeezed out their bodies' potential and passed by the valley like the wind.

The figure hiding in the black cloak, with pale face, beads of sweat the size of beans, and his right hand was still covering his left arm. It was just injured by Qin Mingyue's sword. Although he was avoiding it quickly enough, he still left a deep bone-visible scar.

And there are several such injuries on him.

He silently sensed the sky. If we counted from the time we parted yesterday, it would be about half an hour before one day and one night.

But can I still hold on for half an hour?

My thoughts were a little distracted, and my speed was slower unconsciously, and the long sword stabbed silently again.

The dodge in panic slowed down a little again, and another sword injury was added to his body.

Qin Mingyue's speed remained unabated, and the black cloak's figure had gradually slowed down.

At this moment, the advantages of practitioners in the realm of Zhiming Realm in the True Realm are fully reflected.

He felt the almost exhausted true energy, took out the last pill from the square object, threw it into his mouth, and a trace of heat rose from his dantian.

It was a symbol of taking too much pills in a short period of time, but he could no longer care about it.
To be continued...