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The autumn wind gradually dispersed, replaced by the cold air.

On the earth, the grass mustard is dried up, the trees are withering, and all the vitality is fading.

October day, a season of autumn and winter alternation, is also the busiest period of time for people.

What is different from the usual is that in addition to this busy, in the southern part of zhanzhou, there are still many things that can't be calm.

Fifteen days ago, it was reported that Bai Yu, the owner of the third White Jade Snow horse in Beiming, fought with the contemporary sage son, and was defeated and suffered heavy damage. His whereabouts are still unknown.

Five days ago, in the depths of the Archaean battlefield, a strong breath was gushing out. Some strong people speculated that the ancient fierce beast was recovering.

This is terrible news.

Three days ago, more terrifying news suddenly came out. All the people and family forces in zhanzhou in the South were boiling.

The black swordsman of Daliang Mountain is a devil in the depths of hell. He is still alive. He is a contemporary disciple of the five academies, Li Yi.

News spread, the whole southern zhanzhou boiling.

Both the two holy places have strong men, pointing to the sky, in order to get rid of demons.

Many young talents have also come out of the closed door to witness this big wave.

On that day, the saint son in Weicheng said that he wanted to kill Li Yi and kill the devil himself, so as to make the world peaceful.

Border, a quiet town.

In a noodle shop where there are not many families, there are several young people, one male and one female on the left and several men on the right, but they are relatively older.

No one spoke. The atmosphere was frozen.

Several people each ordered a bowl of noodles, and soon the noodle shop owner brought the noodles up.

Fang Xuexue lowered her head and began to eat noodles.

Qin Meng opened the wine pot, Gulu Gulu to drink a few, also did not speak.

About ten minutes later.

Qin Meng suddenly tilted his head and looked at Fang Xuexue: "you go first."

Fang Xuexue sighed and nodded. She couldn't help looking at several people on the right, and left without looking back.

Just two minutes after she left, the atmosphere in the noodle shop suddenly solidified. The amazing killing intention was like the eruption of volcanic lava, which broke the whole noodle shop in an instant.

The boss looked back and felt the strong murderous air, cold sweat DC, body straight shivering, staggering to escape from here.

Pen!

The intention of killing is still spreading. Even though the noodle shop is broken, it spreads to all the buildings in the town, and the streets made of stone bricks fly away inch by inch, and bursts of smoke and dust diffuse out.

Hum!

Qin Meng made a move, waving his elegant sword posture, like a banished immortal on the Ninth Heaven, but his sword spirit broke out like a young sword God in the world of mortals.

"Kill!"

Several men cheered coldly. At the same time, the attack broke out and all kinds of powerful attacks were submerged.

The people in the town were stunned and didn't know what happened, but they felt the terrible breath fluctuation. It was the monks fighting. For the mortals, it was the gods fighting. They could run as far as they could.

Fang Xuexue stopped and looked quiet.

The ants run past her in panic.

After a short time, the fighting stopped and the dust fell. Among the ruins, there was a dirty figure, carrying a wine pot, shaking to Fang Xuexue.

Coming here, he whispered, "let's go!"

Fang Xuexue answered and followed.

Those men came from Yuheng mountain and belonged to the protection level. They wanted to capture Qin and Meng back to the holy land, but they were killed instead.

In fact, if they knew Qin Meng a little, they would not be so impulsive.

The sky gradually dark down, the cold wind whistling constantly, the breath of cold current shuttles in the earth, like the bell in the evening morning, for the arrival of winter, sounded the alarm.

Qin Meng and Fang Xuexue stepped into Weicheng with one foot, and their figures gradually disappeared in the night.

"I'm so upset that I've revealed my identity."

"Elder martial brother, shall we find elder martial brother Li first?"

"Looking? The whole world is looking for him. If we find him, we are killing him. "

"What shall we do?"

"Ghosts know that now the whole world knows that he is a devil, and the holy land has a reason to fight him openly and honestly." Qin Meng was annoyed and immediately stopped. He seemed to think of something: "not long ago, when the mountain collapsed, you were there. Did this guy really conflict with the son?"

Fang Xuexue seriously replied: "yes, and elder martial brother Li also deliberately provoked the son of God and made a trial."

Qin Meng turned his eyes and felt helpless: "what is this guy doing? Do you want to kill the son? "

Fang Xuexue said: "it is possible."

Qin Meng was stunned and asked, "by the way, you just said that Princess Daxia's invitation was discussed. Well, what day is it now?"Fang Xuexue replied: "it's the eighth day. There are still two days left."

Two days?

Qin Meng pondered and began to think about the next plan.

Li Yi provokes the son and makes a trial. Everyone who has a clear eye can guess his intention. But Princess Daxia just held a talk.

The invited people include the son of God and Li Yi.

Although we don't talk about gratitude and resentment when we talk about Tao, but after that? Even before we talked about Tao?

What's more, three days ago, when the son threatened to kill Li Yi himself, everyone thought that he would do it before or after the sermon.

Now, the only thing people care about is whether Li Yi will come or not?

The night is getting darker.

Thirty miles away from Weicheng, there was a strong breath surging out of the cave and the hill that had collapsed.

Eight days later, after the killing, no one dared to explore the cave. Occasionally, some people passed by and felt the breath in the air. They felt strange and ran faster.

During this period, many strong people came, but did not step into the cave, they turned away.

As time went by, the mountain collapsed, and there was a ghost in the cave, which was spread in the town.

Now, people don't even dare to pass by.

On the ninth day, deep in the dark and cold cave, the breath that gushed out fluctuated and gradually dissipated, replaced by a strong heartbeat.

Carefully feel, this heartbeat is calm and regular, every beat, there is a strong breath of life in the burst.

"Master?"

"Say it."

"Will we see each other again?"

The heroic man was silent.

in fact, it is not the blood of the king that brought him back, but the essence of the array of thousands of years.

now, he has used all the cream to temper Li Yi, and perhaps everything he has left behind, including him, will be completely turned into dust.

As if feeling the man's sorrow, Li Yi clenched his hands and said, "the elder's great kindness, no teeth unforgettable."

The man said: "although I have found a way to control the spiritual pulse, I have never tried. At that time, I wanted to tell my elder brother this news, but I was killed by someone."

The eldest brother in his mouth is Zhong Liangshan. At the time of his fall, a famous young man happened to pass by. He had no choice but to copy the news into his body and let him take it away.

But he didn't expect that at that time, Zhong Liangshan and the young God King were also killed.

Li Yi clenched his hands tightly, his eyes were firm, and his tone was slightly deep: "please rest assured that you will fulfill your mission and fulfill your last wish."

The man did not speak, a sigh, into the heart.