If water and fire are not yet supported, Geng and metal are responsible for killing.

Only by killing all over the east, west, south, north and west can Kunlun Ruins take root.

Chen Ruoyu's entry activates this killing game.

The demon represents Xiu Tu. The demon has withdrawn from this battle between water and fire. I am the demon slaughter. It is equivalent to a sudden addition of a piece on the chessboard that is not on the chessboard.

"Qin Jue, now I can't see through your fate trajectory. Perhaps, I have never really seen it clearly." Hu Duangong said.

"I can't figure it out myself."

"Where are you going next?"

"I came for Song Jue and prepared to go east to find her."

"Yuyin Peak, you killed 100,000 people for Zhang Qingzhuo. This time, Song Jue should be a death robbery. How many are you going to kill?"

"Kill someone who is killed."

"Qin Jue, killing is the original sin."

"But I have already been unforgivable, right?"

Hu Duangong sighed and said nothing.

We went down the mountain and returned to the military tent.

Li Baiqing has gained the benefits of Nangong Jing and has turned into a human form again.

When we came in, she was having fun with Nangong Jing.

Most of the time I wear Nangong Jing's clothes, her hair is tied into a ponytail, and she looks heroic.

The handsomeness of the fox men and the charm of the women.

Li Baiqing has both.

Seeing me, Li Baiqing stood up and walked up and bowed to me to the end.

"I've met Mr. Qin."

"What do you think of here?" I asked.

"Very good, I like it very much." Li Baiqing stared at the fox's eyes and turned around, lowered his head slightly and said.

Looking at her expression, I knew she was still very afraid of me.

I looked at Nangong Jing again, her eyes dodged and her face turned red, and I immediately knew what she must have said.

"If you like it, stay here."

"Young Master Qin, you have saved me. The white fox never for any cause and effect. I am willing to follow the young master to work hard for everyone." Li Baiqing shook his head and said in a literary way.

"I said before that I saved you because of Zhe. It is dead, and you and I have no cause and effect anymore."

Li Baiqing opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but lowered his head in my eyes and finally said nothing.

After talking to her, I bowed to the immortals in the military tent and said, "I didn't intend to offend you before, I hope we will still be friends in the future."

"Young Master Qin doesn't need to worry about it. Your Majesty Long Niang is kind to the immortal family. No matter when the young master comes, he will be our most honorable guest."

I nodded, bowed to Hu Duan Gong again, and turned around and walked out.

When I walked to the door, I suddenly remembered something, walked back, walked to Li Baiqing and said, "I liked your jade gourd wine very much before. Can you give it to me?"

Li Bai nodded and took out the jade gourd from the cloth bag.

I took it into my arms, thanked her, and left the military tent.

...

It was still snowy on the east side. I carried six swords on my back and walked alone in the snow.

The sky is vast and the earth is huge, and people seem very small.

Chen Ruoyu activated the Water and Fire Killing Case. I was very worried about Song Jue's life and death, and I didn't know where she was now.

The dragon walks by. The snow is close to the snow without any trace.

The sound of the wind roared past his ears, and the snow was destroyed by his eyes.

The faster you go, the fewer and fewer distractions in your heart.

In the end, there was only one person's name, Song Jue.

If someone is in the mountains, I will wear litchis and bring a girl's silk.

It is both savoring and smiling, and I admire me for being graceful.

Riding on the red leopard and following the raccoon, and forming the osmanthus flag.

I wear the stone orchid and bring Du Heng, and I think of it...

I was thinking of her in my heart, as if someone sang this nine-song mountain ghost song in my heart.

Song Jue has been transformed into a dragon for too long, so long that I have forgotten her identity as a mountain ghost.

I heard Hu Duan Gong say it and it turned out to be like yesterday.

I don't remember what happened in my previous life, and I shouldn't actually remember it either.

In my previous life, I was the remnant soul of that adult. The remnant soul has gone along with the great way and has returned to heaven and earth. I am the one who has the obsession.

However, obsession is the original id of that adult.

Because human self-awareness exists because of obsession.

The soul of Hedao belongs to the philosophical superego.

The obsession that remains unscathed is the symbol of the self.

Song Jue is waiting for a rain of divine spirits, which is also the promise I made to her.

But looking at the vast snow of the world, it will not last until the rain season will come.

You asked if there was no return date, and the night rain in Bashan rose to the autumn pond.

Why should we cut the candles in the west window together and talk about the night rain in Bashan?

When I always felt that I owe Song Jue to favor A Qing, I had already planted a lot of love for her without knowing it.

The earliest woman in black, the remnant soul in the jade pendant, the black dragon in the ghost creature, the black dragon in the tomb of the gods, the arrogant and innocent woman walking on the earth, the king of Rengui who came from Yuyin Peak...

In the past two thousand years, you will have countless incarnations.

I don’t know how many times I have walked in the world, but my heart is always locked in the thunderstorm in Youhuangshan.

Qin Jue and Song Jue.

The stones from other mountains can be used to polish jade, and if you wait for two thousand years, you must complete this period of cause and effect.

Being paranoid as you, I love you until death.

After half a day of travel, it was still snowy and snowy. I didn't know where to stop.

It was dusk again, and finally I saw the end of the snowy area in the eastern border, where ice peaks stood.

I climbed the highest ice cliff and looked into the distance, and there was no trace of Song Jue anywhere.

I lowered my head and saw a bright red ray in the ice edges on the edge of the cliff. I looked carefully and found that it was a blooming flower.

I have never seen such words before. Looking down, I saw many bright red flowers blooming in the ice edges of the cliff.

As soon as the divine thought moved, I pulled out a red flower with my sword.

The petals are like snow lotus, with the smell of blood.

I am very familiar with this taste, it is dragon blood.

I came here to find Song Jue. The person who didn't see her saw flowers blooming from dragon blood on this ice cliff.

The heart felt like it was hit by a thousand pounds, and it hurt to the extreme.

But the more I did this, the calmer I became. I sat cross-legged on the ground, releasing my spiritual sense to perceive the changes in the field here.

There is the smell of dragon blood in the air, and in addition to that, there is only the cold smell of white snow.

It seemed as if everything that happened had been buried by the snow and was blown away by the cold wind.

However, when I sacrificed the Dharma image of Fuxi, my soul still keenly captured a trace of residual murderous intent.

This murderous intent comes from the gods.

This means that there was a battle of gods here.

Among them, Song Jue must be the one who fights, but I can't figure out who her enemy is.

Continue to deduce. Derived from the murderous intent, and then deduce that the murderous intent does not come from one person, at least three.

Also, this world has been banned.

Everything that happens here cannot be perceived by the outside world.

Just like the battle between me and Tengshe, the outside world will not know about it.

When gold is strong, wood dies.

Could it be that Song Jue has responded to the disaster?

No, I don't accept it.

No matter how tragic or tragic I can accept it, but I cannot accept such a result.
Chapter completed!