The fiery red sun sets little by little among the undulating mountains.
The bright moon gradually rose, and it seemed that in just the blink of an eye, the sky was already filled with stars.
The night of early spring in the south of the Yangtze River was not cold and chilly. A figure hurried towards the Dongting Stream under the moonlight.
Su Bei didn't tell anyone, not even Saint Yaoyan knew about it.
Of course, the moment after Su Bei left, in a warm pavilion near the water, he was flipping through the romance novels and gently put down the book in his hand.
In the evening, the warm breeze blows slightly.
Yao Yan was lying on that rocking chair, and the rocking chair under him was something that Elder Su of the Sword Sect had researched decades ago.
Her feet were bare, and her nails were painted with bluish red. Her slender white calves were exposed from under the lake green skirt. Her hands were folded on her lower abdomen, and her jade fingers were stained with colorful flowers, exuding a deep luster in the light. .
She rubbed her temples with her slender jade fingers, and her pair of extremely beautiful eyes raised her head to look at this side of Yunyue, and said softly:
"Think about it, is he her 'houji'?"
"..."
The corner of his mouth smiled bitterly, Yao Yan bit his lower lip, and the candlelight flickered in his eyes.
For some reason, it seemed that she had been reading novels for too long, and her eyes were a little sore, making her head feel dizzy.
It seemed that she remembered one night a thousand years ago, when she looked at the majestic and kind master in the huge sect hall.
She was wearing a brand new dress that day. When she saw the Master, she felt a little awkward, but she gave her a big salute with great respect.
Yaoyan's master is not a woman with a high level of cultivation, but from her body, Yaoyan can feel the kindness that others have never given her.
"Look at you, you look like this, how can anyone accept you in the future?"
"Can you still get married?"
"..." Yao Yan didn't care at all, wrinkled his nose and said:
"Why do I want others to accept me!"
"I don't want to get married either!"
The smile on her master's face was a little forced, and seeing her seemed to remind her of her own past.
Yao Yan shook his head gently and retracted those chaotic thoughts.
Then he stood up, placed the romance novel in his hand on the eucalyptus, and looked at the sign on the rosewood table.
Gently wiping the dust on it with her jade hands, she murmured to herself:
"Master, my disciple regrets a little..."
Yaoyan was alone in the empty Linshui Nuan Pavilion.
She frowned slightly because she had an inexplicable headache.
Just looking out the window at the sparkling lake.
After a long time, he looked towards the direction Su Bei left, as if telling himself, but also questioning himself:
"You can't compete with her for a man."
A sudden laugh broke out from the corner of his mouth.
There is a bit more pain between the eyebrows.
She is a saint in the world.
"No one can say it is suffering."
"..."
...
Looking at the stars all over the sky.
Su Bei sniffed lightly, then frowned tightly and stopped in his tracks.
After many days of fighting, he was very familiar with this smell.
——It smells of blood.
In addition, he can also detect a trace of evil spirit!
Su Bei's eyes froze for an instant, and his steps stopped in a hurry.
His body has not recovered yet, and now he can only maintain his body's movements by relying on the subtle spiritual energy in his Dantian.
If you encounter something unavoidable, you...
Complex thoughts quickly echoed in Su Bei's mind. Although he didn't know the specific location of Dongting Stream, he had been running in this direction for nearly two hours, so he must have arrived there anyway.
However, just as Su Bei was making a decision quickly in his mind.
Only a loud roar was heard.
——唳
next moment!
An ice blue phoenix seemed to be reflected in his eyes.
The Milky Way in the sky seems to be poured into this mirror-blue lake, and the sea of stars in the night sky reflects each other.
That is the translucent sky, that is the translucent lake, and between the sky and the water, there is an almost translucent blue-glazed woman.
Behind the graceful woman, there were terrifying evil auras mixed with red flames. The evil auras intertwined and gathered behind the woman. The next moment, they turned into ice blue, and the fiercely burning flames stopped beating.
It actually seemed to be frozen, and it was constantly spreading upwards, as if the woman in white clothes stained with blood was covered with a whole ice feather.
Then it shattered suddenly and turned into endless ice dust scattered everywhere.
Su Bei stared blankly at Dao's back. His long ice-blue hair was blowing in the night wind and intertwined with the ice dust in the sky. It was beautiful.
Then the woman turned around, closed her eyes and fell in his direction.
Su Bei saw her face clearly, and it was engraved in his bones.
That night under the Buhui Cliff, the same beautiful face appeared and stood in front of him.
"Nanji..."
Su Bei made a soft sound.
It seemed as if he heard Su Bei's gentle whisper in his life.
The woman's eyelashes trembled.
Turn around and look back.
The clothes are dancing, the hair is dancing, and the ice dust is dancing.
There was a hint of love in those eyes, which was deeply engraved in Su Bei's mind.
Half of her face was covered in blood, and the other half was sickly pale.
There were strands of blood in her eyes, and what was even more terrible was that there were strands of black energy meandering under her snow-white skin.
It looks like poisonous snakes that are eager to bite people. This is a symptom of evil spirits entering the body.
thump--
The whole figure just fell in front of Su Bei.
There was a terrifying sound piercing the air from behind, and a roar filling the sky could be vaguely heard.
"kill!!"
"kill him!"
Ji Nanjue closed her eyes tightly, and suddenly realized that her body seemed to be lying in a hot furnace.
But she didn't feel hot. Instead, she wished the temperature could be higher, higher.
It might be more comfortable if this hotness could be integrated into her body...
She hugged Su Bei tightly, as if she was a lost person who was walking aimlessly for a long time in the vast sea of snow and met a warm wooden house with a stove.
An almost instinctive desire.
Su Bei was hugged tightly by her and couldn't move for a moment. He looked at her from a close distance and saw that she was wearing a white shirt that looked familiar to him.
I don't know if it's because she's wearing a tube top, so her mountains are a little tight, but even so, she's still indescribably majestic.
Tottering.
Holding her slender waist, her long hair turned into ice blue for some reason, floating in the air, her face was indifferent, as beautiful as snow...
The slightly convex collarbone also has a breathtaking flavor. Her figure is delicate and bony, giving people a thrilling movement.
"Nanji..."
This time Su Bei's voice echoed clearly in her ears.
Ji Nanjue felt a pair of familiar big hands gently wiping the corners of her mouth, and smelled his unique scent on her chest.
I don't know why, but the tears just want to flow out.
Why is he here?
Has he come to save himself?
"Brother Bei, please leave quickly..."
"lay down......"
She knew his strength, and facing this evil force of nearly a hundred people, there was absolutely no chance of survival!
Although the state of those people consumed by him was not very good, he still had no possibility.
"It's not a good place to stay here for a long time, I have to leave."
Su Bei didn't seem to hear her words, and hugged Ji Nanjue's slender waist tightly with all his strength.
The cold moonlight fell on her jade-like skin, emitting a soft light.
Because he was so nervous, Su Bei didn't even understand why the Nan Ji in his arms called him "Brother Bei".
He hugged her tightly, and a little bit of fragrance came over him, making Su Bei a little breathless.
The clothes she wore were extremely thin. What Su Bei didn't know was that in order to hide her identity, she didn't have a bellyband at all, only a tube top.
So much so that Su Bei could clearly feel the coldness of her skin.
And the subtle rising and rapid heartbeat.
Thump thump thump thump——
He kept rising and falling, and his whole body felt exhausted and weak.
The biting cold air actually made Su Bei shiver instantly.
Whoosh whoosh——
A series of figures instantly blocked Su Bei's face.
The man in black at the head looked at the man who suddenly appeared in front of him with a stern expression, and said in a hoarse voice:
"Elder Su??"
"I don't need to wait for you. I didn't expect you to run into it yourself."
"..."
Under the moonlight, there were black figures, which surrounded the two people in an instant.
Su Bei looked at the ghosts in front of him with cold eyes:
"How dare you appear in the Holy Land?"
The man in black at the head showed a smile on his lips and said quietly:
“Where in the world shouldn’t you go?”
"On the other hand, Elder Su, why don't you go and recuperate and go out to wander around at night?"
"If there is a road to heaven, you will not take it. If there is no door to hell, you will come here instead. Just in time, go to hell with the person in your arms..."
As soon as the words fell, the terrifying Hedao aura spread instantly.
Then terrifying fluctuations appeared between heaven and earth.
A trace of apology appeared on Ji Nanjue's face, but she never thought that this incident would actually implicate him.
Biting his lower lip, Tan opened his mouth half-open, looked at the ghosts in front of him with his consciousness that had not completely disappeared, and said:
"It has nothing to do with him."
Although she knew that there was no chance that they would let Su Bei go, she still spoke like this as if it was her body's instinct.
There was a sneer on the face of the man in black, and he was about to say something, but the next moment——
Sonorous——
The sword box behind Su was instantly opened wide.
The Qingping Sword actually swung upwards, with a green luster blooming on the sword body, and lotus flowers all over the sky suddenly bloomed in the dark night.
And the aura on Su Bei's body was rising at an incredible speed at this moment.
Returning to the peak of virtual reality, half a step into harmony...
Still hasn't stopped.
...Later stage of Hedao, peak of Hedao!!
Even Ji Nanjue in his arms had a hint of shock in his eyes, looking at Su Bei in disbelief.
A sneer curled up at the corner of Su Bei's lips, and he took a step forward.
The terrifying strength unique to the pinnacle of Hedao pervades the world.
Qingping's sword is powerful.
"Is there a way to heaven?"
"Are you talking about Su?"
The ghosts in front of Su Bei were obviously confused, and they all looked at each other in confusion at the man in front of them.
He...how could he go directly from the late stage of returning to the void to the peak of Hedao!?
How can this be!?
The eyes of the masked man at the head were constantly changing, looking at Su Bei carefully. That terrifying peak Hedao aura would definitely not be fake?
——It will definitely not be forcibly improved by some secret technique, this is the momentum of the peak of Hedao!
"It turns out that the entire world has been deceived by Elder Su."
"..."
The man in black narrowed his eyes tightly, with a hint of surprise and gloom in his voice.
How could such a bad guy come out halfway? Is it such a coincidence?
When you reach their level, you sometimes understand some things. All seemingly coincidental events in the world are destined to be there.
Could it be that this Donghuang is destined to die?
He did not step forward, and looked slightly hesitant. Do you really want to let these two people leave!?
Ji Nanjue is a link that Your Majesty has been planning for a long time. If he had not died, how would he explain all this!?
But I never thought that Su Bei, who had just been named the number one person under Hedao by the Holy Land, was not returning to the void at all...
——The pinnacle of Hedao!?
No wonder the combat power on the Immortal Platform is so terrifying, so everything makes sense.
What is he planning? Is he pretending to be injured?
But leaving just like that? I still feel unwilling to do so!
The Dongting Stream was not far away from the two of them. Su Bei didn't seem to have any fear. The Qingping sword seemed to be getting sharper after being thirsty for blood, and the sword sounded crisply!
"Su, can you leave!?"
Looking at the entangled ghosts and evil spirits, Su Bei looked calm and calm, but in fact, his heart was already boiling crazily.
This last experience card for the peak of Hedao only lasts five minutes!
All the ghosts were speechless, and then their eyes changed with each other.
Su Bei held the woman in his arms tightly, and gently tapped his toes under the gaze of everyone.
The figure disappeared between heaven and earth in an instant.
Looking at the two people's retreating figures, a ghost finally said unwillingly:
"Chief, are you just going to let these two people go?"
"So what if Su Bei has the peak strength of Hedao? There are so many of us..."
The leading man in black pursed his lips.
He was well aware of the horror of the Jianzong Sword Code. Although Su Bei only had the peak strength of Hedao, he was equipped with the Qingping Sword and the Wangdao Sword.
Even in the early stages of an ordinary tribulation, one must avoid its sharp edges.
And all the ghost monks are here. If he takes the opportunity to hit him hard...
After thinking for a moment, he took a deep breath and said:
"Follow up!"
If he eventually wants to take Donghuang away, there will definitely be a flaw.
"I will report this matter to your Majesty immediately."
"Something happened."
"This Su Bei...is weird!!"
"..."
The ghosts and ghosts looked at each other, and then took advantage of the moonlight to hurriedly chase the two of them in the direction Su Bei left!
...
Just after Su Bei's figure disappeared into the night, the aura around him was instantly annihilated.
He staggered, and a sickly flush appeared on his face.
Just looking at Ji Nanjue in her arms, whose face seemed to be stained with frost, she took another breath of spiritual energy and ran three minutes faster again.
There was another sound of piercing the sky behind him, and Su Bei was extremely anxious. If he was caught up this time, he would really die.
Damn——
Su Bei now only has one thought in his mind, live!
Live with the woman in your arms.
Crash--
There seemed to be the sound of running water not far away.
"Dongting Stream."
The woman in Su Bei's arms spoke softly.
"Fairy Nanji, your brother made an appointment with Su to wait for him at Dongting Stream. There will definitely be a solution when he gets there..."
Ji Nanjue closed her eyes tightly, opened and closed her red lips gently, and muttered for a long time, but finally did not say anything.
Just hold him tightly and feel his strong chest.
Your Brother Ji is in your arms...
"How come Fairy Nanji appears here alone?"
"..."
Su Bei took a deep breath.
Ji Nanjue did not answer his words, perhaps because the cold poison in her body could no longer be suppressed. Frost cold clung to the ends of her hair, and there was no trace of blood on her face.
The water became more and more turbulent, and the cliffs on both sides faced each other layer by layer, blocking out the sky and leaving only a sliver of sky.
It is getting narrower and narrower, and the narrowest point is only more than 40 feet.
This is the Dongting Stream, which is extremely beautiful, but also extremely dangerous.
Lines of terrifying evil energy appeared behind the two men again, chasing after them like maggots attached to their bones.
Su Bei was a little desperate.
Damn it, Brother Ji, where are you??
Suddenly, the terrifying evil spirit in the air that was supposed to attack Su Bei and the two disappeared out of thin air. Su Bei suddenly raised his head and looked into the distance.
His eyes widened instantly.
I saw a small boat floating on it in the middle of the river ahead, with an old man sitting cross-legged on the bow, fishing with his eyes closed.
Ji Nanjue also noticed something strange and looked at the unidentified old man. He was holding a green bamboo fishing rod in his hand, with silver wire as the thread, hooked in the water, which could not be seen clearly.
The old man glanced in the direction of the two of them, and then glanced at the group of ghosts chasing after him.
His face does not change color.
——Gently shake the fishing rod in your hand.
The green bamboo fishing rod bent into a half-moon arc, the fishing line dragged up, and a golden hook shot straight into the sky.
This throw created thousands of waves.
One wave after another rolled towards the endless waves of evil spirits, and actually stopped all the evil spirits.
After a while, the fishing line and golden hook fell from the sky.
Like a huge boulder, it smashed into the river!
A huge wave surged into the sky.
Seeing this terrifying scene, a group of black-masked ghosts stopped in their tracks, looking at the old man in front of them with shock hidden in their eyes.
Finally, the leading masked man took a deep breath and said solemnly:
"May I ask who you are!?"
For some reason, he had a premonition.
Otoji's death is absolutely inseparable from the person in front of him.
The strength of the person in front of me is definitely above that of the Tribulation Tribulation, and maybe he is in the middle or late stages of the Tribulation Tribulation.
There is absolutely no way that you and others can compete?
Who is it in the whole world!?
The old man didn't seem to answer his words, but just glanced in the direction of Su Bei.
The worn bamboo hat spun around, and he looked at the ghosts.
The next moment, his eyes turned cold.
With a shake of the fishing rod in his hand, the fishing line and the golden hook were like an evil dragon breaking through the surface of the river. In the blink of an eye, it twisted out a huge arc, no one knew how long it was.
Amidst the rumbling sound, a gully opened on the river surface, and you could see the mud and sand on the bottom of the river, which was nearly a hundred feet long!!
Then, the old man's voice echoed between heaven and earth:
"Fifth boy, take care of yourself."
"This sword."
Under the surging spiritual energy, the old man's two strands of white temples fluttered backwards, and his cuffs squeaked.
He is like an unknown fisherman, but he is sitting high above the waves, the river is churning endlessly, but the boat beneath him is indifferent.