Chapter 307 The cages in the world are always there, and the disciples of Qingyun are all sentimental
Demon Guan Great Wall.
The frost and snow of the winter and winter covered the layers of layers. The dark red blood dried up and frozen, and the corpses of countless people who died were annihilated.
Although the people of the human race are at a disadvantage in front of the powerful monster, there are always some men and soldiers of the rivers and lakes. With the geographical advantages of the Great Wall of the Demon Guan, countless fierce beast monsters have been buried.
Although the half -demon -flying wolf that drove waves after the wolf of the demon striker, he still had no tree. He had to cultivate the six realms around him for many years.
The practitioner is war.
At the same time, the wise and low monsters were abused for thousands of miles, which led to the unmanned smoke of Xianhezhou thousands of miles, which is even worse than that of Xizhou.
South Demon Guan.
Qingyunmen disciples from Qing Pingzhou were less than one -third of the original when they came. Hundreds of elders, now there are only 20 people left.
Two thousand disciples come out of Qingyun.
There are only 500 people left today.
After dozens of battles, Qingyunmen disciples, who survived, had no original magical color in my eyes. I watched the disciples who had practiced together five years ago.
The cold name, who will have the heart, will become extremely low.
After a war, it was a brief tranquility.
Liufeng's disciples were surrounded by a group and paid the back to the same door. As a practitioner, it was so small in front of the demon war.
At first, the same door in Qingyunmen and the baht must be compared. After a life and death, it may be relieved, or numb, or the suspicion of the ice.
The disciples of Qingyunmen who have not yet opened the valley will occasionally spread some foods.
At the cliff on the Canyon in the snowy sky, the female disciple of the dusty peak is a beautiful scenery.
Among these female disciples, Xiao Muqing, who was familiar with Gu Yu, and He Hongnian's pro -disciples. She was the only disciple of Qingyunmen who broke through the six realms in the battle.
The sisters and sisters behind him were the lowest in the cultivation of the Qingyunmen with Gu Yu's life that year. The second realm of the second realm is still in the second realm.
They did not have to come to the demon pass with the demon.
pity.
The decline of Qingyun is like a millennium tree. After the rain blows, it can no longer shelter the latecomers who have been used to avoid the rain.
The demon is very long.
The practitioners of Qingyunmen are only responsible for guarding the film.
The endless battle with the demon tribe is like the black clouds and the endless frost and snow.
No one knows what will happen tomorrow.
Will it be attacked by the demon tribe after dark.
Xiao Muqing was helping the injured female disciples bandaging the wound. The young female disciple couldn't help crying. Tears slipped from the cheeks.
"Sister."
"Will I die?"
"No."
Xiao Muqing laughed and comforted. She looked at the thin little sister in front of her. Her wound was not heavy, she was not fatal, but a strand of demon broke her tire.
Then, then
If in Qingyunmen.
She will never die.
But this is a demon pass.
If you lose cultivation, it is better than a ant.
The opportunity for birth is very slim.
"I will die, Sister Xiao, I understand."
The miserable woman was stunned, and her eyes looked at the distant Qingping Mountain.
"When can we return to Qingyunmen."
"Sister Xiao, I miss the peak of the dust, and I miss the peach blossom under the peak of the dust. When it is in full bloom every year, it is much more beautiful than this snow. Sister Xiao, I'm so cold."
"I'm so cold, Sister Xiao."
Her female disciple was also infected by the breath of sadness and despair, and the mood was low.
Xiao Muqing's heart also secretly sad.
But although she is the master of the dust peak, what can she do?
Xiao Mu Qingqiang endured sadness in his heart, took out a pot of wine from the storage ring, and said to the sisters: "Drink a sip, warm your body."
A pot of wine passed around and returned to Xiao Muqing's hand.
The rich wine aroma makes Xiao Muqing slightly lost.
The younger sister who was damaged by the tire said: "Sister, the original taste of wine is so special, delicious."
"It's not the taste of wine." Xiao Muqing looked back and looked at the jug in his hand.
Xiao Muqing's words caused the female disciple of Luo Chenfeng to be silent.
Five years ago, they once stood on Yunqiao to see the scenery, and also watched the thin younger brother who wielded a wooden sword when I was getting started.
At that time, the lively, hustle and bustle, and mockery without the hard time of the world.
Today, it is repaid like fate.
Those who fell into the abyss, sprinkled the sky in the sky.
They once stood in Yunqiao to bathe in the sun, but now they struggle in this canyon frost.
The rain and rain in the world will always fall from one mountain wheel to another.
The female disciples who Luo Chenfeng, no one mentioned that Gu Yu's life was the younger brother who was trapped in the peach blossom forest.
But their hearts are always thinking of such a person.
At this moment.
They only understand.
It turns out that the Fan cage in life has always been there.
sometimes.
Open it to see.
sometimes.
The bumping head broke the blood flow, and I couldn't see where it was.
The messenger of the Governor of the Haoqi League in the sky.
That figure, such as the impermanence of black and white.
A order flag fell in front of the disciples of Qingyunmen.
The cold voice does not have a trace of feelings: "The demon raids are coming, the disciples of Qingyunmen, quickly go to the Beifeng to guard, there must be no mistakes.
A elder got up and asked: "Dare to ask the messenger, Beifeng has the Qiqi League Qinglong Banner's station.
"Huh, do you have to violate the order!"
In the sky, the seven -state governor's merger, with a strong consciousness, made the elders of Qingyunmen look pale, bleeding from mouth, nose and nose.
Seven realm is repaired.
For the elders of Qingyunmen, the gap between the strength of the cloud and mud.
I can only endure this breath.
"Everyone, go with me."
Yigan Qingyunmen disciples walked towards the mountain peaks on the side of Lushan. They once had Qingyunmen Lingzhou as a flying spiritual weapon.
Like mortals, walk on rugged mountain roads.
Above the sky.
The biography of the banner official stood up, watching Qingyunmen's disciples north, sneered, and secretly relieved.
Haoqi League has decided to abandon Lushan's North -South Demon Pass and transfer to the last demon passage of Cuishan. Prior to this, Haoqi League wanted to quietly withdraw the forces and members he had worked hard.
In the process, only the practitioners of each state can be dispersed, and the branch is in the North and South Demon Guan.
As for the life and death of these people.
Give it to the so -called ‘God’.
"Unfortunately, there are a lot of female disciples in Qingyunmen."
It was rumored that the flag officer looked a little adultery, and he stunned for a while. Suddenly, he stopped.
"Who, sneaky!"
唰唰唰.
The three young figures appeared in front of the preacher.