The Path Toward Heaven

There is no air in the virtual world, no matter how fast the cosmic front flies, there is no wind, but Qing'er still feels very cold, probably because there is no sound here, and the silence is like a grave.

She was a little scared and wanted to talk, but after looking at the front, she didn't care.

Xue Ji was sitting at the front of the sword, covering her quilt and closing her eyes, not knowing whether she was practicing or resting.

Jing Jiu looked at her back and did not know what she was thinking. There was no emotion in her eyes.

Qing'er looked at his profile and thought that Qingshan Jianzong's courage was really great, and an existence like Xue Ji would also like to take it back.

But this is really not in line with Jing Jiu's temperament. With her understanding of him in Qingtianjian's illusion, he would never take such a risk.

The mortal has a saying called seeking skin with a tiger, wanting to cooperate with Xue Ji, or even conquer her, what should be counted as?Isn't Jing Jiu afraid of an accident?

Yes, if Aoyama Sect can conquer Xue Ji, then he will usher in one of the most powerful guards in history, but how can Xue Ji's hierarchical life be willing to guard the door for others?

The cosmic front stopped, and the scenery on the distant ground was faintly visible. Instead, the peaks of the mountains surrounded by clouds in front were clearer.

Xueji opened her eyes and looked quietly over there.

Jing Jiu said: "There is where you grow up in the future. If you agree with my terms, then we will go."

When Tong Yan watched that Li Gongzi left, Jing Jiu and Xue Ji had a brief exchange and did not avoid Qing'er.

Such an important agreement, which is likely to affect the situation of the Cultivation Circle of the Chaotian Continent and even the future of the human race, requires at least one Tianbao true spirit to witness.

The general content of this agreement is that Jing Jiu is willing to provide a sufficient source of chills to keep Xue Ji alive. Xue Ji has to promise to go to Qingshan, not allowed to make trouble, and not to leave without permission.

Qing'er was very nervous, looking at Xue Ji covered in quilt, not knowing whether she wanted her to agree or refuse.

After discovering Xueji in Lengshan, Jing Jiu didn't inform Qingshan or Baicheng that someone came to kill her, but was gambling with the fate of the human race.

Even if the snow queen is only half as horrible as a snow queen in adulthood, it is not an object that the practitioners can control.

What is even more terrifying is that now she has reached the southern part of the Chaotian mainland, the core area of ​​the human race. If she suddenly turned over and killed the Quartet, what kind of harm would it bring?

I don't know how long it took, Xueji finally made a loud noise and confirmed the agreement again.

From this point of view, Jing Jiu's extremely cold world is too attractive to her.

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It is spring now, the southern part of the mainland is extremely warm, and the flowers and trees have already bloomed among the peaks of the mountains, which is beautiful.

Nan Wang leaned on the peak stone, holding the jug with his fingers, his eyes slightly tilted, and his eyes fell across the flower tree and fell on the opposite Shenmo Peak, I don't know what to think.

Suddenly she felt the temperature around her became lower.This change is extremely subtle, far from enough to make the petals fall, and even most people can't feel it, but she can't conceal her perception as a strong person who breaks the sea.

The great formations of Qingshan isolate the world and the outside world. Such a sudden change shows that something is wrong.

She looked at Shang Defeng, still covered in snow, raised her eyebrows slightly, thinking disgruntledly that the patching was not over yet?Actually let the cold veins of the ground leak a few traces.

Shangdefeng consumes the most resources of the Green Mountain every year. Actually, even this little thing can't be done well. Brother Master is really true. He only cares about fighting with the master brother, and he doesn't know how to discipline his people.

Tian Guangfeng suddenly heard a sword consciousness.

Nan Wang's expression changed slightly, and his sword flew, and Jian Ming spread all over Qing Rongfeng.

She took the jug and went back to Dongfu, looking at the female disciples who were called back urgently and said, "Do n’t ask me why, because I do n’t know. From now on everyone goes to Dongfu to retreat without my permission, No one is allowed to come out. "

There was a bell ringing at Shiyue Peak, and an decree wafted in the hall in front of the former peak. Both the elders and ordinary disciples were called to discuss matters, and then they began to retreat collectively like Qing Rongfeng.

On the stone beam between the two peaks, the fog became thicker and deeper, and the looming black shadow looked into the distance, uttered a complex emotional sigh, and walked back to the deepest part of the fog.

Qingshan guards the existence of Yinfeng who does n’t want to see it. Presumably few people in the world are willing to see it.

Tianguang Peak has been empty for a long time. Yuangui closed his eyes and silently thought, I am a stone tortoise carrying a monument, not alive, not alive, don't come to see me.

There was no monkey scream at Shenmofeng, and the horses grazing on the hillside did not know where to hide. Liu Ada was lying on the window sill of the Taoist Temple, looking at the horizon in the distance, his eyes full of nervous expressions, The tail bounced from time to time.

It is not ready to fight at any time, but to escape at any time.

Suddenly, a hand stretched out, grabbed its tail, hugged it in his arms, and walked into Dongfu.

Deep in the cave, Gu Qing and Yuan Qu didn't know what was happening. They were asking Zhao Layue, and they watched Ping Yongjia walk in with the white cat in hand, and couldn't help but be stupefied.

At this time, the white cat was still in a state of dumbness, because he could not understand, why did anyone dare to scratch his tail directly besides the brothers?

"I don't know what happened, but the commander of the sword, everyone is shut down in an emergency ... what do you do with it?"

Zhao Layue looked at the white cat in Ping Yongjia's arms and frowned slightly.

In her view, even if there is a strong enemy, there is no need to worry that the guardian will take the initiative to meet the enemy, and will definitely go back in the hole to hide.

Ping Yongjia looked innocent, thinking that the cat had always been sleeping in the cave. Since there is a big event happening today, don't you care?

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The clouds were rolling, and somewhere was getting thinner, and the Qingshan Dazhen opened a passage.

Jianguang illuminated the flowing clouds into dancing white silk.

The universe front is back.

No one was greeted this time, and no disciples from Qingshan shouted that Master Uncle mighty.

There is no reading sound by Huanjian Creek, there is no crooked sword light around Yun Xingfeng, there is no wind at Bihu Peak, the lake is like a mirror, and there is no one to see in Qingshan Jiufeng.

Looking at these pictures, Qing'er once again thought of the word tomb and felt uneasy.

Xueji didn't feel anything, because she didn't know what Qingshan should look like.

The universe front fell on the top of Shangde Peak.

There is no one here.

Even the swordsman who stood in the depths of the cave all the year round and remained silent to the bottom of the well didn't know where to go.

Shangdefeng is extremely cold, and the stone walls of Dongfu are full of traces of snow and frost.

Xue Ji covered her whole body with a quilt, only her eyes were exposed, and a satisfied expression appeared in the black pupil.

Jing Jiu has not been here for many years. If he changes to other places, he will have at least some emotion, but today he just flew towards the bottom of the well in silence.

The sky light illuminates the bottom of the well.

The cosmic peak falls with the beam of light.

The black corpse dog was lying there quietly like a mountain.

Qinger naturally felt a sense of awe in his heart and dared not speak.

Jing Jiu did not speak either, as if he did not see it, and continued to go deep into the sword prison.

The corpse dog slowly opened his eyes and looked at the little figure covered in quilt, his deep eyes showed strong vigilance.

Xueji turned her head slowly, wanting to see what this man thought was closer to his life.

Jing Jiu reached out with lightning, turned her head back across the quilt, and prevented this from happening.

If these two really meet each other, who knows what will happen.