Like meteors and meteorites that cut through the night sky, they not only illuminate the darkness of the night, but also destroy the silence as quiet as water. Master Qingxu¡¯s face was ugly, but more of a look of desolation. This was not only reflected in his eyes as cold as the cold wind, but more specifically in the long sword in his hand. Xu Lin did not look at the master's sword, but gave another salute: "Master, you are well." It seems that nothing is more jarring than this. When Xu Lin killed dragons and snakes on the Kunlun Mountains and betrayed the sect, he, Qingxu Zhenren, seemed to have become a joke in the Kunlun sect. However, he did not want to think about it like this, and he did not think about it like this, because He felt that he, the Qingxu Master, had a clear conscience. What I feel guilty about is Lao Shisan and the boss Mingyuan! Why didn¡¯t you kill him with one sword? "At the foot of Kunlun Mountain, just after he was seriously injured, as a master, why didn't he try his best to kill this evil beast, so that Mingyuan and Wang Dazhu died at the hands of this son? The completely different thing is that Xu Lin is standing opposite. At this moment, his former master is no longer in his eyes, but in the distance, hidden under a heavy mist, in a landscape like a landscape painting, there seems to be There is a place he wants to go. Lu Jiaorong rose into the air slowly and unhurriedly, her eyes filled with autumn water. A bright red color appeared on her slightly pale face, and as the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, she murmured: "Very interesting?" She was watching her man turn his back to his master, until she saw that When the man raised his sword and stabbed smoothly, Lu Jiaorong didn't say a word from the beginning to the end. "It smells like flowers!" Xu Lin smiled like a flower. "We have guests!" The Demon Lord stood up. "Is there an evil guest bullying the door?" The Demon Lord looked disdainful! Looking at the fog in mid-air dissipated, looking at the clouds of rays of light that broke through the fog, the Demon Lord couldn't help but sneer and said: "It's true that there are talents from generation to generation, and a new generation replaces the old ones!" , Demon Lord, have you ever seen something that is eternal?¡± As he finished speaking, he saw the glow overflowing like water, and it looked like a lotus blooming. One of them was isolated in it. Who was it if it wasn¡¯t Master Qinghong? The Demon Lord looked up, as if looking at Master Qinghong, but it didn't seem to be looking at him, but behind him. Master Qinghong couldn't help but feel angry in his heart, but he said with a faint smile: "Seeing things and thinking about people is not the use here!" This nonsense seems to be paradoxical, and only the two people in this world know it best. Lu Zhennan, who was standing in front of Master Qinghong, had already frowned and wanted to speak out, but facing the world's number one demon cultivator, even he, who was known as the number one swordsman among the cultivators, did not dare to speak rudely easily. "Ancestor Xuande is dead, and the Ghost Emperor cannot even become a ghost. In this world, there is only the Demon Lord's Sky-Breaking Sword, which may become a good story in future generations. But I, hey, sneered, the Demon Lord's This time, his eyes finally fell on the face of Master Qinghong. " Master Qinghong arrived and did not answer the question. Instead, he waved his hand. The several sect masters behind him stood in a seven-star position, with all kinds of magic weapons in their hands. The steaming rays of light of various colors immediately illuminated the main hall. The Demon Lord was majestic and unafraid, he stood up and stepped forward as if he were ascending to the sky, as if he were the king of the world. Swords are everywhere in the valley, and the two races of humans and monsters fighting nearby dare not get close to this place. A white shadow is as graceful as a fairy flying into the sky. The ice-colored lotus blossoms bloom next to it. Repeatedly, light smoke curls up above the lotus, criss-crossing it. Hundreds of parts are entangled like threads, wrapping a rainbow shadow in it, unable to come out. Xu Lin looked at the familiar face, and then at her fair face. Every gesture seemed to be able to evoke his long-lost memories. Although he looked embarrassed, he could barely escape the light smoke every time. , but Xu Lin always had a smile on his face. "Senior sister's sword, is it like this?" Once again dodging the light smoke sword intent like a dense net, Xu Lin said with a loud smile. Ming Ru didn't say anything and wasn't annoyed. His face remained as calm as before. The Ice Lotus Sword Intention in his hand was waving like rain again, as if it was drizzle, like mist, and falling gently like a painting, while the four flowers guarding him were falling down. The ice lotus suddenly spun and flew, causing a buzzing sound in the air. Before Xu Lin could put away the smile on his face, a crashing sound was like the sound of thunder clouds exploding, and Xu Lin's figure trembled for a while, and even his figure stopped moving forward. , and the light smoke, which was as dense as a network cable, suddenly arrived at this moment, and just when it was about to fall on Xu Lin, he heard a soft sigh: "Junior brother, senior sister has been thinking of you!" Four consecutive words The sound was like a thunderous explosion, as if it was about to explode.Amidst the sound of the entire valley exploding, a dense network of light smoke enveloped Xu Lin, who was unable to move, and then streaked across Xu Lin's body like fine threads. Xu Lin's face was stunned. Before he could stop his smile, a drop of blood fell from his pale forehead, but so slowly. Mingru¡¯s sword never stopped. Even though Xu Lin¡¯s body had been cut into pieces, she knew that her sword could not stop and she did not dare to stop. So the four lotuses spun like flying, as if they were spinning faster than before. The original appearance of the lotus could hardly be seen. Only four silver light strips were around Xu Lin's body, stirring and entangled until When the drop of blood that was about to fall froze on Xu Lin's face, Ming Rucai said again: "I'll take you home!" At this moment, the valley seemed to become quiet. When he came down, even though the four ice lotuses were still spinning like flying, connecting all the fine threads around him, Xu Lin's body stood frozen in the air, with thousands of vague wounds intertwined densely on his face, and Xu Lin himself was more like a pieced-together humanoid puppet, standing motionless in mid-air. Mingru didn't get close to Xu Lin, but just watched from a distance. The junior brother below him looked at his familiar face, his familiar mischievous smile, and everything about him. Although he was close at hand, he still couldn't It¡¯s like an unreal feeling of being far away. Because of this irrelevant feeling, Mingru frowned for the first time. She looked at him intently. Was it "affectionate"? Also in the valley, although Master Qingxu's face was calm, as his eyes moved, there was a hint of deep alertness, because he saw that she was smiling, not that one. She, but the one in front of her, the one who could betray the entire sect because of him, Lu Jiaorong. It didn't take long, just a breath and a breath, when the body of the already frozen person in mid-air suddenly made a clear cracking sound, like the sound of shattering porcelain, or the light sound of cracking crystal. , that is, such a simple and inaudible sound, but it shocked the two people present. Even though their expressions remained the same, their hearts were as turbulent as the waves. But she was the only one who was smiling. She looked at him, her eyes always She has never left, because there is always a question in her heart. If at this moment, he really breaks into pieces and returns to the ground, what will her state of mind be like? There is some expectation, some fear, and It is this kind of unknown that makes Lu Jiaorong look forward to what will happen next. Until that soft sigh, followed by a hey sneer, when these two sounds came into her ears, Lu Jiaorong seemed a little sad in her heart, but also a little inexplicably excited. "I'm sad that he's not dead yet, but I'm excited that he's still alive." The bright red color like a flame and the fiery temperature like hot magma spread out in mid-air at the same time. Xu Lin's figure was no longer seen, but a strong wind blew up and swept Mingru away. The four lotus flowers that were still spinning like flying blew away the dense sword smoke in the valley. Only the person in the distance was still floating like a fairy, but her face was as cold as ice, but she heard a voice: "Senior sister, how are you?"