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read2();　　The cold night hits people. Over Gwangju Metropolitan City, black clouds float, covering the radiant moon from time to time, and then in Metropolis, the huge Shenzhou A large shadow was left over the big city in the middle of the vast land.

　　 It is late at night, and most of the ordinary people who have fallen asleep can't sense the violent sword aura on the top of Wanjian Mountain, the biting killing intent, and the confrontation of electric light and flint, but tonight for the wide area city, it is destined not to be peaceful.

On the top of Wanjian Mountain, the sound of swords in the Sword Burying Lake gradually weakened, and the cyan sword aura on the entire lake surface also dissipated, and then fell into a weird calm. A pair of eyes were watching the person in the center of the lake who was still sitting crosswise, Expressionless middle-aged man.

　　 Jiansheng shed tears, propped himself up from the lake, then climbed to Muronghe step by step, knelt down and whimpered, his forehead was close to the back of his hand, and he didn't want to raise his head.

　　 "Shenger, this is the first time I saw you cry for the teacher, now I think you are a little girly."

Murong and Murong looked down at the crying girl with rain in the pear blossoms in front of him, smiled lightly, and there was a little joking in the voice that came out, and then he looked around for a week, then spoke again, reducing all the sharp edges, and the gentle voice continued. :

"The coming person is one of the strongest opponents that the teacher has encountered. This person has just displayed ninety-nine defensive powers in front of him in an instant, and even has the Vajra Fearless Seal belonging to the Ximan King Li family. If not I released the entire Qinglian sword aura. It is no easy task to kill him, so this sword is worth it, you don't have to regret it."

　　 Muronghe's voice fell, Jiansheng looked up, choked up and responded:

　　 "But master, Qinglian is gone, what should you do if you become a holy?"

"Birth, sanctification is a fight for life, no matter what the background, no one dares to say that it can be done, it is like climbing an infinitely high mountain, you go up from the foot of the mountain, or rely on On the previous point, going up from the mountainside is actually not critical."

　　 Murong He stretched out his cocooned right hand and gently touched the girl’s head, and then the voice resounded across the sword buried lake again:

"The most important thing is that you have to see the peak. Only when you see the top of the mountain covered by clouds can you know which way you are going and how far you are, but that peak is out of reach for countless people. Existence, perhaps for the master, losing Qinglian is a good thing, because being a teacher is Murong He."

　　 Murong and the three characters, revealing a strong and incomparable self-confidence, and then after the completion of the words, Jiansheng knocked his head three times, and then Murong and sighed slightly, the voice continued to ring in the girl's ears:

　　 "To give birth, take the disciples back to the sword pavilion for healing, no need to come again, as a teacher, I will be here to see the top of that mountain!"

　　 "Yes, Master!"

After 　　 Jiansheng saluted again, he turned around and walked out of the lake. Then Muronghe closed his eyes, raised his hands up, countless swords, slowly rising from the lake, and the Burial Sword Lake was changing again.

　　 Tsing Yi Lane, Metropolitan City, old house.

The colder and harsher wind at night blew over You Ruier's face, who was sleeping on Sima Annan's shoulders, causing the latter to shudder. Then she shrank and shivered, rubbing her eyes and gently. There was a moan.

In the small courtyard, the two white candles that had just been lit still emit a faint light, and only half of the candles are burned, indicating that it will not take long for You Ruier to fall asleep, and because of the excessive consumption of spirits, You Ruier's headache Cracked, he said in a daze:

　　 "A liar, my head hurts."

　　 "You have consumed too much spirit, now you can drink a little purification potion, it will be slightly better."

　　 Sima Annan’s voice was more calm than usual, and then You Ruier's eyes were still slightly closed, and she stretched out her right hand, took the small porcelain bottle of purification potion handed over by the former, and continued with a weak voice:

　　 "How long have I slept, is it dawn?"

　　 His voice fell, and Sima Annan continued with a playful voice:

　　 "That's not true, because tonight is destined to be extra long!"

　　 "Long?"

　　 After taking the purification potion, You Rui'er who recovered some clarity and opened her mouth in a daze. Then she gradually opened her eyes, and suddenly her red lips opened, and she couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

"what!"

Under the dim night, in the courtyard of the old house, a sergeant in purple armor stood silently, especially the terrifying beast head above the purple armor, under the dim candlelight. , Exuding a faint light, just like a ghost walking at night, the fury beast army's explosive aura like an abyss, under its own control, although not sweeping outwards, it is condensed in the small courtyard, just like the essence .

　　Ms. Yu Ruier doesn't like red makeup and Wuzhuang on weekdays, but she has never seen such a vast aura, so in shock, she directly grasped Sima Annan's arm next to her and pinched it inward.

　　 Sima Annan stabbed in pain, grinned, and said angrily:

　　 "You Ruier, do you want to unscrew this son's entire arm?"

　　 "He, who are they?"

While holding up a finger at the sculptural angry beast army in the small courtyard, You Ruier stammered, but his voice had not yet fallen. Among the black dragon guards of the angry beast army, Shunzi from the deserted city of southwest town, took off his head. The dragon's head visor on the top showed a warm smile that belongs to the southwestern guy.

But as everyone knows, his appearance with big white teeth, coupled with his already dark skin, is like in the dark night, the goddess of the city scared the little Yasha in the mouths of the little children, so Shunzi just wanted to speak, so she just listened to you Rui Er let out a more scream again.

　　The cry of the girl was about to pierce the eardrum, Sima Annan hurriedly stretched out his hand and directly covered You Rui'er's mouth, and said quickly:

　　 "Don't be afraid, yourself."

　　 In the voice of the teenager, there was a calming aura, and then You Ruier nodded, indicating that she had known it, and then the voice belonging to Sima Annan sounded again:

　　 "Fortunately, there is an enchantment in this old house, otherwise your voice will wake up the entire Qingyi Alley."

　　 "They are too scary."

After Sima Annan released his hand, You Ruier stuck out his tongue, and then watched Shunzi approaching with a tall stature. Behind him was a young jailer from Sima Annan, facing Sima Annan who was sitting on the floor. After a ceremony, he said:

　　 "Young Master Sima, there is news from Sitian Tower that the momentum on the top of Wanjian Mountain has subsided, as if all the dust has settled, what should I do next?"

　　 As soon as he said this, Sima Annan showed a little surprise on his face and responded:

　　 "So fast? That great national teacher is a semi-sage and three-fold, it seems that Murong He is tough, beyond my imagination."

After he finished speaking, Sima Annan gently stood up from the ground, raised his hand and waved gently. In the next moment, all the angry beast army stood up straight for an instant, and then the young man walked out the door first, with a slightly iron-blooded voice. The courtyard continues to surround:

　　 "In this case, let's set off first, and tell the Tianjian of the Wide Area City and the Ben Lei Army on the outskirts of the city to surround Wanjian Mountain and don't let a fly out."

　　 Then Shunzi raised his right hand, raised it in mid-air, and let out a roar in the sky:

　　 "The Great Summer Fury Beast Army, target Wanjianshan Jiange, the whole army will attack!"