The last orange was eaten happily.

Chu Zhou hung his eyes and wiped his hands carefully. His white fingertips were filled with shallow oranges. He stared and thought for two seconds, suddenly turned his face to dye white, and then stretched out his hand to press the girl's eyebrows without warning, smiled and fooled: "another day, I'll learn how to draw mother of Pearl for you."

The girl's eyebrows and eyes were clear. At the moment, she left a faint seal. There was a little more fresh outside. She frowned, but she raised her hand and wiped it off without expression. She said with a cold face: "no need."

The road to Xijiang was calm without any waves. Nothing happened on the road, just a few more small tails.

Chu Zhouzhi was going to drive people, but he was stopped by ranbai. It doesn't matter.

The journey went from prosperity to desolation. A few days later, when it was approaching Xijiang, Chu Zhouzhi asked Yunxi to stop the carriage on the mountain, then got off the carriage and took ranbai to the mountain.

The mountain road is deserted and overgrown with weeds. From a distance, the thin fog is shrouded in the mountains and forests, making the line of sight a little blurred.

The mountain was quiet without any sound, and there was no sound of any birds and birds. It was quiet to strange.

"The old man loves to make these gadgets." Chu Zhou said with a disgusting tone. He was wearing an ice blue long shirt, which was cold and transparent, and lined with white skin. His long hair was tied with silver silk thread, which was clean and dusty. His voice was clear and lazy: "follow me, don't lose it."

Ran Bai glanced at the person who was leading the way in front. The ice silk blue was dazzling in the mountains, like a mountain stream and clear spring. Her back was also lonely and high. Only her tone was slightly scattered. She looked around her eyes, thought deeply and didn't speak.

The carriage was abandoned at the foot of the mountain. Soon, three people came in a hurry.

Feng youyou looked at the figure gradually disappearing in the field of vision and said, "this is the border of western Xinjiang. They should be looking for Heisha."

With that, Feng youyou sneered: "I'm afraid he came to cure his voice. I'm afraid he'll disappoint Yanbai. Heisha has never saved anyone in his life. How can he make an exception? Yanbai's voice is not good without the miracle doctor valley."

Liang JunShang frowned when he heard the speech.

He had abandoned Yanbai's voice because he was afraid that Yanbai would kill innocent people with his voice. He didn't want to turn her into a useless person.

If her voice can be good

Liang JunShang was silent for a moment,

Will you not blame her so much.

But Jueyin Pavilion killed his parents. Yanbai has no right to blame him.

Why on earth should he show mercy to Yanbai.

Liang JunShang took a deep breath, clenched his fist and caught up with Feng youyou. Fifteen was silent, like a shadow next to Feng youyou. The red rope between his wrists was lined with a white complexion.

Into the deep forest, fog everywhere.

This is actually composed of the nine palaces and eight trigrams array. The art of hiding armor is the most mysterious. Those who do not know this way enter the array by mistake and are easy to be trapped in it.

"Fifteen!"

"Brother JunShang!"

Feng youyou's pupils are tight and she looks a little frightened. Unexpectedly, as soon as she looks back, she can't see two people. It seems that she is the only one left on such an open mountain. There is an echo from the horizon.

"Xiao Jiu." Chu Zhouzhi shouted, but he didn't get a response. His eyes were slightly cold. When he turned around, he only saw Yunxi, not dyed white.

Yun Xi's face was strange. "In the blink of an eye, the ninth day of the ninth day disappeared."

Chu Zhouzhi smiled completely, his eyes were cold and dark, and looked straight into the distance.

this moment,

Ranbai appeared on the other side of the mountain forest, surrounded by tall trees, lush and luxuriant, wrapped in the white fog. He could only clearly see the scene a few feet in front of him, and then faintly disappeared in the fog.

She threw an ordinary stone with her fingers and stood in place for a few seconds. Suddenly, she threw the stone gently to a certain place. It looked like an understatement, and the scene changed again.

This strange dunjia is really interesting.

When the wind came, a figure in black suddenly appeared in front of ranbai!

When the boy appeared here, he was slightly stunned for a moment and quickly remained vigilant. At the same time, he saw the white figure leaning against the tree, cold as snow, deep eyes and unable to see his face clearly with a mask.

Dyed white, evokes the corners of the lips, with a faint smile, not reaching the fundus of the eyes.

The atmosphere was deadlocked for two seconds. Fifteen stared at her coldly. Suddenly, there was an action. The sword in his hand came out of the scabbard and stabbed at ran Bai without hesitation! This sword doesn't have much killing intention. It just wants to remove the mask dyed white.

When the long sword came, the silver light hit the bottom of my eyes. When the fallen leaves fell, I was silent. My fingers clamped the blade. My strength was neither light nor heavy.

Fifteen sword awns turned over and quickly fought with dyed white.

Ran Bai doesn't shy away from anything. She takes out the soul chasing Xiao with one hand. It is green and Yingying. She dodges the sword blade that comes to her face countless times. The sound of the Xiao is as low as rain and reverberates in the mountains and forests. It comes out of the dust in white. It's different from ordinary people.

The young man was dressed in black. At the moment he saw the soul chasing flute in ran Bai's hand, his eyes were almost frozen, and his sword Qi was heavier.

It's a pity that they didn't play anything, but first attracted the poison dormant in the dark!

Looking at them, it was a dense black spider crawling towards them!

The rustling sound from climbing in all directions makes people's scalp numb.

"What did you do?" fifteen clenched his teeth and had to give up the idea of opening the mask and change hands to deal with the poison.

First he appeared here for some reason, and then he met such disgusting things. The young man was angry and worried about whether Feng youyou would be in danger alone.

Ranbai didn't answer the boy's question at all. Her eyes were frosty and cold. She stepped back while playing the flute. Step by step, she found that there were no poisons near ranbai. All the spiders were attacking him, gripping their teeth and jumping in the direction of ranbai.

"Did you bring it?" he asked in a deep voice.

Ran Bai glanced at him, his eyes faintly mocked, but the deep pool was cold and silent.

If you go back again, you can't go back. If you take a few more steps, you'll be at the edge of the cliff, covered with gravel. Looking down, it's all shrouded in white fog, and you can't see the depth, which makes people dizzy.

The boy and ranbai retreated to the edge of the cliff together.

Those poisons were obviously afraid of the white flute sound and did not dare to approach easily, but they were not completely afraid. With no retreat, the poisons seemed to approach quickly as if they were conscious!

The boy took a deep breath, clenched the sword in his hand, his slender fingers and green tendons burst up, his dark eyes were cold and firm, and he was ready to start, but suddenly heard a very light and dumb laughter, which seemed like his illusion.

"... ha."

Oh, there was no trace of laughter, and the Qi sound was very weak.

The young man's eyes reflected the figure in white as snow. Holding the soul chasing flute, he jumped down the cliff without hesitation! When he fell on his back, he opened his arms as if to welcome the sacred and unknown ceremony. The wind messed up his hair. His white clothes were like falling butterflies, his eyes were dark and cold as ghost Valley!