Soul: "the strength of the other party is very strong. We have been chasing each other for so long, but we haven't caught up with each other."
Lin Yunxi curled his lips and smiled: "only with strength can I be my opponent."
She Lin Yunxi just likes to face the blade.
Soul: "sunset, as long as you are not afraid, I won't say much. Experience is very important to you."
Lin Yunxi stares at his eyes, which are stained with the pearly light of the open time, slightly gathers the curved eyebrows of the moon, the bright red lip petals cool and extend a wisp of beautiful products, and the shell teeth are faint.
The boundless night, the night breeze and dark clouds give people an unspeakable sense of depression!
In the Junan mountains.
In a valley, this is the new stronghold of Feiyun palace.
At this time, the fire is bright, the fighting is fierce, and the sight is terrible and shocking!
In the sky, the thunder and lightning were whistling, and the smell of blood red was scattered in the quiet and noisy valley.
The murderous sword shadow was whined and opened in the wind. The accumulated remains were ferocious and terrible, and the thick smell almost suffocated people.
At the moment, the people on both sides have fallen by half. After nearly an hour of fighting, everyone is tired and determined. This is the ultimate decisive battle with Feiyun palace. It has been a river of blood and disaster. The blood fog is flying all over the sky and wails are flowing everywhere.
Long yetian, He Lian, Shaoyun and Yuwen Qingyu take the lead.
Close to the main hall of Feiyun palace. There are tens of thousands of people in Feiyun palace. It seems that they have received the news and gather here tonight.
Helian Shaoyun looked at the people in black pouring out, and his eyebrows were tight: "it seems that the news has been leaked. Feiyun palace has been prepared in advance."
Long yetian looks sideways at Helian Shaoyun and says coldly, "didn't you suddenly attack at night? How could anyone know your action in advance?"
He Lian and Shaoyun were also puzzled. "They were afraid of extraneous branches, so they suddenly attacked at night. Unexpectedly, they found them."
Yuwen Qingyu's eyebrows exuded anger and said proudly: "we separate to find the whereabouts of the old demon woman. Ben Jun doesn't believe that we can't destroy the Feiyun palace tonight, kill the old woman, and never look back if we don't destroy the Feiyun palace tonight."
"OK!" long yetian nodded approvingly. His sharp eyes were dyed, as if shrouded in a veil, isolating all his insight and thoughts about the outside world.
The three acted separately, leaving dark Wei to lead the people to fight with the people of Feiyun palace.
There was a sudden heavy rain in the sky. There was a cool piano sound in the rain, quiet and gentle, beautiful and euphemistic.
Long Ye's heavenly eye light condenses in an instant and faints his sharp eyes. He blends the misty rain into the deep bottom of his eyes like a cold pool.
He remembered the sound of the piano.
The bottom of long yetian's heart aches instantly.
He raised his eyes and looked at the place where the sound of the piano came. The rain and cloud shadow were light together. In his deep gaze, the few color in his eyes was gradually light, and the halo was dyed cold, like fog, ethereal and unclear, like rain.
He quickly clenched his hands into fists and stood in place for a while before he flew to the direction of the sound of the piano.
In the heavy rain, his body looks like a sharp blade and his speed is very fast!
His white clothes, black and bright vertical hair, oblique flying Yingting sword eyebrows, slender and containing sharp black eyes, thin and light lips, angular outline, slender and majestic figure, like an eagle in the night, cold and lonely but full of vitality, he exudes the strength of being proud of the world alone.
He fell slowly into a hall.
In the center of the hall, a luxurious background of phoenix flying high is built. On the high platform, a beautiful woman in white dress sits.
She's the only one in the whole hall.
The woman's beautiful face with a soft smile, she slowly raised her eyes, with a sneer at the bottom of her eyes, dense with the misty cold like smoke, showing a deep hatred.
Seeing the familiar face in his memory, long yetian's heart was gripped by someone, and he couldn't breathe.
After twenty years, he finally saw her again.
In the past twenty years, even though she has been trampling on his life, he still wants to see her again.
Now I see him, but he has no expectation and joy.
All his hopes turned into deep hatred after he knew the truth of the matter.
Times have changed, things have changed, everything has changed. Although she looks much older, she is still very beautiful.
Suddenly, the beautiful sound of the piano stopped suddenly.
Mu xueru smiled coldly at long ye and said coldly, "God, we meet again. Your life is still very big. Mingsha can't torture you to death. I thought I would see your body. I didn't expect to see your true face. Didn't I let you live with a mask? I'll never forgive you if I take off the mask." Mu xueru's voice was full of irony and malice.
Long yetian's whole body shakes violently. There is a deep hatred in his cold eyes.
Long yetian quickly converged all his emotions, and his voice was as cold as the devil from Hell: "I don't need your forgiveness. I'm here to kill you today."
The dark and secretive bottom of the eyes is an undisguised strong killing intention.
For a moment, the hall was quiet.
I only heard the wind roaring outside the hall and the rain pouring down.
Mu xueru got up slowly, dressed in a white hollowed out chrysanthemum dress with white pleats, like a painted black hair combed into a reverse bun, with a newly picked white Hibiscus on her head, decorated with thin silver beads and tassels, and the red treasure earrings on her ears swayed and glowed, with an elegant and quiet demeanor.
She wantonly looked down at the amazing face in front of her.
Like him, especially the side face, I don't know when she has forgotten the face that makes her move.
No wonder it's been decades.
"God, I haven't seen you for 20 years. Now you are very happy. Your wife is very beautiful, beautiful and intelligent, and has two talented sons. I wonder, what qualifications do you have to be so happy?"
Mu xueru has all kinds of manners, smiles on her cheeks, but her tone is extremely vicious.
In the storm, long yetian still hears her words clearly.
"Ben Jun is not qualified. Are you a person who has lost human nature qualified?" long Ye roared angrily, and Junyan hated him openly.
Before meeting Xi'er, he hoped to see her again and get his mother's love.
But now, he just wanted to kill her. The pain he brought to himself over the years still haunted him.
It is said that there is one of the most beautiful voices in the world, that is, the call of his mother, but the mother in front of him is his nightmare.
Destroying him doesn't count. The ghost is inherited in his two sons.
Xi'er's appearance let him know that love is a spring water that breaks the ice gate, which shocked the stone heart.
"Ha ha..." Mu xueru suddenly laughed wildly.