Chapter 1387

The visitor's skin is white and beautiful, better than charming flowers. Although he wears simple clothes, he can't hide his natural beauty. He has ears and short hair. He looks very energetic. His voice is like a wind chime. He smiles and lowers his head. He walks outside the pavilion and comes to Yang Ping.

No matter how blind you are, you can see that this person is disguised as a man.

"What's the matter?" the other party didn't show the opportunity to kill. His eyes were ethereal and there was no malice. Yang Ping couldn't refuse. Moreover, the breath on the other party was relaxed and happy. When he reached his realm, it would also have an impact, indicating that the woman was not simple.

"Mengshan heavenly tomb is open. I want to see it, but it's better to walk together when I see my brother's dignified appearance and the dragon among people?" the visitor asked, showing his look of expectation, and his bright eyes were shining with inexplicable brilliance.

Yang Ping shook his head. He went to save people, not to enjoy the scenery or find secret scripts and elixirs. He refused.

The visitor sighed, "Mengshan is dangerous. If you have company, you will have more people and more strength."

"You know me," Yang Ping said with a smile.

Embarrassed, the visitor nodded and said, "yes, I know you naturally. Your name is Yang Ping. You have a great reputation in the Jianghu. There are pictures of you in many places. It's said that your woman is trapped in Tianmu. I'm just a scholar. I like to dance and play with ink. I want to find a theme with you. Don't you mind?"

"I really mind," Yang Ping said seriously.

The visitor looked disappointed and sighed, "what can I do? I know you alone. No one else is familiar with you. In fact, I'm here to find you. To tell you the truth, I'm a reporter."

Take out the press card, the person pleaded: "let me follow a section of the road, just a section of the road, how about it?"

Feeling the other party's urgent mood, Yang Ping didn't know what he was thinking. He smiled and said, "after going deep into the heavenly tomb, you still have to leave. After all, it's inconvenient for me to do things."

The visitor clapped and laughed and said, "make."

So Yang Ping climbed the mountain and had an extra companion. They strolled around the court, watching the wind, rain and scenery. They saw that Mengshan was full of branches and flowers, and the fields were scattered. A long channel was winding to the peak. Most people want to wait for the top of Mengshan mountain, they must climb it for three days and three nights. Yang Ping deliberately speeds up the speed, but fortunately the other party can keep up. It's funny. The strength of this person is that he has seen several people. He didn't expect to be so young. If she didn't exude an extremely strong breath of life and be close to nature, Yang Ping wouldn't accompany her up the mountain@^^$

People who love nature are certainly not bad people.

"What's your name?" Yang Ping asked.

"Meeting is fate. Don't ask the wanderer at the end of the world." the visitor showed a naughty smile, thought about it and said, "you can call me fate. You and I are fate, so we meet here."

Yang Ping tasted the words "predestined person", which seemed to contain great truth.

"Of course, you can call me Yuyan." the visitor saw through Yang Ping's mind and said helplessly, "you knew I was a man disguised as a woman."! $*!

Yang Ping smiled and said, "you look so beautiful. How can you not see it."

Yuyan sighed, "I've already changed my dress, but where did I get it from a peasant woman? Why can I see it?"

"I wanted to keep a low profile."

Rain and smoke whispered.

Yang Ping was speechless.

With regard to YuYan's appearance and temperament, how can he be low-key? A man will be attracted by him. Yuyan has a very charming smell. It seems to be a cosmic star, mysterious, but it also looks like a white cloud dog. More like her name, the misty rain on the river is hazy and unpredictable.

What a rain smoke.

Yang Ping had to praise that the girl named Yuyan was a girl full of strong charm. If he hadn't had someone in his heart, he might have been attracted by her. When other men saw it, they all felt ashamed.

There are few women in the whole world who can exude unique temperament in coarse linen clothes.

Yang Ping can't think of the origin of the other party, but he simply doesn't want to travel with Mengshan. It's a beautiful thing. In the upcoming war at Tianmu, it's a good thing to relax in advance.

"Don't you worry?" Yuyan looked at the top of the mountain and showed curiosity. "The heavenly tomb is about to open. Many people go in."

Yang Ping said faintly, "I'm different from them."

"What's the difference?" asked Yuyan.

Yang Ping said seriously, "I'm handsome."

Yuyan said with a laugh, "you'd better not be humorous. I don't think it's too funny."

Yang Ping was surprised and said, "in fact, I am a very serious person."

"I can't see."

"Then why did you enter the heavenly tomb?" Yang Ping asked with great interest.

Yuyan thought for a moment and said, "if I said that I came to Mengshan just to see you, do you believe it?"

Yang Ping was silent.

Yuyan said with a smile, "I lied to you. How could I come here specially for you? Mengshan is very dangerous." then he breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the palace in the sky. It seemed to be opening.

"You are very interesting." Yang Ping commented on Yuyan, "it's also very mysterious. I can't see through you."

With a flash of eyes, rain and smoke shrugged and said, "who can see through who. All things in heaven and earth have spirituality, and all things have souls. You and I are just a drop in the ocean, insight into everything, but inferior."

Yang Ping exclaimed, "that's reasonable."

On the hillside.

There was a dead body lying in peace.

He looked into the distance and wanted to say something, but there was a hole in the middle of his eyebrow. He was bleeding and died for some time. He was the capital disciple who had previously obtained a local peak ancient martial arts, but he died in Mengshan.

Yuyan saw the body and sighed: "the world has many desires, but he doesn't know that the greatest wealth of life is life."

Yang Ping nodded and said, "that's reasonable."

Yuyan turned and begged, "it's better to bury well. The body is exposed outside. It's not good if a beast takes it away."

Yang Ping didn't expect Yuyan to have compassion. She was more curious about her identity and buried the body together. Along the way, I met many bodies, no matter how they used to be, but when they died, they were just an empty shell. Life in the world, to the end, is not a loess.

It took a lot of time.

As they approached the top of the mountain, the tomb finally opened.

The palace in the sky released colorful light, which swept everyone in Mengshan, even the existence of the saint, was swept by the light, shocked, and seemed to be seen through by the heavenly tomb. Even if you are strong, it is still difficult to stop the peeping of the heavenly tomb.

This is the horror of the heavenly tomb.

However, some people can still avoid peeping. Yang Ping is one of them. The rivers in his body rush to intercept the peeping of the heavenly tomb, but it is shocking that the rain and smoke around him can also be intercepted.

Who the hell is she?

Boom!

The palace shook.

A gate opens.

The legendary heavenly tomb finally opened its entrance. Countless people swarmed in.

Some hidden old monsters could no longer help themselves, turned into a streamer and disappeared into the heavenly tomb.