The jungle is quiet as usual. Dragon Qingxie drags his weak body and looks at the five spirit beasts beside him. He takes down their elixir and disappears in the jungle.
Shangguan looked at the figure of dragon Qingxie, his eyes were cold.
Did he just give up? –
the night sky is as clear and bright as usual, but it is much colder than before.
"Are you really not going?" Shangguan glanced at longqingxie, his eyes were very cold.
Long Qingxie was sitting on the stone bench with a pot of wine in his hand. His eyes were very calm, and the calm was unpredictable.
Hearing Shangguan's words, he suddenly drank a mouthful of wine, which was strong enough to enter the lung. It was a little hot, but it was far less than the heart beating hot for Yunwu.
But now it has stopped cold.
He suddenly got up and shook his head for a long time. As soon as the white confused phantom appeared, he swept away into the night.
"Damn it."
With a roar of anger, Shangguan went to the jungle again, and the night became calm again.
Long Qingxie looks at the figure of Shangguan leaving. His golden eyes are dark and his lips are tight.
Small things, what you want to do, even if you are heartbroken, I will help you finish it for my husband!
The next day.
At the beginning of the morning, the gate fell into a repressive atmosphere.
"Did you find anyone?"
"Not yet."
"Waste! No matter dead or alive, find her for me Liao Zongtian's roar is terrifying, scaring away a large group of birds coming out to look for food.
"Master, she fell into the crack in the ground. She should have melted into water." The cold voice of thirteen Wei slightly leaned over.
"Then dig three feet of ground and turn it into water and bring it back to me!"
Thirteen Wei look cold, silent for a moment: "yes."
"In addition, put up a gold list and summon the warriors. Ten days later, there will be a strength selection at the peihongmen. The winner can get a spirit beast elixir."
Shisan Wei was stunned for a moment. After he left the gate, shisan Wei looked back at the gate and pondered.
Why do good people want to hold what strength trials? It's not only the golden list of the thundergate, but also a magic pill for the winner. What a temptation!
It's a good game.
After all, he saw with his own eyes that the woman was cut into the crack of the ground by thunder. He wanted to come up, but fell in instead. Before the ground was sewn up, he was sure that she didn't come up.
Even if it doesn't turn into water, it shouldn't be human, right?
If I had pulled her at that time, I would not have dug three feet to find her body now. Shisan Wei laughed sarcastically and plundered towards the jungle.
Taking back his angry eyes, Liao Zongtian sighed and turned to leave. With a clang sound, a sharp dagger pierced into the land in front of him.
Liao Zongtian steps brush of a meal, sharp eyes a moment startled, turned to look behind.
"Who?"
"Don't mind. It's just a slip."
On the roof, an extremely dazzling figure appeared. The white robe was bloodstained. In the misty morning, it was full of bloodthirsty scarlet light, and the thin lips outlined a smile of evil spirit.
Liao Zongtian looked at the dragon, and a trace of surprise flashed through his eyes, "what can I do for you, my lord
At the moment, the dragon's evil has changed. Liao Zongtian doesn't recognize the dragon's evil.
"Didn't you say it? It's just passing by. Aren't you going to leave? Please Dragon Qing evil golden eyes a drop, make a please gesture.
Liao Zongtian's face darkens. It's fair to pass by the gate of the thundergate. He's inside the gate now!
Do you really think of him as ignorant?
In a moment, Liao Zongtian didn't say anything. He just coagulated the dragon and left again.
"Shua…" Qingmang's dagger comes out again, and it happens to pierce Liao Zongtian's trouser legs.
Liao Zongtian suddenly stopped, and the chill around him broke out.
"Do you mean that you can't get along with the thundergate on purpose?"
Looking at the leisurely dragon, Liao Zongtian plays a drum in his heart.
This person doesn't know how long he has been there. If he can easily sneak into the thundergate, he and the thirteen guards can't find out. His strength must be unfathomable.
Such people should try not to be enemies.
"Master Liao misunderstood me. If you leave, just ignore me." Long Qingxie plays with the last dagger in his hand, and his tone is plain.
Ignore him?
He can ignore him, but he can't ignore the bright dagger in his hand.
Liao Zongtian has sharp eyes and looks at the last dagger in his hand. His face is cold and angry, but he doesn't dare to move forward any more.
"Let you go, if you don't go, just follow your wish and stay here forever…"
"Ah…"
Liao Zongtian covered his bloody knees and half knelt on the ground in pain. His scream suddenly shocked the whole door.Knee cheekbone, inserted a bright sharp dagger, has been completely attacked by blood dyed bright red.
"What is the purpose of strength selection competition?"
"This is the gate of thunderbolt! You are so bold Ah… "
Before he had finished speaking, the scream broke out again. Liao Zongtian knelt down, his face was pale, and his cold sweat fell down.
"Why are you following her?"
"Give me Ah… " A more piercing roar and groan.
Liao Zongtian looks at the dagger on his arm, and his eyes full of blood look at the dragon. He is full of disbelief. His strong body is constantly shaking at the moment.
"Where do you think of the gate of thunderbolt?"
Liao Zongtian's only healthy hand, which belonged to the middle period of emperor Wuzong, rose like a flash of lightning and attacked the dragon in an instant.
Long Qingxie's lips are slightly Yang. Looking at the fierce attack, he doesn't dodge at all. He raises his hand slightly and shakes out the black haze, which is similar to a black blade. It has a dense impact on the power of the middle period of Wuzong.
Two powerful forces collided, and the aftereffects were in a mess.
Liao Zongtian, kneeling on the ground, was hit by the aftershocks because of his slow escape. With a bang, the black figure broke through the wall and finally stopped.
"Wow." The sound of broken bricks and tiles fell.
Liao Zongtian tried his best to lean out of the chaos. His face was twisted and hideous, and it was terrible.
In the face of the aftershocks, the dragon has not dodged and defended at all. On the white robe, there are many fresh bloodstains.
A bloodstain everywhere, like blooming in the winter of blood plum blossom, cold and obstinate arrogant.
Just like cloud dance.
He looked down at the bloodstain on his body, with a complicated look under his eyes and a full radian of evil in the corner of his mouth.
At this time, there was a rapid sound of footsteps behind the gate. It seemed that there should be more than ten people. Soon, more than ten people in black appeared in the sight of long Qingxie.
The leader is a strange man in black. The only eye-catching thing is the iron right hand. Under the baptism of the sun, it still shines with cold light.
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