I can survive when the system hangs up, but my ancestors counterattack by charging randomly

Late at night, Evergreen Peak.

The bright moon hangs high and the green trees tower into the sky.

The wind blew through Yunhuai's hair and robe, leaving a strong chill. The wind at the top of Evergreen Peak was not as cold as at Shenxue Peak, but it still made people feel chilly all over.

"Yun Huai, you are here!"

As soon as Elder Shi left, Qin Yan was forced to shut up and think about his mistakes, and Yun Huai disappeared immediately. Huang Xin'er and Kong Junming searched over and over again, and finally found Yun Huai's figure on the top of Evergreen Peak, and hurriedly ran and jumped to his side.

Yun Huai sat on the ground leaning against a big tree, the moonlight shining on his clear profile. He didn't look back, he just asked, "What's the matter?"

Kong Junming happily sat down next to Yun Huai and said quickly: "Yun Huai, you are really amazing! Before the game started, I bet on Qin Yan to win. Although the process was full of twists and turns, fortunately, there was no danger, and Qin Yan really Winning! We still doubled our winnings at the gambling table! We made a lot of money!"

Before the game started, Yun Huai and Kong Junming just arrived and found that Liang Jiale had set up a gambling game in Wangyue Tower where they were watching the game. Knowing that Kong Junming was not interested in escape, Yun Huai asked him to place bets at the gambling table. The two of them each bet one hundred high-grade spiritual stones, Qin Yanying.

General Kong Junming took out all the spiritual stones he won from the Wangyuelou gambling table, a total of 20,000 high-grade spiritual stones! He has never seen so many spiritual stones, and they are still top-grade spiritual stones!

"You divide one share first, and then give it to the rest of the inner sect." Yun Huai took away half of the spiritual stones, and gave the remaining 10,000 to Kong Junming and Huang Xin'er. Liang Jiale's attitude of buying and selling by force made the newcomers unhappy. He took half of it for emergencies and used the other half as a favor.

"Really?" Kong Junming and Huang Xin'er exclaimed together. You must know that the spiritual stones on the gambling table were all produced by Yunhuai. Now they are getting it for nothing!

"Yunhuai, here! I brought you a pot of Wangyuelou's spiritual wine. You can drink it for free! Drink more!"

Kong Junming drank several bottles before he came. Anyway, he didn't pay attention to how much he drank. When he heard that another spirit stone was given to him for free, he felt a little better. If Huang Xin'er hadn't been there, he wouldn't have given it to Yun. Huai knocks one.

Yun Huai took the bottle of wine handed over by Kong Junming and placed it beside him.

Huang Xin'er was a girl after all. She didn't sit on the floor like them. She knelt down next to them and said, "Yunhuai, you and Qin Yan have a good relationship, right? There is really a tacit understanding for this operation."

Is the relationship good? Just now he was about to fight and kill.

Yun Huai was silent for a while and did not answer Huang Xin'er's words: "I want to stay here alone for a while."

"Okay, okay, let's go first." Huang Xin'er was keenly aware that something was wrong in the atmosphere. Could it be that the two of them were quarreling? She quickly pulled Kong Junming back.

Kong Junming, who was pulled up, struggled to wave to Yun Huai and said quickly: "Then... Yun Huai, let's drink together next time! Next time for sure!"

After the two left, Chang Qingfeng became completely quiet. Yun Huai looked at the pot of wine and sighed, and after some hesitation, he picked up the pot.

Opening the lid, the smell of spirit wine wafted out, which was not very pleasant. He frowned slightly, still hesitating whether to take a sip.

Except for some grand celebrations, Yunhuai does not drink alcohol. Although it is difficult for a cultivator to get drunk, in his eyes, alcohol is still used to numb the pain or fatigue in people's hearts. This is a sign of weakness.

After a long time, the wine bottle in his hand was a little deformed by his pinching. He sighed deeply, put the wine bottle to his lips, closed his eyes and took a sip.

Wine is bitter, tastes bad, and has thin spiritual energy, so it is better not to drink it.

He didn't know if it was because the bitter taste of the wine made the bitterness in his heart lessened a lot. He raised his head and drank all the wine in the flask. The bitter taste filled his taste buds, as if this was the only way to get rid of the pain in his heart. All the pain of release is vented.

"It tastes bad."

He threw the empty wine bottle aside, lying down under the tree and looking into the sky. The silver light cast by the moonlight shrouded him, alone, adding a little more loneliness. After a while, he covered it with the back of his hand. My eyes no longer look at the bright moon.

After the reversal of time and space, everything he had experienced before seemed to have become his own imagination. This made his infinitely nostalgic memories turn into sharp blades inserted into his chest. The feelings he wanted to express in his mouth could only be expressed once. Depressed in my heart.

The memories gradually pulled away, and he once again thought of the coldness in the Wuwu Sea. The water of Wuwu Sea is crimson, and there is deathly silence inside. The legendary Burning Heaven Suppressing World Plate is hidden on the bottom of the sea. As the legend says, it can kill immortals and demons, and can also destroy the heaven and the earth. It is the last thing to be opened easily. It is an artifact, so it has been immersed at the bottom of the Wuwu Sea for thousands of years. There are many restrictions and seals, and it can't be moved by just one person.

The Demon Lord has carefully planned the disaster for hundreds of years. He tried to be the master of this human world for once, and he tried his best to dominate everything that destroyed the world. He spares no effort to make plans everywhere, even if he destroys himself, he still wants to open the seal of Fentian Suppressing World Pan.

Half of it burns the sky, and half of it suppresses the world. Whether it is destroying or protecting is just a matter of a thought.

The general is angry and denounces the injustice of heaven, so why should he destroy his spiritual roots and overthrow his dynasty? He did not want to be the son of the chessboard, and he vowed to destroy the chess game in the world since he could not be the chess player. Finally, he found the key to Fentian Zhenshipan and unlocked the long-standing seal.

The power of Burning Sky was far greater than they imagined. The flames of Burning Sky swept through everything, and the demon clan of Jiang disaster bore the brunt. Then the cultivators, and then the mortals, everything went as Jiang disaster wished, and the power to destroy the world did not stop.

Jiulong Xiantai is the only pure land left in the world of immortality that has not been destroyed. The way to solve Fentian's problem is to have a monk who can break through the gap speed of Fentian's fluctuations and bring the Longxin from Jiulong Xiantian into the other half of Fentian's town. In this world, disasters can be resolved. The price is that Jiulong Immortal Platform will fall from the Immortal Trail, and one person must die.

It seemed that only he and Ah Qing could achieve that speed. Faced with everyone's expectations, there was no room for hesitation on his part.

Just when he was about to take the first step, Ah Qing unexpectedly pierced his chest with the Qingling Sword. The strong wind pushed him away and nailed him to the sacred tree of Jiulong Immortal Platform, a ten thousand feet high wind wall. Standing upright, she jumped down from Sendai.

"Ah Qing! Ah Qing!" He called her name countless times, but she never looked back.

He couldn't imagine how embarrassed he was. He pulled out the Qingling Sword from his chest and crossed the wind wall that blocked him, but he still couldn't catch up with her. He was following her steps from beginning to end, and it was clear that his tentacles It was possible but missed at the last step.

The Zhenshi has begun, Burning Sky has dissipated, Wuwuhai has returned to peace, Jiulong Immortal Platform has fallen from the immortal ruins, and there is still hope for survival in the mortal world.

He has been wandering in the world for hundreds of years, but he still can't find a trace of her soul. He has not ascended to the immortal world, but only wants to sleep with her in the Wuwu Sea.

Finally, he found a way to inquire about the way of heaven in the ruins of Jiulong Immortal Platform. He took out the essence of his body and exchanged it for a chance to reverse.

The wind in Evergreen Peak was still blowing, and he couldn't feel any chill. The bright and warm tears rolled down from his lower eyelashes and fell lightly into his palm, without any weight.