Zhao Ⅰ·Bu Weiyue

Wang Qingming supported Lie Yuhe to sit cross-legged on one side of the soft couch, almost felt as if he was holding on to a piece of iron, it was hard and cold.With a flick of Yuebai's robe, Yue Yingque was resting on his lap, and the sound of the piano reappeared, resounding in the sky.Compared with the two songs "Soothing" and "Soul Soul", the "Tongsheng" that is currently flowing at Wang Qingming's fingertips is less comforting, and it is a bit more arrogant and evil.Wang Qingming closes his eyes, a light blue qi rises up, enveloping the two of them, they stay together for a long time.When the last piano sound was pressed, he opened his eyes again, and his mind had already entered the thoughts of the wild prince.

The sky and the earth are the same color, and the chaos has not yet opened.In front of my eyes is the boundless sticky darkness, no sky, rivers and stars, no sun and moon.Wang Qingming's face is not good-looking, he is afraid of the dark, very afraid.The left hand embraces the full moon, and with a movement of the right hand, a small lamp is formed.The faint orange disperses the darkness, and Wang Qingming can't help feeling grateful for his perfect preparation.Recalling that when he was still in Tongxuan, his fellow apprentice watched him stupidly storing small lamps and candles into the space in his hand. "Senior brother, how afraid of the dark are you?" "Hey~ Gold has no color, and white jade has slight flaws." He finished stocking up and smiled at his junior.

"Well, there is a wind from the south." Wang Qingming felt the candlelight beating, the coolness on his face, and walked south.For about a quarter of an hour, the wind has gradually become sharp.

Wang Qingming flung out the qin blade to resist, while walking to the depths.During this period, the roar of the demon gradually became clearer.In the second stage of Duopojiao, the wounded are trapped in the inner demon, killing endlessly until they lose their minds and go berserk and die from exhaustion.The destruction from the inside out is indeed a bit scary.

I don't know, what is the inner demon that Goshawk is stronger than Yu.Looking at this chaos, isn't it also afraid of the dark?

At this moment, a ghost face struck, baring its teeth and spitting out aqua regia.Wang Qingming walked lightly, retreated from the shadow, held the lamp in his mouth, tightly hooked a string with his index finger, suddenly concentrated his breath, and drew an indigo blade with a clang.The ghost had a ignorant face and could dodge instinctively, but he was defeated by the sudden attack of the person in front of him, and was instantly wiped out.It is expected that the soul of Lie Yuhe's deity is not far away.

Going further in, Wang Qingming's piano blade became more frequent, and the sound of weapons smashing through the air became clearer.There were more ghost faces coming, Wang Qingming moved faster and made more fierce moves, and moved forward unimpeded.Finally, he saw two golden sword lights and a fighting figure - Lie Yuhe.

Wang Qingming also noticed that the violent wind that tore through his clothes was transformed by the energy of the saber.With such an aura, this person himself is unfathomable.Who is it that a person with such a unique skill has won?Suspicion in his heart, Wang Qingming walked into the eye of the wind with a small lamp.

Lie Yuhe's long hair danced wildly, his brows were full of hostility, his golden eyes paled, filled with evil spirit.Slashing, chopping, chopping, the two knives in his hands had no moves at all, and there was chaos.The ghost face is dense, the dead come back to life, and it is endless.During the felling and killing, Lie Yuhe's expression suddenly changed, panic and fear intertwined.

"Prince Xi." Wang Qingming snorted, quickly put down the small lamp, and asked him what he saw, the movement was not slow, and the indigo zither blades shot out one after another, smashing several ghost faces that were about to bite Lie Yuzu.So far, Goshawk Lie Yuhe's physical strength has gradually been emptied, and his movements are not as fast as when he was berserk in the sandcastle.

"Ah——" Lie Yuhe raised his head to the sky and let out a long cry, blood from the seven orifices first appeared, and then he plunged his two knives into the sand, knelt down on one knee, lowered his head, and kept circling, "I didn't want to, I didn't think about it! "

"Prince Bo." Wang Qing's white clothes fluttered, approaching Lie Yu Bo.Facing hundreds of ghost faces, he concentrated his energy and drank the "First Sound of Forgiveness". Suddenly, the sand and stones exploded, and the energy burst out of the ground, killing dozens of demons in a row, and the ghost faces couldn't help but retreat a little.Wang Qingming grabbed Lie Yuhe's lapel with one hand, raised the two knives under his armpits with the other, and cooperated with deceitful steps to stay away from the battle circle.

After running around for a moment, Wang Qingming felt that his subordinate Lie Yuhe was becoming irritable again.The saber air was drawn out, Wang Qingming dropped Goshawk and moved back.Knife Qi cuts and forgets the afterimage of Qingming, and the space is distorted wherever it passes. "Fortunately, there are only you and me here, and you are also insane, Xiaosheng is not afraid of being found out." Wang Qingming's thoughts in his heart confirmed all his actions.

The piano player, the knife player, and the cyan and golden air blades collided.

Lie Yu let out a low voice in his throat, his spine arched, like a wolf pouncing on its prey, bringing prisoners to kill each other.Wang Qingming set up Yue Yingque to block it, turned sideways, drew a blue light casually, and opened the distance between the two of them.Lie Yuhe was relentless, and he slashed at his abdomen with the horizontal knife.Yue Yingque turns over once, and then turns over again, the six strings bind the double blades, and the first string condenses the energy and then comes out.

Lie Yuhe turned backwards, his left leg was used as a support, and his right foot hooked up to the moon.Not good.Yue Yingque took the exiled prisoner's swords and came out. He wanted to take it, but he was entangled and fought farther and farther.The two changed to hand-to-hand combat.However, Lie Yuhe, who was born in the wild desert, has much stronger body strength than Wang Qingming.For a time, the latter has fallen into the wind.

"Could it be that the silence just now was to let you regain your strength to bite me." Facing the oncoming punch, Wang Qingming folded his arms to block it, and heard a few crisp sounds, cracks in his bones.Forget the pain of Qingming, but still can't retreat.

The entanglement is so tight, why not take this opportunity to lure him to find the source of the soul.The plan has been made, Wang Qingming tempted Lie Yuhe, and then headed south.Poor Yue Yingque and the exiled prisoner, who were left where they were and were never cared about again.

It has to be said that the qin curse on Lie Yuhe's body was just right.The caster knows him very well, is familiar with his past and fears, so he chooses Duopojiao from the five tones, and kills him with the help of demons.Lie Yuhe's skills are not bad, and there should not be more than five people who can fight against the Northern School, except for Lanling Jun Yuloubai who has already sealed the piano, and Sixiangzuo who can fight against him, it is rare to meet opponents.Wang Qingming always felt that something was wrong, he clearly had ideas, but he couldn't see clearly through the gauze.This feeling made him very uncomfortable.The details of this matter have to wait for him to wake up after breaking the demon.

Yu Yu's hostility rose to its peak almost instantly.This is the place, as long as the original source is forced to appear, the next step can be carried out.Facing Lie Yuhe's ferocious attack, Wang Qingming was helpless.The moon's full moon was obtained by chance from the realm of refinement. People say that "everything has a spirit", so why didn't it choose him.The moon's full moon is not comparable to that of an ordinary lyre, and the Qingming is transformed by Qi, and the two are almost united.Without a qin in your hand, even if you have ingenious skills, there is nowhere to show them off.

Wang Qingming flashed back again and again, flashing afterimages one after another.Lie Yuhe showed pain on his face, under the rage, he condensed dozens of air palms, pulling down mountains and trees, like a wolf or a tiger, but he himself was slow for a while.Wang Qingming dodged as much as possible, took this opportunity, suddenly raised two fingers, condensed into a bright blue light, stabbed towards the heart without hesitation.Xianfa took a slanted front, Wang Qingming's face lost blood, and his right hand was slowly pulled out, drawing blood into the thread.

Seeing that Lie Yuhe was about to approach, he twisted his fingers around and flicked lightly, and the blood string wrapped around his wrist, matching the movement of the goshawk, and then turned around to bind him firmly.Ignoring his crazy gnawing, Wang Qingming's eyes were awe-inspiring, his left hand moved with energy, and the final chapter of the Xuanqin technique appeared in the world.Immediately, the sound of the clang zither was heard everywhere, and the blood mist erupted from the strings, covering the sky and covering the earth, sweeping away like a tide.

Duan Feiyuan, I can't stop talking to you.This is Wang Qingming's first thought at this moment.

Lan Zhi has cigarettes, you owe me a lot.This is Wang Qingming's second thought.

Don't cheat wild, I'm sorry for the money I spent.This is the third thought that flashed through Wang Qingming's mind.

The sky and the earth are scarlet, and the white beam of light reaches the sky, this is the origin of Duopojiao.Seeing this white light suddenly appear, Wang Qingming loosened his fingers and withdrew his blood, and the blood flowed into his heart. In addition to the heart-piercing pain, there was also an inexplicable throbbing sadness.

At this moment, a group of black shadows rushed.Wang Qingming didn't have time to react, and his chest was hit hard again.Taking a few steps back, stabilizing his figure, and reluctantly receiving Lie Yuhe's several moves, it was the end of his strength.

He had to be led to crush the soul-destroying source in one fell swoop, otherwise the source would be transferred to another place, and then he would have to sacrifice the blood string again.

Fierce in the palm of the hand, the golden light gathers, and Wang Qingming stretches out his palm to face it.Fist and palm collided, and the two stepped back a few steps, blood gushing from their mouths. "The Savage Goshawk, it's nothing more than mediocre." Subconsciously sneered, and fought bloody.

Lie Yuhe became more and more courageous in the battle, but the deceitful steps of the injured Zhongzhou man were much slower, so slow that he could already hurt him with the wind of his palm.

"The goshawk is fiercer than you, let Xiaosheng see who is better in this physical contest." Wang Qingming spat out a big mouthful of bloody red, condensed indigo on his hands, as if fighting for the final blow.

Seeing this, Lie Yuhe instinctively countered with extreme moves, like a hungry wolf pounced on him.

mission completed.

Wang Qingming's thoughts were broken, his eyes were blurred, and he finally collapsed.

After returning to Tongxuan, he must run around the mountain ten times a day.This is Wang Qingming's last thought in Lie Yu's thoughts.