I'm a thousand years older than you

As the night grew thicker, a man dressed as a bodyguard galloped forward without moving his feet. The swift figure could almost tear a hole in the quiet night.

He has been watching by Duan Yayuan, and when he saw the young master jumping into the millennium miasma, he already felt something bad in his heart. He was wary of Duan Ya, and he didn't dare to act rashly. Unexpectedly, the development of the situation was far beyond what he could handle— ——Duan Ya actually touched the barrier, and in an instant, a sea of ​​flames flowed across the sky above the millennium miasma pool. If it is delayed, there will probably be a lot of miasma overflowing!

When he rushed into the courtyard non-stop, he was already out of breath, disregarding the usual etiquette, he almost threw himself on the door and beat it hard a few times, shouting loudly: "Your Majesty!"

To his surprise, Shizi opened the door very quickly, his face seemed to be worried, he was still neatly wearing his daytime robes, it seemed that he hadn't gone to bed.

Duan Yuming saw the flustered expression of the guards he sent to monitor Duan Ya, and suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart: "What's wrong?"

"Young...Young Master, he broke into Young Master Ya's courtyard. Outside the courtyard, the barrier of light and flames exploded, and the flames soared into the sky. I'm afraid there will be accidents!" Pour out and talk without beginning or end.Duan Yuming only heard a few words, and his expression changed instantly. He grabbed the guard's shoulders, and his usual elegant voice was a little out of tune: "Where are others!"

"The young master is under the millennium miasma pool. When I left, the fire was already approaching the miasma pool. I don't know..." The guard poured out what he saw, and his tongue almost got tied in a hurry.

"What did you say?"

Before Duan Yuming could give any further instructions, a slightly hoarse voice came from behind the two of them, his breathing was unsteady, implying some kind of anger that was about to surge up.Duan Yuming turned his head suddenly, and saw Lu Yebai standing not far away, his eyes lowered, his eyes seemed unfathomable, there was a bright red scar on his forehead, almost dripping blood.

Wen Zihe, who has been unlucky since he sneaked into the Duanyayuan, even if he jumped into the millennium miasma that no one dared to enter, the bad luck on his body would never leave him.

Just now when he saw Zhi Guangyan in Duan Ya's bedroom, and thought of the millennium miasma pool under his feet, he guessed that Duan Ya and Guang Yan made an enchantment, wrapped the dragon horn sword in it, and sank into the miasma pool together.

Using the demonic aura as a signal, he notified Bi Yao and Guan Ning, who were guarding the side, to come out, and took advantage of Duan Ya's unpreparedness to jump off the miasma pool, ready to test his thoughts.

From the moment he entered the miasma pool, the enchantment he set up began to be eroded by the miasma poison. Fortunately, the surface of Zhiguangyan was crystal clear. Using it as a guide, the enchantment he set up would emit a more powerful than ordinary enchantment. The strong halo is particularly conspicuous in the dark miasma pool.

Wen Zihe found its location by following the light, and took the Dragon Horn Sword in his hand. So far, everything went well.The miasma and water in the miasma pond of the millennium are mixed together. Although the miasma is pervasive and the poisonous gas is strong, but relying on the barrier that he currently props up, he can barely go up.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that the temperature around him rose, and it reached a scorching heat in an instant. The water flow seemed to be boiling non-stop, and the concentration of miasma more than doubled compared to before. Speeding up sharply, the foul air surged and squeezed towards him.

The miasma-laden water pushed him, and was about to merge into the vortex in front of him. The surrounding water coiled up like a snake, and what was worse, the barrier used to protect his body had cracked a gap. There was black water rushing in quickly, filling the entire barrier in an instant.

At this time, the enchantment was useless, Wen Zihe simply ignored it, forcibly broke away from the strong current, and a head popped out on the surface of the pool, before he could catch his breath, his feet were suddenly pulled by a force, and again was dragged into the pool.

The water in the millennium miasma pool seemed to have become fine, coming from various tricky angles, taking the opportunity to pour into his nose and mouth.He felt a stagnation in his chest in an instant, and seeing a powerful current of water coming towards him, he held his breath as hard as he could, dodged to avoid it, pushed the dragon horn sword to his waist, and once again directed upwards without hesitation. swim.

The closer to the water surface, the higher the temperature, almost to the point of unbearable. Wen Zihe's eyes were flooded by miasma water, and he had no foothold in the water. Relying on instinct, it took a lot of effort to avoid it. The strong current of water finally floated above the surface of the water.

It was already some distance away from the place where he jumped off the miasma pool. He supported the shore with both hands, brought himself to the shore, coughed up the black miasma pool water, and only looked into the distance when his sight recovered. .

Duan Ya's courtyard no longer exists. Under the half black and half gorgeous sky, there stands alone an ancient tree that is about to fall. When the flowers of Xia came, the night wind blew, and the little flames fell from the ancient wood, falling into the miasma pool, and soon disappeared, some of them landed on the shore, and instantly condensed into one piece. A piece of crystal clear ice and snow.

Wen Zihe didn't see Bi Yao and Guan Ning, nor did he see any other forces. Wen Zihe propped himself on the ground with a knife, and slowly stood up.He has just withstood the poisonous gas of the Millennium Miasma Pond, even though his cultivation is very high, he felt a little bit weak for a while.

He took two steps forward, and suddenly swung the saber backwards to block the attack from behind. Go, disappear into thin air.

"If you were able to climb up, I've waited so long for nothing." Duan Ya looked coldly at his waist, "How do you know it's down there?"

When Duan Ya was speaking, he was already secretly exerting force in his hand, trying to suppress Wen Zihe's knife.Wen Zihe swung his knife upwards, staggered away from his blade, and patted the water marks on his body, still looking relaxed: "Guess."

Duan Ya looked him up and down, not knowing how much the water in the miasma pool had hurt him, so he stood still for the time being: "Give it back to me."

"Return?" Wen Zihe glanced at him, then pressed his hand on the sword at his waist provocatively, and tapped it twice, "This sword should belong to Lord Lan, right?"

"It's just that Zhishan picked up a sword and gave it to me. I don't care who the owner of this sword is." Duan Ya said, "However, this is also my territory, Wen Zihe, are you Isn't it too arrogant?"

More than 500 years ago, when Zhishan presented the sword to him, he only said that it was a rare treasure and did not explain the origin of the sword.Duan Ya didn't care about these things at all, seeing that the sword was indeed very sharp, he kept it by his side and made it his own sword.

If the old man hadn't seen his sword half a year ago and left him alone to remove the blindfold on the sword, he wouldn't have known that he was holding such a treasure in his hand.It was also on that day that he learned from the old man that Ying Hui's remnant soul had fled to Xijing, and then he came up with a plan to pretend to cooperate with the old man while secretly planning for himself.

After being betrayed by Zhishan, Duan Ya sealed the Dragon Horn Sword into the barrier of light and flames, sank into the millennium miasma, and waited for the day when he would finally take it out.Unexpectedly, Wen Zihe, an ignorant person, decided to rush ahead of his plan and let this sword see the light of day again.

The miasma coming out of the Millennium Miasma Pool is not an ordinary thing after all, Wen Zihe has inhaled a lot of black water, at this moment, I just feel dizzy in front of my eyes. He didn't hear what Duan Ya said just now, he really couldn't answer, he could only keep his face blank, and felt that it was inappropriate, so he smiled politely at Duan Ya, expressing that he didn't want to fight now.

Duan Ya saw Wen Zihe's unfathomable smile, and suspected that he was going to play some tricks again, so he didn't give him time immediately. Hundreds of black birds flapped their wings, exuding a demonic aura, and surrounded Wen Zihe with hostility. Obviously.

Wen Zihe: "..."

Isn't this a good chat, why did you suddenly move your hands?

At this time, Duan Ya couldn't let Duan Ya see his true and false, Wen Zihe simply dispersed the demonic energy, and the ice-blue demonic energy condensed into the shape of a feathered arrow, and hit the bird that was flying over. The time to breathe, one hit and one accurate.Those birds were just transformed by Duan Ya's demonic aura. They were quickly scattered under the dense feather arrows, but they made a comeback after a while and gathered towards Wenzi River again.

It's endless, Wen Zihe thought to himself.

Duan Ya was not idle at the side, he swung his knife and slashed at Wen Zihe. Wen Zihe leaned back to avoid it, and instinctively lifted his foot and kicked Duan Ya on the shoulder.

With this kick, he immediately realized that it was not good!

He was a little out of strength at the moment, that kick would definitely not cause any harm to Duan Ya, but would make Duan Ya see through his current situation!

Duan Ya was very defensive at first, but after receiving this kick, he deduced that Wen Zihe had been eroded by the miasma poison, so he no longer had any worries, and the demonic aura overwhelmingly pressed towards Wenzihe, and he was mixed in the black demonic aura , quietly sent a knife towards Wen Zihe.

A bloody gash opened on Wen Zihe's shoulder immediately, and the blood spurted out, mixed with some black air, which was the miasma that he had just invaded into his body.He didn't care about other things. Seeing Duan Ya's figure approaching, he waved his knife to meet him, and the two fought into a ball again.

His eyesight is gradually losing, and he can barely see the swords and swords in front of him. Although Duan Ya has not yet gained the upper hand, it will definitely be bad for him if he procrastinates for a long time!He condensed the demonic energy on the knife, sent a heavy blow, and took advantage of Duan Ya being forced to retreat, and quickly escaped.

Before he could get far away, a black wall of fog appeared in front of him, which seemed to be condensed by monster energy.Different from Duan Ya's evil spirit, the black color of this evil spirit is not pure, it seems that there are other things mixed in it, exuding a biting chill.The demonic aura would neither advance nor retreat, barely blocking him. Wen Zihe swung his knife, and the ice-blue demonic aura rushed towards the fog wall, breaking a gap.

Before Wen Zihe could pass by, the fog wall quickly condensed and rose again, converging into a long stream of evil spirit in the air, like an enlarged version of a feathered arrow, hitting him straight, as if it wanted to pierce him through !

Wen Zihe dimly sensed the approach of the evil spirit, and a scream that could tear the air sounded in his ears. He quickly set up a barrier, intending to resist this wave first.

After a long time, there was no sense of attack on the enchantment, and the wind in the ear still tended to decrease gradually, and the airflow tended to be gentle.

He took a few steps forward, only to see a long white figure standing in front of him, tightly clutching the black mist that hit him just now.

The author has something to say: just knocked out!The comment area is very deserted, my darlings [tears]

How about I perform a tightrope walker with a boulder in the chest, drill a fire ring, breathe fire and fly plates... and then blow up the little angels?

Recently, the thinking of small theaters is a bit dead, let me see when I hold back and put out a big move, and more small theaters~~

good night good night~~