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Shangguan Qingyun stopped, "Senior Sister Li." He stood there straight, like a tree that had grown here, even though he had a shy and cautious smile on his face.

Li Shiyin smiled coldly, and looked at Shangguan Qingyun coldly with haughty eyes, "Junior Qingyun is back. I have been waiting for you here for a long time." Li Shiyin said so, and walked forward slowly, the corner of his eyes was still scattered on Shangguan Qingyun's body.

"It turned out that the senior sister came to look for me." Shangguan Qingyun smiled faintly, subconsciously took a step back.

"Who do you think Junior Brother is?" Li Shiyin asked calmly, Shangguan Qingyun just smiled but did not speak.

"Why is junior brother getting farther and farther away from me?" Li Shiyin walked up to Shangguan Qingyun with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Could it be that junior brother Qingyun is afraid of me."

Shangguan Qingyun lowered his head slightly, thinking in his heart that if Li Shiyin came here because of Murong Qingqing's affairs... then he would be wronged.But if he said that he was afraid of her, it would not be so.

Li Shiyin's eyes swept back and forth on Shangguan Qingyun for a while, but it took a long time before he smiled: "Junior Brother seems to have a deep relationship with Senior Brother Helian, I don't know what kind of relationship you have."

Shangguan Qingyun couldn't help laughing, it seemed that Li Shiyin had met Helian Feiyu after all, but he never thought that Li Shiyin would try to make a match through himself.

Li Shiyin has always been proud, but at this moment she deliberately got close to Shangguan Qingyun, she had some other purpose, "Junior Qingyun, actually I want to talk to Senior Brother Helian, why don't you ask him out for me."

Li Shiyin spoke so bluntly.

"If things come to fruition, your benefits will be indispensable. I have a lot of pills that can be taken during the Qi refining stage, which can help you advance to the next level as soon as possible. Junior brother... you..." Li Shiyin had a deliberately ingratiating smile on his lips.

Shangguan Qingyun felt that there was no reason for him not to agree. He was worried that he had been lingering on the fifth level of Qi refining. If he had a pill that could help him advance, it would naturally help.Shangguan Qingyun lowered his eyes, he had already sold Helian Feiyu in his heart.

The smile on the corner of Li Shiyin's mouth gradually became full of contempt and mockery.She didn't care about those pills, anyway, she could have as many low-level pills as she wanted.Seeing that Shangguan Qingyun seemed to agree, Li Shiyin became more and more proud.

It was at this time that Shangguan Qingyun replied blankly: "I'm afraid Qingyun is helpless." He turned around slowly and wanted to leave.

"Stop!" Li Shiyin's voice was full of anger, "Junior Brother Qingyun, do you know what you mean?" Li Shiyin has two fire and wood spiritual roots, while Shangguan Qingyun is just a three-line miscellaneous spiritual root. Qingyun's cultivation level will not be higher than hers, but Shangguan Qingyun is so confident in front of her!

Shangguan Qingyun stopped, then slowly raised his head and glanced at Li Shiyin: "I don't know if Senior Sister has any orders."

For some reason, Shangguan Qingyun, who has always been very timid and non-existent in front of everyone, gives people a terrifying feeling at this moment. He is like a sharp knife that has not yet been enlightened, but he can see blood seal his throat .Li Shiyin was taken aback for a moment, but before he could answer, Shangguan Qingyun turned away expressionlessly.When she came back to her senses, there was no one around.Li Shiyin's pretty face gradually became distorted, she gritted her teeth lightly, feeling a great dissatisfaction rising in her heart.

A few days later, on the day of the Trial Conference of the Eight Great Immortal Gates, Shangguan Qingyun, Wei Yunshu and others followed Uncle Xunxi into the Inner Peak, which is also an inner sect, and the Trial Conference of the Eight Great Immortal Gates will be held at The summit of Xuanming Immortal Sect was held, and no one would go to that place on weekdays, but every time the Eight Great Immortal Sects tried their swords, it was always very lively.

The weather at the foot of Beiming Mountain is still warm, cool and windy, but the peak of Beiming Mountain is covered with snow.The Beiming Mountain is as high as one hundred feet, and the monks in the foundation building period can fly to the top with the sword, and the outer disciples who are selected to enter the inner sect to watch the eight immortal gates test their swords are the magic weapon that can fly with Uncle Xunxi He was sent to the peak of Beiming Mountain.

The top of Beiming Mountain.

Shangguan Qingyun finally came to this familiar place.

He still remembered the bright red blood flowing from his body, and the blade of the fiery Scarlet Cloud Sword seemed to be able to melt everything.

A pale and blood-stained face was hidden under the cloud-like blue hair, and the scarlet smell of blood gradually dissipated in the white snow.

Shangguan Qingyun's eyes are full of fear and anger: Murong Yuan... why are you..." A dark blue robe embroidered with platinum embossed patterns has long been stained with blood, and the sleeves and corners trimmed with gold have long been invisible. The ice-cold snow and blood melt together, and the red-sand jade bottle that Shangguan Qingyun took out from his sleeve has already fallen to the ground, and the jade bottle is half buried in the snow.

Shangguan Qingyun answered with an indifferent sneer: "People don't kill heaven and earth for themselves. Shangguan Qingyun, you are stupid! You gave me the Chiyun Sword with your own hands, and now I accept it for you. I will also accept the elixir in the sand jade bottle for you. Shangguan Qingyun, it is not in vain that I pretended to be by your side for so long."

The man in black took back the Chiyun Sword, and with a sneer on his face, he walked slowly to Shangguan Qingyun and picked up the red sand jade bottle that fell on the ground: "I know you have a lot of useful pills in this bottle, all of which are Your lovely sister, Shangguan Yiyi is a great beauty. Shangguan Qingyun, don't worry, I will put these things away for you, and I will take care of your sister for you. Speaking of which, your sister is the same as you Same, with such a pretty face."

With cold fingertips touching his cheek lightly, Shangguan Qingyun subconsciously wanted to retreat, but unfortunately at this moment, let alone running away, he couldn't even move.

And the man in black still curled his lips into a sneer: "It's really exciting. Shangguan Qingyun... If one day Shangguan Yiyi and I become a pair of monks... Under the Underworld, you can rest assured."

"Murong Yuan...you will die!" Shangguan Qingyun's eyes were instantly bloodshot.

The man sneered lightly, completely disdainful: "I will die badly, heh, Shangguan Qingyun, are you talking about yourself?"

The Scarlet Cloud Sword can devour the soul of a person, and the person in front of him will disappear soon, completely and completely!This is the real soul flying away!Murong Yuan's slightly long and narrow eyes were full of sarcasm: "Shangguan Qingyun, if you want another life, you can come to seek revenge on me in the next life. Hahaha, it's a pity that you will have another life?! Blame it if you want Heaven! The heaven and the earth are so cruel that everything is like a dog! If I don’t kill you, someone else will kill you in the future... Is it better to die at my hands than to die at the hands of others?”

Shangguan Qingyun slowly opened his eyes, the past revolving in his mind like a revolving lantern.He clearly remembered Murong Yuan's handsome and cruel face, and he also clearly remembered the pain of being pierced through the chest by Chi Yunjian.

He clenched his hands unconsciously, palms already covered with sweat.Shangguan Qingyun looked at the immaculate whiteness of the vast land expressionlessly, but couldn't help trembling.

He really wanted to know what kind of life Murong Yuan was living at this time.Brother Qingyun, look, isn't the peak of Beiming Mountain beautiful? "Maybe it was because Shangguan Qingyun casually went out for Murong Qingqing with the body-fixing talisman that day, and Murong Qingqing became close to Shangguan Qingyun again.

Among many outer disciples, Murong Qingqing is the only one who can call Shangguan Qingyun "Senior Brother Qingyun".

Shangguan Qingyun slowly raised his eyes, and at a glance, there was snow in the thousand mountains.

"En." Shangguan Qingyun nodded slightly.Murong Qingqing sighed at the side: "I have never seen such a beautiful snow scene, and only Beiming Mountain has such a beautiful snow scene."

Shangguan Qingyun looked at the white snow all over the mountain, but all he could think of was another scene.

Because people from the Eight Great Immortal Sects all came to Beiming Mountain, you can see monks flying in mid-air wearing traditional costumes with swords everywhere on the top of Beiming. Those who can come to participate in the Eight Great Immortal Sects must be from each sect able person.Young and intelligent young geniuses can be seen everywhere. Outer disciples like Shangguan Qingyun were lucky enough to have a glimpse of their demeanor because this year's Sword Discussion Conference was held in Xuanming Xianzong, but the Sword Discussion Conference five years later they If there are outstanding people among them, they may not be unable to follow Xianmen.It's just that such opportunities are very small for outer disciples.

Shangguan Qingyun glanced towards the boundless sky expressionlessly, and walked forward slowly.

It was at this moment that Murong Qingqing suddenly waved to the front and shouted loudly: "Brother."

Shangguan Qingyun was taken aback for a moment, then he slowly raised his head and followed Murong Qingqing's line of sight.A white and blue gown inlaid with dark patterns, wide cuffs, the hem, cuffs and neckline are all trimmed with gold thread, and a pair of black and shiny boots under one step, from a distance, it looks like a handsome man, with a jade tree facing the wind, that man There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, his eyebrows were painted like ink, and there was a smile in his slightly narrow eyes, but that smile was really cold in Shangguan Qingyun's eyes.That person was wearing the costume of an inner disciple of the Xuanming Immortal Sect, so he was naturally an inner disciple of the Xuanming Immortal Sect.And at this moment, the person who is slowly walking forward towards this direction, he looks like he is in his twenties, he can see the heroic posture in his steps, before he can come forward, Murong Qingqing has already swooped away.

Murong Yuan.

Shangguan Qingyun only felt a tremor in his heart.He never thought that he would meet Murong Yuan again so soon.

At this moment, Shangguan Qingyun's bright eyes were filled with a tinge of cold air, and his originally beautiful but cold appearance turned into a flower carved from ice in an instant, so domineering that it was almost glamorous.

"Qingqing." Murong Yuan was doting and gentle in front of Murong Qingqing, he reached out and patted Murong Qingqing's head.His eyes swept over Shangguan Qingyun and the others, but the smiling eyes seemed to be extraordinarily penetrating.

The aura of a cultivator at the Jindan stage is naturally completely different from that of a cultivator who only refines qi.Murong Yuan stretched out a finger lightly, and he could kill these low-level monks who practiced Qi refining in seconds like an ant.

Everyone was shocked by Murong Yuan's cold gaze and powerful aura.

"Senior Brother Murong." At this moment, Wei Yunshu still had a smile on his face. If Murong Yuan was a smiling tiger, Wei Yunshu looked like a small smiling tiger. The two people's personalities looked somewhat similar.Among the crowd, Wei Yunshu was the only one who didn't show any discomfort.

Murong Yuan smiled at Wei Yunshu, his gaze was scrutinizing Murong Yuan's body with pity.The others had long been stunned on the spot and didn't know what to say, just because Murong Yuan's gaze was filled with great anger, and Murong Yuan was carrying a big heavy sword behind his back, which looked like a A very lethal weapon, which made this senior brother Murong look even more intimidating.

"Qingyun."

When Murong Yuan uttered those two words slowly, Shangguan Qingyun felt startled.

Qingyun.

That's what Murong Yuan called him before.The big villain boss is worthy of being the big villain boss, he always has a gentle smile, but he has chilling calculations in his heart.

Even if all this is just a task, just a game.At this moment, Shangguan Qingyun, who was in it, couldn't really remain unmoved.On the contrary, his heart has been wrapped in fear and resentment.It's a pity that he is only a low-level monk at the fifth level of Qi Refining...

Murong Yuan's eyes had already fallen on Shangguan Qingyun coldly, his eyes as if looking at prey carried an extraordinarily interesting taste.

"Qingyun... is really a good name." The smile on the corner of Murong Yuan's mouth was even more distorted in Shangguan Qingyun's eyes.He couldn't help but think of Murong Yuan who brandished the Scarlet Cloud Sword and pierced the blade into Shangguan Qingyun's heart without hesitation.What kind of vicious person is this, what is his heart made of?Accompanying him for nearly a hundred years is nothing in his eyes?Or maybe all of that was a net he had set up from the very beginning for his own benefit.

"I have an old friend whose name is also Qingyun." Murong Yuan smiled softly, in a white snow, his smile seemed to melt a glacier.

hypocritical.Shangguan Qingyun frowned slightly, suppressing the disgust in his heart, but smiled: "Then, to Brother Murong, that old friend must be a very important person."

Murong Qingqing's face suddenly turned pale, if she could, she would definitely stop Shangguan Qingyun before he said such words.

For some reason, when Shangguan Qingyun said those words just now, his aura seemed to have changed a lot.

After a long time, Murong Yuan smiled softly again: "That's natural. It's a pity..." As he said this, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, "Forget it, shouldn't Mention these things."

Shangguan Qingyun understood what Murong Yuan was thinking, but smiled: "This junior is taking the liberty."

Murong Yuan looked at Shangguan Qingyun calmly: "It's strange to say, although it's completely different...but it gives people a very familiar feeling." As Murong Yuan said, he walked slowly forward to Shangguan Qingyun's side.

He lowered his head slowly, and he only needed to lower his head a little more before his lips could kiss Shangguan Qingyun's forehead.This distance is hazy but has a weird atmosphere.