d the courtyard house to Lin Qiyi and others."now the captain of Shaoping Song is in a meeting, and Vice Captain Yuan Gang is still out on the road, so now there is probably a member of the team in th...under the gaze of Zhou Ping, Shen Qingzhu and Lin Qi Night, an Qing Yu held that position for several seconds before slowly withdrawing her hand.

he put his chopsticks on the lunch box, looking as calm as ever:

"Let's do it."

Silence.

the cold wind roaring in the desert is like a roaring beast passing around Jianlu, rolling wildly in the dark.

by the rickety fire, the four figures are like clay sculptures, silent.

Zhou Ping looked at an Qingyu beside him. In the latter's face, he could not see the slightest waver, as if he had accepted his fate.

Lin Qi Night and Shen Qingzhu sat in the same place, feeling a little lost, some angry, and a little confused. But in this Jianlu, the life or death of Anqing fish is not up to the two of them to decide.

Zhou Ping is the only one who can determine the life and death of Anqing fish here.

Sword comes out, Anqing fish dies; swords are harvested, Anqing fish live. Everything only depends on the heart of Zhou Ping.

Zhou Ping looked at an Qingyu's eyes, which were as pure as clear water, revealing unprecedented disappointment. At this moment, Jian Xian Zhou Ping, who could be wiped out by even Zhi Gao, suddenly pined away a lot.

he silently picked up two broken chopsticks of different lengths and pulled two mouthfuls of rice into his mouth. As he chewed, there was an uncontrollable redness around his eyes.

I don't know how long it took him to speak vaguely:

... Let's eat. "

the meaning of the sword scattered around Anqing's neck gradually drifted away.

at this time, Anqingyu's back was soaked in cold sweat, and her taut body finally relaxed.

he picked up the chopsticks and empty lunch box in front of him again, his fingertips still trembling slightly. He was just getting up to serve rice from the electric rice cooker on the other side of the stove, and a palm reached out in front of him.

"Let me help you with it." Lin opened his mouth slowly in seven nights.

an Qingyu was stunned and still handed over the lunch box, and soon after, a bowl of steaming white rice was sent back to him.

". Thank you. "

"you're welcome."

"Qingzhu, did you buy wine" Zhou Ping suddenly opened his mouth.

"Yes. But teacher, can your body drink it "

"I can handle the supreme law. Can't I drink wine" Zhou Ping took over the white wine bottle, directly filled the small cup in front of him, looked up and drank it up!

"cough, cough." The hot wine flowed down the esophagus into the stomach, and Zhou Ping, who had never tasted the wine, frowned and coughed one after another.

"slow down... That's not how you drink it. "

"teacher, we'll drink with you."

"Ching Yu, pass me your cup."

"."

the night was thickening, and in the roaring cold wind, the light of the stove flushed the faces of the four.

the glass jingles when it collides with the glass. The four men did not chat, but faced each other like this and drank up glasses of wine in silence. The wine in their cup carries spiciness and bitterness, as well as the past that can only stay in memory forever.

that night, the Sword Immortals of the Red Dust got drunk in Jianlu.

the flame in the furnace burns out, and the originally hot atmosphere of

gradually falls into cold and darkness.

Lin Qiyue's figure stood up slowly by the hearth where the remaining temperature remained. He stared at an Qingyu and calmly said,

"it's time to go."

an Qingyu stood up silently from the ground and followed Lin Qinight.

except for Zhou Ping, none of Lin Qiyi, an Qingyu and Shen Qingzhu were drunk. Or rather, they didn't get themselves drunk.

an Qingyu did not have any extra movements, nor did he try to escape, so he followed Lin Qinight, opened the door of Jianlu and walked out.

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just then, Zhou Ping's drunken voice sounded from the sword house:

"Anqing Fish …"

Anqing fish stopped abruptly.

"you were my student. Today. I won't kill you... But next time... My sword will show no mercy. " Zhou Ping bowed his head and sat alone in the middle of Jianlu, unable to see his expression clearly under the dim starlight.

an Qingyu looked back at him deeply, but without an answer, turned around and gradually disappeared with Lin Qinight's figure.

.

Big Summer.

in the silent night, a peak entrenched in an uninhabited mountain suddenly trembled!

Big earthquake, birds swarm,

Boom!

an earth-shaking bang suddenly rang through the sky.

the peak is visible from the center, the illusory streamer illuminates half of the sky, and shadows soar from the mountain!

"Ha ha! Here we go! Finally! "

Seventeen years! Seventeen years! I can't stay in this cave for another day! "

"Sky! Earth! Pineapple buns! I'm back! "

"Seventeen years of isolation, from the beginning to the human ceiling." We are almost invincible, aren't we "

"where is Brother Fang Mo I never beat him before, but now I think I can do it again! "

"."

the figures fell from the air crying and laughing, hugging each other excitedly.

they all looked twenty-five or six years old, tall and sturdy, their eyes as bright as stars, and their messy long hair tangled together, like a group of savages coming out of Shennongjia.

these figures are no more or less, a total of eleven.

"Don't get excited! Listen to me! " One of the voices sounded and immediately suppressed all the voices. From the point of view of his appearance, he was the eldest of the people.

"have you forgotten the words left by the Blessed one twelve years ago" We are asked to cultivate ourselves and improve our strength as soon as possible. If I guess correctly, there should have been some serious changes in the outside world, so that the heavenly Buddha had no choice but to extend our time limit for customs clearance, because only in this way can we be able to save ourselves and go to Seven Nights.

Seventeen years have passed in Yamaguchi, and in the outside world, it is equivalent to more than five years, a lot of things can happen.

now that we don't know what's going on outside, we can't do anything, okay "

everyone looked at each other and nodded:

"second Brother, what do you say to do"

Luan lie meditated for a moment and said, "so, four, seven, and eight, you are carrying the souls of Jingwei, Bluebird and Bifang, the most agile. You first fly out of these mountains and go to the marginal cities and countryside to inquire about the situation, and the others stand by."

"got it!"

in the crowd, three figures stepped out, and in a flash, they turned into three divine birds of different shapes, speeding away in different directions.

"second Brother, I'm so hungry." A round fat man squeezed to Luan lie's side and said pitifully.

"Wu, please bear with me a little longer." When we find Seven Nights or Brother Fang Mo, they will certainly treat us to dinner. " Luan lie said.

"really Can I eat enough "

"." Luan lie smoked at the corner of his mouth, "five, when you are full, it is estimated that the whole summer will run out of food."... "

"all right then."

Luan lie was about to say something more when the afterlight suddenly glanced at the sky and froze in place.

"what's the matter with you, second Brother"

"Grandma. Have I been in the cave for too long and my eyes are dazzling " Luan lie looked at the starry sky overhead and muttered to himself, "where is the moon"s burst into unprecedented determination and murder! < br > clang clang--! < br > the strings of the harp break one by one, and the shrill sound echoes like thunder under the sky! < br > the string ha...