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He was a little aggrieved, but he was naturally good-natured, and it didn't take long for him to forget about it.

I don’t know if it’s because the enemy’s road is narrow, but the two of them seem to be hooked. In the ghost city of Qinghe Town, they became enemies again because of a moonlight. The man was pressed on the locust tree because he underestimated the enemy. His eyes were full of disbelief. .

"Who are you?" The brocade robed man didn't hold back his tone at all because of the hand that clasped his throat, his eyes glowed strangely.

For some reason, under the man's scorching gaze, he felt his right eye twitch and lightly relaxed his fingers.

He withdrew his hand and didn't answer. He just put the Hunyuan Pearl that the man forced into him into the man's hand, "I didn't intend to fight with the young master, but I have promised others this moon-by-moon lamp."

Pointing to the girl who was standing aside holding the moonlight and looking at them eagerly, and then looked at the Hunyuan beads that can buy half a ghost market, he sighed and continued, "The moonlight will be three or two Bizhi. You can get one, and you may not be unavailable if you go looking for it again."

After finishing speaking, he led the girl who strayed into the ghost market and walked away slowly.

The man leaned on the tree branch and watched the white-robed Lang Jun walk up the Duanchen Bridge, and lit the moon-chasing lanterns into the flowing river of forgetfulness.

The moonlight flickered twice, and the mournful woman on the boat seemed to wake up, she tightly covered her mouth and wept silently.

"Ninny—" She desperately pushed towards the bow, and the punter saw that the swaying moonlights were not obstructing her, so she shouted, "Be good!"

"Good girl—"

The man didn't care at all how the mother and daughter who were separated by yin and yang told each other how they missed each other, he only looked at the tall figure.

……

On Jieshan Mountain, a group of white cranes with cinnabar heads fluttered their wings and flew from the stream.

The top of the mountain was almost leveled.

The man changed into a dark black cloak and stood on the broken wall, holding a purple feather in his hand.

"Meet you again." There was an aggressive smile on the corner of his mouth, his whole body was as sharp as a drawn sword, but his eyes were on the woman on the ground—the person beside him.

The woman's forehead was dripping with blood, and she lay on the ground constantly licking, but the man in white stroked it with his hand, and the wound healed as before.

Goodbye woman, she has already passed out, her expression is peaceful.

"Huaijin." The man who was playing with Lingyu chuckled and wrote his own words.

Holding Jin Huaiyu is a metaphor for a gentleman's character as high and pure as jade.

But in order to make a cloak, the person in front of him did not hesitate to pull out the important feathers of Ci Shui's hairpin who was cultivated in human form——

Domineering and unruly.

Not a gentleman.

"No need to say more!" Holding the sword in his right hand, he flew up with his toes touching the ground.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them used dozens of moves, and all the beasts and birds in the Jieshan Mountain ran away.

He realized that if the two of them went on like this, let alone Jieshan, there would be hardly any living things within a hundred miles, so he activated Shrink to a Size at the moment when the opponent's swords met——

I want to move to the Hokuriku Wilderness.

However, how could a man be a good person, he would fight with him, completely ignoring the twisted space.

When he opened his eyes, he only found that the two had fallen into a small world.

The stele towers into the sky, with the word "Wufang" engraved on it.

The alternation of day and night no longer depends on the rising and setting of the sun in the east, but the parade of golden dragons.

If the golden dragon does not come out for a day, there will be no light for a day; if the golden dragon does not rest for a month, it will be day and day.

And Xing Feng Qi Yu completely depends on Ying Long.

If two dragons fight each other, the trend of mountains and rivers will change suddenly, and the vicissitudes of life will be in the blink of an eye.

Dragons are the only rulers of this world.

Although the realm of the world is complete, there are demons, monsters, ghosts and people in the Wufangjie, but compared with the dragon clan, they are like fireflies to the bright sun.

This should be the remnant of a certain power when the God Realm was at its peak.

Although it is not comparable to a real dragon, even the shadow cast by the dragon clan is enough to protect this world.

The two finally stopped fighting—

Because a bigger crisis ensued.

A pair of huge eyes appeared behind Qu Huaijin, the dark golden vertical pupils were almost innocently curious and cruel.

"Friends of life and death." Qu Huaijin panted and lay on his back among the rubble. The black cloak had been torn to pieces in the battle, leaving only blood-stained single clothes on his body. His hair and blood were coagulated together, and there was even dirt on it. He Shili, who was in a state of embarrassment that he had never felt before, had an untimely lightness and joy in his voice, "Can't you tell me your real name?"

The man sitting on the ground was not much better, he was dressed thinner, his white robe was torn into strips, hanging loosely on his body, his long hair was disheveled, and there were blood stains on his jade-like face.

Lang Jun ignored the man's teasing, and only pulled his shirt up a little higher, barely covering the wound that was still oozing blood.

And behind the two of them lay a giant beast like a mountain. The wings of the giant beast had been cut off, and one eye was already a bloody cave, while the other eye was not closed. Above, it is daunting, only feel timid.

The man who had never been ignored just smiled, and then threw the soul meat dug out from Ying Long's heart to the person who was bandaging the wound.

Seeing his dazed expression, he said nonchalantly, "The source of ten thousand sources can't heal my injury."

"You—" After discovering the biggest secret, Lang Jun opened his eyes wide in astonishment.

"Don't be restrained when treating others." He simply stood up, walked around behind Lang Jun, and pulled down his robe.

A stab.

The overwhelmed robe finally ended its difficult life and was completely reduced to rags.

"Cough." Qu Huaijin smeared the dragon's blood on Langjun's back, and began to change the subject, "So——your name?"

"His mountain rock." A muffled voice came.

Qu Huaijin saw two rows of crow-like long eyelashes and slightly puffed cheeks. This angry posture was completely different from his usual gentleness. His heart moved, and he felt inexplicably thirsty in his throat.

"His rock?" he asked.

Sure enough, the person in front of him turned around abruptly, gritted his teeth and said, "Stones from other mountains can be used to attack jade."

"It's not because..." Qu Huaijin only felt itching at the base of his tongue, which spread all the way to the tip of his heart. He pressed his tongue against the root of his teeth, "Is this the first time you saw a stone?"

During the time spent together, Qu Huaijin discovered the identity of the person in front of him. Reminiscent of his conversation with the girls that day, he naturally guessed the origin of the "stone".

Lang Jun has learned a lot of etiquette, poetry and books in the world, and often blushes with embarrassment at the name he chose casually. This time, "Tashanshi" is also to get angry with Qu Huaijin.

He called for beautiful jade, so he insisted on being the stone for attacking jade.

The man smiled, and the corners of his mouth were full of evil spirits. Before Lang Jun had time to be vigilant, he was touched unexpectedly.

The calloused hands moved slowly and forcefully across his bare back in an extremely ambiguous posture, extending down the waistline.

"Where are the rocks from other mountains?" He chanted like appreciating treasures, like a craftsman obsessed with this way, "It's clearly the jade from other mountains."

The extremely peaceful Lang Jun's eyes sparkled, and the two figures fought again on top of the giant beast.

A few months later, the two teamed up again to subdue the golden dragon. This golden dragon was much smarter than Ying Long, or it could be said that it was the master of space's will, and it turned into a long sword.

He Shanyu—finally accepted the name of the source of all sources—was not interested in the coercive weapon, but the Lord of Jindong who had not yet unified the world was very interested in it.

As a result, the sword was taken by Qu Huaijin as a matter of course.

With a flick of his fingers, the sword body vibrated and made the sound of contention, and the aggrieved Golden Dragon growled in a low voice, but it didn't hurt its master at all, "Let's call it Little Gold."

With a smile, Qu Huaijin gave such a name to Kill Xie, who later became famous all over the world.

He Shanyu couldn't feel that this person was making fun of him again, but he was about to tear apart the space, so he didn't bother to bicker with him anymore.

He was finally going to part ways with this bad-bellied person, even he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The two people who were about to leave Wufangjie didn't pay attention to it. There was a cloud of black air gathering at the place where Yinglong's corpse lay, and a pair of yellow-brown eyes suddenly opened from the mist——

Has been following the figure of the two people leaving.

His Shanyu's life has not returned to peace.

Forest of Seven Tombs, Keshui, Misty Ridge, even the market in the human world, the rebellion in the demon world...

There is always another person's shadow beside him.

"This world is too chaotic..." He saw a city that had been destroyed by ghost hunters. The wine shop was still floating along the street, but the restaurant was in ruins.

At a corner of the east street that hadn’t completely collapsed, a wheat straw stick full of red berries leaned against the wall intact, but the dead body of the man who carried it was already in a different place.

"father--"

"A Xing!"

The voices of crying and calling for relatives came and went.

Some people in the city died, and some people are still alive.

Because ghost hunters are not here to kill people.

They either catch ghosts or catch demons.

His gaze has already turned to the avenue, and the ability to ride the clouds, move mountains and fill the sea seems to be within reach.To them, mortals are no longer of the same race.

They are already immortals.

However, there cannot be only immortals. Without the mortals lying below, the immortals floating on the clouds will also fall to the ground.

Therefore, immortals have also become secular, and immortals also need to belong to the earth, need spiritual veins, and need money.

But there is only so much spiritual energy in the world, so the dispute over the territory has intensified, and it has reached the point where the whole country will be wiped out in one day.

"There is only one king in the great world." Qu Huaijin stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes were so vast that he seemed to see all the mountains and rivers.

For a long time, he stretched out his hand without saying a word.

It's just that there is a strong sense of determination in that smile.

The white-robed man pursed his light-colored lips, narrowed his eyes in thought, his drooping eyelashes trembled slightly like a crow's feathers, and after a while, he squeezed back quite forcefully.

"Okay." He said solemnly.

Qu Huaijin guessed right, he had no reason to refuse.

This is also his wish.

In the following ten years, from the beginning of the land of Eastern Jin, the word Qu Huaijin spread throughout the mainland like wings, and there were many rumors in the world of demons and ghosts, which was quite fearful.

All of a sudden, the Three Realms were surprisingly peaceful——

Until an evil ghost named Gouyun was born.