Lu Xueqi [Zhu Xian]

The breeze was blowing, and for some reason, everyone also looked relaxed.

Fa Xiang smiled, glanced at Gui Li in the distance, and immediately said to the others: "Now that the emperor's treasury has been destroyed, it seems that there are no peerless treasures, the matter here is over, let's go too, what's the matter, We'll talk about it later."

The four of them turned into four colors of glory, soared into the sky, circled in mid-air, and then went away.

Ghost Li stood on the huge tree trunk, as the sky became so blue and became farther and farther away, something seemed to be hollowed out in his heart, which made him fall into confusion.

The four of Lu Xueqi walked through the mist and miasma, and finally Xiao Yicai and a few fellow students gathered together.

The wind was rustling, the ancient roads were bleak, and the sky was about to get dark. Everyone in the Qingyun Sect decided to choose a place to rest and set off again tomorrow morning.

Night, deep.

The moonlight slowly rises from the foot of the mountain, and the silver light shines brilliantly. On the edge of the cliff, under the moonlight, the woman in white stands alone, staring blankly into the distance.

Lu Xueqi stood silently on the cliff in the middle of the air alone, one step further, there was darkness, an abyss.

The mountain wind was bitter, and it was getting bigger and bigger. Her clothes began to flutter in the wind, and the darkness under her feet suddenly started to move. It stretched out a dark hand from an unknown place, entangled her body, and wanted to pull her into the abyss.

It's just that she seemed to be insane, just staring silently, the wind blowing her thin and fragile body at the moment, like a lily blooming in the dark.

In the distance, there is boundless darkness, as if the sky and the earth are boundless.

"Chuck..."

A sharp sound suddenly sounded in the dark night, echoing far away.

The Tianya Excalibur was unsheathed, shining brilliantly in the darkness.

Then the white figure rises up and catches Tianya in the mid-air, the bitter mountain wind suddenly sweeps up, and the autumn water falls like a long sky, turning into a boundless Milky Way, twirling and moving in Xianxiansu's hands, sometimes soaring into the sky in the dark night, sometimes When it lands, it sometimes turns into a streamer in silver clothes.

She bit her lips deeply, closed her eyes, and her body seemed to be floating in the wind, turning into a white floating light. After exhausting all her strength, her face gradually turned pale, and darkness crept in.

Her hand holding the sword slowly dropped.

"Ding!" With a soft crisp sound, the Tianya Divine Sword slowly fell from his hand, and the sharp blade ignored the hard rock, piercing into the stone like snow. middle.

She panted lightly, panting, and then slowly calmed down, her eyes raised, but there was a touch of bewilderment.

Under the faint light, little by little tear stains seemed to have a bit of bitterness.

Carrying one, three, and five volumes of heavenly scriptures, but missing two or four volumes, no matter how high the mind is, Lu Xueqi still cannot directly break through the realm of the supernatural realm, reach the ruins of the realm of great purity, and unlock the mystery of the nine heavens. imprisoned father.

Look up, look at the sky!

The sky is endless...

Who is in the dark, helpless, panting?

There are drops of water, dripping gently, falling on the stone.

The night wind blew, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

At the resting place, Qingyunmen sat around, Xiaozhufeng senior sister Wen Min looked into the darkness from time to time, until she vaguely saw a blue light slowly lighting up.

Wen Min stood up and went forward to meet her.

"Senior sister, I have something to do." Lu Xueqi said silently.

"Where are you going? I'll tell Senior Brother Xiao, let him arrange the itinerary, how about postponing my return to Qingyun Mountain for a few days?" Seeing that Lu Xueqi's expression was a little off, Wen Min couldn't help thinking.

Lu Xueqi shook her head: "No need, I can handle it alone." Her face was a little pale, but her expression was indifferent, she just looked at Senior Sister Wen Min's concerned eyes, lowered her head and took a white jade from her sleeve. The bottle was handed over slowly, and said softly: "Senior Sister and Brother Xiao go back to Qingyun Mountain first, if Master asks, you help me give her this white jade bottle, and ask her to go to the Patriarch's Ancestral Hall."

Wen Min took the white jade bottle handed over by Lu Xueqi with a surprised expression, and seemed to have a lot of questions in his heart, but looking at Lu Xueqi's cold and pale face, Wen Min felt pity for no reason, and couldn't bear to ask any more questions, and she Even though this junior sister is covered with bruises, she is also the most stubborn.

"Be careful."

"it is good."

On the pitch-black ancient road, there was a faint blue light under the night, slightly following the shadow.

East China Sea.

Penglai Fairy Mountain.

The sea and the sky are the same color, like a poem and a picture, between the sky and the earth, it is clear and blue.

A touch of white clothes came on the clouds.

A tree full of bodhi flowers flew down one after another, and a slender white hand caught a petal through the bright sunlight.

The young man shrouded under the misty linden tree, with curled sleeves and fluttering robes, has a face like white jade, eyebrows like green mountains in the distance, eyes as timeless as ink, like a cold pool of frosty sun and mist, like The snowy spring water, red lips and white teeth, are absolutely handsome.

A man with such an appearance is rare in the world, but in Lu Xueqi's eyes, this man is just a thousand-year-old white fox with six tails and a snow-white body.

The white fox under the tree, admiring the flowers, seemed a little surprised by the sudden arrival of Lu Xueqi.

"Come over and have a drink." The white fox was lying under the flower tree with a slender figure, with a suave and suave demeanor, slightly raised his bright eyes, looking at Lu Xueqi who flew down from the depths of the white clouds.

Ten years ago, the woman in white who had saved his life sent him here to recuperate and left.

But for some reason, at that time, he felt that she would come to see him again.

The sea breeze blows, and there is a burst of flower fragrance.

That indifferent white dress, with the rustling petals, seemed to be stepping on the breeze, with a fragrance, walking slowly...