Tease the Heavens

Ji Jiu was flying in the sky, the mountains and rivers at his feet were like a scene, and the thick clouds around him were like ink, and he passed by quickly. Although the wind was blowing, and the cold rain hit his body, he couldn't move his eyes like an ancient well, indifferent and unconcerned.

Thousands of miles below, there is a bleak scene. The war is raging, the people are in chaos, and the two empires are at war. The border city of Linchuan bears the brunt. The ancient city, which was as majestic as a mountain, has survived years of wind and frost, but now it has been enveloped by the fire , From a distance, the smoke covers the sky and the sun is like an endless curtain, casting a heavy shadow.

The raging fire has been on the city wall for a long time, and the charred corpses piled up in mountains and fell on the corners of the wall.

The river was stained with blood, thousands of corpses floated on the shore, stumps were everywhere, and the soil was soaked in maroon, as if it had been burned by fire.

Ji Jiu glanced at the place, sighed secretly, and looked a bit regretful, "The city with a population of tens of thousands is destroyed like this, and so many souls are wasted in vain."

People die like lights go out, especially ordinary people who have no cultivation. Their souls only have a light and shadow. After death, they dissipate into the world and cannot last forever. For warriors who practice the magic way, those souls are infinitely useful. If they are collected in time, alchemy, weapon refining, formation formation, soul fusion... everything can be done.

There are not a few cities like Linchuan City, and what Ji Jiu sees now is just a microcosm of the war swept through. The war between the two second-rate forces is a natural disaster for ordinary people and adventurers.

Ji Jiu's figure passed over Linchuan City. Although the thick smoke was high, it couldn't block his path. Then he rushed north, like a long rainbow.

The journey of thousands of miles, for the Nachuan warriors, it only takes an hour to arrive. Seeing a green forest appearing from the front, Ji Jiu slowed down and fell from the air, stepping on the top of an ancient tree, carrying his hands on his back. , far away.

In front of him, he actually sensed a familiar aura, it was Qin Hao.

"Qin Taidi, it seems that you will run wherever you have the chance." His eyes narrowed, Ji Jiu sensed the demon seed planted in Qin Hao's body, knew his current direction, and also understood to his current situation. In fact, most of the reason for planting the magic seed was to monitor all the movements of Qin Hao.

"Haha, the Treasure Rat is still useful." Ji Jiu's smile deepened, and with a movement of her steps, she disappeared from the spot.

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The ancient trees are green, and the green hills mirror each other.

The thin mist rises slowly from the forest, shuttles through the gaps in the bushes like a spirituality, the birds chirping and the beasts chirping, like a fairyland, the mist wets the robes of many pedestrians, and also fascinates their eyes.

In the distance, the sunset is gradually sinking, but here is like early morning. A clear line separates the two worlds. It is a slow stream half a zhang wide.

The stream flows out of the mountain, winding down around the mountainside, to an unknown place.

On the trail, the three walked slowly.

"Zi Yi, this place is really extraordinary, the air is sweet, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, the four seasons are like the morning, and there seems to be a vigor in the ground. If ordinary people live here for a long time, they will have no problem in relieving illness and pain, and prolonging their lives for a hundred years. In other words, it is undoubtedly a piece of heaven and earth."

A slender, handsome-faced man in brocade clothes held a broken fan with a hollowed edge, tapped his palm, and said to the woman in the purple skirt with a smile on his face.

The woman in the purple skirt covered her face with a white gauze, only revealing a pair of shuiqiu pupils and distant mountain-like dark eyebrows. The blue silk was like ink on her back. She had a slender figure and full breasts. The jade legs are slender, and it is Zhao Ziyi, the seventh princess of the Northern Border Empire.

She heard the man speak, nodded, and said in a cold voice, "I heard Qin Hao said before that this place has only become like this in January, and I have never heard of such a scene before."

Qin Hao, with a calm face and a handsome face, has returned to his true face. He is dressed as a bodyguard, and he is one step behind the woman. Hearing this, he glanced at the woman, and wriggled his lower lip, as if he wanted to speak, but in the end he chose to keep his mouth shut.

He is still very confused now. Half a month ago, he met a woman who was seriously injured and was chased and killed by a group of Chiliao Empire soldiers. He didn't want to intervene, but he still managed to save her for some reason. At that time, the woman was dying and her life was dying. He thought he could be hardhearted, but he stayed to take care of her.

Ji Jiu knew about this matter, so he could only sigh at the power of the protagonist's halo, the peach blossoms and so on, which were simply endless.

The handsome man in brocade clothes walking in front heard Zhao Ziyi mention Qin Hao's name and smiled disapprovingly. It was only a servant who just happened to save Zhao Ziyi's life, and he could pay him any favors.

He traveled thousands of miles here, of course, to pursue Zhao Ziyi and win the favor of the beauty, but it was a pity that he came a step late, and the chance for a hero to save the beauty was snatched by that servant boy.

"Hehe, it seems that there will be spiritual things born here." The man in the brocade clothes smiled, his handsome face was enough to make most women hearts, and the faint light on the folding fan in his hand was a spiritual tool with the function of treasure hunting.

Qin Hao glanced at him and knew that this young master had a great background. His name was Song Qingyun. Even Zhao Ziyi, the Seventh Princess of the Northern Border Empire, had been friends with him on weekdays, and there was no lack of attention to his words.

"Qin Hao said that there is a small ore vein here, which is rich in low-grade spirit stones, but judging from the concentration of spirit energy between heaven and earth, it seems to be more than that." Zhao Ziyi frowned slightly, glanced at the source of the stream on the mountain, and said a bit. uncertain.

Song Qingyun nodded and said with a smile: "It is true, this place is much more magical than other places, and even the war has not spread here."

Zhao Ziyi's eyes dimmed at the mention of the word "war". She came here for experience, but unfortunately her whereabouts were exposed. She was ambushed on the way by a general of the Chiliao Empire, and all her followers died, even the old servant who watched her grow up. To die, choose to perish with the general.

Fortunately, she met Qin Hao and was rescued by him. Otherwise, she would have already died, and there would be no chance for her to come here to hunt for treasure.

For Qin Hao, her feelings are very complicated. She has gratitude for saving her life, embarrassment for having her veil lifted, and sympathy for the broken family... Many emotions are intertwined, and they converge into the strangeness of today.

"Follow the fork on the right to reach Lingxi Valley."

Qin Hao suddenly interrupted at the right time. Because there was a fork in the road ahead, he was afraid that the two would not know the path, so he reminded him aloud. After all, he had been here before.

After the fall of the Dasao Gang, his identity as Qin Taidi disappeared, but he tried to find Niu Daniu, Chen Xiaomei and others, but unfortunately there was no news, maybe they were all dead. He came to Lingxi Valley once to find Niu Daniu, but the mine there had already collapsed, and there was no living person except for a few bodies that were smashed by stones.

Being reminded by Qin Hao, Song Qingyun glanced at him immediately, with a smile that was not a smile, and said, "I know that." The treasure fan in his hand is so magical that no ordinary person can understand it.

Qin Hao blushed, touched his nose, and was a little embarrassed.

Zhao Ziyi gave him a sideways glance, motioning him not to talk nonsense, so as not to be embarrassed, but Song Qingyun caught the expression of this wave of light, and he immediately frowned, his eyes intriguing.

In such a small place, under the age of 20 can reach the mortal rank release stage, which can be called a monster, but for them, it is not worthwhile, and Qin Hao's foundation is obviously unstable, his breath is vain, and his vision is slightly larger. Anyone can see that he is cultivating a cultivation method that helps to remove the seedlings. On what basis, Qin Hao can be favored by Zhao Ziyi?

Song Qingyun's eyes were dark, and he immediately shook his head, laughing at himself. He was more real, a little person like an ant, who could be pinched to death if he stretched out his hand.

However, Song Qingyun can't see now that Qin Hao has stopped cultivating the "Life and Creation", and has changed to Zhao Ziyi's "Dragon Controlling Heart Method" passed down by Zhao Ziyi. Wanted by the royal family.

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Ji Jiu's figure appeared from three people ten meters away, quietly, and no one noticed. In his hand, he was holding an old man in a brocade robe with white hair and loose skin like tree bark. The old man's eyes were wide and his expression Fear, no life.

The old man entered the spiritual realm and cultivated in the sea-opening stage. He followed the three secretly. He must be the protector of the man in the brocade. However, when Ji Jiu found out, he crushed his neck and absorbed all the blood and essence. of dryness. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

Ji Jiu smiled and watched the three of them go away. Immediately, with a push of her palm, the old man's body suddenly shattered into ashes like porcelain, and was then swept up by the fog in the forest and scattered into the soil.

With a flick of his body, Ji Jiu disappeared from the spot again.

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The deeper you go, the narrower the mountain road becomes. Occasionally, the mountain wind blows away the clouds and mists, revealing the bottomless deep cliff below. If ordinary people take a look, they will tremble and walk softly.

"Why do I feel like there are eyes staring at us in the dark?"

Zhao Ziyi was walking on the road when her eyebrows were suddenly raised, and she looked back with a confused expression.

Qin Hao also looked back, but apart from the gradually darkening sky and the chirping of birds and beasts, there was nothing else in the forest, but the fog seemed thinner than before.

Song Qingyun smiled disapprovingly and said, "Haha, Zi Yi's perception is amazing. You must have sensed my old slave in the sea-expanding period. He followed me all the way to protect me secretly, so you don't need to worry."

Zhao Ziyi felt relieved when she heard the words, but the feeling of trembling as if being stared at by a powerful monster was still like a maggot in her tarsus, and it was always a bit similar to the feeling when she was ambushed.

Qin Hao was extremely horrified, and a huge wave broke out in his heart. He didn't dare to look at Song Qingyun again. For him, a warrior in the sea-opening period was already a powerful existence sitting in the sky and looking down at all beings. He didn't expect that he was just an old slave. .

His mortal enemy, Bai Fengtian, the elder of the Luoxia Sect, is only in the open sea stage.

The three continued on their way.

"Several, please stay." Suddenly, a faint voice came from behind the three.

A middle-aged man with a fair complexion and a blue shirt walked step by step from a distance. His footsteps were extremely slow, but he appeared in front of the three in a flash.

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