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Chapter eight hundred and ninety nine: beheaded

Before he finished speaking, the mountains under his feet suddenly shaking, as if some amazing force was roaring out from the ground. Suddenly, the clear moonlight was covered by thick fog, and a strange golden light rushed straight into the sky like a sharp arrow from the distant snow peak. Soon the air was filled with a faint smell of blood. After the violent vibration, it was a creepy quiet. Several people looked at the source of the vibration at the same time, and they all took a breath of cold air and showed an uneasy expression.

The fog became thicker and thicker, covering its sight, but at this moment, everyone clearly felt the familiar divine power rushing through the mountains and then disappearing again.

The golden light exploded out of thin air and disappeared in another moment, causing the snow-capped mountains in the distance to show a magnificent outline and then disappeared into the darkness.

"Di Zhong!" Huang Yan shouted coldly, and left Yun Xiao's light and left. Feng Ming immediately followed closely. The top of the mountain was silent. Only Yun Xiao held Xiao Qianye's wrist tightly, lowered his head and suppressed the urge to rush out with all his might. He tried his best to calm down and let himself stand indifferently. A voice repeatedly in his mind, jumping in the tip of his heart - I won't worry about you anymore, no matter what happens... I won't care about you anymore.

There was a strong shock in Kunlun territory. After Tianche calmly comforted the disciples, Xi Jianping quickly returned to normal. He looked over with lingering fear. Seeing Yun Xiao pushing the wheelchair as if nothing had happened, she was still smiling faintly on her face, and she didn't look at the direction of the vibration again for a second. At this moment, Feng Jiuqing had been standing on the top of the mountain of the Jianfeng Peak. He could feel that the huge impact of the divine power in that place was definitely not an ordinary earthquake. But when he saw his daughter running over without knowing it, he waved his arm at him from afar, he was slightly stunned, and swallowed the words he wanted to ask again.

Feng Jiuqing glanced at Xiao Qianye, and the two of them were tacitly unwilling to speak. Yun Xiao grabbed his arm and said to himself: "Qianye, there is something I want to discuss with you. Xiaoqian came to me a few days ago and said that Senior Sister Tang has not returned yet and has not even sent back the letters to her every month. Now the trial of the disciple is over. Senior Brother must have a lot of things to deal with. After thinking about it, I decided to go to Dunhuang. On the one hand, I have to find Senior Sister, and on the other hand, I also need to investigate what Lei Gongmo is doing, but your injury has not healed yet. Otherwise, I will go..."

"I'll go with you." He continued without hesitation. Unexpectedly, the two of them were considering going together in this matter. Yun Xiao gritted his teeth and said, "Sister Sister had exposed the sword spirit when she was forced to rob the law field. If Lei Gongmo had already noticed this, she would probably be wary of Kunlun disciples now. If we were not able to reveal our identity in the past, it doesn't matter. My flame can condense into a sword, but your empty sword must be kept in the gap and cannot be taken out."

Feng Jiuqing didn't like him at first, so he immediately followed up with a sarcastic opportunity: "He was not good at learning magic, but now he is in a mess and can't use weapons. Wouldn't he be with you? Or I'd better accompany you to Dunhuang to find someone."

The next second, he clearly saw a flash of disgust on his daughter's face. He pursed his lips and ignored his words, and continued, "No further ado, I will go back to the room to pack my luggage. I will say hello to my senior brother and set off to Dunhuang quickly."

"So urgent?" Xiao Qianye and Feng Jiuqing asked in unison. Yun Xiao nodded seriously and had already jogged to the room. He did not forget to turn around and add, "Of course it's very urgent. Dunhuang is so far away and we are not familiar with the place. Even if we rush over now, we still have to spend time looking for opportunities to investigate many things."

"A Xiao..." Xiao Qianye suddenly called her by chance. She stopped and turned around. Her eyes were calm. However, his heart was tides rising and falling for a long time. He clenched his fists hard and said softly for a while, "A Xiao, I'll listen to your decision, if you..."

Yun Xiao had no expression on his face, and he looked at his eyes and said word by word: "Is there anything more important than going to Dunhuang to find a senior sister?"

After saying that, she turned around and ran back to the room. Xiao Qianye and Feng Jiuqing both exchanged expressions. The more calm she looked, the more difficult it was to hide the panic deep in her heart. It seemed that if she would have an irresistible emotion that would burst out and she could only escape without looking back.

Going north of the Sword Peak, Kunwu Mountain is in the middle of a towering snow peak. Under the clear starlight, the pale mountains were stained with dazzling blood like ink. The center became thicker, turning all the snow-capped mountains within a radius of hundreds of miles into purgatory blood peaks. However, contrary to the horrifying scenes seen at the eyes, the air was unprecedentedly fresh, and the misty divine power was scattered in the wind, making the ghosts and monsters living in the valley drool and dare not approach them without authorization.

Di Zhong leaned against the gravel, and his body was empty for a while before he gathered his form again. Gu Chen quietly fell into the snow. He wanted to try to pick it up, but his palm passed through the hilt of the knife. He was stunned for a moment, and could only smile helplessly, and simply sat on the ground, closing his eyes to adjust his breath.

As soon as he arrived at Kunwu Mountain, he noticed that the divine power was the same as the lake in Wuyan Valley. After several explorations, he found that there was no lake like a lake surrounded by mountains. However, if you carefully observe, you could see the floating water droplets. In such a cold climate of Kunlun Mountain, it not only did not freeze into ice, but instead showed a faint warmth. The moment he reached out to hold it into his palm, he could even clear the mind and be a very rare and powerful force.

It was the barrier left by Queen Mother of the West, protecting the real Xianchi from being violated. Just as he was about to forcibly destroy this invisible barrier, a blurred figure suddenly transformed into the hazy cold mist, and bowed to him with a bow down on one knee. Perhaps it was attracted by the divine power from the afterimage of the Heavenly Emperor. Xi You, the guardian of the divine world who was stationed in Xianchi under the order of Queen Mother of the West, actually appeared unexpectedly. Xi You was very courteous to him. Until he stepped into it, he saw the scene in front of him that was as bright as the willows and flowers, the giant Tianchi suddenly appeared in his eyes, intertwined with colorful and misty light. The sun rose in the valley and bathed in the magnificence of Xianchi, he really felt it in the scene.

He used this trust and then killed Xiyou with his backhand. Shen Shou looked at him in shock, and he still maintained a respectful posture until Gu Chen's blade cut his head. His incredible pupils were full of innocent longing. Such sincere eyes without any impurities seemed to have Yun Xiao, which made him look guilty and distracted in his eyes in an instant. The strong feelings in his void body suddenly swelled up. The pain and sadness that had been suppressed for a long time made him feel like a knife and had to kill him. In an instant, blood splashed out, dyeing the nearby mountains into blood red. The barrier of Queen Mother of the West showed a violent shock, causing the entire Kunlun area to burst out with an earthquake-like cry.

When everything was settled, he realized that his body of the Divine Schizophrenic Technique had somehow dispersed in the cold wind. He obviously had not encountered any counterattack at all, and the mental pressure was unprecedentedly heavy.

He sat on the snow, listening to the sound of the wind that was gradually calming down in his ears, the star was silently staring under the bright night. I wonder if the distant gods were also looking at him, watching him wipe out all his pride with his own hands, and betrayed all his trust in the most disgusting way.

A figure fell lightly in front of him. Di Zhong was slightly refreshed. Then he heard a sarcastic smile. Huang Yan looked around the blood stains all over the mountains, looking at the strands of golden threads that were not easy to detect in the air, and said coldly: "What is there here worthy of your concealment?"

"It's a scattered grass." Di Zhong replied casually, avoiding the crucial core and said lightly, "The scattered grass in recent years is this scattered grass. Although it has found its whereabouts, it is too dangerous. It still has to be covered with magic barriers to avoid any troubles..."

"You lied to me." Huang Yan didn't believe it at all, and raised his hand and pointed at the surroundings, "What did you kill? This special divine power is exactly the same as the gods in the silent valley. Could it be the subordinate of Queen Mother of the West?"

"It doesn't matter what you kill." Di Zhong looked at him without a trace of hesitation. "Only under the Fusang tree, the sacred grass can grow red flower branches that are clear and conscious after being nourished by the Fusang fruit. Otherwise, if you lose the checks and balances, you will go to another extreme and become a poison with a strong hallucination addiction. Although you don't know where the sacred tree is, I took a few sacred grass and took it back for Perilla to study, and maybe there will be progress."

Huang Yan frowned tightly, his red pupils were already aroused by anger, and he gritted his teeth: "I don't want to listen to these nonsense. I'm not interested in grass, fusang trees, poison. Since I am the guard of Queen Mother of the West, I'm stationed in the hinterland of Kunlun, and you are not injustice or revenge. You are not the kind of guy who can kill all the things you want. There must be other reasons for you to kill them at will."

"Believe it or not." Di Zhong replied calmly, not wanting to get entangled with him. At this moment, the light of the sword spirit suddenly flashed across the sky. The familiar white light fell into the distance like a meteor, which also made his thinking slightly shake, and there was a brief blank.

A few seconds later, it was Feng Ming's voice that woke him from confusion, shaking his shoulders and his face was heavy, and he looked towards the direction where the sword spirit disappeared with sharp edges, and said in a low voice: "Although you have recovered a lot than before, he cannot be far away, let alone stay away for too long. I'll chase him back, you will go back to the silent valley first..."

"Forget it." Di Zhong slowly stood up. Although his body was a little distracted, his consciousness was extremely clear. "Let them go."

Feng Ming wanted to speak but stopped, but Huang Yan grinned and mocked: "Women are really the most unreliable thing in the world. It's hard for you to be infatuated with her. She can still follow other men without looking back. Haha, it's so ridiculous, right?"
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