The Qilian Mountains are located on the south side of the Hexi Corridor, starting from the Dangjin Mountain Pass in the west and reaching the Yellow River Valley in the east. Although they also have endless majestic snow peaks, they are not as mysterious as the Kunlun Mountains. It borders the vast Loess Plateau in the east and the drought in the south.

Basin, there are vast and fierce deserts on both sides of the northwest, and the crystal clear snow glaciers shine in the sun. However, in such a harsh environment, the melting snow makes the mountain valleys thrive, and the desert oases are like bright pearls.

, the natural grassland has become a paradise for nomads. Different customs nurture the people of the land and water, and they live together under the protection of the snow peaks.

Nature is selfless and ruthless. It tolerates the prosperity and development of life, and also allows evil forces to hide in it. Just like now the cold wind blows away the morning fog, revealing a rugged and steep cliff road, where tiny human ants

He was trudging up slowly and arduously, but at the next mountain pass he was blown upright by the unbridled wind. What followed was an avalanche without warning, like the god of death waving a sickle and cutting off the line of life.

In a vast expanse of white, the mountain road suddenly broke into two parts, and the people behind were swallowed up without even uttering a cry of surprise.

"Ah... there's someone!" Yun Xiao stood on the Sword Spirit. After they arrived at the Qilian Mountains and confirmed that there were no informants from the Demon Sect around them, they followed Feng Ling to look for traces of the branch. Seeing the merchants in danger, they instinctively let

She changed direction without hesitation, thrust out the flowing fire sword in her hand and diverted the overwhelming avalanche in an instant. Xiao Qianye followed and jumped onto the mountain road. The sword spirit was inserted upside down into the ground, and the black-gold divine power penetrated the pure white sword body.

Countless thin lines overflowed to stabilize the shock. After the shock, everyone's face was as pale as ashes. They were exhausted to the limit, and their purple lips were trembling and speechless.

Yun Xiao helped a businessman sit down and rest. The man was wrapped in a thin gray robe. He seemed to be the leader of the group. She used the flame to stabilize the man's heart and warm the body of the survivor. Then she took a closer look.

Look, there are teenagers all around, and she suddenly became suspicious of them. Yun Xiao asked in confusion: "The business road to Dunhuang is not in this direction. What are you doing here? This mountain road

It doesn’t look like there are people walking around very often. If you’re not careful, you might fall off the cliff and get lost... You won’t stray so far if you get lost, right?”

"Ah Xiao!" Xiao Qianye pulled her back to him, stared at the only adult man with a stern expression, and said in a low voice, "Something's wrong, this is not a caravan!"

The man's face was hidden under the gray robe, and the shadow made the outline look extremely strange. He grinned and said: "Thank you both for helping me, but I can't pass the test of the mountain god. I will be a waste in the holy religion. It's better to stay here and accompany me forever."

Mountain God."

Such incomprehensible words sent a shiver down Yun Xiao's back. Before she could react, scattered firelight flew out of the man's sleeves and penetrated directly into the body of the rescued boy. Suddenly, the children who were shivering from the cold began to cry.

His face became red, and soon a large amount of hot sweat seeped out from his skin, and was blown into ice beads by the surrounding cold wind and began to freeze his body strangely. Although it seemed that he was enduring severe torture, everyone was

They gritted their teeth without saying a word until veins popped out on their faces and backs of their hands, and blood broke through their skin and exploded in their bodies!

In just a few seconds, the snow-capped mountains were dyed a dazzling red by the young man's blood. The man shook the blood spattered on his robe with satisfaction, stood up, took off his hood and turned to the two of them. When he raised his head

Yun Xiaocai suddenly noticed the totem of the holy fire on the other person's forehead, and even the slender pupils were burning with fire. He smiled and said: "The two of you fell from the sky, it seems that you used the skill of sword control. The saintess once said that

A few months ago, a female swordswoman from the Kunlun Mountains took action to hinder the great cause of the Holy Cult. Has support arrived so quickly now?"

"The witch's accomplice?" Yun Xiao suddenly changed his attitude. Thinking of the scene where he had killed so many people just now, he gritted his teeth and said angrily, "What are you going to do with so many children?"

"Outsiders don't need to know about the great cause of the Holy Religion." The man stared at her, as if he was angered by her "witch". The fire in his pupils flickered brighter. He took off his gray robe and threw it down the cliff.

, pierced the palm of his hand with his nails, and the blood swam out like a snake, densely woven into a strange net. Then it was ignited by the fire with a "pop" sound. He clicked his feet and jumped high, with the fire net in his hand clinging to the cliff.

, driving the body to attack as sharply as an eagle in harsh environments.

Before Xiao Qianye could take action, Yun Xiao silently held down his wrist and sneered: "Another one is playing with fire and burning himself. I want him to see clearly what the real 'holy fire' is. Don't do anything, let me deal with it."

he."

As soon as she finished speaking, she pulled out the Flowing Fire Sword from her palm. The man paused for a moment in disbelief. Although he immediately reacted and tried to avoid the sword that struck like lightning, how could the power of the divine fire be resisted by human spells?

?After a round of fighting, he lost his balance and fell quickly to the cliff. He had to fight hard to pierce his body to let the blood flow out faster and more, turning into countless thin threads and sticking to the mountain wall. At this moment, Yun Xiao jumped from the height.

Jumping down, she seemed to be riding on the wind. The tip of the flaming sword extended a hundred meters, piercing the man's chest and throwing him back.

"Ahem..." He instantly realized the huge difference in strength. The man watched in disbelief as the woman who jumped off the cliff with him fell back to his eyes in the next second. He shook the snowdrops on his body and sneered.

Standing up, she approached step by step. Her whole body was burning with holy flames, so hot and so pure. The wind was stagnated by the invisible force. The clouds and fog dispersed and her vision became clear again. However, he looked at her in a trance with extreme expression.

With longing eyes, he murmured: "The Holy Fire... is the Holy Fire!"

"Who are you?" Yun Xiao didn't talk nonsense to him. The man suddenly came back to his senses and felt the extremely fierce murderous aura coming from the other person. His expression slowly changed subtly, but soon the pair

The flaming pupils extinguished all emotions and became blank and empty. He raised his eyebrows and snorted disdainfully, "Pretending to be a ghost."

"You..." Yun Xiao was scolded by him and laughed loudly, "This is what I want to say. The witch is pretending to be a ghost in Dunhuang. One moment she dances with the gods, the next she holds a ceremony, and talks about the reincarnation of the undead.

The salvation ceremony was actually just the effect of the drug sprinkled in the torch, making the unsuspecting people believe your lies. I just dealt with the witch, and as soon as I entered the mountain, I met another one who was even more outrageous.

Let me ask you again, who are you from the Demon Cult, and what are you going to do with those children?"

The man still looked at her without fear with his eyes as if he were looking at death. He raised his hand to his chest, then slowly lit the sacred fire pattern on his forehead, and silently recited a prayer to the west.

"Pray that your gods will come down from the sky to save you?" Yun Xiao looked at him unhurriedly, sneered and took a step back, her eyes suddenly filled with disgust, "No god will come to save you, even if there is -

He can’t pass my level either.”

As the last word fell sonorously and powerfully, a huge flame suddenly ignited on the top of the snow-capped mountain. The man's face was filled with ecstasy, and his lips trembled slightly with excitement. He couldn't help but kneel down and worship in the direction of the flame.

Everyone looked over together and saw that at the end of the white mountains, there was really a red-orange fire burning, igniting the entire mountain range from one mountain top, making them unable to tell the truth from the truth for a moment. Xiao Qianye's eyes suddenly condensed, cautious.

Pulling Yun Xiao to his side, he saw strange light emerging from the flames and scattering in all directions. The man also closed his eyes and sang loudly as if he was possessed by a demon: "The holy fire is shining, have mercy on us people! The holy fire is shining, save all living beings!"

The lights flying out from the flames seemed to be able to hear his call. There was really a beam of light falling in the distance with a long tail. The man stretched out his hands ecstatically, as if he wanted to catch the beam of light.

The closer the fire came, the moment the light passed over a big mountain in front of him, Xiao Qianye no longer hesitated, Li Kong Sword passed by, and the man's head rolled to the ground, still staring with longing eyes.

In the light of the fire, his body remained standing, with only a stream of blood splashing out from his severed neck, dyeing the ground under his feet red.

"Fire..." Yun Xiao stared blankly, her mind a little wandering for some reason, her eyes suddenly spread out, and she murmured to herself irrationally, "That's mine, my fire... Hell, a fugitive...

"

"Ah Xiao?" Xiao Qianye's heart tightened when he heard the dust-laden past in her mouth. He immediately grabbed her hand and held her in his arms. Yun Xiao's body was trembling violently. Countless strangers and strangers passed by in front of his eyes.

Familiar scenes, those pictures were obscured by obstacles, seeming to be close before our eyes yet far away in the horizon.

"Axiao..." He hugged her and called her name gently, and jumped down the cliff to avoid the increasingly dense firelight.

She leaned on her shoulder, her face turning from rosy to pale in an instant. She held his wrist with all her strength with one hand, as if she was holding a life-saving straw and refused to let go for a second. In the process of falling,

Her eyes were still looking at the brilliance of the flowing fire in the sky in confusion. Her sight seemed to be able to see a wider world across the sky. She saw a door to the void cracked there, and saw a bunch of frightening fire falling from the sky and falling into the mortal world.

The sky... split open, and a flaming meteor shower filled every corner of the sight. The fires, carrying the breath of killing that had been brewing for a long time, were scattered across the vast continent.

"Ah Xiao, Ah Xiao..." She listened to the anxious calls in her ears, but her body was too slow to give any response. After landing safely, Xiao Qianye hugged her and hid in a windless cave.

Here, to help her stabilize her mind, Yun Xiao coughed heavily, and the memories hidden deep in the fire began to move intricately, with the unknown past, causing her to hold her chest and cough out a mouthful of blood, followed closely by

Uncontrollable tears, even though she couldn't feel anything, she was so sad that she kept crying.

Completely unable to know what was going on with her abnormality, Xiao Qianye could only hold her tightly and comfort her softly until she collapsed and raised her eyes to look at him, asking desperately: "What the hell am I?"

…What the hell am I?”

He looked at Yun Xiao seriously and answered clearly every word: "You are my wife and the person I love most."

Although her answer was clearly wrong, Yun Xiao let out a sigh of relief and let go, as if the question had exhausted all her strength. She leaned on his shoulder and closed her eyes to take a nap. Xiao Qianye patted her back gently, but she felt like this in the bottom of her heart.

Thunder exploded - Could the holy fire believed in by the Demon Cult really have anything to do with A Xiao? Why did she suddenly say things like "Heavenly Prison" and "Fugitive", the pain that two generations of emperors had erased and refused to pass on?
Chapter completed!