snow every week

As early as a few months ago, Zhu Yimen had a little understanding of the whole body of Buzhou Mountain. Later, with the help of the emperor who lived here before, all forces cooperated with each other. In a valley, a large formation was laid.

In order to wait for the formation to take shape, the emperor's body matched the formation, and it was delayed until now.

"I remember that Sodehime entered the valley not long ago, and she joined the ranks of building the formation non-stop. I don't think I've ever fully enjoyed the scenery here."

The male cultivator who spoke out had a slightly green beard and looked middle-aged, but his identity should not be underestimated to be able to roam around this central hinterland at this time.

The female cultivator in Biyi, that is, Qing Luoxiuji, glanced at him lightly, and said that she had already figured out the boundaries of this place for leisure and rest, but she also knew that because of Song Yuan's escape, it was her stupid apprentice who wrote it. , I am afraid that now everyone thinks that Song Yuan is begging for the old kindness from him, and they are all wary of her.

The emperor has a weird appearance, is cold and withdrawn, and doesn't care about people's words. There is only one thing that can set an example for the whole world to be a husband, and that is to obey Song Yuan's words very, very, very much.

If he hadn't listened to the advice of Zhu Yimen who had been respectful to him before, and wanted to seek longevity for Song Yuan, he had reluctantly concealed the fact that Song Yuan was ill. I am afraid that Song Yuan would know, and just say a word, and this alien husband who was completely attached to him would be changed. face, turned around and stretched out the sharp claws that could easily tear apart the Nascent Soul's body.

It's a dangerous move, but it's also a poisonous one. A pair of lovers who love each other and are considerate. They also write the words of mortals. They are idiots who resent women. They promise so many vows in this life and the next life. Together, let alone such a capable emperor.

But now that Song Yuan is fleeing, he will never let it go.

Qing Luoxiu Ji was silent, and then said: "His body has been corroded by more than half, but the power has not weakened by half, but has become stronger. If he survives, have you ever thought..."

Not to mention the present, what kind of threats will they face in the future?

Li Zhenren thought that she was entrusted by Song Yuan to sway people, so he just shook his head and said generously: "Then let's come, for the future disciples and grandchildren to ascend the immortal road, although there are thousands of people, I will go."

Old man, to put it nicely, it is not you who is going to go now.

"That's good."

Qing Luoxiuji was noncommittal, she was still far from flying, and she loved pleasure, and she didn't have such persistent thoughts of survival.

In fact, she was more worried about the so-called Heavenly Pillar breaking the ground, but now, she is powerless to stop it, and if she doesn't get involved, He Huanzong will only be ridiculed by the whole world.

Li Zhenren still wanted to dial a few words secretly, and said: "The bottom of this valley is natural, just enough to accommodate a large formation, the appearance of the emperor is even more miraculous, and Zhu Yimen happens to be recorded, as if there is God's will in the dark, isn't it... .”

The news of the Hehuan Sect is not slow, Qing Luoxiu Ji knows exactly what they have done, these people are just thinking about being famous.

So she just nodded, cut off the conversation and said: "Understood, there is no need to be like this, one person's favor is not as great as the entire Hehuan Sect." After speaking, she raised her sleeves and stepped, pulled out a hairpin-shaped flying spirit treasure, and turned to Gudi away from the snow cliff.

The snow cliff is high and dangerous. If the ceremony starts, it may be shaken and collapsed. The scenery on the top is good, but it looks less and less every day, because it is windy and cold above, and there are few disciples going there. There are only sporadic disciples on duty. Luo Xiuji will go to sit down when she is free.

Li Zhenren stood still for a while, seeing that she hadn't moved, he went back to find the deacon disciples, to discuss the arrangement of taking turns guarding the barrier in the near future.

Even if Song Yuan recovers his cultivation base, no matter what kind of natural and earthly treasures he eats, what kind of gifted wizards, he is no more than a Nascent Soul. Many Nascent Soul cultivation bases, it is not easy to guard against him, not to mention Song Yuan's master, Yu Hengjun does not participate in the big formation this time, with him in charge, it may be difficult for a god to break through.

When Li Zhenren thought about this, he felt that he was more or less worried.

That's Song Yuan's master, how many pounds does Song Yuan have?As long as you keep an eye on Qing Luoxiu Ji, it doesn't matter if Song Yuan has any skills.

But worrying too much is a good thing, and everything can be done well if everything is well-planned.

He glanced at Qing Luoxiu Ji on the snow cliff again.

Can't be erroneous, can't be merciful.

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Finally came this day, the great formation was completed, and the emperor's body was fused to perfection. Worried that the disciples with lower cultivation levels would not be able to withstand the collapse of the sky, they had already evacuated to the nearby main city.

There is only one powerful person who neither maintains the formation nor disperses from his disciples, and that is Jun Yuheng.

"Elder Nine, Deacon Elder is asking to see you."

Yu Hanling nodded when he heard the words, signaling to summon him.

After a while, the deacon elder came with a disciple wearing the uniform of an outer sect disciple, bowed as soon as he entered the door, and said: "Ninth Elder, this person is Luo Puyun, an outer sect disciple, who just claimed to report something important."

Yu Hanling's gaze lightly fell on Luo Puyun: "What's the matter?"

What matters now?

Luo Pu bowed his body and said respectfully: "It's about Song Yuan, the second disciple of the Ninth Elder."

Yu Hanling stood up, his eyes were sharp, and he said with care like gold: "Say."

Luo Puyun seemed to be forced by his majesty, so he maintained that kneeling posture, lowered his face, and said in a low voice: "I have a friend who is a loose cultivator. He came here after hearing the news. Talking with him, I happened to get news from Senior Brother Song."

The deacon elder at the side added: "The daughter-in-law of the Northern Territory is from the Hehuan Sect, and she used to have an old relationship with Song Yuan."

To be precise, it was Youen, who wondered that she would assist Song Yuan.

Yu Hanling nodded upon hearing the words: "Continue."

Luo Puyun wiped his sweat, and continued: "However, the disciple's friend passed on the letter to the people of Nvjunguo. It seems that a few days ago, Song Yuan had already set off, and he was heading for the villages and towns down the mountain."

The elder deacon then asked: "You mean, he is in the town right now?"

Luo Puyun said: "This... I can't guarantee it, but my friend told me that the restaurant in this town is opened by a woman from the country, so I begged the elder deacon to see me for me."

"That's right, everyone else has been dismissed and evacuated. Is it him or who is still here?" The elder deacon nodded, seeming to be more eager than Yu Hanling, and asked for his opinion, "Elder, don't we ..."

Yu Hanling lowered his eyelashes, silently watching Luo Puyun who was kneeling on the ground, until a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead, then he raised his steps: "That's fine."

Although he captured Prince Wuyan, but now that the two worlds of humans and demons are joining forces, he has to let him go. Song Yuan, every word he said was to shake and deceive him, and everything he did was to escape him. In Song Yuan's heart, the righteousness, benevolence and filial piety that he has learned in ten or twenty years have all disappeared.

The so-called love, in the end there is no conclusion.

How can it make him feel happy?

He walked slowly, as if he didn't know how much he was oppressing others, and he couldn't see anyone trembling under his gaze.

When he was in front of Luo Puyun, he looked down condescendingly.

"look up."

The kneeling disciple was heroic and strong, but trembling under his gaze, he raised an equally heroic face.

He could feel Yu Hanling's eyes wandering over his face, bringing phantom pain like ice blade cutting.

Fortunately, Yu Hanling quickly withdrew his gaze and said.

"very good."

She left such a word of appreciation, and then walked away.

The deacon and elder took Luo Puyun out of the hall, and just as he was giving orders, a strange sense of oppression swept over the hearts of the two of them.

The two of them looked towards the direction of the valley at the same time, and saw that in the valley covered by heavy snow peaks, several rays of light suddenly burst out, such as columnar lights of thick purple, frost blue, emerald green, brilliant gold, etc. , forming a huge hollow cylinder.

The digital and powerful wires scattered, startling a few rare beasts to run away, destroying the avalanche, and Luo Puyun's cultivation level was low, at this moment, he felt a surge in his heart, and his blood surged, causing him to breathe heavily suddenly .

The elder deacon's face changed slightly, he immediately pulled out the flying treasure, quickly sent him to the town, and told him to leave immediately.

Luo Puyun swallowed a elixir, he didn't care to meditate on the spot to restore his energy and blood, and immediately used his sword to find Ah Shuang who was placed in the main city.

He is just an outer disciple, so logically speaking, he shouldn't have such a precious spirit sword, but Ah Shuang insisted on giving it to him because he was afraid that he would not be able to fight and run away.

Up to now, he can only secretly rejoice that Song Yuan never wanted him to get too involved in this matter. After passing through the barrier built by the sect, he immediately asked him to discard the invisible cloak that Song Yuan was hiding in, otherwise he would answer the question later. , I am afraid that Yu Hengjun will see it at a glance.

When Luo Puyun stepped on the sword and left the town, he looked back again, that small white peak.

It is strange that Senior Brother Song Yuan has been staring at it before, so in his eyes, it is not only the extreme cold peak that can destroy people's lives, but also the love nest between him and the emperor.

When love is deep, it becomes crazy.

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I was wondering if I should change the introduction after I finished it. I feel like it’s not particularly emmm bloody. It’s so hard for people to run in with their pants and trousers, and go out with neat clothes, but it feels a little bit different. Pinch, it's all my fault that I want to write this and that, I'm annoyed, I don't want to be scolded, my sons help me with my advice.

I also want to change the small gray characters

I quite like the couple Luo Puyun, the ambitious love idiot who is poor and poor x does not like to pull down the arrogant face, the ordinary casual cultivator, the real phoenix man Daba, the poverty alleviation wife Sihasha in the novel, Pull it down if you don’t love it, and help the next one (the benefits of a career), the old dog who has been cultivated has a head as big as a bucket, barks loudly, bites other dogs, wags his tail with blood on his face, and dare not rub his wife’s expensive clothes , whimper humming turned around twice, squatted down on the spot and begged his wife with watery dog ​​eyes: How can I not want treasure? ! !

If it is hard to say, it is the young Bernanshan, the strong father of the dog 1 Nanbowan.

the above is me going crazy