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"Are you awake?" Xiao Liuzi, who was directing the transfer of his property, saw the boy at the stairs and hurriedly greeted him.

"This is the shopkeeper..." the young man asked Hu Lai.

"Don't worry about these things for now, hurry up and wake up your uncles and uncles upstairs, clean up, and let's leave in the afternoon." Xiao Liuzi glanced at the confined door upstairs.

"Let's go, why go? Where are I going? Why am I here? The murderers who chased the wings of the long bow and walked at night? What happened last night? What's my mother..." The young man Hu Lai's mind was confused, and there were too many questions that he could not do.

explain.

Faced with the questioning of a series of beads, Xiao Liuzi was also quite infatuated. There was no way, and the person who tied the bell was needed to untie it. He also wanted to ask why.

Ask whom?

It’s only Mr. Bai!

So he pulled the boy out of the inn and pointed to the lively street: "See, walk along this street, turn right after four hundred meters, turn left after five hundred meters, and then walk to the end,

I saw a villa where an old man with white hair lived..."

Xiao Liuzi guides the way.

The young man looked for the answer with a lot of questions.

...

The morning light is dim and the cool breeze is swaying.

Bai Zhiqiu lay on a bamboo chair, clamping a piece of blue and white falling in the yard, and then watched it wither and turn into ashes when it instantly withered and turned into ashes.

The only saint in the world smiled helplessly.

It is the 324th fallen flowers.

From last night to this morning, in just two or three hours, three long blue and white trees in the courtyard completely dried up. This means that the sixty-four sealed caves protected by Hua Jingci have been broken.

Yes, in addition to the grave forest that he had patched, there were other powerful aliens who opened two space channels, and at this moment they had even met with the culprit of the Slaughter of Feijia Town.

As the highest person in the world, Bai Zhiqiu could only watch everything happen, but it was very difficult to stop it...

"Can't wait any longer." Bai Zhiqiu looked up at the sky, and his figure no longer knew where he had gone.

The saint smiled at the flower and made a choice for the people of the world.

...

I missed the silly.

Standing in the door and looking at the green and white trees in the garden, I couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

A hand suddenly rested on his thin shoulder.

Hu Lai turned his head and looked up at Uncle Jin Liu. The stubborn boy who was not afraid of the bandits in the Daqimen Sect killing god at all. At this moment, tears were like pearls, dripping.

Uncle Jin Liu sighed and said, "Let's go, child."

Still bustling

The streets are roiled.

One big and one small walking today, it seems out of place. Whether it is the traveler who travels, the practitioners who come from afar, or the people living in the local area for a long time, they all have a habitat when they move up and down.

Because there is a home.

But teenagers and middle-aged people are no longer home.

Where should we return?

When he was young, he made a mistake in his studies. He changed his name to Jin Buchang, a middle-aged man was silent along the way. Every now and then he lowered his head and looked at the boy who was acting recklessly, and his worries were hard to hide.

Hu came from Youconghui.

I get along much with Uncle Jin Liu, so I can feel the latter's expression and aura even if I am absent-minded.

Without waiting for Uncle Jin Liu to speak, Hu Lai asked, "Uncle Jin Liu, just say it if you have something to do."

Jin Buhuan looked at the vast crowd of people on the street: "Last night, did you see that Brother Luo?"

Hu Lai stopped suddenly.

I kept thinking about the chaotic scene of last night, and a touch of incredible pain unknowingly climbed up the boy's dark cheeks.

...

The sand here is red.

The wind blew the red sand, revealing the bones of the corpse and bones that were buried in unknown years and in the past and were no one collected.

No matter the mountain or valley, you can see it.

Look at the shape and size of the buried bones, it should be more than the human race, but also many large animal bones with huge skeletons, about ten meters long, as high as several people, either horizontally or standing, and the death is tragic and shocking.

This place is like a war ruin.

Bai Zhiqiu walked in the valley, feeling the blood-like red sand in the whimpering wind and telling ancient stories that have never been recorded.

He did not deliberately curb his breath and footsteps.

Because he entered the Evil Wind Valley where the rumored ghosts were walking in the night, not to mourn the dead.

He comes here to find people. The more the movement, the better the better, and he can save a lot of time.

Sure enough!

Looking around, the exposed bones and red flying sand were removed, and the hot valley without bricks, tiles and ghosts began to be inexplicably restless.

It was like a ox turning over, and the steep cliffs on both sides cracked and slowly moved backwards. The red sand on the ground surging, and the long bones that were sharp as beasts were poking out. At the end of the valley ahead, there was even more fiery red magma erupting and jumping.

The bottomless black cave rose slowly from the magma of earthly rocks.

The hair and hair were all white, and Bai Zhiqiu stood with his hands behind his back, and inexplicably fell into the nest of a hundred ghosts walking at night.

The blue phosphorus fire spontaneously ignited, illuminating hundreds of ghosts. They leaned on the ground on Feng's face, gathering in the cave mansion humbly and devoutly

Kowtow around the central rock pool.

A black giant coffin with dragon embroidered claws above the rock pond is hung.

The giant coffin was tied with eight mysterious iron chains as thick as bowls. The other end of the chain was deeply embedded in the cave wall. There were many rune formations of Yizimen. Judging from the wear level, it was quite old.

"Who is coming?"

The evil wind penetrated from the courtyard at the top of the hanging coffin cave, and a sound that was extremely deafening echoed.

Before the voice fell, four ghosts had already arrived.

Bai Zhiqiu's face was silent.

How could the devil enters the ghost nest?

The white breeze still rushes by, and Bai Zhiqiu's fairy-like figure disappears in an instant, and appears on the black giant coffin above the rock pond the next moment.

Among the strong people hidden in the broken world of the world of the Heavenly Mirror, the Dragon Prisoner, who is definitely ranked among the top five in cultivation, was trampled by him, silently without complaints.

How could hundreds of ghosts wearing black robe tolerate Yan Jun being humiliated? They all released their realm, and the ghosts howled angrily and were about to rush forward.

At this time, the sound of roaring came from the Dragon Prisoner again.

The voice was filled with fear and shock.

Yan Jun shouted deeply, which made the ghosts' hearts tremble and he couldn't help but retreat.

Then, the Dragon Prisoner, who was alone under the supreme pressure of the saint in the realm of God, returned to his calm voice, and apologized to the old white-haired man standing on the Dragon Prisoner and said, "Sir, please calm down."

The ghosts were shocked!

His own Yan Jun is known as the Lord of the Dragon Coffin. His cultivation level is not only clear about the heaven and earth, but also a rare enemy when he looks at the sky and the west. Who is this old Confucian scholar with white hair? Can Yan Jun be so humble?

Bai Zhiqiu stroked his beard.

Then he waved his long sleeves, and a demon prince's flag on the cliff of the Evil Wind Valley Cave was revealed in the wind.

A terrifying voice sounded in the Dragon Prisoner Coffin: "You are..."

Bai Zhiqiu pointed the lid of the prisoner dragon coffin at the toes: "Two things."

The prisoner's coffin came from: "Senior, command."

Bai Zhiqiu said: "From today, there will be no Evil Wind Valley and the Big Flag Gate in the west of the sky. Only Evil Wind and Big Flag Halls under the Heavenly Gate. Venerable Lao said hello to the silver spear of the desert. If you have any objections, I

I'll visit you again."

Having guessed the identity of the old man with a terrifying realm above his head, the Dragon Prisoner had no hesitation: "The subordinates must obey."

Bai Zhiqiu nodded: "Secondly, within half a month, I will completely empty the 6 million people in the 81 towns of Tianxi. Whether it is a kind word to persuade or threaten or tempt, as long as it does not hurt and kill lives,

Find the method by yourself.”