It was pitch black in front of me and I couldn't see anything clearly. The cold wind roared behind me, and the sweat suddenly rose on my neck. Xu Xuan held the hole wall and walked slowly in, concentrating on every slight change around me, holding the hilt of the sword in his right hand, and his palm was filled with sweat.

After walking for more than ten steps, his waist suddenly tightened, and the fat rope was stretched to the limit of its length and could not move forward any further. Xu Xuanluo hesitated, untied the fat rope, groped on the rock tied to the side, continued to hold on to the rock wall, and walked carefully inward.

After walking another sixty or seventy steps, the smooth stone wall gradually became bumpy and uneven. He felt his heart moved, and the draws were winding and intertwined, with regular intervals, as if some words were carved. He put his fingers into it and stroked them one by one. It was indeed some strange words that looked like seal script but not seal script.

It is amazing in my heart that this cave is located more than a hundred feet below the "Eye of Tai Chi". It is regarded as the most dangerous forbidden area in Penglai. Except for Emperor Qing and Li Shishi, few people come. If the wall is really written, who carved it here? These strange characters are curved like snakes. Could it be the ancient snake seal?

Thinking of what Emperor Qing said, Li Shishi believed that the other half of the "White Tiger Skin Picture" was hidden in this abyss, and his breathing suddenly suffocated. Could it be that the words on the wall are really related to this?

If you change your usual routine, you will definitely draw one word in sequence, and remember it silently. However, at this time, you are concerned about the life and death of Emperor Qing, and you have no time to stay. Now you pull out the "dragon teeth" with your left hand, and walk along the smooth part of the stone wall, leaving it as a mark.

After walking more than a hundred steps forward, the cave gradually became spacious, and the gorgeous light could be seen swaying, illuminating the clouds on the cave walls, blurred. Suddenly, a woman sighed and said, "You are finally here."

Xu Xuan was shocked and his whole body suddenly froze. The voice was lazy, gentle, quite strange. When he heard it in his ears, it felt like an electric current hitting his heart, and a sense of déjà vu was inexplicably surging. Just as he didn't know how to answer, the woman said softly: "These days, I miss you day and night, and it's you in my dreams, and it's you outside my dreams. Your voice is all over my ears, and you are almost crazy. Have you ever thought of me?"

Xu Xuan's face was boiling, and his heartbeat was like a thump. Although he was young, he had already seen a lot, including Bai Suzhen, Xiaoqing, Li Shaowei, Qingdi, Li Qiuqing, Wang Yunzhen..., including Zhen Aunt, who regarded him as her own, was all the same as the appearance of falling fish and falling geese, and the appearance of being ashamed of flowers and closing the moon. Although their voices were different, they were all pleasant and pleasant, but compared with the current voice, they were all very inferior to the current voice.

The woman paused for a moment and whispered, "Since you are here, why haven't you come in yet? Are you afraid of seeing me or not wanting to see me? Could it be... do you really hate me so much?" The voice was soft, but it seemed to contain infinite sadness and sadness.

Xu Xuan's chest was blocked and he couldn't help but want to open his mouth to answer, but his throat was hoarse and could not make any noise, but his legs couldn't help but walk inward.

In a trance, I suddenly thought, I don’t know how the country was so charming that no one could have such a captivating voice... I was shocked, Li Shishi, right? Apart from the number one beauty in the Song Dynasty, who in the world has such magical power

As soon as this thought came, my mind suddenly became clear and my cold sweat surged out.

He clenched the hilt of the sword, licked his cracked lips, and was shocked and angry. Could it be that the fake Qing Emperor was really Li Shishi? Did she say this? Or did she want to control her own soul or confuse Qing Emperor? If it were the latter, it means that they had not decided on the outcome, and perhaps the most important life and death juncture, and it was the best time for her to get into trouble. If she wanted to save Qing Emperor, she could only believe that the person in front of her was not Li Shishi...

His thoughts turned sharply and shouted in a voice: "Mom, she is not my mom, don't listen to her evil words and bewitching." He gathered his energy and held the sword, and rushed into the shining place of light.

The bright light danced randomly, and the voice suddenly turned to the back of his head, and he sighed softly: "Xuan'er, Xuan'er, why are you back now?"

Xu Xuan's chest felt like he was hit hard, and he said in a lost voice: "Mom" tears burst out in an instant. But this "Mom" was no longer what he called to the Qing Emperor. The lazy and charming woman's voice suddenly changed, turning into the sigh of the true aunt.

Before he could turn around, the voice changed again, drifted to his left, and said coldly: "I dare to be slick when I die."

Xu Xuan glanced at the corner of his eyes and was startled, then there was another incredible ecstasy, and he said tremblingly: "Sister Bai, you... you are still alive."

I saw a woman in white standing in front of him, holding a sword and pointing her forehead. Her eyebrows were as deep as a distant mountain and her eyes were as melting ice as spring water. She could not tell whether it was anger or joy, and she could not tell whether it was affectionate or not. It was Bai Suzhen who had not seen for several months.

Just as he was about to reach out and push the tip of the sword, Princess Xiaoqing laughed again from the right back: "Sister, go quickly. If you don't leave, even if you don't get rid of the demon demon, you will be swallowed by this Xu Xiaoguan." Bai Suzhen immediately swayed like water waves, dissipating invisible.

Xu Xuan's heart sank, and he understood that everything in front of him and in his ears was all phantoms. However, the sounds around him kept ringing, crying, laughing, sadness and joy, accompanied by the fleeting shadows of floating lights, which drowned him like a whirlpool and waves, and could not breathe.

In the chaos, another familiar voice came from behind him, and he sighed: "A dream is a dream, everything is illusory. Even though he knows it is a dream, but he doesn't want to wake up, why are you, Mr. Xu alone?"

Xu Xuan was ruthless and shouted, "It's you." He couldn't turn around and draw his sword. He was already hit by the storm of the air wave. His eyes turned black and his throat was surging. Then, the light danced, and an indescribable vortex air wave pulled him up flat on the ground and sucked it inward...

The birds circling and crying.

The red sun is approaching the sky, illuminating the snowy ridges around the cave abyss as golden as blue and purple. The fat rope hangs straight into the tumbling clouds and mist, and has not moved for a long time.

Xiaoqing bit his knuckles and walked around the fat rope, his heart rising and falling. The snake people looked more and more serious and silent. Wang Yunzhen no longer dared to look down any longer. She closed her eyes, grabbed Wang Chongyang's arm, and kept praying secretly.

The islanders in Penglai Mountains were already impatient. Someone shouted in half-baked Bianliang Mandarin: "His grandma, how long will we have to wait? Could it be that if they don't come out for a day, we have to wait for a day; if we don't come out for a hundred years, we have to wait for a lifetime?"

An echoed voice suddenly sounded around, and they shouted: "Yes, the country cannot have a king for a day, and the thirty-three mountains cannot have a master for a day." "The Qing Emperor has a word and nine tripods. Since he has issued an edict to compete in swords today, how can he delay?" "Shaving the Emperor with a sword, I am willing to accept the loss of the Emperor with a sword, I am willing to accept the loss of the Emperor with a sword."

The noise came one after another, louder and louder, and soon became a tsunami.

Wang Wenqing smiled slightly, raised the whisk and said, "Everyone is right, no joke. Since Emperor Qing said that he had competed today, he would not be able to delay. Whether she came or not, "Sword competitions and seized the throne, they must proceed as usual. If she still hasn't appeared within three days, the winner of the challenge of Thirty-Three Mountains will automatically wait for the position of Emperor Qing and will not repent."

His voice was extremely bright, echoing from afar between the ridges. After a moment, he said word by word: "Everyone has no objection, this 'Dongyang Sword Fighting Officially Begins. Remember, life and death are all in peace, and I am willing to accept the loss."

Everyone cheered like a boil, and they rushed toward the "border" of the South Peak. The snake people looked at each other and looked at Xiaoqing one after another.

Xiaoqing and Wang Wenqing exchanged their eyes, sneered, and said, "Saint Envoy Wang, go and compete with these thieves first, and I will wait for the little master... "

Wang Chongyang pondered: "Empress, why don't I climb the rope down and see what happened..." Before he finished speaking, with a "puff", the tight fat rope suddenly loosened and was swelled left and right by the strong wind.

The snakes changed their faces and hurriedly grabbed the fat rope and pulled it up with all their hands. The rope cut was flat, as if it was cut from below.

Wang Yunzhen let out a "ah" sound, tears in her eyes, and her face instantly pale.

Xiaoqing was also stunned for a moment. After a while, her heart felt like she was stabbed heavily by a sharp knife. She shouted in a loud voice at the cave abyss that was churning with white mist: "Xu Xuan Xu Xuan"

Everyone turned their heads to look. Someone was gloating and called out a few times in a strange voice, which immediately burst into laughter, but was soon overwhelmed by the whistle and screams of "Sword-Based Emperor" and "Sword-Based Emperor". In a blink of an eye, people were retreating like a tide, and only bare glaciers and ridges were left in the North Peaks.

Xiaoqing screamed dozens of times, her voice was already hoarse. Seeing that there was no response, she was shocked, anxious and unwilling to accept it. She gritted her teeth and grabbed the fat rope and wanted to leap down.

Wang Chongyang was quick-witted and grabbed her arm first. Seeing her pretty face turned red, he glared at him viciously. When his ears burned, he quickly let go of his hand. He stuttered: "Empress, this is the cave abyss that suppressed Qinglong back then, and was unpredictable. Empress, you... you take the risk, if... what..."

Chi Lihuo and others hurriedly grabbed the rope and advised: "The priest is auspicious and heavenly figure. He practiced in the abyss for a night, and it should be fine. Now is the critical moment for 'Sword-comparing to take the emperor's death. If the priest comes back and does not meet the empress, wouldn't it be a waste of time? Why not just watch the change and make plans."

Xiaoqing looked down at the rolling clouds below, and thought for a long time, gritted her teeth and thought to herself: "That little ghost weapon is transformed and can always turn danger into a bargain. With the Qing Emperor's guidance, it should be fine. I'll wait for him again." He took a deep breath and said: "Okay, Elder Chi, you and Qing General, Xuan General stayed to wait with me. Others followed the King of Saint Envoy to the 'One balcony, it would be impossible for those traitors to ascend to the throne of Qing Emperor."
Chapter completed!