Yun Zhong had never seen such a light summer cicada. The cicada wings were as thin as clouds and mist. Each cicada belly was as beautiful as snow. If a noble man in the palace saw it, he would probably take advantage of a hundred taels of cicada. But after hearing Wu Shuang's words, he didn't even have to take a closer look. He raised the sword in his hand and did not dare to slack off. The boy knew that this kind of insect was difficult to deal with, and he had no experience in dealing with poisonous insects before. Seeing that Wu Shuang had no time to distract, he lost his desire to ask for help. The top priority was to deal with the current poisonous cicada.

The young man was still speechless. Instead of pressing forward step by step, the cicada group spread out in place, like arrays of arrays, forming a black and white fishing net, stationary in the air. Even though the young man raised his sword and tried it repeatedly, he finally gained nothing. After many tests failed, he was happy to be idle, so he simply walked deep into the forest to find the scared horse. The cicada group did not chase after it too much, followed the young man step by step, always a few feet away, allowing the young man to look around, without any obstacles. Therefore, the forest was deserted, and a young man holding a sword was first, calling the horse everywhere. Behind him was a huge black and white tide, following the young man slowly, looking at each other, looking at each other without any obstacles.

The young man picked up a grass root in the forest, held it in his mouth, savored the sweetness at the bottom, and walked along the way, as if he still forgot the silent group of cicadas behind him, and often stopped to enjoy the scenery, with a happy expression. How could he have the urgent intention of a great enemy? What's more, he murmured with a little song he had heard from some unknown place, picked up some wild fruit herbs and put them in a package. Even many valuable herbs that were famous were pulled down by the roots and soil, like a locust passing through the border, without leaving any leaves.

Just as the boy bent down and wanted to pick up an old piece of wood hanging from the low shrub, a sudden change arises, and the black and white cicada net suddenly rises.

The sound of the sword sounded, and Yu Kuangyuan and the deep forest was particularly clear. The corners of the boy's mouth were raised and he was silently relaxed: He expected that the cicadas in the beautiful city were not bad, and Wu Shuang also told him that there were some strange techniques in the Nanli witch technique, which could raise the worms into a very intelligent poisonous witch. This type of witch insect was extremely sinister and his cunning degree was not inferior to others. There were countless heroes and cultivators who suffered a great loss under this witch. The tragic ending of the extraordinary people who were known for their usual reputation ended up feeding the insects. It is also common to collect the sword in his hand.

, Another sword was made in an instant, and it was naturally a big and close climbing style. The climbing of the tower was smoother these days. If it was said that the fire was perfect, it was not a false statement. A while ago, the meridians were blocked and tortured day after day, and the murderous intentions were rising, so the power of climbing the tower gradually showed a magpie. When the sword walked, the grass and trees were broken until nothing could be broken, the sword edge faced the cicada net, and the trembling sound was like jade breaking. After the shattering of green trees and grass, the young man holding the sword remained unchanged, but he was alert.

The cicadas in the city were not damaged, and even the wings of the mist were unscathed, and they were still neatly arranged like military formations. The boy looked down at the sword in his hand, and the sword tip was covered with uneven gaps on one side, which was very embarrassed.

"So that's it. It turns out that not only has copper heads and iron tails, but even its wings are very sharp. It's really hard to deal with it." Yun Zhong laughed at himself and scratched his head. For a moment, he couldn't think of a way to deal with it. He thought that the genus of the Gu insect was at most poisonous and overbearing, and his body was much weaker. At the very least, he climbed the tower and provoked it with one sword, which could hurt several poisonous cicadas. Now it seems that he is overestimating his ability.

Now the two methods before Yun Zhong's eyes are, if they fight, the sword will break early before he is seriously injured. With his fist and foot skills, he is afraid that he can't even rub the edges, so he will be called a cicada net to wrap and strangle to death. Moreover, he has never forgotten that the most famous part of the Gu insects is not the copper head and iron tail, but its viciousness. But to this day, this group of cunning cicadas, which are as cunning as the old foxes in Cangshan, has not shown any toxicity. It is precisely because of this that the young man pretended to look for a horse, facing the cicadas group, and using the sword as a mirror to spy on the general movements of the group of Gu insects.

However, he did not expect that even if he attacked, the cicada group still held the chips of the confrontation tightly, without any leakage. Perhaps the fat man who used the sword invisibly revealed a trace of pressure, which made the entire cicada group fear it, so he conducted this test. This spirituality was scared no matter who saw it. Yun Zhong secretly squeezed his cold sweat. Although he had already raised his energy, he still almost said. Although he was prepared in his heart, the beautiful cicada was too difficult. The cicada group still kept a few feet apart from the boy, but no longer as quiet as before. The cicadas chirped, and the entire cicada group followed quietly, like maggots attached to their bones.

"Trouble." Yun Zhongke didn't want to die young. His sword was not yet successful, and his practice was even more like a pile of mud, and he was stuck in the big acupoint of the Shenting, which was in the heart and could never pass.

The young man held his sword in front of him, frowned, stepped on the grass and wet soil, and slowly walked into the depths of the woods. The day still failed to come as scheduled. It was just now that the east was bright, but it was covered by a blow. The clouds rose like a hand covering their eyes, and it was dark and unclear. The originally sparse and chilly light in the forest was collected again, leaving only the broken sword in the young man's hand, which was still reflected.

There are poisonous cicadas behind and there are strange shadows in the forest in front. At this critical moment, it is most taboo to distract yourself. But at this moment, Yun Zhong thought of the deep forest on the road from the town to Qingchai for no reason. Every step, the rustling of the dead leaves was like ghosts walking beside him. Every time he stopped, the rocks were lying in a rugged manner, like beasts lying on the ground. At that time, fear was a piece of the surrounding area, and it was lingering and unable to break it. The boy had to lower his body as much as possible, bent down and buried his head, and prayed for all the gods and Buddhas who could be called famous to bless the peace along the way.

It has been nearly a year and a month missing.

The young man traveled south from a young boy and turned into a bigger boy. He entered the swordsmanship and started his practice. Although he had not made much achievements, he was more than better than the poor boys in the past.

The boy suddenly laughed out loud, and his heartfelt laughter alarmed countless hidden birds, escaped from the depths, and came out one after another, following the boy, heading over his head, and flocked to the black and white cicada net.

Seeing the endless frightened birds in the sky, they are covered with waves of conflicts and conflicts, and they can always share one or two. Furthermore, if the cicadas can be asked to release the poison, consider the weight of this crucial step. Be careful everywhere in the world. Yun Zhong is indeed not a saint who has stood on the verge of a ants. It is better to test with thousands of birds than to test the poison with himself.

Birds are like a tide, rising up through the quiet forest on the ground, and guide the way with the immortals with white sleeves.

"When I was a child, my mother said that it is natural for birds to get up early to eat cicadas."
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