Long Wenmu only felt that the waiting was so long, as if he had to spend his whole life.
Thinking back on every bit since the meeting in Lao Kang City, every picture is like yesterday.
A helpless sigh seemed to have exhausted his whole life. However, just as he was about to let go of his persistence in his heart, the white figure appeared silently at the entrance of Qingxin Temple.
Long Wenmu's nerves were excited and he smelled a faint fragrance in his nose.
He knew who the person was, and his heart, who had just been silent, suddenly improved.
Just as Qian Lingxue appeared at the entrance, five figures suddenly appeared around her.
"Your Majesty has an order, you are not allowed to leave." Five figures reached out and pressed at her at the same time.
Qian Lingxue raised his simple hand lightly, and a hazy white mist obscured the five people's eyes. A finger trick was made in his hand, and five black vortexes suddenly appeared in the air.
"Stop!" Long Wenmu roared.
He felt the power contained in the vortex, which was the power of the Heavenly Demon Swallowing Xu.
Every time Qian Lingxue uses this power, she will be backfired by this power. The price is related to life. Long Wenmu would rather she never use it again.
Five vortexes were aimed at the five people respectively.
Even the five people were the Heavenly Demon Master, solemnly responded in a hurry.
The white aerosol blocked the surroundings, turning this world into ice and snow.
Long Wenmu stepped on the shattered ice crystals and walked in front of him, Qian Lingxue Yingying.
The eyes were intertwined, and Long Wenmu looked a little surprised.
He was not shocked by Qian Lingxue, he was shocked by the beauty in front of him.
Yingying's figure was like the person in the painting, with the light red lips setting her out just right.
It is neither vines nor branches, but it is not completely simple. It can only be said that all the beauty in the world seems to be here.
Qian Lingxue walked to Long Wenmu, only one step away from each other.
Qian Lingxue looked at the person in front of her. She had given herself hope, and she promised to cure herself at the foot of the fog mountain.
The scenes that we have been together are still vivid in our minds at this moment.
"Does it look good?" Qian Lingxue asked.
The surroundings were covered with frost, and this was a world that belonged only to the two of them.
Qian Lingxue turned her body lightly, and the hem of her skirt flew gently. The ends of her red hair swayed with the wind.
"It looks good." Long Wenmu said.
Qian Lingxue smiled sweetly, her faint smile lit up the world.
"I can't stay with you forever. The love of this life will allow me to repay you in the next life. For thousands of years, I will only make up for you."
Her voice was so gentle, like a whisper snuggling in her arms, every word was like pearls and jade, or like a hot fire pouring into Long Wenmu's heart.
"Follow me!" Long Wenmu didn't think about it and reached out to grab Qian Lingxue's wrist.
At this moment, I no longer think about anything in my mind.
He didn't care about what he left Yang Country or the five heavenly demon masters outside. He didn't know what the cost of doing so, but the fire in his heart left him with only such thoughts.
He can do whatever he wants about it.
However, Qian Lingxue only had a little bare hands, and Long Wenmu was gently pushed out by a soft force.
He saw Yiren who was gradually moving her sleeves away from her lips, and at the same time, five figures smashed the ice around her at the same time.
The world of the two people was shattered, and almost as Long Wenmu flew backwards, someone appeared where he had stood.
Five figures blocked their sight, and Long Wenmu flew backwards from above the long stone staircase. When he landed and rushed up, Qian Lingxue had long disappeared. A barrier transformed from demonic power enveloped the entire Qingxin Temple. There were five auras above to maintain the barrier.
Long Wenmu stood at the top of the stone stairs, his eyes wide open.
Since hearing today's news, he is the most incompetent at this moment.
Before the remaining warmth in his hands had dissipated, Long Wenmu stood in a daze at the top of the stone stairs, looking at the direction of Qingxinguan.
I don't know how long it took, but he suddenly raised his head and whistled. The rolling roar was like thunder, shaking the mountains.
After a long time, the whistle sounded and turned around and disappeared here.
...
Today's Qingyun Castle is completely different from the past, not only because of yesterday's pre-war, but also because of the news that came out today.
Qian Lingxue married into and out of Yang Kingdom, and out of Yang Kingdom and formed an alliance with Yunxuan Kingdom forever.
There are many people who know Qian Lingxue's name, but not many people have seen Qian Lingxue with their own eyes, but this does not prevent everyone from talking about it.
In the bustling alley, Long Wenmu shuttled through it.
There is an exquisite pavilion in front of it, and those places are usually the residences of core disciples.
Walking in the crowd, walking towards the building.
There are high walls around the pavilion, and at the entrance, there are strong disciples guarding them.
Long Wenmu did not hesitate, nor did he avoid human ears and ears, and walked straight to the entrance.
"The person who comes stops." A disciple who was guarding the gate saw him and deliberately stopped him.
But as soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly realized that there was no one in front of him.
"I'm dazzled?" The disciple rubbed his eyes like a ghost.
In the high wall, Long Wenmu looked while walking.
This place is not small, and most of the ranked disciples live here.
After searching for myself, I finally felt the familiar atmosphere somewhere.
Walking towards that side, it was a tower that accompanied the lake.
"Who are you?" A female disciple stood in the throne.
Long Wenmu respectfully clasped his fists: "I'm here to find Miss Fei Xiaoyu."
"Are you looking for Senior Sister Fei?" The tender female disciple looked at him vigilantly, "What are you looking for Senior Sister Fei? Senior Sister Fei has a husband. Don't bother her every day."
Long Wenmu was amused and cried, and this was misunderstood.
"Miss, I'm a misunderstanding. I'm a friend of Dashuai Yu. If you go and pass on a message for me, just say that Long Wenmu has something to ask her."
The female disciple heard the name of Mr. Yu and was immediately filled with spirit. This name spread throughout Qingyun Castle in the past two days. For the disciples, the degree of respect was even better than the past song.
When the female disciple heard him say this, she solemnly examined it: "I'll go and pass the message for you, you'll wait here."
After saying that, he trotted and disappeared.
After a while, I saw Fei Xiaoyu coming out from inside.
"Why are you here?" Fei Xiaoyu saw Long Wenmu and saw that Yu Dashen was not with him.
"Something comes to you," said Long Wenmu.
Fei Xiaoyu asked the female disciple who was looking around to avoid it first and signaled Long Wenmu to say further.
"Six days later, it will be the battle of the Heavenly Demons. I want to ask you, who will fight in Yunxuan Country then?"
Fei Xiaoyu didn't know why he asked this, and answered truthfully: "Now the candidate has been decided, it's me, the coach and the Qu Zhongyi."
As Long Wenmu expected.
At first, he was the top three people in Qingyun Castle, but Yun Rulong announced that Yu Dashen was one of them in public, so he naturally had to occupy a place. Among the top three people, Bai Hao was the weakest and was replaced.
"What's wrong with you?" Fei Xiaoyu saw that Long Wenmu's face was not very good.
She could actually guess some of it. She had heard about Long Wenmu and Qian Lingxue from Shuai Yu. Today, Qian Lingxue's incident was rumored again. Fei Xiaoyu probably Long Wenmu also heard the news.
It's just that she can't persuade her.
"How can I get a quota?" Long Wenmu asked again.
Fei Xiaoyu was shocked: "Getting a quota? This kind of thing should be impossible. The fighters have already decided, and there will be no special circumstances. Is it possible that you want to fight too?"
"There will not be changed without special circumstances, which means that the changes will change if there are special circumstances, right?" Long Wenmu said deeply, with a strange curve on the corner of his mouth.
"What do you want to do?" Fei Xiaoyu's hair stood up a little.
"What is the meaning of the song?" Long Wenmu asked.
"Don't do stupid things." Fei Xiaoyu suddenly became nervous. She felt that Long Wenmu was abnormal today and had a bad premonition.
Don't be too bad for today's things to deal with him, so let him do something impulsive.
Long Wenmu looked at the female disciple who was still nearby and asked loudly: "Girl, where is your Senior Brother Qu?"
The female disciple looked over after hearing the sound. Just now, Long Wenmu claimed that he was a friend of Yu Dashui, so the female disciple would naturally not hide it.
He stretched out his hand and pointed in a certain direction: "Senior Brother Qu lives in the tallest pavilion."
"Thank you." Long Wenmu clasped his fists and strode away.
"Hey, what do you want to do?" Fei Xiaoyu wanted to stop him, but Long Wenmu kept strides.
Long Wenmu strode forward, and Fei Xiaoyu followed behind. This scene attracted a lot of people to watch.
Before Long Wenmu could get there, he heard someone calling next to him.
"Junior Brother Long!"
Bai Hao also surrounded him from somewhere.
The residences of these core disciples are not far apart, and Bai Hao is also nearby.
At this moment, his hands were still hanging, wrapped in thick strips of cloth.
"Brother Bai. In the battle yesterday, you were seriously injured, why didn't you take a good rest?"
Bai Hao sighed: "Anyway, the battle is not my business. Instead of resting, it is better to come out and relax."
"You are relaxed and comfortable." Long Wenmu joked.
"Junior Brother Long, are you here? "Bai Hao felt something wrong when he saw Fei Xiaoyu following him, and felt that the atmosphere was a little wrong.
Long Wenmu smiled but refused to answer.
Not far away, Long Wenmu and his friends came to a bamboo forest.
The pavilion where Qu Zhongyi lives is in a bamboo forest.
Long Wenmu walked with a harmless smile on his face.
I stood in front of the pavilion and looked up.
"Junior Brother Long, are you asking for help from Senior Brother Qu?" Bai Hao asked cautiously.
"You will know whether it's okay or not." Long Wenmu raised his leg and kicked the closed door.
His actions were not only Fei Xiaoyu and Bai Hao, but also the disciples who gathered around him were shocked.
No matter how strong the door was, he couldn't resist his kick.
The huge door was open, and a faint smell of blood came from it.
Long Wenmu frowned, and even Fei Xiaoyu and Bai Hao were stunned.
The three of them flashed into the door and saw five or six disciples gathered in the lowermost hall.
Ropes fell from the roof beams, and three blood-stained people hung.
"You!" Fei Xiaoyu looked closely and recognized the three people hanging at a glance, and was furious.
Long Wenmu's pupils contracted slightly, and those who were hanging were Yu Qingfeng, Yu Liexiong and Yu Tianxing.
The three of them had countless scars on their bodies, and there was a shallow pool of blood on the ground.
The three of them had their mouths blocked, their hands were tied behind them, and they were hung on the beams with ropes. The scars were like whips, and the three of them had blood-colored faces, while the few people standing below them were holding whips in their hands.
"Who dares to break in!" Someone came to his senses and shouted. However, after seeing the faces of Fei Xiaoyu and Bai Hao, the fire immediately turned off, "Yes...yes, Senior Sister Fei and Senior Brother Bai..."
Those people retreated like mice and saw cats.
"What's going on here?" Even Bai Hao was furious.
He didn't know Yu Qingfeng and the other two, but this scene was clearly someone deliberately humiliating these three people.
These three people were all wearing the clothes of Qingyun Castle disciples. In Qingyun Castle, the disciples could fight and fight. However, intentionally imprisoning or even torture their fellow disciples is a taboo in Qingyun Castle.