Chapter 1196 Pass By. (Happy Chinese New Year! All the Best!)
"Ka Ka Ka..."
Accompanied by a tooth-piercing movement, the cold wind mixed with water vapor hits the face.
The hoarse and obscure voice read: "Nine!"
As soon as the words were finished, Pei Ling opened his eyes immediately, only to see the dim yellow sky, and the faint blue flames dancing scatteredly, illuminating the barren fields.
And he was lying alone in a dark coffin, beside the coffin, stood a man in a black robe tightly wrapped from head to toe.
The face of the other party is hidden in the shadow of the hood, and you can't see the slightest details. You can only feel the cold eyes, and you can't tell whether you are happy, angry or enemy.
Pei Ling immediately stood up and stepped out of the coffin.
The coffin was floating on the water, and the water in all directions was cloudy, and there was no shadow of the second post station at all. This was a completely strange place.
The turbid yellow river was flowing, and there was nothing in the whole world except this coffin, but the figures of Su Xirou and Meng Hongxuan disappeared without a trace.
The man in black raised his hand, and took out a lantern the size of a human head. A section of faint blue fire was sealed inside. It was different from the lantern provided by the man in black at the first post station. A little blood color, more and more treacherous.
He handed the lantern to Pei Ling, and said hoarsely, "Get on board."
"Go to the next stop."
Pei Ling took the lantern, and when the chill entered his palm, the river beside him suddenly rolled, and large streams of air bubbles rose from the bottom of the river. Soon, a black-covered boat surfaced, and countless sprays fell on it. quietly floating in front of his eyes.
Pei Ling nodded slightly, and said to the man in black, "Thank you, Your Excellency."
The man in black stood motionless stepping on the water, and said, "We can set off."
Pei Ling nodded and said, "Okay."
The black-robed man didn't make a sound, and still maintained his posture standing on the water, sinking inch by inch into the river water together with the opened coffin.
Pei Ling did not continue to hesitate, and stepped onto the black-covered boat with a lantern.
When he stepped on the deck, the awning boat moved without wind, and quickly left this water area.
With the sound of water splashing, the boat was like a flying shuttle, splitting through the turbid yellow water and rushing away.
The surface of the river quickly returned to calm, and the river was flowing like always.
After a while, a figure in a black shirt and a yellow skirt quietly appeared. He didn't stay too long, and followed Pei Ling's direction with only a little discernment.
After a while, on the surface of the water, a graceful figure in a colorful dress and skirt fell.
The water was rushing and the wind was blowing, and the branches with light pink double flowers swayed gently. Meng Hongxuan raised her head lightly, looked around for a moment, and fled to the direction Pei Ling left.
The river flowed as before, and huge shadows floated on the bottom of the river.
Soon, figures with strange shapes and chaotic breaths emerged from the water, chasing after the awning boat.
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The sky is vast and cloudy like a rainy evening.
As if there was some invisible pressure, it collapsed heavily, covering the top of the head all the time.
The black-covered boat was advancing rapidly amidst the sound of the water, and the dark wind mixed with inexplicable wailing rushed towards the face.
Pei Ling stood on the deck of the boat, looking at the water with a calm expression.
The color of this big river, which does not know where it comes from and where it flows, is the turbid yellow chaos of a creek after a heavy rain. Looking at it, the color is like a yellow land without vegetation, and there is no reflection at all.
Suddenly, Pei Ling noticed something, and immediately raised his head to look forward.
In the river ahead, three figures of different heights floated up.
Of these three figures, one is in a green robe with a slow belt, leather belted cloth shoes, and his demeanor implying the meaning of a clean spirit coming out of the dust. The back is straight and straight, and the whole body is awe-inspiring; the one is well-armored and has a cold temperament, and the other is facing each other, as if there are thousands of troops and horses, and the breath of gold and iron horses rushes towards the face.
Nine Yi Mountain, Cold Dark Sword Sect, Yanxi City...
Three Void Return Late Stages!
Immediately, Pei Ling's expression became solemn, and he flipped his right hand, holding the Nine Soul Sword in his hand instantly.
The next moment, the cultivator of Jiuyi Mountain clasped his hands together, and a huge mountain shadow appeared out of thin air, like the sky falling, and directly pressed down on Pei Ling.
boom! ! !
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In the depths of the Sea of Ten Thousand Pigeons.
The sea water is like ink, unfathomable.
An island full of red and white roses, quietly crawling on the sea, the dark rose branches and leaves seem to be the deepest night. The petals are as red as blood, and as white as snow. The red and white set off each other, which is shocking.
In the center of the island, the branches and leaves of the towering giant mulberry are whirling, faintly mixed with pale gold, strange and powerful, covering the entire Yousu Tomb.
At this moment, three figures flew backwards from Yousu's tomb.
The person in the middle is full of light and faint, and the aura is agile and pure. Although the temples are slightly frosted, he looks middle-aged, and he does not hide his brows and eyes, with an elegant appearance; On the right side is the one with long eyebrows and bright eyes, handsome and resolute, wearing a green shirt and straw shoes, and carrying a long sword with a black scabbard on his back, as tall and straight as a green pine.
The three were Zhong Kui Yue Ji, Fu Xuan Xu and Ning Wu Ye.
At this moment, their faces are all stiff, their eyes are slack, they are like puppets, and they are moving away from Yousu Tomb in a backward posture.
Suddenly, a lightning-fast figure flew from a distance, and in the blink of an eye, it came close to the three of them.
Among the three, Fu Xuanxu and Ning Wuye didn't seem to notice anything, they still maintained their previous posture, and continued to retreat away from the giant mulberry-covered island, but at the end they suddenly turned their heads and looked towards the person coming.
However, he saw that it was an old man with a crane cloak, his whole body was restrained like a mortal, and his eyes were pure black, like a demon or a ghost, very treacherous.
It is the harmony of the human race!
Zhong Kui Yueji watched silently, without any movement, and continued to walk backwards towards the distance.
At the same time, the old man in the crane cloak also looked sideways at the three of them.
His pure black eyes swept across Fu Xuanxu and Ning Wuye, but when he saw the thorns in the end, his eyes instantly became extremely dignified... the breath of Yousu Grave!
And it's not an ordinary dead person!
Without any action, Li Xin retracted his gaze and continued to fly towards Yousu's grave.
Soon, the two sides passed each other, but neither of them had any intention of making a move.
The Yousu Tomb is getting closer and closer, the branches and leaves of the giant mulberry, the black rose thorns, and the red and white flowers seem to be within reach, but there seems to be something between the two sides, making it difficult to really touch.
At a certain moment, Li Xin's figure suddenly turned into a shadow and escaped into it.
Thick white mist poured in like a huge wave swallowing a boat.
In the white mist, Li Xin's figure slowly emerged.
He was standing in a mossy swamp, surrounded by mist in all directions, only rustling sounds could be heard from near and far.
Li Xin's expression remained unchanged, he made a formula in his hand, quickly identified the direction, and immediately went to the previous teahouse.
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