Although the life-and-death battle between one of the strongest demon masters and the sword immortal Gu Qingci did not have much time to ferment, the battle of the righteous and demonic battlefield now does not require any fermentation, and it has become the focus of the entire world.

What's more, a hundred miles away, there are countless people from the world headed by Feng Manlou, who are closely following this battle.

As night gradually arrived, the people of both the righteous and the demons had begun to regain their energy and gradually became lively. Although they had just experienced a big battle, they had not yet counted how many people died, and the sad atmosphere was still strong. However, these people who were used to life and death were still paying attention to the next battle of the Grandmasters while being sad.

In fact, this battle is far from comparable to the battle between the righteous and the demons just now. However, this time it is different. Everyone was a participant just now, so how can they appear as a spectator now?

Outside the Goddess Cliff, many people could see the young man in blood on the top of the mountain. He looked into the distance. No one knew what he was looking at. He just guessed that maybe he was looking at the woman who died in his arms!

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On the Tianshan Mountains, a candle was swaying in a room. Qin Keqing was sewing clothes with the candlelight one by one. It was a white man's robe. She was very serious in threading needles, and no needle was as serious as practicing swords when she was staggering.

As soon as a needle was passed, Qin Keqing's heart suddenly became nervous, and the needle was penetrated into his fingers.

"Chain"

The silver needle was broken and the fingers were safe and sound.

Looking at the silver needle that was broken into two sections, Qin Keqing had no expression on his face, and the uneasy feeling in his heart became more and more anxious. Looking at the sewn robe, he frowned and placed it on the table.

I slowly got up, walked to the window, and looked up and saw the stars in the sky. This is the only scenery of Tianshan Mountain. It snows all year round, but every night, I can see the stars shining.

However, when she looked up, the dark clouds gathered over, covering all the stars that were still flashing just now. The silver moonlight suddenly stopped and was slowly taken back. Qin Keqing gently pressed her chest, and the uneasy feeling became more and more urgent, but she could do nothing.

A picture appeared in front of me for no reason.

It was a world where it was raining heavily. In the vast desert, there was a lonely peak. The night was dark and dark, and nothing could be seen. There was only a young man in white dress sitting on the top of the mountain.

That figure is so lonely.

The heavy rain was washing away, but he did not retreat.

At some point, he suddenly turned his head slowly.

"Gu Qingci!"

Qin Keqing suddenly murmured, and the picture in front of her suddenly disappeared. She suddenly understood where this uneasiness came from, from the person she missed but never said it.

She reached out and the Wudi sword appeared in her hand.

When I went out, I happened to see the robe on the table that had been sewn almost as well. It was brought by her when she came back from the Black Domain. She didn't bring anything, but she only brought a few pieces of fabric. It was taught by Gu Qingci's mother. She learned it very seriously, but it was much more difficult than learning swords. The broken silver needles can create several swords together.

As soon as I left the door, I saw Yu Hengqiao, the owner of the Taoist Pavilion.

"Junior sister, where are you going?" Yu Hengqiao said in confusion.

"I'm going to find Gu Qingci." Qin Keqing said.

Yu Hengqiao smiled and said, "I know."

Qin Keqing nodded and left just by mistake.

Yu Hengqiao hurriedly stopped Qin Keqing and said, "You silly girl, are you looking for it like this? Do you know where Gu Qingci is? Where are you planning to look for it?"

Qin Keqing was slightly stunned and turned around and said, "Then tell me."

Yu Hengqiao's mouth twitched. This different treatment really made him sad. He knew that Qin Keqing would laugh, discuss, and get angry in front of Gu Qingci, but he had never seen these emotions when he saw Qin Keqing growing up.

Fortunately, he knew Qin Keqing, otherwise he would have offended many people with this attitude.

Yu Hengqiao smiled helplessly and said, "Three hundred miles north, it is the Goddess Cliff. Today's battle between the master and the demons is there. I just received the news. I don't know what happened. Gu Qingci was taken in and was in a fight of life and death with the leader of the Kunlun Sect. This kid... is also arrogant."

Qin Keqing held the Wugui Sword tightly, and a shocking sword intent erupted, looking to the north, turning into a stream of light and disappearing.

There is only a faint whisper in the wind:

"Gu Qingci, wait for me!"

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Yu Hengqiao looked at Qin Keqing who was leaving and sighed slightly, his expression suddenly became lonely. He lowered his head and walked in the wind and snow. A sword on his body was crooked. His temples were gray at some point. His hair was stained with white snow. His hands were placed in his sleeves, and his figure was slightly hunched.

The wind and snow at night have a little shiny.

At some point, Yu Hengqiao saw an old man standing in front of him. He raised his head, stopped for a long time before walking over, bowing and saying, "Master."

The old man who couldn't see clearly was Li Chengfeng who followed the book fairy Zhu Xiucai to look for the traces of immortals some time ago. After he left, he asked Qin Keqing to return to Tianshan. The battle between the righteous and the demons was the war, and the Western Regions' rivers and lakes were through Tianshan. It was precisely because of Qin Keqing's guarding that there was a lot of trouble.

However, everyone in the Taoist pavilion knew that Li Chengfeng had left Tianshan, but no one knew when Li Chengfeng had returned, and even Qin Keqing didn't know.

Li Chengfeng was covered with wind and snow, and he stood motionless like a snowman. If it weren't for the wind blowing his beard, he wouldn't have seen a living person. A wisp of mist came from his mouth, and he said, "Was that girl gone?"

Yu Hengqiao nodded and said, "Let's go, I'll ask her to find Gu Qingci. I think that in this world, Gu Qingci should be able to protect his junior sister!"

Li Chengfeng said: "You can protect it. In this battle between the righteous and the demons, Gu Qingci's fate is not here. With Ksitigarbha being guarded there, Tang Zhan cannot kill Gu Qingci. It seems that this is the fate of Tang Zhan."

Yu Hengqiao asked, "Master, what are the King of Ksitigarbha and Gu Qingci?"

Li Chengfeng waved his hand and said, "You don't need to know, and you can't know. Forget it, let your junior brothers and sisters go down the mountain, don't come back."

"Master!"

Yu Hengqiao suddenly knelt on the ground, and his knees smashed the ice on the ground. He did not use his true energy to protect his body. When he knelt down, he knelt down and blood was everywhere. But he shouted at the top of his lungs: "Master, what's wrong? Tell your disciple, I'll face it with you, why did the Dao Pavilion be dissolved? Why, Master!"

Li Chengfeng took a deep breath, grabbed Yu Hengqiao, and said, "It's not that it's disbanding. When the century-old catastrophe has passed, you can come back!"
Chapter completed!