Chapter 225: Dark

Heavy rain was rushing down, and occasionally there was lightning across the dim sky, and a thunderous thunder rolled over the clouds.
Ah Tu's whole body was already soaked, the black fur was clinging to his body, and the damaged body was covered with scars and blood.
It's not far from the top of the mountain, but the fierce monsters behind it are getting more and more irritable, and the monsters driven by the greed in nature are constantly coming forward to drink its blood and eat it Meat.
Atu responded by biting them.
Its sharp fangs are as sharp as blades and cruel like evil spirits. It is more cruel and fierce than these monsters. Whoever dares to stand in front of it is just endless, you live and fight, in this stormy day As if never ending never stops!
The heavy rain drenched the black dog's body, a little bit chill, and a little loneliness. At that moment, he suddenly missed Lu Chen, remembering how he slept quietly with him on a bed at night.
Perhaps that is the most peaceful and happy moment in my life?
"Roar!" A deep, screaming roar came out of Ah Tu's throat, and it bit into the throat of a monster beating up in the wind and rain, tearing its flesh, swallowing its blood, and then The corpse fell aside.
Those breaths farther away seemed to stagnate, and A Tu glanced scornfully to the rear, then gasped and continued to walk towards the top of the mountain.
This day is so long.
It doesn't even know if it can survive it.
And in the overcast and rainy weather, can you see the rising moon?
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In the jungle, I don't know who said it.
"Wait, wait until it's dark, anyway, then there will be no big things to do, and also see if anyone will come over."
There was no objection from the people around, so they walked to the hidden place, sat down quietly, and waited.
Waiting for darkness.
At the same time, there are other people waiting. Many people are waiting in Tiankun Feng Zhengyang Hall. Dongfang Tao and Yan Luo are waiting for the end of the scene, waiting for the crucial small field meeting at night; Su Qingyu is also waiting, waiting for the grand and grand ceremony to end, she can go back to visit her brother Su Mo as soon as possible, and if it is possible, Sister Yi Xin can find the man to see her.
In Liuxiangpu's guest room, Yi Xin was lying on the table with some boredom, looking at the continuous rain outside the window, and he seemed to be a little crazy.
At the same time, above the winter peaks in the sky, Bai Lian had already descended the mountain and walked easily towards the front of Kunlun Mountain. Behind her, the strange mountain peak suspended in mid-air was also covered with a layer of gray color.
It was getting dark, unconsciously.
The raindrops poured down the sky, wrapping the entire Kunlun Mountains in it, as if the whole world had become hazy. However, above the winter peak, there is no rain. I do n’t know if it is because there is a strong prohibition to isolate the rain, or if the rain falls, the winter snow is too cold and the rain is condensed. It's ice and snow.
The lonely and silent winter peak is rising, except for the stormy snow on the highest mountain, it seems that only Zhuoxian is left in the whole mountain. He stood on the edge of a cliff and stared down. For many years, he stood in this place and stared at the towering Kunlun. He was particularly familiar with the undulating Kunlun mountains.
Even he could tell at a glance where the majestic Tiankun Peak was, and he could imagine how hustle and bustle there was at the moment.
In the past many years, at this time he was in the Zhengyang Hall on Tiankun Peak, rejoicing for Zongmen, cheering for his brother, and proud of him.
However, he never thought about himself in the slightest.
Zhuoxian lowered his eyes slightly. After a while, he turned around and walked towards his Dongfu. The blizzard outside was isolated. He took out the whispering plate and placed it on the table, then opened it.
The sound of wind and snow suddenly came. After a while, this strange magic weapon uploaded the voice of Bai Chenzhen, saying: "What is it?"
Zhuoxian showed a respectful face, bowed and saluted, and then said, "Master, you're going to sit with Brother tonight, I don't know when you're leaving?"
Bai Chenzhen said, "What time is it now?"
"It's afternoon, and it's almost dusk after watching another hour, so the disciples want to come over and ask you what arrangements you have."
Bai Chenzhen paused for a moment, then said, "There are no other arrangements. Just do what we said was good. After another hour, I will come down."
Zhuo Xian saluted with fists, respectfully said, "Yes, the disciples are waiting for Master here."
On the wind dial, the snow disappeared, and gradually returned to its original appearance. Zhuoxian stood upright, his face paled slightly, and seemed to be thinking, thinking about something.
A cold wind suddenly blew from behind, leaving a little chill at his back neck, Zhuo Xian tightened his body, turned arrogantly, and said, "Who!"
At the entrance of his cave house, Shimen opened it silently and unknown. After a while, an unusually tall and burly body appeared at his cave door, and that dark shadow poured into his cave house and brought him The whole person is completely covered.
Zhuoxian took a step back, his face suddenly showing a little nervousness, but after taking a deep breath, his body slowly relaxed.
"You're here?" He asked in a low voice, somehow bitter in the tone of the voice.
"Well." The huge figure responded, and after a while, the man suddenly asked again, "You regret it?"
Zhuo Xian's face changed, and he didn't answer immediately, and the huge shadow seemed to have unusual patience. He didn't ask impatiently, but waited quietly outside the gate of Dongfu.
After a while, Zhuo Xian said, "There is nothing to regret."
"Oh." The tall figure outside the cave answered, and then, suddenly a white light passed by, but something was thrown in from outside the cave.
Zhuoxian reached out and grabbed it, looking intently, but found that he was holding a jade bottle in his hand, he hesitated for a moment, or opened the stopper and looked.
I saw that there was no elixir in this jade bottle, and it was filled with a black ink, but for some reason, this black water did not have a foul smell, but instead faintly carried a strange aroma.
Like the fragrance of ambergris.
Zhuoxian's hands suddenly shook, and a pair of eyes stared at the jade bottle tightly, holding his hands tightly. It seemed that ten thousand or ten thousand were afraid to accidentally drop the jade bottle to the ground.
"I think you know what to do?"
Zhuoxian bowed his head slightly, and after a while, quietly said, "Yes, I know."
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Deep in the moist mountain forest, four Yuanyuan real people and He Yi, the only monk Jin Dan, have been waiting.
However, the so-called traitor did not appear, and there was no trace of anyone approaching.
No one spoke, everyone was waiting in the heavy rain, until it was almost dark.
Somewhere in the distance there seemed to be a lively scene of gongs and drums and fairy music floating. It wasn't too real to hear, but in this day and age, the real people of Yuan Ying have all seen the excitement on Tian Kun Peak.
Looking into the distance, the faces of the two real people, Qiandeng and Mingzhu, showed a bit of irony, while He Yi was sitting on the ground, occasionally turning around to see the dead body of the empty real person still discarded on the ground, then He immediately moved away with a trace of pain as if he was a guilty conscience.
"Aren't we going to participate in the Zongmen Council at night?" It was suddenly Kihara who spoke at this moment, and his frown slightly frowned. "Here, if no one comes here for half a day, you don't have to wait any longer. Stop it. "
He Yi wanted to stop talking. Except for him, he was a real and powerful Yuan Ying, and there was really no room for him to speak.
The real man next to Qiandeng looked over and said, "Anyway, there is indeed a mystic pattern carved here first. Let's do it for the sake of others and wait until it's dark. If it is true that there is a cult within us, we will capture it. If the situation is already in the air and he is afraid to come over, then it is fine. We can just continue to do things as agreed. "
Kihara nodded slowly, and said, "Okay, I know."
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The sound of clouds and sounds, the bells and drums rang out, and the long and cumbersome but lively etiquette of Tian Kunfeng Zhengyang Palace was finally completed ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Many people have a trace of fatigue on their faces Color, while the free-moon real person standing on the high platform is free-spirited, without the slightest feeling of tiredness. People around looked at it, and naturally felt that the real person in the free month was indeed a great real Yuan Ying. If he presided over the meeting for such a long time, he couldn't even see a bit of fatigue.
However, it is always necessary to come. These rituals are completed one by one. At the last moment, the real moon is busy, and he glances outside Zhengyang Hall.
There was still rain in the sky outside, and lightning flashed through the clouds above the sky, while thunder burst like a roar of the sky, pouring down large swaths of rain.
God seems to be getting dark.
This day seems to be over.
But it seems, it seems to be about to start in general.
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Deep in the dense forest, the Yuanyuan infants, who have been closing their eyes and nourishing their souls, are unusually calm and peaceful, making people seem to have no idea that something terrible will happen soon.
Only when the sky was slowly getting dark and when the night was about to come over, the real man in Qiandeng suddenly opened his eyes, looked up, and slowly stood up, saying, "It's almost time, let's go."
"Where to go?" Someone asked.
"Tian Kunfeng, Zhengyang Hall." Qiandeng really said faintly, his gaze gazing into the distance, his face gloomy and sorrowless, and he just walked on. The other three Yuanyuan real people and He Yi followed suit.
As they left, the woods calmed down quickly. On the dark ground, next to the dead human body, a hollow branch bounced slowly, as if trying to rise, but after a moment, suddenly He sank again and stayed still.
It was dark, and the darkness fell on the Kunlun Mountains. The sky flashed with thunder and lightning, like a hustle and bustle feast, at which the curtain slowly opened.