"Is "Guangling San"?" Fang Zhengzhi looked at the desolation in Yun Qingwu's eyes, and inexplicably the scene when he and Yun Qingwu first met on the pleasure boat.

That time, Yun Qingwu played "Guangling San".

An ancient song that is almost lost...

Do you still remember now?

I don’t know the true face of Mount Lu, but I am only in this mountain.

Fang Zhengzhi didn't know what Yun Qingwu was thinking now, but after hearing Yun Qingwu's method, he did feel a little hesitant.

Perhaps, this state of mind is not mature, maybe, he should be harder and ignore any expression of Yun Qingwu even more.

only……

If you really act, how many men in this world can do this? Can you be so hard that you can watch the desolation of a beautiful woman and be completely indifferent?

Fang Zhengzheng hates the clouds and dance lightly.

However, if he really wanted to watch Yun Qingwu die, he felt an inexplicable sadness in his heart, and even a hint of pain.

Don’t let her take risks, just give her twenty-eight pictures of the thirty-six pictures of the sky?

After all, the two should really stand on the same front now.

She won't lie to me, right?

no!

What if?!

Fang Zhengzhi shook his head hard. He wanted to trust Yun Qingwu, but when he thought of Yun Qingwu's identity, he had to put away the weakness in his heart.

After all, Yun Qingwu is the daughter of the Demon Emperor and the Demon Emperor. Even if she doesn't want to deceive herself in her heart, who can guarantee that the final decision she made will ignore the demons and tribes?

Too adventurous.

Once Yun Qingwu turns against her, the consequences will be very serious.

Clouds dance...

If Yun Qingwu was not the daughter of the demon, Fang Zhengzhi might have chosen to believe her, but what she did as Yun Qingwu could not be judged by common sense.

After all, there are some things that Yun Qingwu had to do.

For example, in front of you, Yun Qingwu was caught by herself. At this time, Yun Qingwu was determined to die in her heart, and there was no problem.

But once Yun Qingwu is given a chance, will she really want to die?

Even if Yun Qingwu really wants to die.

However, when she saw the defeat of the demon clan, how could she be willing to leave the army of demon clans in front of her and watch Nangong Mu command the demons by taking the name of "Qiu Qi"?

Yes, I can't give Yun Qingwu a chance.

"Okay, after you merge the twenty-eight thirty-six pictures of the opening sky, I will release you and take you away with you." Fang Zhengzhi made the decision.

He was not willing to do this in his heart, but in this situation, he had to make such a decision. After all, Yun Qingwu was too dangerous.

"Yeah." Yun Qingwu just nodded gently.

There was no accusation, nor more sadness, as if she knew that Fang Zhengzhen would make such a decision, calm and composed, just like a calm lake.

Fang Zhengzhi did not hesitate any longer because he knew that the time was limited now, and since he had made a decision, he would follow the decision.

With a change of heart, Yun Qingwu was taken into the black gold box.

And in the black gold box, there are twenty-eight pictures of the thirty-six pictures of the sky.

Such a change...

It naturally attracted the attention of the army of demons and tribes.

"Where is the young master?!"

"Where did Fang Zhengzhi get the young master?"

"Did he transfer the young master to another place? But it's impossible. If he could do this, why didn't he run away by himself?"

The army of demons and tribes doesn't quite understand.

However, Yun Qingwu's sudden disappearance gave them a powerful shock. After all, they were thinking in their hearts that they could snatch Yun Qingwu back from Fang Zhengzheng's hands.

"Fang Zhengzhi, return the young master to us!" While the army of the two demon clans was shocked, they also began to unable to help but attack Fang Zhengzhi.

Countless arrows and spears were shot straight, with some dazzling light mixed in.

This time, they obviously did not ask Nangong Mu for permission. From this point of view, the army of the two demons still recognized Yun Qingwu as the main person.

Fang Zhengzhi naturally would not answer the questions of the army of demons and tribes.

But the attacks of the two demons and army together gave him some minor trouble. Although these things could not really hurt him, they could also make him a little dazzled.

Moreover, because the branches of the sacred tree constantly compress the square and upright movement space, the arrows and spears can fall on him by chance.

There is no way to avoid it.

As a last resort, Fang Zhengzhi could only cover a layer of light shield around him and forcibly resisted it, but in this way, the consumption became more and more intense.

Fortunately, the original power in the small world of Fangzheng is enough.

Can hold on for a while.

However, Yun Qingwu's condition was obviously not very good.

As Fang Zhengzheng kept resisting the attacks of the two demon army and Nangong Mu, Yun Qingwu's face became paler and paler.

Thirty-six Heavenly Gang is an extremely sophisticated astrology. When you cannot breathe, you still have to deduce it calmly. This difficulty can be imagined.

It’s like doing a complex math problem in an extremely noisy environment. Even if you can do it, the speed will definitely be slower than usual.

Yun Qingwu is obviously more difficult now.

After all, breathing air is a person's instinct. In the absence of air for a long time, it may even cause the brain to be dehydrated and fall into a coma.

This is no longer a question of whether Yun Qingwu is calm enough, but a question that her body cannot bear.

"Can you do it? If not, what should I do?" Fang Zhengzhi could feel Yun Qingwu's state in the black gold box. In addition to his increasingly pale face, Yun Qingwu's body seemed to start to tremble constantly.

Twenty-eight pictures of the thirty-six pictures of the sky floating quietly in front of Yun Qingwu. She just stared at those pictures quietly, and her hands kept gesturing something in front of her.

Time flies very quickly.

How long can a person not breathe?

This question is not difficult.

Moreover, the most important thing is that Yun Qingwu’s cultivation level is not high, she is just gathering stars, and it is unlikely to rely on her cultivation level to hold on.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

In the sky, blood-red lightning fell.

Fang Zhengzheng kept dodging, and at the same time, he supported the light shield to block the arrows and spears shot from all directions.

The fire-in spear in his hand quickly thorned the branches of the sacred trees, and the flames were everywhere, and there were various lights mixed in it.

"Fang Zhengzhi, you can't hold on for long, give me what I want." Nangong Mu's voice sounded again, but the branches surrounding Fang Zhengzhi's sacred tree did not mean to stop.

Not only did they not stop, but they were getting more and more.

Infinite.

Constantly colliding with the Huolin Gun made Fang Zhengzhi's head covered with sweat.

"Hasn't it been deduced yet?" As time went by, Fang Zhengzhi's heart gradually began to feel a little anxious.

But Yun Qingwu was still constantly gestured in front of her, and she had no intention of combining the twenty-eight thirty-six pictures of the sky.

no!

Yun Qingwu seemed to be unable to hold on!

Fang Zhengzhi could clearly feel that Yun Qingwu's gestures on her hands were slowing down, which also means that the later she went, the difficulty of her deduction became more and more difficult.

Do you want to let her out?

If this continues...

Maybe Yun Qingwu will really die.

While Fang Zhengzhi was thinking this way, Yun Qingwu finally made movements. One hand was still gestured, but the other one had already pulled out and started to make some marks on the twenty-eight pictures of the thirty-six pictures of the sky.

One mind and two uses?!

Yun Qingwu, this woman...

I'm too strong!

Can it be done?

Fang Zhengzhi forced himself to resist the urge to let Yun Qingwu out, because he still couldn't really believe Yun Qingwu's words in his heart.
To be continued...