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Chapter 68 Sword Love, Luoxia Valley

The mountain is not high.

Water is clear and clear.

Jianqing's thin figure was trekking on the rugged mountain road; this figure was swaying, like a loneliness on the big tree in the autumn rain, lonely and melancholy; he walked forward with difficulty without resting or looking back, suddenly he didn't know how many bends he turned and how many canals he had walked; but fewer people he met, gradually he was noisy, noisy, people, and many evil plants and ferocious beasts.

I don’t know how many more roads I have walked, but my body seems to have become a piece of lead stone. Two ancient roads suddenly appeared in the mountains: one is to the left and the other is to the right; there is a sound of gurgling water coming from the mountains above the ancient road, and the bright and pleasant birds singing happily amid the sound of the flowing water.

Jian Qing's thin figure stayed at the fork in the road for a while, and finally walked towards the road to the right with heavy steps.

The road is winding and detouring, with cliffs on both sides standing, as if there is an end everywhere and no end everywhere; strange trees of varying thickness extend from the cliff, like colorful snakes dancing, and like silver monkeys exploring the moon.

After a long time, a giant mountain suddenly appeared in front of me, blocking the road ahead. In front of the mountain, there was a relatively wide land, with seven ancient pine trees standing everywhere. At the bottom of the giant mountain, a stone cave more than ft., like the mouth of a giant beast, emitting red halos from time to time.

Jianqing's thin figure walked to the cave, and knelt down on the ground with a plop. He solemnly held out a sword of the sword with both hands, as if he was devoutly nostalgic and as heavy as a memorial.

A heavy sigh slowly came out of the hole; this sigh also had a tortuous smell.

"Tell me." A rough voice came out in the cave with a sigh.

"Yes, uncle!" Jian Qing bowed heavily, put Saber Qing on the ground, and told him about the incident that day.

"Die well! Death well!" After hearing Jian Qing's narration, the man in the cave suddenly burst into laughter.

"Uncle Master!" Jian Qing was so confused that he screamed at the cave.

"I only die for justice, brothers, and to eliminate demons. I die well! I die well! I die well!" The man in the cave smiled sadly.

"Uncle Master!" Jian Qing was so heartbroken that he kowtowed deeply on the ground with a "bang".

A heavy gust of wind came from the cave and flew towards Jianqing; Jianqing hurriedly raised his hand and answered it, and a red book fell into his hand. There were four large black characters on the book: "Hongqing Sword Technique".

"Since my disciple has gone, I'll give you this sword technique. I hope you can succeed as soon as possible and avenge my disciple!" The man in the cave explained, and there seemed to be a feeling of fatigue in his voice.

"Uncle Master..." Jian shouted anxiously.

"Go and see your master. He misses you very much." The man in the cave told the guest.

"Yes!" Jian Qing had no choice but to bow deeply again, hold the knife and get up, and turn around with a heavy feeling.

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A small garden, two white pavilions, and a row of luxurious houses.

Jian Qing stepped into the garden nervously for the first step, and a emotionless voice rang out: "I'm back."

Jian Qing seemed to be surprised, and stood still, and replied in a quiet voice: "Yes, Master!"

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Fantasy continent, among gods and demons.

Qiu Fan and his family of three, with Yi Qiuyang, avoided the secret line of the high priest and successfully arrived at Luoxia Valley.

Yiqiuyang was carried by Qiu Liang all the way, and he looked along Qiu Liang's direction. Luoxia Valley was a trumpet-shaped valley like red clouds. The sandstone-like valley walls were struck by the wind and frost over the years, like pages of history and the rings of life.

"In the curious valley, if the ambush is arranged on these cliffs and the ambush is put on red coats, the enemy will never notice it." Yi Qiuyang said as he looked at the red valley, and their clothes seemed to be dyed red.

"Actually, ambushes have been arranged on these cliffs;" Qiu Liang said cautiously: "There are always there."

"Luxia Valley is a secret force affiliated with the patriarch of this clan. After the patriarch and the high priest suffered a conflict over the tribe's daughter twenty years ago, I and several war generals recommended secret establishment. The purpose is to prevent the current situation." Qiu Fan explained.

"Prepare for the future, it should be." Yi Qiuyang agreed.

Several people walked all the way to the valley, and the space became narrower and narrower, as if they were entering a cow's horn; the color around them became more and more red, as if they were a watercolor world.

After walking about two miles away, several people suddenly found that there were several red dots ahead walking towards each other; gradually the red dots ahead accelerated, as if they were eager to move closer to themselves.

Soon after, two women and four guards appeared in front of several people.

Yi Qiuyang looked at it intently and saw that the woman in the lead seemed to be a little different from the others. Although she had beautiful hair, she had no horns on her head.

Yi Qiuyang was shocked and asked: "Is this the nunny tribe's daughter?"

"Clan girl!" After a moment, except for Yi Qiuyang, the other three bowed and bowed and said in surprise.

"Uncle Qiu, Aunt Qiu doesn't need to be polite." The clan girl hurriedly took a few steps forward and stretched out her hands to greet her.

Yi Qiuyang quickly looked at the girl of the clan. As expected, the woman had no horns on her head, had a slender figure, had a blond hair, a pretty fair face, and a pair of beautiful contact lenses as dark blue as the sea.

"Since the clan girl has arrived at Luoxia Mountain, the clan leader should have made complete arrangements. I wonder what the clan leader has to explain?" Qiu Fan asked.

"The clan leader just asks to wait here, and do not act rashly." The clan girl said, her voice was wonderful, as sweet as a spring breeze.

Qiu Fan said softly, thinking to himself: "Wait here, what is the patriarch's intention? I don't know what the patriarch's plan is?"

"Who is this person on Brother Qiu Liang's back?" asked the clan girl.

Qiu Liangzheng looked at the ladies beside the clan girl enthusiastically. This woman was his wife Peacock; he was already angry when he saw her.

"I carry this person on my back..." Qiu Liang was shocked and suddenly reacted and introduced: "It is Yi Qiuyang, a new human brother whom my father met. Because of his health, he was unable to go to the ground to pay homage. Please do not be surprised by the clan daughter! Uncle Yi, this is our single-horned clan daughter, Cuiyan clan girl."

"I've seen a clan girl!" Yi Qiuyang smiled apologetically.

"I've seen the hero Yi!" The clan girl smiled slightly, looked at Yi Qiuyang with a gentle look, as if she had finally found her own kind.

This smile makes me feel that the autumn sun suddenly feels warm spring and the warm wind is coming. It seems that all the sadness in this life has completely dissipated under this smile.

"Clan girl!" Qiu Fan suddenly said.

The clan female general turned her eyes to Qiu Fan and said, "Uncle Qiu, please say something!"

"My clan girl, Qiu Fan has something to do now and needs a trip to win in urgent need of **. Please approve it!" Qiu Fan said seriously.

The clan girl looked at Qiu Fan for a while and said in a more serious tone: "The clan leader has an explanation. If Uncle Qiu insists on winning the game, he can transfer the military power to Uncle Qiu in advance!"
Chapter completed!