They would be haunted by the nightmares of the dead Bai Xiaotian and Xiao Hou almost every day, and almost every day they would feel that Bai Qingyi was lurking around, and they would stab their throats with that invincible divine sword.

In the past 20 years, their fame has reached the peak of their lives, but their nerves are also tense on the verge of collapse.

Although they have to face the threat of Bai Qingyi at all times, they still have the sturdy tree of Ogi Mirror Palace behind them, and they are still comforted.

However, now, her Xiaohou not only missed the opportunity to capture Liu Yixiang and Ding Yuehua explained by the palace master, but also killed her own comrades.

This is tantamount to betraying the Ogi Mirror Palace and betraying the palace master.

She had lost the last barrier of the Ogi Mirror Palace.

In the past twenty years, the reason why Bai Qingyi has not made a move for a long time may have been aware of the powerful power of the Dijing Palace hidden behind them, and he did not dare to act easily.

And now, since she, Song Yanqiu, has lost the support of the Dijing Palace, then ...... It's a good opportunity for him to kill one by one in white light clothes.

This means that from now on, she Song Yanqiu will face the double pursuit of Bai Qingyi and Di Jinggong.

At this moment, Song Yanqiu is like a turtle that has lost its shell, and can only be slaughtered.

Therefore, she had no choice but to flee and began a great escape without daylight.

At this moment, although she still has Du Yanzong, although she still has the Golden Villa, she does not dare to return to the Golden Villa and return to Du Yanzong's side.

Although she killed everyone who knew after the failed operation, she could feel that the palace master already knew all this.

At this moment, the palace master must have sent people to ambush her around the Golden Throwing Villa and began to intercept and kill her.

What's more, she also heard that the white light clothes that had disappeared in the rivers and lakes for almost twenty years appeared in the rivers and lakes again.

And the white light clothes that reappeared in the rivers and lakes are Song Qiuli, who once lost the freedom of life and planted vegetables in the vegetable garden behind the mountain behind the Golden Villa for 20 years.

Although they had long realized that Song Qiuli's life experience was a little bizarre, although they had also sent someone to secretly investigate Song Qiuli's details, they never expected that Song Qiuli was actually Bai Qingyi.

Because of that nest, Song Qiuli, who is duty-bound, has nothing to do with the arrogant and wild white light clothes.

Unexpectedly, the two people who couldn't have any relationship were the same person.

It seems that life is really like a dream, and dreams are like life.

Since Bai Qingyi has reappeared in the rivers and lakes, does that mean that he already knows everything that happened in the Golden Villa, then, at this time, I am afraid that Du Yanzong will be stabbed under his invincible divine sword.

Thinking of this, Song Yanqiu's heart suddenly sank to the bottom of the river, and it was cold.

The heart is cold, but the footsteps have not stopped.

Not only did the footsteps not stop, but even kept speeding up, escaping along this embankment that I don't know where it leads, what name it is.

Although she didn't know what was waiting for her at the end of this unknown embankment, whether it was the invincible sword of Bai Qingyi, or the terrifying and evil face of the palace master of the Ogi Mirror Palace.

She didn't dare to think about it anymore.

She was afraid that if she went any further, she would lose even the confidence of this last escape.

This river is very wide and wide, just like the wanton ocean of the word "zhi" in Wang Xizhi's pen, rumbling away at the feet of Song Yanqiu.

The river is surging and the turbid waves are rolling.

The water is turbulent and majestic.

The rapids of the river roared infinitely into the distance with the icy cold of the cold night of early winter.

Song Yanqiu wrapped his clothes tightly, and looked around as he walked, the Nu River roared at his feet, and on the opposite side of the river, there were a group of peaks and mountains, like a group of tall beasts, roaring angrily.

At this time, the east was already shining slightly.

Although the sun has not yet come out, many country men have already been picking up earth and building dams there early, and they are busy coming and going.

At that time, although it was only October in early winter, the air conditioning was pressing, and it hit the muscles and bones.

But these men who picked up earth and built dams didn't care, they were all shirtless, with their trousers rolled up, but they were still sweating.

They are just busy by the river not far from Song Yanqiu, you come and go.

Although the burden on their shoulders was heavy, their steps were fast and light, and they did not know how long they had been working all night.

When I got closer, I saw clearly, it turned out that there was a big gap at the turn of the embankment, which may have been washed out by the heavy rain the night before.

Song Yanqiu suddenly stopped, looked around, and then, hiding behind a big rock, looked at these hard-working but very happy farmers from a distance.

Looking, watching, I can't help but feel a little envious.

Although these people work all day and lack food and clothing, they are carefree and happy.

In the depths of their hearts, they do not have too many expectations, let alone desires and ambitions, they just hope that the wind and rain will be smooth this year, the crops in the fields will be harvested in the coming year, and they can feed their wives and children and live happily.

Although it is a little harder, but it is already very content.

Song Yanqiu wrapped his clothes tightly, hid behind the big rock, poked out half of his head slightly, and watched them happily busy, and was distracted for a while.

Then, a sudden wave awakened her reverie.

It turned out that because the autumn rain had just passed, the water in the river had skyrocketed, and it was constantly setting off huge waves one after another, impacting the gap.

And the mud and sand that they had worked so hard to fill the gap were swept away in an instant, and only a few jagged stones remained, like the ribs of an animal whose flesh had been gnawed clean by hungry wolves, piled up coldly by the river, looking so pitiful and helpless.

The stones scattered at the breach were no longer filled with earth, and they could no longer stop the rolling river, only to let the water rush through the cracks in the stones.

After the waves, the smaller stones were even swept away by the river.

The original gaps were not plugged, but new gaps appeared, and along these gaps, the raging river water gushed out like crazy, drowning the winter seedlings in the field.

In the face of the raging water, those country men were obviously accustomed to it, and did not seem to panic, but carried the soil and stones more quickly to fill the gap.

And in his mouth, he didn't know what he was muttering.

In the face of the raging waters, in the face of the ever-expanding breach, although every load of dirt and every stone they picked up seemed so insignificant, they were still not discouraged, and they were still full of confidence.

They are like a swarm of ants, desperately trying to protect their nest in the wind and rain.

After watching it like this for a long time, Song Yanqiu seemed to have forgotten that he was on a big escape, and his panicked heart gradually calmed down.

She even felt the urge to join them and help them fill the gap, to share with them the joy of battling with nature.

In fact, in the past 20 years, why hasn't she been fighting with people all the time?