So-called..................

The momentum cannot be exhausted, the words cannot be exhausted, the blessings cannot be enjoyed, the rules cannot be exhausted, everything is too exhausted, and fate is bound to end early.

If the love is gone, it will be a big dream.

If the hexagram is exhausted, I am afraid that the way of heaven is impermanent.

At this moment............ Qingshan's face was enlightened, so that the scholar-like tender face was also weathered, full of traces of sword moves, the wind left clouds, the sword left traces, and now, his sword qi has gone to the fullest!

And if the sword is gone............ The sword will surely break the dead!!

Seeing that the two qi swords trembled violently, and they could barely suppress the Yin Moro, Qingshan swept his temples with both sword fingers with both hands and leaned behind him.

The two Dao robes swayed violently, and the sword finger of Qingshan was already on top of the sword behind him.

"Senior sister, you are optimistic about my trick......!!"

'When the sword is unsheathed............ Designated as the !! of the world'

Qiang ——————————

The sharp blade passed through the sheath, and the sound of the metal phoenix roared, and the sword had been shot straight to Yin Moro's chest by Qingshan.

The husband is also empty, and the wife is empty, and there is no meeting on the Huangquan Road.

Friends are also empty, friends are also empty, and each has a different future.

[Twin Swords] - [Shattering Blade] !!

Syllable!!!

The sword fingers of both hands were fiercely gathered and clapped together, symbolizing the union of the two swords into one.

The huge air pressure in the palm made a lot of sound, and it even emitted an air flow that blew Qingshan's temples to the side.

The starlight in the young man's eyes flickered, and the slightest sword aura sparkled.

He just stood there, the smoke around him being divided into pieces, and the places where they were connected were like the North Dipper of the Star River.

Heaven and earth rise and fall, too forgetful, yin and yang, a sword to the heart.

This sword poured all of Qingshan's efforts.

Poof, at the same time that the thin sword was inserted into Yin Moluo's chest, Qingshan's brows were raised sharply, as if the world was about to come to an end here.

Crackling, crackling.

Immediately after, dense cracks spread from the roots of the two qi swords and the Wen sword.

The sword has gone to its fullest, and this is the end of using its own power.

A huge amount of sword qi poured into the three swords, making the thin sword body unable to bear it anymore.

And that huge sword qi ...... Along with the three swords, it was also poured into the body of Onmara..................

Touch!!!!!!

In the next instant, the three swords exploded in unison, shattering into sharp blades one by one, all of them splashed, scraped, and fell deeper into Yin Moro's body.

It's like ...... Poison with sword energy, fragmentation grenades.

Smoke poured out of the wound, and the blue ghost fire ignited itself as if it were out of control.

Finally, those dark eyes, like the sword, cracked.

"Lord Drink-Swallow...... I'm looking forward to ...... Hyakki Night Walk .................."

Touch!!!!!

Thump.

As Onmora's body exploded into pieces, Aoyama, who had won the victory, also collapsed with a satisfied face.

The sword qi dissipated, and his eyes were very gentle.

(See, sister, isn't it...... Very handsome?)

Just thinking about this last sentence, Aoyama lost consciousness. He inhaled too much chemical gas, and shattered the two air swords he had born from his heart.

In this non-stop heavy snow, Qingshan lay on the ground, unconscious————

The smoke cleared, the broken blade showed a fire-like red in the scarlet sun, and the Taoist priest lay alone on the street, his body covered in snow, a little cold, and the sunset that emitted the fire of life gradually sank, and night fell. The moonlight reflects the snow.

This is the appearance of the 'wind flower'————————

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When the world is long and the moon is like a qing, hold on to the incomplete until dawn.

The green water duckweed is old, and the rising sun is exhausted.

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Wait for the dawn and quietly close a pair of eyes.

The light shines into the heart that is blindly waiting for a new wind to blow.

Good night, the brightest star in my heart.

Please keep shining like this.

Grant my wish or something, or something.

I wouldn't say that.

I'll just wait quietly and move forward silently, so ............

I don't need answers, I just want you to listen.

Not a goodbye, that last word.

Your sword, in the streets without you, continues to be passed on.

With the breeze wafting, your scent floated on the bridge of my nose.

I can't help but pursue, in the depths of my memory. Time on the streets.

As long as we keep looking, we will inevitably meet, under some distant sky.

Just like that day.

Like the flower that never withers in the dream.

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The railway is refined, and the eaves can shelter from the rain.

The view of the station, though is different from that day.

The red bench of your choice.

It's still cold and left in place.

I really want to see you.

This is a phrase that has been repeated many times in my heart.

Later............ I won't say any more.

For I can hear your voice.

'Go ahead. ’

'Smile.' ’

Lonely and smiling.

What no one knows, belongs to the two of us.

I will always abide by that promise.

Anytime, anywhere. I know you're right behind me.

It remains today. I pray to meet you in my dreams.

It can only be heard there, a slightly hoarse laughter.

Once upon a time, two people hummed a tune together.

I will............ Keep it in mind.

Dreams, dreams, only here can I meet you.

If you close your eyes, it is eternity.

I still have a lot to say to you, and I still want to spend a lot of time with you.

I still have a lot of questions...... I would like to ask you.

At that time, you hugged me tightly in tears.

Try to make me laugh?

'What are you crying about?'

'It's fine. ’

'You are my treasure. ’

It is still audible today.

"Senior brother, it's okay, come, wipe your tears. ”

Behold, I hear it!!

I want to see you, I want to see you.

My heart aches because I want to see you.

I can't help but look for a gentle back similar to you. The end of the world, the cape, the street, in the dream.

If only I could find you.

Just like the day the sun sets.

I don't need answers, I just want you to listen.

Not goodbye, the last smile said, 'Thank you'.

Your sword, in the city without you, continues to be inherited.

You............ In my dreams, it will never wither.

Flower.

..............................

Open your eyes.

A gust of wind blew on his face, crying, Qingshan wiped the moist corners of his eyes, but there was a smile on his face.

Apparently, he had a good dream.

But............

Looking around, the scenery around here is somewhat familiar, and I ...... Where is this?

"Ah, there's movement, I'll take a look. ”

A young female voice came from outside the door, and with that familiar voice, Aoyama also recognized the environment he was in............

This dresser, this bedside table...... Here it is............

"Oh! Daoist Aoyama, you slept for three days and three nights, and you finally woke up!"

The blonde girl was holding a plate of apples and putting them in her mouth, and it didn't look like she was cutting for Aoyama.

Ah, this is Oni Liu's house............

Qingshan nodded slightly, and after confirming that he was in good health, he asked Alice seriously: "Ah...... Have I slept for so long......? How could it be here?"

Katz, Katz.

Alice took a big bite of the apple, muttered to Qingshan and said, "It was Zilong who brought you back, and he couldn't wake you up no matter how he screamed when he saw that you were not injured." I almost cried ............"

Zilong!!............ Zilong: He's fine.

Seeing a relieved Aoyama smile, Alice thought about what Ichishin had said at that time.

'Aoyama Dao is actually very remarkable. ’

Puzzled, she swallowed all the apples in her mouth, and Alice sat down close to Aoyama's bedside and asked, "Why are you fighting so hard?

was asked so suddenly, Qingshan was also stunned.

Why? Why do you swing your sword? What's in the back? What's in front of you?

If it was the former Aoyama, you might be confused for a while, and then give an ambiguous answer............

However, now Qingshan, there is no confusion in my heart.

The scholar-like childish, crane-haired face looked at the branches outside the window.

The eyes are like water, but the eyes are as steady as Mount Tai.

Between the conversations, a sword aura is hidden in it, which tugs people's heartstrings.

"I just think ...... If it were her, she would probably do it......"

looked at Qingshan's steady and serious look............

Alice greeted the spring breeze outside the window, and accidentally looked a little fascinated.

Squeak ————

The wooden door was pushed open, and the two of them also looked at the sound, and standing at the door and walking into the house was an old man.

"Mr. Oniyanagi, thank you for taking care of ............ these days."

Oni Liu waved his hand, chuckled, and after signaling that Aoyama didn't need to be polite, he sat down on another bed.

The expression of the old dragon clock is full of energy. It seems that he is very interested in Aoyama at this moment.

"Aoyama...... Have you noticed that the two spiritual powers in your body are now balanced and can be controlled freely?"

That's right............

Qingshan paused, and after a breath, he found that he could indeed control the two spiritual powers in his body freely.

Fear............ Not only because of the change of mood, but also because there is 'her' to help.

"Yes, senior, I noticed it. ”

Seeing that Qingshan did not hesitate, cutting off his confused expression, Ghost Liu was even more curious.

As I said before, neither of the two spiritual powers in his body looked like his own............

A feminine sword aura, a fierce ghost aura...... What the hell is this ......?

"Do you perceive the true identity of that spiritual power?"

Real Identity............

Aoyama was silent and nodded. I already have a candidate in mind.