The city wall is not a beautiful scenery, but the precipitation of history,

Lu Huan remembered that Tang Keer said that he regretted dismantling these historical marks, and he also heard Du Qifang talk about similar ideas, and read that the city wall where God used to be able to run cars has become dust, thinking of such a past, Du Qifang sighed only regret,

Lu Huan didn't have such feelings, he only saw that because of one person's thoughts, countless people's blood was shed and a piece of grandeur was left, and when another person's thoughts arose, a group of people could be mobilized to destroy these things with the same vigor, and no one dared to stop them.

This is the charm of power, the emperors of the past, the officials of the present, those men who have climbed to the top, when they look down on the world, can they really say that they are free,

Now Lu Huan longs for the freedom most, he knows that what he has done is far from enough, what he has is far from enough, no matter how ruthless he is, it is just a little hesitation when he does it to others, and some people dare to take risks for the sake of interests, because he still does not have real strength,

The Son of Heaven was angry and bled for thousands of miles, and he thought that if he stood on the cusp of the storm and didn't want to give up everything he had now and live a secluded and idyllic life, he needed the corresponding strength to protect the people he cared about.

This is a man's responsibility, if he can't even take care of the people around him, let them not have enough food and clothing, let them be afraid in danger, let them lose the sense of happiness they should have in panic, that is his failure,

He remembered the meaning that Fan Xian conveyed for an old man, originally he didn't want to agree because he felt that he had lost his freedom, and he was going to refuse, but now he looked at it differently, this may be an excellent opportunity for him to get a life-saving hole card.

After all, in the territory of China, no one dares to get along with the army, and the experience of the regime in the barrel of the gun is summed up by the older generation shouting every day, and the little guy now does not dare to ignore the power of the gun no matter how arrogant he is.

At this moment, Lu Huan was extremely glad that life and all kinds of cunning in the shopping mall had honed some of the edges and corners on his body, and the answer to Fan Xian was "I'm thinking about it", instead of the resolute denial when he came according to his temperament before,

Now, he's becoming sleek and more and more fit into this society.

It's just that there are some things he can still do, and no matter how much people are bent over by the life of this son of a bitch, there is also a breath that cannot be changed, if he even gives up that breath, he can no longer become a pure person,

It was nothing but a corpse,

Lu Huan walked up the stairs along the bricks and stones that had been washed away by the years, on the mottled city wall, the five-story building looked at the road below and the cars were as small as ants, and the grass spread in the cracks of the brick wall that had not been walked through, because the weather was getting cooler, and the green had been dyed with a layer of decayed yellow.

The sunset is like blood, which magnifies this dilapidated sense of time even more, and the names of the craftsmen on the city walls are vaguely recognizable, and in order to build such a city wall, the craftsmen need to be responsible for each brick, and there will be soldiers who will smash the brick walls with heavy hammers,

If the brick breaks, the craftsman dies, and if the brick does not break, the soldier dies.

This is the hard work that the emperor paid to ensure his country, maybe those historians who turned the paper book read this and commented on cruelty and cleverness, Du Qifang also remembered this feeling when he read with Lu Huan in the middle of the night, but Lu Huan felt that a man took great pains to keep his beloved,

Love the country and love the beauty more, since ancient times, there are too many things in a person's heart that cannot be parted, in order to get through those hardships all the way and walk to the pinnacle of good.

Finally, Lu Huan saw the young man standing with his sword in his back, he turned his back to Lu Huan, and looked at the bottom of the city wall, the peak-spherical planetarium not far away blocked half of the remnant sun, and the huge lens reflected that mortals don't understand starlight at all, maybe that's the secret that is changing millions of light years away,

Perhaps every flickering is the destruction and rebirth of a galaxy, but in the eyes of onlookers, this groundbreaking feat is not as important as his son drinking a sip of milk when he eats.

This is intimacy, this is the various angles from which a person thinks about problems with himself as the starting point.

Lu Huan didn't know what kind of person Sun Lang was, and he hadn't had a deep friendship with him after meeting in a hurry several times, but he knew from the information that he was the seventh genius boy on the killer list now, a first-class master,

That's enough, enough for nine out of nine people in the world not to dare to face Sun Lang in anger alone, and not dare to put forward a heads-up after provoking him.

But Lu Huan said that in order to know what Du Qifang said at that time, he still had to compete with Sun Lang, and then ......

"I thought you wouldn't dare come,"

Sun Lang turned around, the scars on his face had been treated, but he could still see the redness and swelling, after all, Lu Huan also used all his strength to smash his face, otherwise the physical fitness of a first-class master would not leave any traces at all.

At this time, the young swordsman was dressed in white like snow, and his slender body was unusually harmonious with the ancient city wall, which was a kind of beauty of a girl screaming, as if he was handsome in a costume drama.

"It's just a fight, I'm not cowardly,"

Lu Huan held the wolf wind chime in his hand, threw the scabbard aside, held this Oriental katana, which was far longer than an ordinary katana, and smiled indifferently, "I also want to know, what is the gold content of that killer list, so that I will have money in the future, and I will know that this money is not unjustly spent when I hire people to do tasks,"

Sun Lang also smiled: "I'm afraid, you don't have such a chance,"

This time, he didn't use the soft sword he had always carried with him, but hung an antique and antique narrow green blade on his waist, the sound of a dragon's groan, the sword body was as red as blood, and the blade was extremely narrow, it can be imagined that when he swung it, the speed must be terrifying.

Lu Huan shrugged his shoulders and didn't speak, but he sank his shoulders, opened his feet openly, and stared at the tip of Sun Lang's sword, indicating that he was ready.

"Actually, you can completely ignore such an agreement, or win by numbers, in this ridiculous era, no one will laugh at you, the winner is the king, the loser is the villain, something as traditional as a duel, even my aunt will say that it is childish,"

Sun Lang with a strange regret, or relief, with an emotion that no one understands,

But he quickly slashed out as if he was afraid that Lu Huan would regret running away,

All afternoon he meditated here, watching the sun from the middle of the sky to the west, no one knew what questions he had thought, and with the song of these plants and cicadas, he had been thinking about what truth, whether with nostalgia for the opposite,

But his sword is extremely fast, as fast as the newborn morning sun pierces the clouds, with no hesitational determination,

He hated Lu Huan, hated him for beating him in the love field, and twice forced himself to be unable to exert his strength.

When he spoke, Lu Huan was silent like a statue, standing solemnly ready to wait for his reaction; when Sun Lang moved, Lu Huan also moved, the steps under his feet were strange, his upper body did not move, the seemingly unpleasant movements, his upper body did not move, but he took a slight step and turned, but his body turned behind Sun Lang as if he teleported,

This sword, naturally, is empty,

If the old wine is here, he will definitely be surprised, because the steps Lu Huan used at this time are exactly the same as the steps he used to send Lu Huan's soul into Yuan Ruowen's spiritual world that day, which is the secret that Taoism has comprehended from the innate gossip diagram.

Unexpectedly, Lu Huan just watched it once, and he understood the mystery, and he could have it in the actual battle, such a talent, that is, the predecessors who created this set of steps had to bow down to the resurrection,

Cleverly let Sun Lang's sword, Lu Huan lifted the wolf wind chime and swung it at Sun Lang's neck, and the crisp wind chime swept through the air, although it was beautiful, it was the sound of the hooves of the carriage of death, which made Sun Lang's hair stand up all over his body, and he jumped forward and avoided this sword.

Lu Huan didn't have any surprised looks, if Sun Lang only had such strength, he would only be on the killer list, Huaxia is vast, and the masters of the hidden world are also endless, and he was put on top of his head by a young man, there is only one possibility, he has the corresponding strength,

There was no space after Sun Lang's dodge, and the three swords were brushed behind him like eyes, and the sword pointed at Lu Huan's vital point, so that Lu Huan, who wanted to take the opportunity to pursue, could only give up the attack, and the horizontal sword blocked Sun Lang's three swords,

This is one of Sun Lang's tricks, "back stinger", many people who want to sneak up on him behind him are cut by his sword.

It's just that Lu Huan never has any emotions of underestimating the enemy, every sword is going all out, until the final victory is decided, his emotions will not fluctuate, just like a machine accurately controlling his every move, overlapping with Sun Lang's figure, the two of them fight fast and fight together,

In the blink of an eye, it was fifty moves, after fighting with Lu Huan, Sun Lang's heart seemed to be turning a monstrous wave, he would have used firearms to make up for his lack of strength, but what he couldn't imagine was that Lu Huan could fight with him with a long knife.

He knew very well that the injury in the morning had no effect, and his current state could be said to be his peak, and Lu Huan was on par with him.

Could it be that he is also a first-class master,

It was too late for this thought to flash, because of distraction, the wolf wind chime in Lu Huan's hand pierced Sun Lang's somewhat hesitant sword curtain and crossed Sun Lang's throat,

Sun Lang's face turned pale in an instant, and he asked with a dead face, "...... you When is it already a first-class master,"

"First-class master, I've been a long time ago,"

Lu Huan stood with his sword in his hand, just looking at Sun Lang's beautiful little face that had become distorted due to fear and resentment and suspicion of various complex emotions, and his smile was grim, "I said that I never doubted my breakthrough, but I don't know when he will come...... It seems that no one has had the opportunity to see me fight since I became the dean,"

When Sun Lang heard this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly: "It turns out that this is the case, my skills are not as good as others...... But beg to die,"

He leaned forward suddenly, and his neck hit the wolf wind chime in Lu Huan's hand,

But Lu Huan seemed to have expected him to react like this, and first withdrew the wolf wind chime, with a mocking smile on his face: "Die, if you dare to touch my woman, I will let you die easily,"

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( Strongest Imperial Doctor )