The night is cold and the wind is cold, the moon and stars are scarce, and a light boat on the sparkling river is drifting with the waves, and the swaying waves are reflected on the curtain, and the frowning brows of the swordsman in the boat are also reflected. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The rain hit the lonely wine and gradually disappeared, the dim light was boring with me, and the floating name was unfounded, not as good as the two-day tide of the cold river.

"Alas~~~"

With this sigh, it seems that the heavens and the earth also feel something, and the rain is beating on the Wupeng, adding a sense of loneliness and loneliness on this river.

"You're here. ”

In this world, it is the wind that flows endlessly, but what flows more than the wind is rumors.

"You should know what I mean. ”

The wind has a direction, and it will only see the purpose, but the rumors are scattered. In just a few days, not only did the people of the Central Plains know the news of Zhu Tian's death, but even the Wind Trace far away in the Lonely Peak got the news - even faster than the news that the white-clothed martial arts had been abolished!

"I know. ”

The river breeze blew the small curtain of solitude, vaguely revealing a gap, and put in a few waves, reflecting Dugu's resentful face even more obscurely.

"Shazhou one-word master. ”

"Huh?"

"Find this person and you'll find the answer you're looking for. ”

The wind rose suddenly, startling the waves around the boat, and through the curtain lifted by the wind, Dugu could see the eyes of the wind when he finally left.

"Alas~ The swordsman Hanjiang night is slightly cold, and he knows each other across thousands of mountains, and the old tune is especially played in the old time, and he sighs in vain. ”

The name is Dugu, and it seems that this life is destined to be lonely and suffering to be fulfilled.

However, the Trace of the Wind is the first, but it will not be the last, and the versions of the rumors along with the news of Zhu Tian's death are different, but the most real is the sentence that Zhu Tian once said at the Tanhua banquet: "The only one who can take my head is Dugu's hatred." ”

And this sentence is like a sweet bait, which is used to complete the conspiracy in the dark.

"Dugu is resentful, pay for the Demon Emperor!"

Loyal and righteous people, although they can't change their color in the Demon Dao, finally, under the guidance of conclusive "evidence", the only remaining diehard loyalist of Zhutian, one of the three banners and six generals of the Demon Sword Dao, found Dugu's resentment to avenge the Lord.

"Even if Zhu Tian is a hero all his life, there is only one loyal minister left in the end. ”

After experiencing the battle with the Tiance Dynasty, there are not many Demon Sword Dao masters left, and among them, only one person is left who is willing to give his life to avenge the old master. As for the others, there are fewer black-clothed swords who have obeyed the orders of the demon queen under the wrist of the demon queen to inherit the position of Zhutian.

"One person, enough to kill you!"

Dugu's hatred for Dugu, one of the three major swordsmen in the Demon Realm, is definitely the harshest challenge in this life for the remnants in the shadow, this peerless sword has bloomed in heaven and earth a long time ago, and I don't know how many characters who have fallen under his sword for the sake of profit.

And as the only remaining Zhutian diehard, the remnant of the shadow can only face this legendary swordsman alone.

Unconsciously, a sense of loneliness vaguely echoed on this boat, and it was the sword intent of Dugu's resentment that affected everything around him - and also affected the state of mind of the remnants in the shadow. At this moment, the world is vast, only this small boat is alone, and the people on the boat are also immersed in this loneliness.

"Puff~"

At the moment when the remnants of the shadow fell into the sword intent of Dugu's hatred, he was already doomed, and after all, there was only one person left on the river, and no one knew the remnants in the shadow with the sound of falling water.

The Scars of the Wind were willing to believe him one last time, but one after another

However, on the contrary, it seems that the Tiance Dynasty has been indifferent to this matter.

It stands to reason that the Demon Sword Dao has made such a big change, and the Tiance Dynasty that is hostile to it should react, and even take the opportunity to launch a war to sweep away this great enemy in one fell swoop.

It's a pity that even though the Demon Sword Dao may be at its lowest point ever, because the Western Desert has always been deserted, and the Demon Sword Dao has always been good at hiding traces, it is difficult to find it in the vast desert, so the Tiance Dynasty has no intention of going on an expedition at all.

Even, hearing the news of the fall of Zhutian, Qu Shitu secretly rejoiced in his heart - there was no way, at the moment when Tiance Zhenlong went to the people to find the "original intention", it was not easy to maintain the stable operation of the dynasty with Qu Shitu's prestige, and it was really difficult to start a big war.

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People move, the shadow moves, in order to seize the heart of the Buddha Manjushri Tianbu to kill the game, for the weak foundation of the chivalrous woman, all the killing monks have given up the change of moves, only to not break the golden body and strong strength to suppress people.

"Girl, be careful!"

The spell pinched and caused a magical change, and I saw that the four wild flowers and plants seemed to be endowed with spirituality, and the vines that grew wildly joined the battle at the first time, entangled the hands and feet of the monks, and prevented the evil monks from killing.

"Thank you, but this girl is not easy to mess with, keep your eyes open and look at it!"

Although he was temporarily overwhelmed by Manjushri's arrangement, Ji Xiaotang, who received Qu Huaiqing's help, regrouped almost in a blink of an eye, and his dexterous swordsmanship not only added more changes, but also his power was not comparable to before.

The dazzling sword ray, the dazzling blade, at the moment of piercing the chest of the nearest person, was immediately withdrawn by the force of the shock, so as to change the body shape, staggered to avoid two pairs of bronze iron palms, and then relied on the waist in mid-air to force the waist, grasping the slow characteristics of the evil monk's moves, and slashed through the chests of the two people again.

Due to the limited space, only these three people could directly attack Ji Xiaotang, but the situation was clear in an instant, and three blood arrows erupted from the chests of the three people at the same time, representing that Ji Xiaotang had destroyed their hearts with supreme sword qi at the moment of injuring the enemy.

The swordsman is also a soldier, the main killing, and blood will be seen when it comes out of the sheath. This is the truest portrayal of a swordsman, even a girl like Ji Xiaotang is no exception.

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"Amitabha, after following this for a long time, it's time for the donor to appear. ”

Xu is life expectancy will come to an end, and the great compassion and confession of the end of the desire for a while with the sky has become more and more old, and the old monk is like a candle in the wind at the moment, and it seems that it will be suddenly extinguished in the next second.

For a long time, there was no response, but the spiritual consciousness in the dark told the Great Compassion Confession that the person in the dark still did not leave.

Probably the end is really coming, just such a short period of effort, the body of Great Compassion and Confession has withered a lot, and this is probably what the lurker wants: with enough patience, in exchange for the most perfect fruit of victory.