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That is the gentleness and gentleness that belongs to Xie Buchen alone. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

There was a faint hoarseness in his voice, because of the death of the day and night, he finally fell ill, and was in a coma for three whole days, and did not wake up until this late night.

His eyes were also filled with a calm that drowned out all the glitz, looking at her, his heart full of her, waiting for her answer.

And at this moment, I was sad and stiff.

She could barely tell where she was, who she saw, and what she was experiencing.

The boat sails on the river, rippling with the river.

Seeing the sad mood, but the fierce waves above the sea, a surging.

"To say yes or not to say yes?"

The voice of banter sounded from the void and fell into the ears of sorrow.

She stood stiff and didn't move.

Karma Daojun couldn't help laughing, but it was not as gentle as an ordinary woman, but a little hearty: "The beginning of bad luck, the beginning of hatred...... If you were given another chance to choose, would you say yes or not? This is a past that has really happened to you, and it is difficult to face......"

"Six causal doors, that's really a good thing, isn't it?"

……

Seeing sorrow, he still didn't speak.

She stared at Xie Buchen, who was standing opposite her, her thin cheeks and a slightly cold brow, as if she had been infected with frost and cold due to the sudden events in the past few days, but her eyes were slightly warm.

I once remembered that it was the eyes of this moment, on the crushed waves of the river, that made her finally surrender, and from then on she would be inseparable from him in life and death, sharing weal and woe.

Who allowed her to be a white head for the rest of her life?

Now there is only hatred and hatred!

Standing in front of Xie Buchen, standing on this rickety boat, the moon in the sky shone on the two people.

Maybe it was because of her strange silence, maybe it was because of the unusual expression on her face, Xie Buchen on the side of the boat seemed to be a little worried about her, and couldn't help but take a step towards her.

In those eyes that have always been calm, there is a rare bit of uncertainty, and there is even a fragility that hope may be shattered.

He seemed, a little scared.

Fear of coming out of the mouth of sorrow to draw a negative answer.

"When we settle down, we will remain incognito and no longer be displaced. From now on, you and I will be each other's only family, and we will have children, and slowly gray hair will be full of ......"

His voice was flat, soft, and low, like the sound of the waves on the river.

Word by word, it is incomparably clear.

Xie Buchen walked over to her, held her cold hand, and rubbed it slowly, as if he wanted to warm her hands, but the next moment he seemed to realize that his hands were just as cold, and even came out of the river.

So, all the movements froze suddenly, and he suddenly shook his head and smiled, as if he was laughing at such a rare lack of consideration for himself.

So at this moment, a smile lit up his entire pale face.

Seeing the sorrow, the whole heart suddenly trembled......

How familiar.

She blinked, as if she felt something hidden under her eyes, as if she was thinking about something.

In the end, he smiled softly when he saw sorrow, like a sigh: "...... have children"

Slowly close your eyes, the night, and this and so long.

……

Outside the main peak of Kunwu, all the people who were still looking at the scene above the wooden door were suddenly confused.

"What's that place?"

"Who's that?"

"It's too vague...... I can't see it clearly. ”

The sound of small discussions sounded around Yunhai Square.

Hengxu Zhenren did not speak.

The people of Fudao Mountain looked at the wooden door with an unprecedented solemn expression, the wooden door that they walked in with sorrow.

"See the sad girl......"

"Worried?"

Hearing his voice, Hengxu Zhenren finally asked.

The Fudao mountain man glanced at him and snorted coldly: "I'm afraid that the person who is most worried is not me." ”

There are words in the words.

It wasn't the buttress he was familiar with.

But they ...... It's true that it's been rusty for a long time.

Hengxu Zhenren did not reply, only looked at the ten-zhang high giant gate, a vague moon, like inlaid with hairy edges, and the fishing fire and boats floating on the river, all in the shadows.

All outsiders could only see the images that seemed to be covered in mist, which were not clear at all, and could only vaguely guess from these images what was going on, or what kind of people they met.

And see sorrow, standing in this small boat.

In front of her appeared a man with a tall build, and everyone could see him, but few could guess his identity.

Only a few people in the Kunwu Sect felt a vague familiarity, but they couldn't believe it: after all, how could the first person of the new generation of Yashan, who is now in the limelight, have anything to do with Xie Buchen, the most talented true disciple of Kunwu in recent years?

Maybe......

Do you see the future?

Wu Duan, the third disciple of the Hengxu True Seat below, couldn't help frowning a little confused.

People who have come into contact with Xie Buchen may have a vague feeling, but those who have not been in contact with him naturally have no way to guess.

From the very beginning, they were concerned about their worries.

After all, the same door of right and non-causation, other people's doors are not "shocking".

At the moment when the terrifying sword mark appeared, the eyes of the audience almost ran to the side of sorrow.

It's just that I didn't expect that the third attempt was not like being in the middle of the empty sea, and I could clearly see all the scenes inside.

The scene after the test taker entered the door became blurred, perhaps because the Fudao Mountain people didn't want the weaknesses of these disciples of the new generation to be exposed in front of everyone, and they could make sense of reason.

But the more it is half-concealed, the more it arouses people's interest.

It's like at this moment, everyone can't help but think in their hearts: What kind of inner world does this female cultivator, who has only become a master of Yashan in the past two years, have experienced something, and who is the man who held her hand?

However, there has been no more development for a long time.

Quite a few people are also looking at the situation of other people.

The six test takers enter the six gates of right and effect, but they are presented with a completely different picture for everyone.

Northeast, left-handed.

The dragon tendon wrapped around his wrist had directly turned into a dragon and jumped out and threw himself into the void.

Zuoliu still had the blue book in his hand, and a brush that was about to go bald in his mouth, and he was a little confused at this moment, and he didn't understand what was going on.

What about the phantom body?

He blinked in confusion.

Just as he wanted to continue walking, he suddenly found that one golden light after another appeared in front of him, and the golden light was mixed with wisps of dark ink, which were withdrawn at once.

"Oops, what the hell!"

The dark ink is like wisps of ghostly energy.

Zuoliu was not very bold, and he was almost frightened for a moment, but the next moment, his eyes widened: "My grandma!"

A wisp of ink flew out of his blue book, condensed into the void, and in an instant, he turned into a living person.

Moreover, he is still a left-rate person who has seen it!

The gray-haired old man is not smiling, but he has a red rosacea, and his hairline looks very high, but he is afraid that he is not far from baldness.

Just at the first glance of this person, Zuo Liu recognized it: "Senior Zhang Ming, the Dharma Protector Elder of Wangjiang Pavilion, the six thousand eight hundred and ninety-six people I worship!"

"Phew. ”

Another streak of ink flew out, and the name on the blue book disappeared.

This time, what came out was a Taoist aunt wearing a plain Taoist robe, a little fat, and she looked like she had the temperament of a resentful woman, and she was not very easy to get along with.

Zuo Liu blurted out again: "The Hibiscus Fairy of Tianxue Tower! The nineteenth thousand nine hundred and seventy-five people I worship!"

……

Ink flew out, names disappeared, and living monks appeared......

In just a few breaths, in the entire void, like a temple lined with countless clay puppets, there were countless people with completely different expressions, all of whom reluctantly wrote their names in his blue book after being stalked by the Left Stream, and they were all people who worshipped the Left Stream to the extreme!

"Phantom body, you are my phantom body, right?"

Looking around, it is densely packed with people, not to mention a lineup of hundreds of monks!

God, it's just posted!

Zuoliu touched the muscles of a strong man in front of him, and almost had an urge to close his eyes and enjoy: "Strong man, my phantom body ......"

"Bang!"

A punch the size of a sandbag fell on Zuoliu's face the moment Zuoliu leaned into the arms of the strong man.

"Poof!"

Blood spurted out suddenly, and two white teeth were mixed with bright red blood, accompanied by the painful side of Fang Cai's face, he fell to the ground, and Zuo Liu's whole person was directly beaten to the ground by this punch.

The strong man had a cold face, looked at Zuoliu with an almost disgusted look, and slowly withdrew his fist.

Zuo Liu was stunned: "Aren't you my phantom body......"

This is completely in line with what the Fudao Mountain Man said before, this is what he cares about the most, these people are the people he admires the most.

Why......

Why did the "phantom body" actually hit him?

I don't understand it at all!

Zuoliu didn't believe in evil, got up from the ground with a bone, and walked directly to a grandmother next to him who was on crutches and looked extremely kind: "Grandma Shou, junior Zuo-"

"Click!"

The round head of the cane struck his knee at the moment when the left-hand voice came out, and suddenly made a terrifying sound that made people's hearts tremble.

Immediately after, there was a pig-like cry from the left: "Whoa, whoa, whoa, my kneecaps!!"

He fell directly to his knees and screamed miserably.

It's a pity that hundreds of people, crowded one after another, gathered around this void like dumplings, and surrounded him, were indifferent to his screams.

……

Northwest, Jiang asked the tide.

At the moment when the lawless and impermanent dragon veins plunged into chaos, the high hall of the Tongling Pavilion finally appeared in front of Jiang Wenchao.

"Hug a hall?"

As if surprised by what he saw, he frowned, and at that moment, he couldn't help but take a step forward.

As a result, the scene above the main hall was suddenly clear.

The division commanders in the door, one by one, sat indifferently on the top of the main hall, and all the cold eyes were projected on a figure.

It was a young man kneeling in the center of the main hall, wearing a maple leaf red robe, but he no longer gave people the warmth he used to have.

He has a youthful face.

The glory of genius faded from him at this moment, and only endless trepidation remained.

He looked up at the top of the hall in confusion, hoping to find a little hope in everyone's expressions.

But no.

Not at all.

Everyone looked at him with a face of indifference and disappointment that was almost carved out of the mold, or perhaps too lazy to look at it anymore......

At that moment, Jiang Wenchao suddenly stiffened and quietly clenched his fists.

The teachers sitting on the top of the main hall suddenly turned their heads as if they suddenly sensed Jiang Wenchao's intentions, and their cold gaze fell on him......

Due West, Little Gold.

"Watermelon ......"

"That's a lot of watermelons, oh my God!"

……

It is simply a sea of watermelons, with emerald green skin and different shades of patterns, giving people a sense of jade.

Xiao Jin entered the door of right and wrong, and entered a huge melon field, he rushed out without hesitation, hugged this melon, patted that melon, and showed an expression on his face that he was about to faint with happiness.

"The happiest thing in the world is to be a hard-working melon farmer!"

Southwest, such as Playboy.

"The Sprinkle family has never seen such a brazen person!"

"Come on, do it!"

"Eat meat, drink wine, a good man should be like this!"

"Pull out the mountains and cover the world......"

……

On the bone-paved earth, one after another sturdy men broke through the ground, as if they had been planted out of the ground, patted the shoulders like playboys, and left dirty finger prints on his embroidered clothes.

Ugly and vigorous muscles, without the slightest beauty;

The diffuse and slightly sour smell of sweat is even less attractive;

The face is full of beard, a mouthful of yellow-brown teeth, black nose hair that is about to be pricked out, and bad breath that spits out when you open your mouth......

……

Either way, it's unbearable!

The beautiful flowers on the robe, after being imprinted by the palm, retracted the petals in horror and disgust, so that a flower that had been in full bloom was transformed into a budding flower bone again on the placket of the dandy's clothes.

Each petal is tightly closed like a fortress, protecting itself to the death.

In the blink of an eye, there was not a single blooming flower on top of the gorgeous placket.

Countless palms belonging to stinky men are still reaching towards him.

The little flower pinched between the fingers finally folded, and in an instant withered between the fingers of a playboy.

That moment......

His graceful and lazy face finally darkened: "Filthy stinky men......

Five fingers clenched, and then one!

If the playboy raises his hand, it is a slap, and he directly slapped a group of strong men in front of him!

"It's really uncomfortable to be right and wrong!"

Southeast, Xiahou pardon.

"From now on, you are the Emperor of All Weapons and the Lord of Ten Thousand Soldiers!"

"There is no one in the world who is your friend, and the whole world is the enemy!"

"You no longer need these people, and you no longer need hypocritical friends, as long as you are alone, you can cross the nineteen continents......"

……

In the endless void, a majestic and rampant sound echoed, mixed with the impact of shackles waving, which was particularly terrifying.

Xiahou Yu stepped on the clouds, and each cloud was a strange crimson.

In the desolate fields below, withered yellow and withered grass took over the sky, and cold broken stems trembled in the wind.

One by one, the graves stand in the field, and each grave is a dusty weapon, waiting for someone to dig up the graves, pry open the coffins, and let them see the light of day one by one......

It was a scene he knew all too well.

Xiahou Yu took two steps above the clouds, but he remembered something else in his mind.

"Hmph, let him stay with this monster!"

"It's him, it's him, it's what he did!"

"Monster, get out!"

……

Countless abuses, rebukes, ridicule......

"Snort. ”

But so what?

Today, he has become the strongest of the new generation in the Demon Sealing Sword Sect, and his future is limitless, who else dares to stand in front of him and say those disrespectful words?

If so, he will break their necks.

What about the enemy of the world?

Loneliness is powerful, how many people can't envy it.

Xiahou sneered, and took one step to go down into the wilderness.

But at this moment, a soft white light flew out from the endless red clouds and slowly stopped in front of him, a round snow-white bead......

……

Everyone's circumstances are different, and no one knows what these images really mean.

They may be real, they may be unreal, they may be the positive or negative of the candidate, they may be the things he desires the most, or they may be the things he fears the most.

And for the sorrow, everything has already been answered.

That's what she's always supposed to face, but she's not willing to face—

Past.

"Promise him, it is an endless sea of suffering, endless hell, pain and suffering, you have already suffered once, will you repeat the mistakes of the past?"

The laughter of the Cause and Effect Daojun seemed to be in his ears.

I saw sorrow, but I didn't hear it.

For the sake of sorrow, let's get married.

Good.

This was her answer back then.

She had thought that from now on, happiness would come, and she would have everything that all women in the world could dream of......

But the truth told her that she just opened the door of bad luck and let misfortune befall her.

There are endless memories in my mind, but I can't see half of the strangeness on my sad face.

"Alas, cowardly woman, your heart is hesitating...... Is he a hero or a coward?"

……

It's still the voice of the Cause and Effect Daojun, but when I see the sorrow, I feel that she is a little noisy.

A cowardly woman?

What was it about her that that impression?

Seeing that the face full of sadness suddenly appeared, an indescribable smile, as if to the Cause and Effect Daojun who didn't know where, and also to Xie Buchen who was standing in front of him, slowly aroused.

She took his cold hand back, stared at his weather-stained face, and only opened her lips and said, "Okay." ”

Okay, let's get married.

"You're crazy!"

Karma Daojun couldn't believe the choice of seeing sorrow.

Endless karmic fire suddenly poured out from the dark green robed man in front of him, engulfing the sorrow in an instant.

She couldn't see Xie Buchen's expression clearly in the fire, and even the outline was blurred.

On the entire river, little by little, the fishing fires are all expanding, and the river surface is burned into a karmic fire hell in an instant!

The moon in the sky, a piece of blood red!

Seeing the sorrowful face, there was no half of pain, and even calm and calm.

"Cowardice?"

"Where did Daojun come from the misunderstanding that he thought I was a coward?"

“……”

Cause and Effect Daojun was suddenly stunned.

Endless karmic fire danced wildly, trying to pull her down and burn her to the ground.

Seeing that the flesh and blood on his body seemed to be eroded, but above the bones, there was a faint layer of Qinglian spiritual fire floating out, resisting the outside.

"This is just my past, my past choice, my past answer, everything I have experienced, and at the moment of agreeing to him, my heart is happy after all......"

"To deny the past is to deny the past me. ”

"If there is no answer in the past, how can we be sad today?"

Even if the past is unbearable, there is no need to avoid it.

She can't change her past, but she can still control her future.