Is the dream realm a confirmation of reality?

There must be a battle between Heqing and Zuo Mu, who loses and who wins, there is an answer in the dream, but at that time, there was no one behind Heqing. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

And who is behind him now?

That is the red line of love in my heart, I have been running away for 10,000 years, and now, Heqing doesn't want to escape, let alone can't hide.

The heart-breaking long sword not only took away the already cold blood, but also took away the fear that Heqing was hiding in the corner, and this time it was inseparable.

Although Zuo Mu's eyes were fixed on He Qing's face, his whole mind was already worried about his thousands of years of hard work.

This is the moment to tear the skin, the fog of concealment has dispersed, and the seven stars on the runes are emitting a soft light, and each star has become the umbilical cord of the red line's life, which is no longer a wisp, but like a bloodline, rushing and transporting, and for this, the red line is just to take back what belongs to itself.

But the thing that belongs to the red line is indeed very distressing in Zuo Mu's eyes, which means that he has ascended to the Heavenly Emperor Road, and he is a little shorter, and the throne that looks at the four seas is already in the wind and rain, a little bit of confusion.

And Zuo Mu wants to catch it, wants to catch it, wants to ascend to the sky and become the emperor, and wants to look at the whole world, but the former brother of life and death, the former subordinate minister, and today's subordinate prisoner have indeed become the only resistance.

On the emperor's road, those who dare to think of non-division will be killed.

And in the eyes of Zuo Mu's eyes that were almost burning with flames, they were even more damned.

"Ah~~"

Zuo Mu roared in his mouth, and the black smeared on his fist immediately burst into flames, which was the transformation of anger, and even more resolute hatred.

The angry face, as well as the burning fist, He Qing saw it.

And Heqing, who has been isolated from fear, is already fearless, and there is a soft smile on his face, he has never thought that he will lose, let alone win, and this body is just standing calmly, and it is just a calm fist.

The person with a smile on his face may have fallen silent and the first time he saw Weishan thousands of years ago.

"Thank you!"

The silver bell-like laughter sounded in his ears again, and there was that delicate face, and this time He Qing was not confused and lost, his expression was even more radiant, and after holding on for a while, he was about to see her.

He Qing was silent about the past and didn't want to wake up, but the punch that was about to be added would not stop.

And in the beautiful dream, it has to be awake, and fortunately, Heqing in the dream did not forget to wave his fist.

Unlike Zuo Mu's fist that burned with black flames, He Qing's fist didn't feel a trace of Dao, as if it was a simple swing.

But who would dare to doubt his strength?

After all, even if Heqing is in a dream, he knows who is behind him, the silver bell-like laughter, and the delicate face.

"Poof~~"

When the fists struck, He Qing's beautiful reunion dream was instantly engulfed by black flames, He Qing's face ached, his arms were trembling, and his fists were in Zuo Mu's black obscenity, the people in the dream did not retreat, and the real people should strengthen their backbones.

"Heqing, go die. ”

Zuo Mu roared, he must have been surprised in his heart, the weak mosquitoes actually blocked the impact of the giant mountain, and this could only make Zuo Mu feel more pain and hatred in his heart, when the roar started, the flames that swirled around and the fist spread to Heqing's body.

At this moment, there is still the shadow of Heqing, it is just a humanoid fire stick.

"Silk ~~"

Zuo Mu's eyebrows and eyes were raised, and his heart was even more hateful, the road to heaven and the four seas had almost collapsed, and the red line in the enchantment had become a vague human shape in the shape of a moon wall.

And it was useless for him to hate, because Zuo Mu's fist did not burn Heqing into ashes as he imagined, although he couldn't see his shape, he was still strong.

Zuo Mu's teeth clucked, and his body leaned forward even harder, and his fists were even more surging with flames.

He saw it, and He Qing also saw it, that vague person represented the rebirth of the red line, and even if he died at this moment, he had to block Zuo Mu's footsteps, otherwise even Huang Quan would not be able to fill his hatred.

"Gurrah~"

Like the sound of dead wood breaking echoes in the world of tombs, among the people surrounded by black fire, a desolation pierces the sky and falls into the dust.

It was indeed Heqing's arm.

Although Heqing's backbone is strong, and his fist is because of this unyielding strength, he broke under Zuo Mu's fist, and is he happy with Zuo Mu?

That dark face, I have forgotten the word hi.

And for this, does he and Qing hate it?

The person who was swallowed by the flames, how could people find his face, but what is certain is that although Heqing's fist and arm are broken, his body is indeed half a step still, and I still have a chest, and even more a backbone.

Zuo Mu's fist hadn't landed on He Qing's chest yet, and he was in a hurry to send him off.

"Bang~~"

There was another dull startle in the air, and for this heroism, Han Xian, who was lying on the ground, thought it was awake, and moved his fingers slightly, but he didn't lift his face, obviously someone thought that it was not the time.

"Ah~~. ”

Zuo Mu roared again, but his figure did stop again, and he had been successfully intercepted by He Qing's chest, I am afraid that the hatred in his heart Huang Quan could not be filled, why has he not been extinguished by his own Dao power, and why does he have such strength?

That ethereal thing is not something that this lonely man 'I' can understand.

And in Zuo Mu's eyes and resentment, it was the efforts of Heqing's chest, in the blood-colored enchantment, the figure of the red line was condensed by one minute, and the delicate face could be seen clearly, and she was still wearing the phoenix crown and xia veil carved by herself.

"Hehe, she's asleep~~. ”

In the black, He Qing couldn't help but say a foolish, that soft smiling face, must forget the collapse of his chest, only remember her behind him, and only remember her beauty.

"Poof~~"

The color of pain was finally destroyed, and a soft smile appeared on Heqing's face.

The chest defense line has been broken by Zuo Mu's fist, and it has completely submerged into Heqing's body, but although the body is broken, the body does not retreat, and as Heqing himself thinks, there is a chest after the fist is broken, and after the chest is broken, there should be a backbone.

This is the last line of defense, and this is an effort that must be stopped.

But this effort is in the scorching of anger, the red line's condensed and delicate face has made Zuo Mu's heart tremble and drip blood, then everything is his own efforts for thousands of years, how can he let it pass in front of him so ruthlessly.

"Ah~~"

Teeth clenched, roaring incessantly.

That backbone must want to be strong, and that line of defense must want to build a quiet and sleeping harbor of the red line, but the flame of He Nai is too merciless, and it envelops everything, and the unyielding backbone can only break and collapse like a fist and a chest.

"Poof~~"

It's a moment, but it's all in one go.

Just as Zuo Mu's fist broke through his chest, the black fist shattered his spine and pierced out of He Qing's back.

The flames that swirled around He Qing's body were deeply stunned and disappeared into invisibility in an instant, but He Qing's face had turned black, and the eyes constructed by the runes had also been filled with black, and even his long snow-colored hair was dyed black, and his face couldn't keep a chuckle, the flames did not disappear, but drilled into his body.

And at this moment, Zuo Mu's entire arm was piercing out of He Qing's back, and they were like veneers.

Looking at Zuo Mu, He Qing must have wanted to hide his painful appearance, but no matter how hard he tried, the heart-rending pain was still engraved on his face.

Why did Zuo Mu get so close?

Do you just want to clearly remember the painful face of the former brother of life and death, the former subordinate minister, and today's enemy of life and death?

Maybe so.

And as early as a long, long time ago, Zuo Mu thought that he forgot the life and death brother who sacrificed his life for himself in order to 'Emperor Seal Moon Wall', and it was a long, long time ago that Zuo Mu forgot the subordinate who deceived his beloved in his heart for himself, and at this moment he only hated this enemy of life and death in his heart, if it weren't for him, he would have been a long time ago. And his own Taoism, Weishan's self-contained reincarnation system, can't save him, because he is the master of Weishan, how can it go against his will.

And it is because of Heqing that he struggled in anger, his death and his appearance will not be forgotten in this life, and he should take this opportunity to be vigilant at all times.

And Zuo Mu should really be alert to himself, just when he was trying to remember Heqing's face, the eyes of the red line in the enchantment opened slightly.

It must have been a strange world, because she was a new person.

But it must be a familiar world, because the first thing her eyes see is a familiar person.

She saw the broken backbone, she saw the collapsed chest, and the broken arm was desolate in the wind, and the red line at this moment saw the resoluteness under Heqing's painful face.

In the dream, he was defeated, and in reality, he is still repeating the mistakes of the past.

But what he has done in his heart, for his love, for his indebtedness, he has broken his fist, broken chest, and his spine has not taken half a step back, and at this moment, although he is defeated, he has never won so brilliantly.

A tear floated on the face of the red line, she shed for the love in her heart, and this tear proved that she had not waited in vain for thousands of years, it was worth it, and the smile had risen on the tears.

"Thank you. ”

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