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The world around them began to shatter, and the cracks spread little by little, crawling to all corners, climbing high walls, climbing onto the eaves, and climbing onto the numb smiles of the people around them. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info one by one, their cheeks peeled off, but it didn't seem painful at all, everything had nothing to do with Su Huachen, they only lived for themselves, in another world.

Su Huachen was finally able to ignore this, and just waited for himself to wake up completely with a full sense of anger. He understands that now the only one who can answer his questions is the other Meng Nanxun, although he doesn't know what the "sister" in their mouth is, if he doesn't figure out the reason, I'm afraid there is nothing that can support him to go on, whether he can defeat her or not.

Thinking of this, he finally had the courage to raise his head resolutely and look straight ahead, as if he could already see the night not far away set off by red and blue, but the whole real world was horizontal.

Puzzled, he tried to move his neck, only to suddenly feel a pain. He remembered that he had been choked and fainted by Meng Nanxun. So Su Huachen slowly, turned his head, and squinted his eyes to see Liang Ping, who was only a few feet away from him, still unconscious.

Liang Ping's hair was messed up, his face was gray, his body was covered in blood, large and small wounds were scabbed, and his breathing was quite steady, but he was very weak. He stared at the scars on Liang Ping's body, most of which he had left him. This made Su Huachen's originally uneasy heart come back again.

Looking at the old man in front of him, his black and white hair has long lost the vitality of twenty years ago.

"Liang Ping, I'm sorry. ”

He actually spit out such a sentence, but unfortunately, Liang Ping didn't seem to hear it for the time being. He suddenly felt that he was very small in front of this man, and that he could have the courage to return here for the things he cherished and carried his memories, even after twenty years, and what about himself? Can he be like him, desperate to find it, even at the cost of his own life?

Su Huachen noticed that Liang Ping's hand, even if he was unconscious, was holding the sword tightly and was unwilling to let go. Seeing this, his own brows furrowed, as if he was thinking about something and making some major decisions. Su Huachen tilted his head and saw Meng Nanxun standing on the corner of the cliff, staring intently at the battle that had not yet ended in the distance. Su Huachen decided, his brows furrowed, and he stood up with a determined expression.

"Lend you a sword. He said to Liang Ping, then stretched out his hand and drew the sword from the other party's hand, "I'll give you an explanation, if I can survive." ”

Su Huachen's words were filled with sadness, but he would never waver. He used all the strength of his body, and without any fancy, he stabbed at Meng Nanxun like this. The sword turned into a cyan streamer and approached Meng Nanxun. Su Huachen's body rose up, crossed Liang Ping, and ran forward.

The water in the surrounding soil seemed to be pulled by an unknown force, drawn out, and surrounded by Su Huachen, accompanied by the cyan sword light, turning into a bloom, adding a lot of color to it, making it look like a rising firework, so harmless and dazzling.

Su Huachen's fierce gaze followed, guiding the direction of the sword.

Meng Nanxun was admiring the battle between Lang and Yanxuan, feeling the most primitive power between the two heaven and earth, and Meng Nanxun's heart was about to boil.

"What a surging energy, endlessly, how pure!"

When she realized that her mind was about to be eroded by that will, she decisively shook her heart and soul and forced her heart to calm down. Just when Meng Nanxun came back to her senses, the sword light had already reached her. Meng Nanxun looked back, and his eyes were full of that brilliant color.

In Su Huachen's opinion, the other party had nowhere to dodge, in fact, Meng Nanxun didn't even have a chance to raise his hand to block, and was swallowed by the light. The sword light stood against Meng Nanxun, and together with Su Huachen who held the sword, he rose to the top of the old man, until Su Huachen was exhausted, and the light began to dim, revealing the woman wrapped in it.

The sword had been collected by him, and immediately afterward, Su Huachen's heart was in a panic. Just not high from him, Meng Nanxun maintained a posture of leaning down, and her arms were never raised, but there were no scars on her body, and there was not even a cut on her gown, and in front of the tip of the sword was a palm-sized hem placket, which bulged up there, and easily stopped the sword.

Su Huachen's body fell slowly in shock, and the long sword in his hand drooped weakly, and the tip of the sword was pointed on the stone cliff, making a "ding~" When there was a sound, Meng Nanxun's figure suddenly disappeared from in front of him, almost subconsciously, Su Huachen turned his head to the left, what he suffered when he was young, the destruction that Wen Zixiang gave him, not only brought him pain, but also surpassed the vigilance of ordinary people, so that he predicted Meng Nanxun's movements in the first time, even if it was a big difference of two realms, Su Huachen also relied on instinct to make a judgment.

didn't disappoint him, the grayish white, appeared on the left side as scheduled, but Su Huachen couldn't relax, because before he fully mobilized the strength of his whole body to dodge, Meng Nanxun had already raised his left foot, and the small foot about the size of Su Huachen's palm was quickly enlarged in his eyes.

"Bang!"

The soles of his feet were imprinted on Su Huachen's shoulders, and he had no time to marvel at why such a petite body contained so much strength. All he could do was press his sword against the ground as a cushion. His body slid out in a bowed shape.

"Kara-la-la。。。。。。 The tip of the sword made a long mark on the stone face, and it didn't stop until it was far away. Su Huachen's hand was numb by the body of the sword. At the same time, his shoulder was bleeding and hanging vertically, as if dislocated. He held his left arm with his right hand, his face was pale, but he felt very strange, and now he was staring at Meng Nanxun with a suspicious eye, and he had doubts in his heart, and he didn't know whether to open his mouth or not.

As if knowing what he was wondering about, Meng Nanxun tidied up her clothes and raised her head to face the other party, but her long hair covered her face, so that Su Huachen could not see her expression, but he could still feel that the face under the black waterfall should have made a movement with the corners of her mouth raised or raised her eyebrows.

"You're lucky", Meng Nanxun spoke, glad for him, "I have a lock mark in my body, which greatly suppresses my strength, but even so, the enemy of the state of mind is still not something you can contend with." ”

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