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Looking at the reckless madman in front of him who raised his long sword with only brute force, Su Huachen carefully distinguished, and finally determined that the man in front of him was still the desperate Liang Ping twenty years ago, and there was nothing wrong with that. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

How can such a person kill himself? Su Huachen didn't believe it, just that short time, he was about to be forgotten by him as a ridiculous idea, if there was anything else, it was subconscious.

Listening to the sound of the wind around him, he carved every drop of water in his hand into his mind, and the nerves in his whole body tensed, trying to capture all the subtleties and not let anything escape. Su Huachen's heartbeat began to accelerate, knock knock, out of his control, and once again, he was closer to the truth.

But despite the denial, he was still nervous, because the scene was too real, and the red blood and the taste of pain still existed. Su Huachen's eyes widened, staring intently at the upcoming confrontation, he wanted to see with his own eyes that his sword slashed through the throat of the other party.

The closer he got, the feeling suddenly appeared, and Su Huachen seemed to feel a current of electricity throughout his body, and his will was shaken. Why, why exactly is this happening!? In his dream, in the face of Liang Ping, who had not changed at all twenty years ago, how could he lose?

But when he asked himself this sentence in his heart, Su Huachen suddenly smiled bitterly. Yes, in the dream world, what can't be changed, can't happen? Can... This dream should have been dominated by himself, and what he feared should only be the master, why would he be timid in the face of Liang Ping?

At this moment when he was puzzled, the sword light was faster than his thoughts.

Facing the sharp sword, the weapon in Su Huachen's hand returned to its original appearance, and it was only able to wet clothes. The two separated, and the blood was still dripping from Su Huachen's body. He fell to his knees in the water again, only this time, Su Huachen did not shout.

He was wondering why.

Why, when I faced Liang Ping twenty years ago, I felt guilty in my heart, what was it that made me suddenly humble and small in front of this down-and-out man. What do you owe him?

His body was falling, and then he was back to where it all began. Over and over again, whenever Su Huachen mustered up his spirits and resolutely wanted to end it, the sword in his hand would always scatter weakly into a splash, just like his heart, cowering and having a knot.

Liang Ping's long sword stabbed into his chest impartially, and then pierced out. Liang Ping was already numb, in the cycle of life and death again and again, Su Huachen accepted it peacefully, never felt that it could be so ordinary. Until one time, he habitually waved his arms, and his eyes became misty, and he no longer deliberately paid attention to the sword in his hand.

Anyway, it seems that the ending will be like that, Su Huachen thought.

So when his eyes were wandering around, he occasionally looked down, and at a glance, he noticed that under Liang Ping's tattered clothes, there was a faint golden light, which was fleeting, and in this dark night that was about to lose his fingers, it was so dazzling, injecting a rebirth power into his tired heart, and Su Huachen's soul was rekindled.

He only saw the corner of that thing, not really, but he understood that that thing, he knew, and it was the key to unlocking this dead end. When Su Huachen was confused, the sword in his hand seemed to have the same kind of doubt as him, and it followed his gaze, clinging to Liang Ping's clothes, avoiding the opponent's sword, and slashing down diagonally.

"Sneer。。。。。。"

Several pieces of cloth floated down with the sound. "Dangchang!" The thing hit the ground with a clatter. The world was silent, as if everything had come to an abrupt halt. There is no more splashing of blood, no more body in the water. Everything has changed. Su Huachen stopped, unable to believe that this was true.

Untied, that knot untied.

Slowly, he turned his head and looked carefully at what was on the ground. It is a palm-sized shield-shaped token, surrounded by carved patterns, made of gold and jade, lying there quietly. From the first time he saw it in its entirety, Su Huachen was stunned.

It turned out to be it.

Golden Jade Blue River Order.

Twenty years later, Liang Ping also came to it, and he saw this thing again after many years, but it was in this situation. But no matter what, this thing is the key to solving the doubts in Su Huachen's heart. Su Huachen walked over, bent down, and the moment his fingers touched the golden jade blue river order, time suddenly turned back, and he suddenly retreated a long way.

For Su Huachen, it was just a blink of an eye, or a tremor in his heart, and inexplicably, he felt that something was different around him. Wen Zixiang didn't know where he disappeared suddenly, the pool no longer made people feel so cold, and the night was a little brighter. In front of him, Liang Ping was lying on the ground, unable to stand up, but he hadn't fainted yet, and was crawling towards him little by little with his elbows.

"Please, put ... Put the token... Back... Give it back. ”

Su Huachen knew that this was the real twenty years ago, and it was the token in his hand that brought him back here. It was at this time that I saw it for the first time and wanted to take it for myself.

Su Huachen looked down at the thing in his hand that Liang Ping cared about very much, and didn't understand why it had such magical power. He still remembers that in the face of Liang Ping's plea, his response at the time was: "This sign is good, I left it, don't expect me to pity you, but I promised that if one day you can come back here alive and defeat me, you will be able to get it back." Now, it's my trophy. Su Huachen looked at Liang Ping at his feet and repeated this sentence as it was.

Looking at the Jinyu Blue River Order again, Su Huachen's heart was full of mixed feelings, it was it that made Su Huachen's heart have an indelible guilt for many years, he had promised that he would keep it and wait for the other party to take it. Twenty years later, Liang Ping came back, and the duel between the two, in the heart, in the face of Liang Ping's heart that had gone through hardships but did not waver, he lost.

But today's golden jade and blue river order, where is it in reality? He couldn't remember clearly, but vaguely, Su Huachen realized that somewhere in his memory, everything about this token was sealed in the dust, and he could never open it. The more closely he looked, the more his head hurt, and it felt like a sword qi was about to cut off his head from the inside out. Su Huachen held his forehead, trying to calm himself down.

"Hmm, what's going on, what the hell have I forgotten?"

Muttering, a hand reached out and pulled the token out of his hand. Su Huachen was startled, and looked up suddenly, but what he saw was the master's face. Wen Zixiang flipped the Blue River Order in his hand, and then with a flick of his wrist, he threw the token into the pool.

The token sank so fast that it didn't even take a blink of an eye. Su Huachen didn't stop it, nor did he hurriedly jump into the water to salvage, but just watched quietly, because there was no point in holding it in his hand again.

Wen Zixiang looked at him with a smile at this time and said, "Huachen, it's not underwater. Looking into the old man's eyes, Su Huachen nodded slightly.

Yes, it's not here.

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