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Long Xi leaned down gently, kissed her gently, and gently stroked her hair.

She looked up to greet her, and her heart was empty.

There is never a best ending, only the most appropriate ending.

The carriage continued onwards, and after a little further it was possible to see the lights.

But it's still dark, dark and hopeless.

Until a man walked out, his figure looked so tall and so mighty.

The darkness had been dispelled when he came out, for no matter how dark it was, it was always partial, and he was now standing in the brightest place.

He had a dragon on him, an eight-clawed golden dragon. The dragon is embroidered on the golden robes and comes to life.

His people are like this dragon, although they don't move, but they are enough to be a deterrent.

He walked out gently, every step as if he was afraid of crushing the fallen leaves under his feet.

Although his face is wrinkled, no one dares to say that he is old, as long as you see his eyes that seem to immerse yourself in the night, you will feel that he will never be old, and you will involuntarily think that he will live forever.

The night suddenly became lively, and a figure flipped over the huge high wall, and as soon as the figure fell, it came to him with ease.

He didn't speak, the light in front of him was already shining on the figure, and the figure seemed to be afraid of the light, and actually knelt down at once.

He didn't seem to care at all, and quietly looked at a peach tree beside him, which was many and huge.

He watched silently for a while, then turned around, looked at the kneeling person, and smiled, "Why don't you come closer."

The kneeling man also had a knife stuck diagonally in his waist, and now this knife had been pulled out by him, and only when he pulled it out could he see that it was a broken knife.

…… Who broke the knife?

He held the half-broken knife in his hand, stepped forward with great respect, hung his head and said, "Please take a look at this knife, Lord Longteng."

Long Teng smiled slightly, revealing a kind gaze, he didn't seem to have a bit of a fight, anyone would think that he was a laid-back and kind person, and his every move seemed to be great.

He gently twisted the edge of the broken knife, and suddenly squinted his eyes as if he was nostalgic for an incomparably long past.

Two words gently spit out from his mouth, "Ghost Sword".

"Yes".

It's the same two words, but it's full of deep admiration and admiration, how many people in the world can see the other party's martial arts path with just a broken knife?

After a long time, Long Teng opened his eyes and sighed, "Where is he?"

"He's dead," was another extremely cautious reply.

But Long Teng didn't seem to be very satisfied with this answer, and when he was not satisfied, he just stood there quietly, looking quietly.

The man with the broken knife in his hand suddenly knelt on the ground again, as if he could not bear the power of this gaze, and trembled: "The villain is telling the truth."

Long Teng was silent for a moment and said, "Who killed him?"

The kneeling man cautiously spoke, "Yes, it's me."

Long Teng stared at him with a pair of knife-like eyes for a long time before he said slowly: "Mr. Pull, you are very capable."

Hearing these words, the person kneeling on the ground seemed to be terrified, and he didn't even have the courage to raise his eyes, so he hung his head and said, "After all, the ghost sword of the year is already old."

Long Teng sighed, as if he felt very sorry, and seemed to be relieved by an incident a long time ago, and looked up and said, "You can stand up, we are all friends after all."

It was only then that he exhaled, and his frightened face returned to blood.

He said very respectfully: "I also tried my best in the bottom, if it weren't for the injury on his leg, if it wasn't for the fact that he didn't have a sword......"

Long Teng was slightly moved when he heard this, and suddenly stopped: "Where did his sword go?"

As if he had already prepared the answer, he said slowly, "His sword was given to a man."

Long Teng involuntarily twisted his fingers and said, "It seems that he has found a successor, I don't know what kind of person is qualified to inherit this sword."

He is still very confident, his confidence comes from the grasp of information, he seems to know the whole thing, and he is showing off like a flattering person at the moment.

Long Teng glanced at him and said with a slight smile: "Mr. Pullye really hasn't changed."

Tsuno's expression suddenly became very solemn, and every word seemed to be talking to the gods, "I will not change, and I will be loyal to the adults until I die."

Long Teng was not unnatural in the slightest, he seemed to have heard this kind of words countless times, and he said softly: "Why did you choose me?"

Quan Ye said word by word: "Because you are the real king".

"Oh?" Only then did Long Teng raise his eyes slightly, looking at the respectful and respectful Tuoye.

Naturally, he took two steps back, as if he felt that his words were a bit offensive and abrupt.

He calmed down before continuing: "But these words are from my heart, and I ask for your forgiveness."

Long Teng said: "You said this a long time ago, why do you ...... it now."

Quan Ye suddenly said: "It's different now."

Long Teng said: "What's the difference?"

Lu Ye did not hide it at all, he seemed to be very excited, and said with a red face: "The current king is about to ascend to the throne."

Long Teng looked at him, looked at him very seriously, and said, "Do you think my business has been done?"

After a pause, the words in his mouth hesitated for a long time, and now he seemed to be unable to bear it, and finally spit it out in one breath, the excitement on his face became heavier, and said: "Because you are the king, the only king."

This explanation seems to be a little weak, but it is not better, because the king is the king who rules the world and can do anything.

Long Teng didn't listen to him anymore, only looked up at the sky quietly, and the sky seemed to be in his sleeve robe, waved his sleeves, and muttered, "Perhaps, if it weren't for him......."

When he said this, he suddenly came back to his senses and said coldly: "Mr. Tsuno, how is that girl?"

The weather was getting colder, and a flower on the peach tree seemed to be unable to bear the cool breeze, and actually fell down and fell to the feet of the wild man.

He stared at this bright peach blossom stupidly, squinted his eyes unbearably, and hesitated, "My lord mean Miss Haruko?"

Long Teng said, "How is she?"

Tsuno's head suddenly lowered and said, "She's defeated."

The expression on Long Teng's face still didn't change at all, and said, "You don't seem to expect her to lose."

Yan Ye said silently: "I really can't figure out why she lost to him with the supreme sword?"

Long Teng smiled and said: "I can tell you what you can't figure out, because you met a very peculiar person, Longxi, this is Longxi."

Lu Ye hesitated and said, "My lord, you also think he ......."

Long Xi's laughter was even more bold, and he said, "If I have the only opponent in this world, he is the only one ......."

"But he is your own nephew, how can you bear ...... heart", the person who said this was not a wild man, but a beautiful woman.

She didn't flip over the wall like a wrench, but walked out of the gate in a dignified manner.

Her every move seems to prove that she is the master here.

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