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"Hahahaha, crazy, all crazy! You're crazy, I'm crazy, everybody crazy! Hahaha-"

In the wilderness, two white shadows stood opposite each other, but one of them was covered with blood and a cruel smile, indescribably twisted and terrifying, while the other was young and handsome—

Isn't it Tsinghua and the Soviet Union in adulthood.

The shocking bloodstains on Qinghua's snow-white clothes set off the horror of him like a demon now, he covered the hole in his chest with one hand that was constantly bubbling out of blood, and stared at Su Wei with a pair of blood-red eyes, eager to break his body into pieces.

If the eyes could kill, Su Wei would probably not even have scum left.

But it's a pity that the eyes can't kill, at least Tsinghua can't do this, so Su Wei still stands there well.

"Senior Brother Tsinghua, if you are obsessed with it again, don't blame me for not thinking about the same family."

Lost the childishness and shyness of his youth, Su Wei, who became famous with a sword at the sword test conference, has long lost the shadow of the crybaby back then, and has become more and more handsome, which is more and more consistent with his nickname of "Holy Monarch".

Since the beginning of the entrance test, Suvi's life has changed dramatically.

At the age of fourteen, he killed Gluttony, one of the four fierce beasts of ancient times, in southern Xinjiang, and wiped out all the demons south of Nanling in one fell swoop;

At the age of sixteen, he fought alone in the sword trial conference, won the first place, and killed the demon saint who came to attack with a sword, which was famous all over the world;

At the age of seventeen, he founded his own holy sect, and his disciples were all over Kyushu, and in just ten years, he became the master of the world's first immortal cultivation sect.

And not to mention the acquisition of ancient divine weapons, defeating the primeval demon gods, refining into peerless divine pills, taming all kinds of demonic beasts, etc., these can only occupy a half-star position in the vast anecdotes of Suvina.

It was the year when Su Wei was twenty-four years old.

"You think you beat me? You think you've done it? Hahahaha, Suvi, I sue you, you got a qiē today, not by yourself, but-"

Tsinghua's face was hideous, as if crazy.

Compared with Su Weichun's proud life, his life can be described as a tragedy.

At the age of fourteen, he was seriously injured by gluttony in southern Xinjiang, and his demonic qi entered his body, and his cultivation was hindered;

At the age of sixteen, he defeated Su Wei in a move in the sword test conference, and his demonic energy was exposed and he was regarded as a demon spy, and he had to betray his master;

At the age of seventeen, he was exiled in Kyushu and suffered from white eyes......

This is how Tsinghua does not hate the Soviet Union.

If it weren't for him.

If there is no him.

How did you get to this point?

Since he was a child, he couldn't get used to this useless waste, but he didn't expect that he would eventually lose in the hands of this waste.

What's more, the reason why Suvi was able to get so much was because ......

Before he could say anything, he saw a tall figure behind Su Wei flickering by, and as soon as the man raised his hand slightly, he felt as if an invisible force suddenly gathered on his neck, making him almost unable to breathe.

At that moment he suddenly giggled, and the voice was extremely poignant and terrifying, as if swallowing a duck feather in his throat.

Su Wei glanced at the corpse that fell to the ground, turned his head slightly, and said to Xiao Jin in confusion: "What's wrong with him?" ”

"Nothing."

He whispered, the sparkle in his dark eyes moving slightly, and then he fell silent again. At the same time, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Su Wei coughing lightly, his eyes softened, and he handed over the handkerchief that he had prepared a long time ago.

"You're so gentle."

Suvi gratefully took the handkerchief.

In the night wind, the man half-lowered his eyes and did not answer.

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When the young man said to him, "You are so gentle", in fact, he wanted to deny it very much.

No, it's not.

No one knows better than him what kind of terrifying being he is in the depths of his heart.

He was not gentle, and he was never afraid to get rid of those who had ill will towards the boys; Originally, he was so irritable, irritable, and crazy, but then he changed.

It was the teenager who changed this qiē.

There was only one person in his life.

He was born for him and lived for him, and for a long time, if there was no Suviet, it would have seemed to have stagnated.

When the boy buried himself in the quilt for countless days and nights, chattering with him about those magnificent fantasies, he felt as if he had followed the man out of this small world, step by step to the top of his life, looking down on the scenery under his feet, making him feel for the first time that being powerful could make people so happy.

When he looked at Su Wei's eyes and eyebrows were filled with such a happy smile, just by smiling like that, he felt that all the flowers that were closed in his heart had bloomed.

He wanted to be the man he expected to be—strong, gentle, kind, amiable, kind, humble, tall, mighty......

That's why he became who he was.

The reason why he is him is all because of the expectations of the youth.

Because of the boy, he is so happy, but he is so afraid.

He only has Soviet, but Soviet has the whole world.

As Suvi became more and more famous in the world, he felt more and more that separation was near.

Yes, how could the Lord God allow a heretic like Himself to be with her own brother?

But as long as he saw the young man's expectant eyes, he couldn't bear to let the young man down-

Whatever the outcome, he was willing.

After all, all of him belonged to teenagers in the first place.

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Su Wei: "System, system, where did my little Kim go?" ”

[System: Sorry, your plug-in has expired, please recharge first.] 】

Suvi: ......

Su Wei: "System, system, where did my plug-in go?" ”

[System: Sorry, your plug-in has expired, please recharge first.] 】

Suvi: ......

When Su Wei asked the system countless times where his little gold went, when the system avoided talking about it countless times, when they separated hundreds of worlds, the question that the young man tirelessly asked finally never came up again.

Without.

Gone.

All the qiē is nothing but delusion.

Suvi was silent.

Why did the bamboo in Junshan fall in response?

It's because he's standing behind him.

Why did Qing Yan leave only one seat for himself?

Because Qing Yan couldn't see him.

Why did Tsinghua say something like that before he died?

Because Tsinghua knows that everything he gets is because of him.

……

……

Who is he?

He's Little Gold.

Who is Kim?

Xiao Jin is the self in Su Wei's heart.

Strong, gentle, kind, amiable, kind, humble, tall, mighty......

In all the worlds, there is no such person as Xiaojin.

He doesn't exist zài.

He lives only in his own heart.

Nothingness and truth, truth and delusion, among so many truths, falsehoods, falsehoods, truths, truths, truths, truths,

Can the years when people who don't have zài entangled with themselves also be reformatted as wrong numbers?

Suvi didn't know.

I don't want to do that.

If even he wants to completely erase his zài, then can it really be said that he has never saved zài.

But how could he not have saved zài.

Once, the system asked itself if it liked Xiaojin.

At that time, it was just a surprise.

Now, I can swear by it, of course.

In him, there are all his favorite advantages, the shadows of all the people he likes, how can he not like him?

The icy liquid fell to the ground without making a sound.

In the usual but different solitary dark and silent night, in the countless worlds that left him, the young man could no longer hold back and wailed inextricably.

Suvi cried.

Where should I go to find you?