The beard looked at the duel in the distance, He Shan, the king became more and more courageous, but the puppet did not fall behind in the slightest, for He Shan, the strength of the king, the beard must have a number in his heart, and the beard touched the hat on his head, as if he was thinking about something? The beard stretched out his hand, touched the membrane in front of him, looked at the barrier formed by Li Li's formation, and looked at the thunder and lightning vibration in the sky......

The barrier went straight into the sky, and the terrifying aura inside did not emanate a bit, and the bearded eyes looked at the town under their feet, and couldn't help but smile and murmured: Although I don't know your purpose, this protective measure of yours is powerful......

The beard got up, holding the broken sword in his hand, and walked towards the barrier, the beard touched the barrier with his hand, feeling the restlessness of the magic inside, and although the stuna card was behind the tree trunk, every movement of the beard, the stuna card could guess the approximate......

"What's the point of you going in?"

Hearing Denaka's inquiry, the beard lowered his somewhat vicissitudes of life, shook his head, and said: There is no point, but it is precisely because there is no point in entering it, because this battle itself is meaningless......

Denaka sneered and said: It doesn't make sense in itself, it's just a battle for them to reap the consequences, what they planted, they have to solve it themselves, and the creators of all this are not in it? It doesn't matter to us at all, and with this barrier, even if the puppet can defeat them, he can't get out, so he can only follow the designed steps......

"You should have seen the ultimate treasure!"

Startled for a moment, his face twisted to the side and said: Not only me, but they also received guidance, but they chose a method with a low success rate, and it seems that all this follows without matter! One by one, they keep saying that they are for the treasure, but when faced with the real treasure, they are indifferent, which is really ridiculous......

"Oh......" Bearded looked at Startle, his eyes were so transparent, as if like a pool of lake water, attracting people closer, Bearded smiled slightly: For some people, treasure does not have to be treasure, because everyone's definition of treasure is different, maybe you should also have that feeling in your heart, and that feeling is so stupid, you know that it is impossible to try, and when you have it, you are so obsessed, but whether you have it or not, that feeling is nostalgic......

The beard's eyes flashed with such a bright light as if he remembered the past, and he didn't ask, he looked at the corner of the beard's mouth with a trace of pain, and couldn't help but say: Fragile life is so weak, so I said that you can only ......

The beard didn't answer, because he knew that no matter what he said, there would be no result, after all, you can't wake up a person who is pretending to be asleep, his eyes looked at the startling card, it was so cold, and the beard said in his heart: What is your heart? Do you know it yourself?

The beard laughed at himself: What is my heart?

"Being strong is necessarily good, but what is strong?"

For the rhetorical question of the beard, he was surprised, this seems to be an inquiry, but it seems to be talking to himself, the beard looked at the dim sky and said: The owner of this ruin must have been powerful in all directions during his lifetime, so that the world admired and loved, but after his death, it was just a handful of loess and his story was passed on by posterity, and posterity remembered his story for worship is not, but for his treasure...... But what about him?

The beard pointed to the faint membranes underground, which slowly dissolved the magic that fell from the sky, and the town seemed to be so calm......

"Why do you want to save them......"

"It's ridiculous to save them...... Such a powerful man knows in his heart that what he has done is nothing more than such a humble thing, what can I do? The beard couldn't help laughing. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Hearing this, he stood aside, his eyes moving to the side, "Who will consider the inner monologue of the weak, and who will care about the strong......"

The film is about to break, you have to be careful, I want to open a gap in the barrier and send myself in......

Snaka walked behind the trunk, his eyes were so cold, and the beard didn't seem to see it, he looked at the barrier, "If it were you, you would have asked me to do it......"

Snaka's footsteps stopped, and the bearded hand touched the barrier, exuding a faint magic......

"What are you doing...... And how can ......?"

"For you, why would the prodigal son rather die than his hometown, maybe you have many reasons, but there are only two situations for me, one is that the outside world has a strong attraction, but the hometown has a concern that makes you feel afraid, what about you?"

"Fear...... Concern......" muttered Snaka.

"What do you think makes you repeat boring actions again and again, what do you think makes you stop complaining and start giving, and what do you think makes the hateful look in your eyes disappear, so that the ridicule of the world completely dissipates, and there is only her in your eyes, and what makes you so miserable......"

The words of the beard are still so bland, but his body is obviously trembling, his hand is so weak at the moment, but his hand is so firm with you, that until the barrier cracked a gap, the beard walked in, and the strong breath made the Beard a little breathless, but he didn't retreat, he didn't seem to feel it, he looked at the back of the beard, the shabby cloak was blown up, he stretched out his hand, stroked his hat, without a little hesitation, at that moment, Shocked Naka smiled puzzled, maybe he didn't understand, but how heartache that concern was, how terrible that fear was......

Snaka closed his eyes...... His breathing was also a bit heavy......

The beard looked at the anger in He Shan's eyes, the magic of his palm, painted with brilliant colors, "If you continue to fight like this, I'm afraid it's not just you who will die, but also their ......."

The sound of the beard was clear in his ears, so that He Shan also stopped shooting, he looked at the beard, and the old eyes flashed a glimmer of light, "What?" You're meddling ......"

The beard looked at the somewhat collapsed membrane and said: That person definitely doesn't want them to be injured, otherwise there would be no transformation of this barrier, the membrane, you should know very well, why do you need to kill them like this......

He Shan clapped his palms and said: If you don't do this, how can you come out, seeing you is the same as the rumors say......

The beard looked at He Shan, his eyes were calm, but it was a terrifying sword aura, which made He Shan a little afraid, and Wang Pan smiled when he saw it: How do you want to do it?

Nonsense: You need me, but you propose to use this way, what do you think I can do if I can figure it out......

He Shan smiled: Propose, I'm afraid if you can't see this scene, you will make a move, just kidding, you and I are so shrewd, why are you going around in circles, since you came in? If you don't help us, do you think you can do it with your strength?

The beard sneered: "He Lao is very scheming, but I don't seem to need your help!" At least that's what I think, the Tao is not the same......

He Shan smiled, and his white beard fluttered a little, "That's right...... That's right...... Then let me see how amazing your sword really is......"

The beard held on to his broken sword and muttered: She is just an ordinary sword, no one will want her in a famous sword, but in my hands she is not a sword......

He Shan looked at the obsession in his beard's eyes, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief, he had just heard Wang Ban say it, but how could it be so easy to get his beard down, He Shan looked at the film guarding the town, it was already a little worn, He Shan said: Brother Wang and I are waiting in the back......

"No ......"

The sudden opening of the beard made the two of them a little strange, but the beard looked at He Shan and his eyes were a little strange, "I think you should stay ......"

He Shan smiled: Stay, I want to too, but I think you also saw it! Puppets can absorb magic, and our seemingly ferocious attacks have long been dissolved by him, and my current situation is ......

As if he hadn't heard it, he said lightly: You can ......

He Shan looked at the dark eyes of the beard and hesitated, now his body is indeed a little damaged, and he can't help at all, so what does he want to do?

The beard is still looking, and He Shan looks at the beard, and he can't see anything at all? He Shandao: Brother Wang, have you worked for you?

Wang's expression is not good-looking, although this is a trap set by the two of them to design the beard at that time, but the two also paid the price, it is so difficult to tear such a weak film through the gap, and the strong pressure of the puppet makes it a little difficult for the two to deal with......

Looking at He Shan, Wang Pan also hesitated, but He Shan didn't seem to see it, Wang Pan didn't speak, he left slowly and walked to the damaged place......

"What the hell is your purpose?"

"No matter how good a hunter is, he is nothing if he doesn't have a bait, but as long as an ordinary person has a good bait, then he's the best hunter, right?"

He Shan sneered: "So what do you want me to do?" ”

The bearded eyes looked at the arrogant puppet in the sky, "He must have found out, if my guess is correct, magic should have no effect on him, but if you don't use magic, there are not many solutions available......"

"So, your sword ......"

"Kendo, do you understand?"

He Shan smiled, it is true that he only knows the surface of a low-level thing in the way of the sword, and he never thought that a person could shut up all the strong people with a sword, and the momentum of his sword made everyone dare not comment, because no one knew what words to use to describe it, they just said it was very fast, and how fast it was, He Shan thought in his heart, for him he had only heard that he had never fought against him, although Wang Pan was just a temptation to fight with him, without any hole cards, so ......

Just now he just mentioned the sword, he cared so much, how much change did he have when he took the sword, how fast was his sword, and what was the sword to him? …… He Shan didn't know all this, but the beard was looking at the puppet at the moment, with a sharp ...... in his eyes

The puppet looked at the beard and still smiled, he still smiled so happily, "What?" Please also ask for a helper, you think you can ask for a helper...... Hahaha......"

The puppet didn't seem to want to speak, he seemed to think that his smile could fully represent his mood, and the moment he laughed, he felt a trace of coldness, the cold was cold in his heart, the puppet looked at the beard, and the beard was still like that, motionless, his hat brim covered his eyes, and the beard raised his head......

The cold sword aura was wantonly discharged, they were very messy, but they did not leave the side of the beard, the terrifying breath, it seemed to make the beard feel terrifying for a moment, the eyes of the beard were bright, but there was no clarity, those eyes seemed to be a sword, a blunt sword but his sharpness made you dare not ignore it......

The beard looked up as if he was drawing a sword, but it was obviously not a sword drawing, why was there a sound of sword qi coming out of the sheath, the beard looked at the puppet, and the puppet had already felt the suffocating sword qi, He Shan did not fully see the situation in front behind the beard, but the breath he felt in the back did not decrease at all, He Shan looked at the beard in his hand, and his eyes shrank......

"This can't be, how can such a lowly swordsmanship be...... How could it be ......"

But at that moment, even if he didn't believe it, the beard's voice was a little hoarse, and the figure didn't seem to be a beard, it seemed to come from hell, that cold, sharp, but wrapped in the most beautiful coat, and the charming aura carried something terrifying...... Dead ......

"Sword Domain...... Open ......"

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