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Shushan, second only to the realm of cultivating immortals in Tianxuanzong, although it is one of the best sects in the world, it is difficult to resist the unbearable reincarnation of fate. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoPain, resentment, endless sorrow and sorrow. It's a pity that all this has been buried in the cracks of time and space, waiting unconditionally for another return, leaving behind.

"What should I do at such a slow pace?" Absolute irony, don't want to bother. Turning around, the fluttering green skirt, the perspective of compassion unchanged, standing in front of me, only in the realm of dreams. The realm of cultivating immortals, ethereal.

I couldn't release it, and I couldn't bear the anger in my heart. Yun Xiang clenched his fists, and the true qi he raised was suppressed by the guard beside him at the same moment. Hate、At this time, there may only be hate. Why, is this the case? Alone, alone, wandering in this strange realm, it is very painful. "Slow? What about you? It's nothing more than the wind. ”

"Words that don't matter will only consume my time. And you're just a passer-by at this time! For me, it's not a big deal. Exist or dissipate. "I have long known the dissatisfaction in my heart. Pity smiled coldly, lingering remorse, why? I was going to listen to him. Same why. "Let's go first!" Secretly more true, only a wry smile, is it a grievance or joy, and I don't want to explore the result. Liu Juan pulled Yunxiang aside with his hand, leaving here endlessly. Or maybe that's all it takes!

A line of four, fateful connection, the rules of the game have long been set. Only, he is lost. Pillar. "Brother Jiang?" Seeing the rare sorrow and unreasonable loss, Liu Juan stepped forward quickly, supported Jiang Leng's body, and gradually understood. "Shushan, gone!"

In a short word, it's hard to believe the facts. The realm of cultivating immortals, the Shushan Sect, which is second only to Tianxuan Sect, is impossible and disappeared. "We are located at the foot of Shushan Mountain, and it stands to reason that there should be a guard disciple of the Shushan Sect here, but there is only the inner breath of the four of us here. Now, there are only two possibilities: Shushan was killed; Or, Shushan has really disappeared. However, it is clear that the second option is more likely. That means that we are in danger now! "Compassion urges the divine sense, summons a hundred qi shields to guard the surroundings, dazzling brilliance, only to the reincarnation of the fate" In my name, cover up the unbearable reincarnation of the void - the qi soul shield. ”

The sky, its unpredictable colors, is elusive, accompanied by the free movement of compassion, strolling and dancing. Waiting together, fate. "Thank you, Heartgirl!" Looking at that color, I couldn't help but prop up another guard. Trials or redemptions. Liu Juan leaned slowly towards Jiang Leng, and used the "Purification Technique" to fade away his previous hopeless exhaustion. Complex and contradictory. "Knowing is knowing, not knowing is not knowing, knowing is knowing!" Knowing or not knowing is a problem that people have always been unable to get rid of, and when they always want to break free, they are deeply trapped in it and can't extricate themselves. "Inexplicable!" Yun Xiang lifted the old kettle and took a sip to soak his already dry lips. Complex emotions, confusion, separation.

"If I were you, I'd leave the ground under my feet now." The outcome that had been predicted for a long time, smiled disdainfully, raised willow eyebrows, and jumped to the side with pity, a hundred times the strength - danger. "Yo! Not bad. "The sudden loud bang was deafening. Emerging from the ground, an embarrassingly ugly, fat body, but extremely sensitive. "Come with me! They are all underground. "Swift again, before I had time to react, it was gone. Doubts, unspeakable doubts. Yunxiang turned to look at Liu Juan, but there was only a trace of sorrow that remained unchanged: pain and remorse. "Let's go!" With a slight smile of difficulty, he summoned Jiang Leng and Yunxiang beside him, catered to the footprints of compassion, and walked towards the lost path of the revelation.

"So that's the case, no wonder I can't detect the traces of Shushan."

All around, the horizontal and vertical sword mounds, accompanied by the sword light that appears from time to time, and the fierce ones that come from afar.

"Senior sister, why did this Taoist priest of Shushan put the Shushan faction here, it's strange!" The incomprehensible confusion, while trying to break it, what I get is the same contempt as ever. Humble and honorable. "I can't figure out such a simple reason, what should I do?" Following, the heaviness that should not be there, and the compassion walked forward without looking back, leaving behind different remorse. The pain is unbearable.

Despair, gradually, develops, grows. However, there is no way to stop it, only to let it rage unconditionally forever. "Pity girl, in fact, you already know, Tianxuanzong and Shushan, isn't it." The painful remorse gradually dispersed in Jiang Leng's heart, heading towards another path, chaotic time and space.

"Uh-huh! Not bad! Wuyin really didn't see the wrong person. ”

Passing by, the snow and dust are as refreshing as frost. The same mission, different fate, only pity, this life and the next life. Pity looked back, there was a little pity in his eyes, which made people suddenly lonely and speechless. "I see, I see!" The same watch, Liu Juan slowly stretched out between his eyebrows, and gradually washed away, the incomprehensible confusion, fate.

"Shushan has arrived, but can you please cover up the internal breath on your body?" The ugly leader turned around, an unexpected scene, without any reason. I saw that his handle tore off the falsehood in the accident, and showed a surprised face. Handsome, maybe nothing more than that. "I'm sorry! Ladies and gentlemen, this can really be regarded as the territory of the Shushan faction. And my identity is the third disciple of the Shushan Sect - Ling Tian; Recently, in order to clean up unnecessary internal troubles, we have moved the Shushan faction here, and the division commanders have already sat in the front, waiting for your arrival, posthumous son, and, the final charter.

Shushan faction, a new beginning. In the end, the constitution and the posthumous son, the two who were originally unrelated, were now closely linked together because of the ruthlessness of that fate, and they could no longer be separated. Perhaps it could also be said that there is no way to separate them. The two that were destined to be.

"It's finally here! I've been waiting for this day for a thousand years. ”

Walk in, strange or familiar, as if you have seen it somewhere. Yun Xiang involuntarily stepped forward, and in his ears, only his call was left. Shu Mountain, the capital of Panyun, and the posthumous son.

"We, acquaintance, right?"

"I'm sorry for you, Soul Eater."

The questions and answers that don't match, waiting for each other, but a whole thousand years. The loss of the post-apocalyptic melee may have been resolved at this moment. Misunderstanding, embarrassing misunderstanding.

"You know what?" A loving face, a similar look, the person in memory. It's just a pity that he's gone, gone! "Final Charter. Now, I just want it. Firm gaze, the painful cycle of several days, Yun Xiang's dim eyes have a little more perseverance. That's when it's probably the most important thing.

"Kid, the final charter is actually yours, and all we have is a piece of waste paper!"

Different kindness, like a ray of sunshine, gradually melts, that perseverance, indifferent perseverance.

"Let's go! Before you can protect yourself, let's go! "Let's go? Now, is it only left to go? Infinite confusion.

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