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It's nice to have a sunny day.

Behind it is a cool breeze that penetrates the heart and spleen. Beneath him is a lush abyss. But Xiang Yantian didn't seem to know. She looked up at the sky. Stretching out his right hand, he grabbed the sun that seemed to be getting farther and farther away in his field of vision. Now. All she had in her eyes was the sun. The rest of the qiē do not exist zài.

More than ten years of court life. Dark and dirty. In front of the little girl, it was a completely gray world. There was no bright sunshine. It's not colorful. There are just benefits. It's a conspiracy. But the girl's world is in her made an ordinary person unimaginable. It was even seen as crazy after the decision changed.

A girl who doesn't know anything about the outside world. Escaped from the palace on impulse.

The outside world is like a sky without dark clouds. The sun is shining. It's as blue as a crystal sapprite. And the man I met by chance was like the sun in the blue sky to the girl. Brought her light and warmth.

He always has a cold face. But the heart is on fire. Bullying is never allowed. He never forsaken her. Always put her safety first.

"Won't I really see you again......"

Xiang Yan stretched out his hand. Want to catch the sun. But I found that the sun was so far away. And it's getting farther and farther away. Now. Is this only sun going to leave me?

"That being the case. Or what's the point. It's better to die......"

The wind on the edge of the cliff is very strong. The cold wind blew her dress and hunted. The wind roared in her ears. But she didn't seem to feel it at all. Let yourself fall down the cliff.

Her expression was blank. Some are just a little tears. Blown away by the wind.

"Ahh

Suddenly there was an angry shout from high in the sky. Thunderous cheers. Through the clouds. Pierced the gale. It clearly fell on Xiang Yan's ears.

This is...... It's his voice.

The confusion and sadness on Xiang Yantian's face disappeared abruptly. In its place is clarity and unprecedented persistence.

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The dead Jedi that have been silent for two hundred years. All that remains is the blood-stained black earth. Today, two hundred years later. This canyon, known as the Valley, is in chaos. The sound of killing rang out. Hardly as much as the war of annihilation two hundred years ago.

Hundreds of men in black kept pouring into the canyon. Surrounded the figure in the middle, submerged in black shadows, layer after layer. But most people don't dare to step forward. They just surrounded the figure. Prevent him from escaping.

A figure surrounded by black shadows stood in the center of the crowd. Motionless. At his feet were corpse after corpse. And none of them are complete. All of them were brutally cut into sections.

A black mist obscured his countenance. Make it impossible for those around him to see his expression. It invisibly adds a mystery to him. made the people around him a little more jealous of him.

Click

A creepy voice suddenly came from the dark shadows. The man in black, who was still a little restless, suddenly quieted down. They all cheered up the spirit of 120,000 points. Keep an eye on the person standing in the center.

Since the magic sword was drawn. Yan Qing's consciousness was gradually annihilated by the demonic intent contained in the magic sword. Thus becoming homicidal. This is also the reason why this black long sword in his hand is called the magic sword.

Historically. Except for Yan Qing's master, Qing Song. The successive owners of the magic sword could not escape the fate of being attacked by their sanity. And then bloodthirsty as life. In the end, he was punished by the world's martial arts.

Slowly walk over the corpse. The severed body of the stump shattered at Yan Qing's feet. Black blood and white bones were exposed to the air, but he was on the ground.

The sluggish movements suddenly became lightning fast. Yan Qing came to a black-clothed man trembling with fear in an instant. Wave the long sword in his hand mercilessly.

The sinister black sword is like a beast from the ancient wilderness. Mere ** can't stop its edge at all. Sword over. Dead. The black-clothed man's eyes still had the fear of death coming. But he doesn't tremble. Became one of the many bones on the ground.

The tragic death of his companion once again brought a huge shock to the men in black. Their steps forward are even more vain. Some people are even backing away incessantly.

"Brothers. We must be united. He's just one person. Together, we can kill them. Cowardice will only be broken by him."

Out of the hundreds of men in black, there are more than a dozen people who are clearly different. They don't have all the fears of everyone else. There was just calm in their eyes. And the indifference to life hidden in the depths. Their words may be a form of demagogy. But it's also true. And it goes deep into the hearts of most people.

The vast majority of people have calmed down one after another. They clenched their swords one after another. Approaching Yan Qing step by step. Although there is still fear. But it was buried in the bottom of my heart at this time. Fear will only be a prelude to stepping into the abyss of death.

"Roar"

But at this time, the figure that stood in the middle of the valley was seen as a demon, but it moved faster than them.

Yan Qing let out a low roar. A flick of long hair. He rushed into the crowd with his dark sword. At this moment, he has no idea what fear is. Don't say it's hundreds. That's thousands. He can still kill with all his might.

Feiyan. This one is slightly literary. There are even some cute names. The opposite interpretation is completely obtained on this sword. The three-foot-long blade is darker than the night. Beneath the slender and elegant appearance is the bloodthirsty demon. It is an invincible edge. Pointed by the blade. The sword is broken. Flesh and blood.

Two hundred years later, the valley is a meat grinder even more terrifying than the battlefield of that year. It's a hell made entirely by one person.

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The pinnacle of an isolated island in the sea. An old man with a slightly rickety body looked at the forest Tao rolling under the mountain with his hands in his hands. and the endless blue waves beyond. Behind him was a young man dressed in white.

The boy looked up at the old man. The childish little face was full of doubts. Over and over again, he looked at the black sword in his bosom that was almost as tall as him. Finally, I couldn't help but speak: "Master. Why don't you want to swallow it?"

"Because being a teacher doesn't continue to have it."

"Then why didn't Master give Feiyan to Senior Brother or Second Senior Brother or Third Senior Brother to them. But I gave it to me, who was the weakest in kung fu." The teenager's mind is always full of all kinds of questions. I blurted it out without thinking about it.

The old man was silent. It took a long time before he let out a long sigh. Said: "Because the teacher thinks that only you can protect it......"

This time, the inquisitive teenager was rarely silent. He didn't understand what Master meant. Chew carefully on Master's words. Long. His body trembled violently. It seems that something Yan zhòng has come to mind. His voice trembled and he asked, "How did Master get rid of the demonic nature of the magic sword back then?"

The old man's body stiffened. Apparently he didn't expect the teenager to ask such a question. This time. He was silent longer than a teenager. Then. The old man, who had always been quite relaxed and freehand, suddenly became out of place with his surroundings. His voice was also colder than before: "Seal the Seven Feelings. Abstain from six desires."

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"Seal the seven feelings. Prohibit...... Six desires."

Tearing a torso apart again. Yan Qing suddenly stopped killing. There was an instant of clarity in his eyes. Whispering.

In the valley. The rest of the men in black didn't understand why the murderous devil in front of them suddenly fell silent. They stopped their flight. But he didn't dare to take a step forward. I'm afraid I'll offend the devil. Invite death.

With the revival of consciousness. The black mist on Yan Qing's face dissipated. His face was hideous. Head in both hands. Struggling between humanity and demonism.

Seal the Seven Feelings. Abstain from six desires. Yan'er ...... I don't want to.

The woman's figure kept flashing in his mind. From ignorance to maturity and stability. From weak to strong and brave. The scenes she had experienced seemed to be happening in front of his eyes again.

He was screaming inside himself. He didn't want to sink into the devil's path from now on. A murderous nature is not his heart. But. If you let him forget the person who haunts him. He really ...... Can't do it.

"Ahh

Can't stand the pain and torture in the heart. Yan Qing finally looked up to the sky and roared. With tears in the corners of his eyes. Holding a magic sword that terrifies the world. Kill the gap that is seen as the only way to survive.

The many black-clothed people in the valley were completely captured by Yan Qing's appearance. None of them took action at this moment. Even the dozen or so men in black who were different from the rest were silent.

Use the blade of your sword to shoot a few unlucky guys who are right in the gap. Yan Qing crossed the gap that he had been pursuing but couldn't reach before.

Fall headlong off a cliff. Feel the cold mountain breeze blowing across your face. Yan Qing finally came to her senses. All the negative feelings such as murder and pain before are gone. He slowly closed his eyes. The corners of the mouth hook up a relieved smile.

Maybe it's also a kind of escape. Or a better way to end ...... - 11798 + dcsueihg + 4262987 - >

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