In the face of the overwhelming sword shadow of Asura, Lan Ruo responded with the sword intent of the previous generation of the middle realm judge, and the lonely moon turned into countless phantoms, and the sword intent was only fast, cutting through the flowing wind. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Numerous soft sounds followed in a dense manner, and then gradually became clear and deafening. The silver knife and the blood sickle collided with countless sparks, and one after another air turbulence swept in all directions, and in the high-speed collision, a small gap gradually appeared on the blade of the silver knife Guyue, and Lan Ruo's newly regenerated arm muscle was forcibly broken by Asura again.

Lan Ruo tried his best to grab Gu Yue before he let the knife go, the Alchemy Array of Explosions lit up under his feet, and he retreated sharply backwards with the Great Dream Dance Steps, he needed a little time to use the black spirit to regenerate his muscles at a high speed.

And Assura broke out with a stronger fighting spirit at this time, and chased after him, he wanted to take the opportunity to completely defeat Lan Ruo.

Asura's strength seems to be like a bottomless pool, you can't see the bottom at all, the stronger Lan Ruo is, the stronger he is! Every time Lan Ruo thought that he had done his best, but it was just an illusion, and this was what Lan Ruo feared the most about Asura.

Lan Ruo's pupils shrank, and the muscles in his whole body tensed because of tension, am I still going to lose...... No, I don't want to lose, I can't lose!

Facing the attacking Asura, Lan Ruo closed his eyes.

In the sea of knowledge, Lan Ruo walked alone in the dark, and could not see a trace of light.

Tyrfeng's voice came from all directions: "Are you going to give up?" ”

Lan Ruo lowered his head and said, "Tirfeng, you're right, I'm too far away from him, I can't even beat him in one move......"

"You're wrong, it's true that you're too far from him right now, but you can at least beat him by one move." Tilfeng said.

"I ...... What do I use to win him? ”

"Asura wields a knife to abandon humanity and become a Shura, why are you wielding a sword?"

"I ...... It's for protection. ”

"But in my opinion, you are more like swinging a knife to fill the emptiness of your ego, and only by constantly waving the heavy piece of iron in your hand, constantly fighting with the asuras, and constantly feeling the pain, can you temporarily forget the sadness in your heart, that's why you swing the knife so hard, isn't it?"

"You say, I'm ...... Is it to forget the sorrow to swing the knife? Lan Ruo muttered to herself.

Lan Ruo's eyes flashed through the ruins of the northern border, the raging flames on the battlefield, the countless backs that rushed to the battlefield and never returned, and the blood stains that could never be washed away and the vermilion tears that slipped into the dust on the long road......

In the end, what appeared in front of him was the thin back of Qing Zijin standing alone, she was far away from him, through countless blooming ice flowers, untouchable, she turned around, Lan Ruo could only see her pale lips and tears in the corners of her eyes, she seemed to want to walk towards Lan Ruo, but as soon as her flawless jade feet took a step and stepped on the ice flower, the blood of the flower seeped out from under her feet, dyeing the flower red.

But she still walked towards Lan Ruo step by step without realizing it, and the blood color spread all the way, dyeing the ice flowers into a sea of blood.

"Don't! Don't! Lan Ruo shouted, but he couldn't do anything.

Qing Zijin finally walked up to him, and her whisper rang in his ears.

"Last ......"

"Can you ......"

Lan Ruo's earlobes still had the soft and cold touch of Qing Zijin's lips.

Lan Ruo's heart suddenly ached, and this soreness was even more unbearable than the stabbing pain, as if it had been pulled back and forth by a blunt knife on the tip of his heart.

This feeling is not the anger of the fire of the prairie fire, nor the resentment of the clouds in the sky, nor the sorrow of the north wind, but the sorrow of the vast sky, empty and empty.

Mourning is the feeling that hurts oneself more than anger, anger hurts all things, and mourning buries the heart.

Mourning is a deeper emotion than sorrow, sorrow is due to heartache, mourning is due to heartbreak.

The human heart is this instrument, can it be restored?

Not.

Not.

Not.

Lan Ruo's answer is no.

Lan Ruo sighed lightly and admitted: "Yes, indeed, there are too many sad things, and I am so sad that I can only forget my sorrow by swinging a knife." ”

"Everything you have experienced is a reality that cannot be shirked, forgotten, eliminated, beautified, or laughed at, no matter how cruel and cold it is, this is your only once life, you think you can forget your sorrow and swing a knife, but that is just self-deception, and it is impossible for self-deception to move forward." Tilfeng said.

Lan Ruo asked confusedly, "Then, what should I do?" ”

"No matter who you are, as long as you live, your feelings will continue to pile up. So, don't run away, don't forget, recall your feelings, your sadness, the stronger the feelings, the stronger the person will become, recall the sorrowful knife in the endless knife intent, that is the knife that only you can use now! ”

"I see......"

Lan Ruo suddenly opened his eyes, and he saw that Asura had come to him.

The muscles of Lan Ruo's right arm had not yet completed regeneration, so he handed Gu Yue from his right hand to his left hand, and without the slightest hesitation, he slashed it down!

When he took out the knife, he didn't think about anything but grief, which flowed quietly in his heart like an endless stream, hollowing out his whole being.

This sorrow, the sky cannot be overwhelmed, the earth cannot be carried, the sea cannot be drowned, and the mountains cannot be crossed!

This is the blue carp's saber, one of the sword intentions of the heart knife arc snow lin.

The heart knife knife intent, the heart is moving, the deep love is strong, and the sorrow is to the extreme, and it is also strong to the extreme.

Lone Moon drew a hazy, gloomy arc that twisted and swam like a fish. Arc over, divide life and death, break through chaos, this is the best supreme knife technique, only when the heart is sad, can this knife to such a state.

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