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The starry sky and the moonlight were all annihilated in an instant, as if they were blocked from view by a giant hand that covered the sky and the sun.

The heavy wind sounded like a faint thunder, and a huge pressure fell from the sky, and the three nearby houses collapsed like crispy biscuits crushed into pieces of broken slag.

Qiu Xiaolou raised his head, his pupils contracted, his long hair and white clothes were fluttering in the wind, but the hand holding the sword was as solid as a rock, and there was not the slightest trembling.

Covering the sky, Qingqiu Lou Keqing, eight-pattern silver demon chaser.

It's not that Qiu Xiaolou hasn't consulted with the Heaven Coverer before, and he has also learned his famous stunts more than once, but it is just a point-to-point martial arts exercise after all, not the current life-and-death struggle with all his might.

It was only in this life-and-death struggle that he truly experienced the horror of the hand that covered the sky.

That kind of pressure that covers the sky and the sun, like the power of the brilliant heavens, directly causes terrifying oppression to the divine soul, if the Tao is not strong enough, there is no idea of resisting at all, and there is only the share of the five bodies to be killed.

The last time he met the Heaven Coverer in the village, he was caught off guard and suppressed his soul, but he was slapped into meat sauce without a single move.

Fortunately this time, although he had lost two hundred years of Taoism, and had fallen from a seven-pattern silver demon chaser to a five-pattern silver demon chaser, he was already on guard, and he didn't mind a battle where the weak defeated the strong.

Like a broken step of a dance, Qiu Xiaolou's figure blurred, turning into a full sixteen ethereal phantoms.

The sixteen phantoms all had swords in their hands, and the light of the swords was ethereal, like the shadows of the moon in chaos.

Sixteen swords stabbed out at the same time, and the chaotic moon shadows blended with each other, ethereal, like a dream.

The dark sky as ink broke a crack, like a black cloth cut by a blade, and the crack increased rapidly as soon as it appeared, turning into ten, ten into hundreds, and hundreds into thousands, it seemed that it was just a blink of an eye, and the darkness that covered the sky and the sun was already fragmented, and finally burst open, revealing a sky full of stars and water and moonlight.

In just an instant, Qiu Xiaolou took out three hundred and sixty-five swords, and the continuous sword light turned into a chaotic moon shadow, and finally broke the palm that covered the sky and the sun.

The starry sky and the moonlight like water fell, and the sixteen ethereal phantoms all dissipated, but Qiu Xiaolou's people had already appeared dozens of feet away out of thin air, just like the teleportation caused by shrinking the ground into inches.

Phantoms are lost, shape-shifting, elusive, shrinking into inches.

Qiu Xiaolou, who appeared dozens of zhang away, took out his sword again, the hazy sword light was like a dream, the moon shadow was ethereal, and even the killing intent inside was so beautiful.

The sword in the throat of the brocade clothes and long beard covered the sky, and a little red appeared, and the thin and wooden face showed a relieved smile, but it was extremely relieved.

The next moment, his whole body went soft, scattered, and turned into a pool of corpse water.

The white lotus blooms, and the flying insects appear.

The ethereal moon shadow flashed, like a dream, and the ninety-nine-eighty-one sword passed away in the blink of an eye, and the crystal worm that wanted to find a new host exploded with a bang, shattering into powder that drifted in the wind.

Qiu Xiaolou let out a long breath, relieved.

At the same time as that long breath, there was also a mouthful of blood.

After all, the Heaven Covering Hand is the Heaven Covering Hand, even if the strength controlled by the demon soul is discounted, he is a master after all, and there is no reason for him to cross the rank and kill him.

Luckily, the Shader is the strongest known enemy in the village, and dealing with him will make it easy to clean up the others.

The truth is the same as he estimated, except for the Heaven Covering Hand, the other puppets controlled by the demon soul are completely vulnerable.

Many people only take a look at their faces, and they are swords in the throat in the ethereal moon shadow, and then turn into corpse water, flowers grow in the water, and flowers bloom and insects fly.

Of course, none of the crystal worms that flew out of the white lotus escaped when he was on guard, and all of them were crushed into powder that drifted with the wind with dense thorns.

Later, he was even a little absent-minded, just walking, and when he was attacked, he took out the sword, the sword came out of the demon and destroyed it, and cut the grass and eradicated the roots.

The sword against the enemy was completed inadvertently, but his thoughts were as chaotic as his sword light, and as ethereal as his steps.

He remembered a lot of messy scenes, a lot of messy pictures, all of which were fragments of memory, the past of his body.

Strange, why do you think of such a strange thing as "this body in this life"?

Qiu Xiaolou was a little puzzled, but he didn't dig deeper, his chaotic thoughts were flying in the past years.

Qingqiu Tower in the capital and Dinghai Villa in Xiaoxi Lake are world friends and allies, and his relationship with Qin Yuhua is to a large extent a marriage that consolidates the friendship between the two families.

It's just that he still likes her after all.

Maybe she is used to the posture of others looking up, and she has always been uninterested in him or even very disdainful, but she makes him very interested.

It's a pity that he is interested in her, but she makes him sad.

After the family matter was decided, she found him, and stabbed without saying a word, the small appearance of the cold sword condensation in white clothes was by no means the usual trick to show martial arts.

He only had a small negligence, and his clothes were cut by her sword, if it weren't for the Phantom Trace, who had already changed his shape at a critical time, he was afraid that the tip of the sword would have pierced his heart.

"I don't want to marry you, a ladyboy who is more motherly than my mother, I don't want to marry, I don't want to leave my father's ......"

He was fifteen years old at the time, and she was twelve years old at the time.

At the age of twelve, she has had a wish since she was a child, that is, she will not marry for the rest of her life, live with her father and mother for the rest of her life, and play the rain flute to accompany her father and mother who dance the sword all her life.

"Even if you want to marry, you will only marry your father to be young, so that you can be sisters with your mother, and then you can practice the wind dance willow sword with your father, and then you will never be separated from your father and mother for the rest of your life......"

She was only five years old when she said this.

In her eyes, her personable and gentle father is the best man in the world, and Qiu Xiaolou, who looks more beautiful than her mother, is just a ladyboy.

Qiu Xiaolou didn't expect that when she was twelve years old, she was still so naïve about living with her father and mother for the rest of her life.

That time was very fierce, although he was bound and angry, her personal maid Liu Er was also sweating, and in the end, it was the gentle and dignified wife of the owner who came out to suppress the anxious and fierce Qin Yuhua.

That is, after that time, Qiu Xiaolou, who was so ambitious and arrogant, did not visit Dinghai Villa again, nor did he see Qin Yuhua again.

It wasn't until three years later that the East China Sea Siren invaded Haikou under the leadership of Long Fei in the Crystal Palace, invaded Xiaoxi Lake, flooded Dinghai Tower, and sat on one side of Dinghai Villa, ushering in an unprecedented catastrophe of life and death.

Qiu Xiaolou led people to Dinghai Villa after receiving the news of an urgent request for help, but it was a pity that even if he went on the road alone in the starry night, he was one step too late, and when he arrived, the fierce battle had ended, and the kraken had retreated.

In that battle, Dinghai Villa suffered heavy losses, and even the old owner and his wife were seriously injured and died.

That battle gave Qin Yuhua a reason to postpone the time of leaving the cabinet, so she stayed in Dinghai Villa.

That push, that stay, dragged her marriage with Qiu Xiaolou to a hundred years later.