The two demon gods and shadows fled in embarrassment, but they were blocked by an invisible net that had already been laid, and they watched in a daze as a sword was slashed, and they didn't know how to fight back. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The most shocking thing is the false move, the dodging Zisang Xinyou and Wen Rentian, what is the strength of the two demon gods and shadows, the two know best, this young man's sudden surge in strength is terrifying, Zisang Xinyou, who thought he had miscalculated one step, now has to reflect again, whether to fight, or choose to escape, the odds of winning are not great, and when they escape, they are afraid that the situation will be more unfavorable, even if he is extremely smart, he can't help but fall into confusion at this time.

Variables, variables, there are too many today, is it really going to die in the sky?

Naked ~ Naked men don't have any idea of dressing, they don't look handsome and are ready to use eight-pack abs to hook up with a good woman, only intervene in your body, not in your life, a way of life that you are willing to do.

"Come down, fight, you win, I only look to you." Feng Yu pointed directly at the right of the half-empty Zi Sang Xin, this is a duel that should have been in fate for a long time, decades ago, he vaguely remembered that it was the old guy who pushed him into the abyss with one palm, and an important person in his life, he thought that he would follow the fairy like this in this life, and he was willing to be a little white face, who would have thought that in the future?

The soul penetrated to the earth, and there was another dazzling color in life, and when he decided to be stable and happy, the heavens continued to make a joke that did not exist, and after thousands of miles, he once again set foot on this land, an end, and it was really just a beginning.

Zi Sang's eyes wandered away, the young man's sudden outburst was beyond his expectations, but it was not out of proportion, in the final analysis, it was the wolf-like eyes of another old man who made him worried, but someone sent charcoal in the snow...... Young people are young people after all, competitive and competitive, and not calm enough, "My son Sang Xinyou swore to heaven with half a lifetime of cultivation: If I lose, I will kill or kill and dispose of it, if it is an oath, the soul will be extinguished, and I will not be able to live forever." ”

He looked at Jing Yao, his performance was finished, and he was waiting for the young man's poisonous oath, he would not believe it lightly because of one person or a word, the young man didn't let him wait too long, Zisang still had scruples in his heart, and asked what to say if someone took advantage of the chaos to sneak attack, of course ordinary people couldn't get into him, and he was afraid that the strange old man who stood out from the crowd would not move like a mountain, and the sky would fall apart if he moved. Jing Yao only replied lightly: I'll help you.

A battle of dragons and tigers is ready to start, the situation on the field is also very clear, Jing Yao wins, many people can live, some must die; Zisang's heart wins, many people will be buried in other places, Qishan, will become a mass grave, in fact, it is almost now, the rising sun tomorrow, can it still reflect today's undried bloodstream, showing a crimson sky?

The cold night wind spread from the bottom of the Qi Valley to the top, whistling through, as if the mouth of the billions of forests opened in the sky, and the foul air flow that erupted from the mouth had a sharp coldness like a blade, devouring the remaining vigorous vitality between heaven and earth on the one hand, and cruelly cutting the Lei Lei peaks of Qi Mountain on the other hand.

Shuanghua is as calm as a sword, like a master in the world has already returned to simplicity, every sword, every potential is like a story, the Tao contained in it is enough for many people to absorb it for a lifetime; The phoenix feather is like the wind and lightning, the proud bones still exist, the iron bones, the fast and the slow, the soft to overcome the rigid, the young and the old, is it the talent of the country or the ginger or the old spicy?

The sound of breaking the air startled the sleeping birds in the forest, and a few birds flapped their wings and went away, and the rest of the mournful chirping lasted for a long time.

The sound of prayer, the sound of pity, the sound of heartbeat, one after another, the eyes are full of living vitality, expectation, longing, hope, swirling in the mind, lingering.

As soon as Shuanghua and Feng Yu came into contact in the air, the moment their eyes were staggered, their backs were back to back, and the two divine swords were so moving under the shining of the moonlight, the starry sky, and the night pearl.

"You lost". He spoke, plainly, but only to state a fact.

"I lost"! There are doubts, rhetorical questions, and a bit of belated affirmation.

This is a game of winning and losing, winning, not winning the world; If you lose, you will lose everything, including your life.

Zi Sang Xinyou never thought that he was a good person, since he can remember, he was bullied, single-handedly picked the enemy's compound, a family of dozens of people sparsely slaughtered, when he escaped, he met a loose cultivation, opened the road of cultivation, cultivation is self-cultivation, self-cultivation, but some people, some habits are destined for a lifetime, forced into the city of disorder, and plotted the entire city of disorder, even now, he never thinks he is wrong, the troubled times are waiting for the heroes to come out, failure, luck, strength, layout is not good, lose is lost, There is not much more to say.

He is despicable and insidious, but he is a devout Buddhist, many things are not clear in the first place, since he has made a poisonous oath, his head has fallen off a bowl-sized scar, and a hundred years later he is a good man.

"Wait a minute, I'll ask you a question, the sunken fairy ...... decades ago"

"I'm here, she's gone, I can only blame her for being too good." Thinking of that woman, cold and light temperament, turned his head and glanced at the girl not far away, maybe she will be the second to sink in a few decades, what an excellent woman she is, kind, generous, gentle, and her lifelong skills are never under the old man who is as immobile as a mountain, which of the five demons of disorder has not thrown an olive branch back then, and opened the best quality conditions, no one has ever succeeded, Zisang was moved by his heart, and found the other four demons, simply did not do two endlessly, and set up a plan, it was the Jing Yao who caught the bait of the year, and was surrounded by several people, Jing Yao was thrown into the abyss, and finally blew himself up and died.

In the world, there is no perfect thing, people are born to taste the ups and downs, a life, a story, a perfect ending.

A generation of heroic characters, rampant, arrogant, compromised, indulgent, with a sword for their life to draw the final end.

After the night is late, the morning dew comes, and the wet water vapor is like an embroidered curtain covering the heavens and the earth, and the curtain is embroidered with flowing patterns, which are falling red leaves. A cold light rain suddenly jumped out, like a woman's rouge thrown from her cheeks.

Zisang's heart is gone, liberated, and the living will continue to suffer the sin, Wen Rentian and Gonghu Li, the two people who bear the brunt of the coffin, what day and hour will they end up in the coffin?

"I would like to be a dog, a dog that is loyal to its owner." There is no direction to move forward, there is no road to retreat, like a lonely boat in the ocean ~ Ocean, either touching the reef at the bottom of the sea, or being destroyed by the wind and tsunami.

Wen Rentian can rest assured, what else is there to struggle with in the public household! People die like lights go out, no matter how wonderful the world is, it has nothing to do with him, in exchange for a lifetime, in his opinion, it is not a loss, with the strength of the master's young age and has perfected the realm, the future world is only afraid that it will be more exciting, but will he agree?

He Zengqi, he began to be unconfident, it should be from Zisang Xinyou, the most strategic hero in the city of disorder, fell in front of his eyes like this!

Jing Yao's body was straight, letting the wind and rain fall on his body, at this moment, the vast sea of people Qishan was surprisingly quiet, except for the sound of the wind and the light rain, it was just the sound of rapid breathing, silent waiting, and the rickety waist board was no longer as straight as before.

It's not that no one has ever thought about revenge, Zisang's heart is not without diehards, the true meaning of the dead soldier is to hide, like a poisonous snake hiding and waiting for a fatal blow, instead of becoming the target of the public, there is still a long way to go, and who knows who will be the final winner.

Don't be proud of a momentary victory, don't be discouraged for a momentary failure, the mountains don't turn around, there is always a time to emerge.

Jing Yao's mind is incomprehensible to everyone, even Yin Wu, who usually shows off his might in front of him, has never understood him, but he doesn't dare to step forward and shout at this time, God knows if he is still as pleasant as before, not Feng Yu.

After a long silence, two eyes as bright as stars slowly turned. After all, I can't escape, the fifth sign and Tong Qiufeng are bitter in their hearts, I don't know if they choose to be a man or a dog? Slanted his eyes, the old man who was sharp before was like an old monk at this time, not speaking, not speaking, not expressing his position, all of them did not see, they had to reassess whether there was an unusual relationship between the two.

If you want to say the most humiliated, it belongs to that stupid dog, he used to be the only one, but now he has come to compete for favor, wagging his tail and roaring, venting all the grievances in his heart. He wasn't in this mood, but after he felt that familiar breath, he was in a good mood, and in the future, there were people bickering, some people quarreling, and some people grabbing food, he didn't ask for much, he used to hope that a group of people would be safe and sound, but now he has another ambition, which is to become the king of dogs.

"You four, I don't ask much, to be a dog, you must have the consciousness of being a dog, otherwise I don't mind wielding a knife to slaughter stewed dog meat, Ye Bai, tell them about the rules of our Chenyao, obedient, reward; If you like to do small movements, you flip through the book, don't blame me for turning my face." Which of these people is not an old fritter, it is really difficult to convince the public without iron-blooded means, he needs a helper, but since the establishment of Chen Yao, the first iron rule is loyalty, absolute loyalty, if one day anyone disobeys, ride a donkey and read the script - wait and see.

When the dust settled on Qishan, the four newly acquired dogs ignored their injuries and went to break the enchantment with their human farts and behaps. Jing Yao patted Ye Bai on the shoulder, and sighed to the three brothers who had come from Ceres: "You will be tired in the future."

"What do you mean"? Ye Bai has a phobia now, and when he heard this, he immediately felt that something was wrong, as if he had been dropped for three years.

"Listen more to the drunken immortals, you can help if you can, but don't be stupid to help, I want to go out for a walk and pay off a debt that I have owed for many years." Without waiting for them to reply, Jing Yao had already turned around and strode towards Fu Bo and the others, "Follow me."

"Why"? She was still so arrogant and cold.

Jing Yao said endlessly: "You were my wife many years ago."