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The sun is rising.

The sea is magnificent.

The endless sea is the place where people can feel the deep fear is the most, the water waves are turbulent, the tide crashes on the shore, reflected in the pupils of people, it is completely a dynamic world, deep and terrifying, the more a person stands on the shore of an isolated island in the sea and looks out, looking at the boundless sky and water, the more you can experience this fear that makes people feel lonely in their hearts.

On the isolated island, a thin but resolute middle-aged man was lying naked on the shore, his eyes closed, the tide in the sea kept rising and then retreating, and his body was constantly submerged by the waves, and then re-exposed.

If it weren't for the fact that his swollen right arm was clutching a sword, and the green tendons on his back were bursting to prove that he was still alive, his posture would have almost everyone thought he was a dead man.

Tree-lined tropical jungle behind the shore of a lonely island.

An old man in a wheelchair stayed quietly in the place where the shade of the trees would form after the sun rose, looking at the sunrise that was not dazzling, and the sunlight shone and reflected in his eyes, which seemed to add a touch of warm color to his eyes that had been cold and silent in the past.

The sun grew stronger, and the sun completely overcame the distant sea level.

The old man, who had always maintained a posture that was almost mistaken for a statue, finally turned his head, looked at the shirtless middle-aged man lying on the shore, and said flatly: "How long has he rested?" ”

"Back to Your Majesty, it's been nearly an hour."

Beside the old man stood a sturdy and terrifying young man and a middle-aged man in Tsing Yi with an expressionless face and numb eyes, hearing the old man's question, he subconsciously took a step forward, although his eyes were unfocused, but his tone was almost instinctively respectful and respectful.

"Jianghu, go, call him up, continue to swing the sword for twelve hours, you don't have to give him breakfast and lunch, it's a waste to eat too much."

The old man said with a smile, staring at the thin middle-aged man lying on the shore who was constantly submerged by the tide, his eyes playful.

It was a kind of look that was calm to the extreme, as if it was not like a human being, and it seemed to be completely standing outside the red dust sentient beings, coldly looking at the many joys and sorrows and bitterness of the world, without any emotion in his eyes.

Your Majesty is emotionless.

This is something that everyone on this island knows.

The royal road is ruthless, in order to reach the peak.

Behind the old man, the burly and sturdy young man who didn't speak like him snorted, raised his foot and stomped on the ground suddenly, and the nearby bushes suddenly trembled and shook, but his whole person suddenly rushed out, the speed was like lightning, and in a few breaths, he had already come to the middle-aged man lying on the beach on the shore, looking at his swollen arms, his eyes were complicated.

Puffy arms?

If you don't guess wrong, his legs must be swollen at this time, practicing swords in the water, and the layman sounds enthusiastic, but can he really try it? Ordinary people insist on ten minutes, and it is extremely rare to hold on for half an hour with good physical strength, but he is full of eighteen hours a day!

In the icy sea water where sleep overflowed his waist, he always resisted the resistance in the water and kept moving at high speed, constantly swinging his sword, eighteen hours!

It's not something you can do physically!

And what the middle-aged man on the ground has to do is to persist in something that challenges the limits of human beings and almost surpasses the limits of human beings for a month!

It's the third day.

As one of the deputy commanders of the island, Wang Jianghu's eyes are complicated.

Prior to this, the character that His Majesty trained in the most cruel and extreme way was a beautiful girl who looked extremely delicate, there was no so-called slow progression, from the very beginning, His Majesty threw the glass that he had carried with him for many years directly to her, and swung his sword in the water for sixteen hours a day!

Tired of crying, fainting, vomiting blood, no one on the whole island was willing to sympathize with her even a glance.

Every woman on the island is for a man to vent. Bitch of desire, but she is the only exception.

The chastity that everyone here looks at is unusually indifferent, but in her eyes, it is more important than her life!

The day she arrived, everyone on the island was present.

The members of the two law enforcement teams pressed her to her knees in front of His Majesty, and the god-like old man on the island stared at the stubborn eyes of anger, despair, desolation and grief, and only asked one word.

"Would you like to be the goddess here? Or do you want to be a prostitute here? ”

Wang Jianghu swore that it was definitely the most complicated look he had ever seen in his life!

The woman did not beg for mercy and chose the former without hesitation.

With glass in hand, you will live in one of the most prestigious courtyards on the island, where the world's top doctors and dietitians are ready for emergency treatment 24 hours a day.

The heartache exercise that challenges the limits of human beings again and again, and the life-and-death struggle that is almost certain again and again.

No one thought that she could persevere, and many people even secretly looked forward to her beautiful body.

But she never changed her choice!

If your right arm is broken, you will practice swords with your left arm!

Hurt, fainted, desperate, helpless, but no one had ever seen her cry once!

Not once!

It's all about desperate at all costs!

A girl, but with perseverance and perseverance that makes all the men on the island chill from the bones.

The desolate figure that penetrated into everyone's hearts stayed on the island for two years.

After all, she didn't become the plaything of everyone on the island, her strength accumulated again and again, constantly broke out, continued to break through, and trained five or even ten times more than others every day, she finally became the goddess of this island.

The corpse is immortal, but the longing and tenderness that are often revealed from her eyes have finally disappeared with the continuous training and killing of the past two years, becoming calm and cold.

In two years, fifteen assassinations of the Great Commander Cangsheng!

Nine assassinations of His Majesty!

Although it has not succeeded once, this hatred and resentment is like the deep sea outside the island, as far as the eye can see.

Wang Jianghu didn't know her identity, even after she went to the place on the island that everyone feared and jealous now, he didn't know.

But he knew very well that that girl should be the same person as the Grand Commander.

Because they will have something in their eyes that can be called faith.

Invincible, transcendent faith!

Wang Jianghu's mind was full of thoughts, and he was stunned for a while.

No one reminded him, and when he reacted, his face changed suddenly, and he subconsciously looked at the old man who was still sitting in the woods, squatted down, looked at the middle-aged man who was still lying on the beach, and said in a respectful tone: "Great Commander, Your Majesty asked me to tell you that you will continue to swing the sword for twelve hours, and breakfast and lunch will not be prepared for you." ”

"Got it."

The Great Commander Cangsheng said lightly, and the long sword in his hand clenched a little tighter again.

As the deputy commander, Wang Jianghu, who seemed to be only one level different from the common people, but in fact, was almost a world apart, hesitated, and said softly: "Great commander, it is better for you to admit your mistake to Your Majesty, this time you privately transferred Brother Hai and No. 14 and No. 15 out of the island, which is not suitable in itself, admit your mistake, what's the big deal..."

"Get out! What are you going to do, and when will it be your turn to dictate?! ”

Wang Cangsheng opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes were sharp, and he shot directly on Wang Jianghu's face, and the almost violent sadness and anger in his eyes flashed.

Wang Jianghu's body trembled, subconsciously took two steps back, scratched his head, laughed, and was just about to go back, when the figure of the old man behind him sounded faintly: "Wang Jianghu, double your training today, go now." ”

The corners of Wang Jianghu's mouth twitched, knowing that this was His Majesty's punishment for his distraction, he answered in a deep voice, and turned around to leave without saying a word.

The old man's eyes were flat, watching Wang Cangsheng's figure carrying the sword and walking into the sea again, his eyes were indifferent, just like sitting here two years ago and watching the girl with the glass enter the sea, without any emotion, the only thing that was a little uneasy was that the girl died when she died, but the glass must not be washed away.

"Tsing Yi."

The old man shouted softly, and without waiting for the other party to agree, he took the lead in speaking: "Tell me, the Grand Commander privately mobilized the three backbone members of the law enforcement team out of the island, is this punishment too light?" ”

"Your Majesty is wise. His Majesty's decisions are naturally correct. ”

Song Qingyi's eyes were hollow, his face was numb, and the whole person seemed to be in a state of walking dead.

"All right?"

The old man sneered, narrowed his eyes and said, "Is it right that your sister who has been worried about you for so many years is dead?" ”

Song Qingyi's two hands clenched suddenly, clenched together, and after a while, he took a deep breath and said calmly: "Your Majesty is wise." ”

"Okay, what a sycophant."

The old man sneered, still didn't look back, staring at the figure who was moving at high speed in the sea and constantly smashing the long sword in his hand into the water, and said lightly: "The rewards and punishments are clear." This time your sister has made a meritorious service, count it on you, say, what do you want? ”

Song Qingyi was silent, and sadness appeared for the first time in his empty eyes.

The old man, who didn't seem to know how to compare his heart to his heart, seemed to be very patient, and after waiting for a while, he squinted his eyes directly, and said unkindly: "Don't test my patience, I asked you what you want, your sister, if she dies, she will die, and she should die for the Wang family." I'm in a good mood today, if you don't know what to do..."

"Poof!"

Song Qingyi knelt on his knees suddenly, his upper body was directly prostrate on the ground, and he did not raise it, and said respectfully: "Please allow me to enter the Liuli Palace!" ”

The old man who was interrupted from speaking was silent for a while, his face could not be angry, and after a while, he smiled faintly and said softly: "You want to break away from the law enforcement team?" Or do you want to die? ”

Song Qingyi prostrate on the ground and did not speak.

"I see that it is better to allow you to go to the mainland directly, rush into the Tang family, and kill the two miscellaneous pieces to help your sister avenge it, although it doesn't have much effect, but the Tang family, after all, one more death is one, so it is much stronger than you dying in the Liuli Palace, how about it?" Think about it? ”

The old man sat in a wheelchair and said gloomily, his smile full of sarcasm and mockery.

Song Qingyi still didn't get up, lay on the ground, and stubbornly repeated again: "Please Your Majesty allow me to enter the Liuli Palace!" ”

The old man didn't speak, his eyes flickered, staring at Song Qingyi.

Song Qingyi prostrate at the feet of the old man in a regular manner, motionless, respectful and reverent.

In the sea water in front of him, Wang Cangsheng's vent-like roar suddenly sounded, through the air, straight up!

Wang Cangsheng's eyes narrowed, the corners of his mouth hooked up a playful smile, and said indifferently: "It's a little bloody, it's accurate." ”

Song Qingyi, the only person with a foreign surname on the entire island, slammed his scalp on the ground, and said piously and fanatically: "Thank you, Your Majesty! ”

The old man ignored it, turned his head, and looked to the east.

At the junction of the first line of heaven and water, the entire sea is slightly turbulent, and it is extremely magnificent.

The old man's cold eyes finally showed a complicated look, and he was silent for a while before he propped himself up with his hand and took out a small stack of A4 paper under his buttocks.

A4 paper.

After the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, Huating, Wu Yue, and all the information within the scope of the Wang family's activities were all gathered in one place, densely packed.

The information was delivered last night.

It's just that the old man is too lazy to read it, and he thinks there are too many words.

He raised the A4 paper in his hand and said lightly: "How many people did that waste kill this time?" ”

Song Qingyi, who personally handed over this information to the old man, quickly calmed down and said respectfully: "It can't be counted for the time being, the scope of involvement is too wide, almost all the forces of Huating and Wu Yue have been eliminated, and there are still people in action." ”

The old man sighed lightly, his eyes swept the information, and the most eye-catching words were the news that Li Donglei had re-entered the Wang family.

The information in his hand was raised, like garbage, and this information that was shocking enough in the outside world was directly thrown out by him and scattered on the beach in front of him.

The old man's eyes were calm, and he said to himself: "Fighting with a weak and strong trapped beast is a desperate situation, what else do you have to do rationally?" ”

The old man raised his head, looked at the slowly rising sun in the sky, shook his head slightly, and said, "Get up, let's go back." ”

Song Qingyi carefully pushed the wheelchair and turned around.

Behind him, there are turbulent and magnificent waves! ——

Around noon.

At the foot of the Kunlun Mountains, the most mythical in the Celestial Empire, a thin old Taoist priest with a height of more than one meter nine and a super high rate of turning back came here again.

Just after the New Year, there are very few tourists in Kunlun Mountain.

In the past, the old Taoist priest who always played the dust with a relaxed face looked stiff this time, and after hesitating for a long time, he shook off the dust and walked along the path to Kunlun Snow Peak step by step.

The most vast, but Kunlun.

The old man in a Taoist robe, with gray hair and beard, was alone, and he went up the mountain without stopping.

The trail is narrow and the route is rugged.

After going around countless twists and turns, after coming to the nearby city from Jinling in the early morning, the face of the Wang shroud, who rushed here non-stop, did not have the slightest wave, and kept going up in the dazzling path of countless people, and finally came to a cold and snowy environment.

Ahead, the wind and snow were all over the place, and at the end of the line, a snow-covered hut stood faintly there, and the oldest kerosene lamp seemed to be lit inside.

Looking for the world, visiting the masters, but that's it.

Next to the hut, a lone grave was covered in snow with a monument on it.

One yin and one yang, but they are so close together in the heavy snow.

The Shroud's expression was calm, his speed was slow, and his eyes were complicated.

Finally came to the hut in the wind and snow, and stood ten meters away from the door.

There was silence inside the door.

The King's shroud narrowed his eyes and bent his knees.

Fall on your knees!

White eyebrows, white hair, and white snow.

A Taoist robe.

Kneeling in the snow like a statue!

The wind and snow in the air quickly covered the body of the Shrouded King.

In the hut, the light of the kerosene lamp shook violently.

An old sigh sounded softly: "What's the matter? ”

"Your favor has been exchanged, and Poor Dao came here today, so I asked to owe you a favor, and asked you to take action once, save the child of Lingxi, and make a good fate!"

The shroud said calmly, and the wind and snow on his body were not wiped at all.

There was silence in the wool house, and the owner obviously had no desire to go out to greet the guests, and said lightly: "Guanyin is bathed in blood, this good fate, it doesn't matter." ”

"The last words of your ancestors said that this is the dragon vein of the earth, the feng shui family, this tomb, someone is sleeping here, and you are also staying here, for what? Don't you want future generations to prosper, prosper and prosper? They are now prosperous, but there is always a place to ask for help. You are not uncommon in this favor of Poor Dao, plus is the Huangfu family enough?! ”

"Plus the Wang family, is it enough?!"

There was silence in the hut.

There was finally a trace of violent fluctuations in the calm expression of the Wang Shroud, but it was extremely hideous, and the dust in his hand instantly became straight, piercing directly into the ground and snow, and said coldly: "With the addition of Master, is it enough?!" ”