The past is like smoke, but it is like a picture scroll, slowly unfolding at this moment.

In the wind and snow, someone is peerless and independent, and it seems that a beautiful woman goes to the appointment to wait for the king's return.

"Didn't you come?" With a beautiful, but somewhat haggard face, she sighed.

She seems to have been waiting here for a long time, but the person she was waiting for never came.

She knew that there were nearly sixty masters behind her, and if he couldn't come, then she would only be able to die.

When the mighty army had arrived behind her, she saw him, and she smiled, even though he had come to fight against her.

Ever since she saw him, she hadn't killed him, and had been smiling at him ever since.

She didn't know why.

"It's called love." She couldn't help but laugh to herself.

"Witch, don't die quickly." Qianxing shouted at her.

"Oh, it's boring, boring love, boring people." She smiled miserably, there are so many masters, who is not the one who makes the whole rivers and lakes turbulent after going out.

"Let's do it." She said lightly.

The black qi burst out, the thunder in the sky rolled, and the heavenly steps attracted the celestial phenomena and melted the sky into one.

The sixty masters also moved, and in an instant, the sky on the entire snow-capped mountain changed. More than sixty Heavenly Rank masters, if this appeared in front of ordinary people, what a terrifying thing it would be.

A silver spear, the wind and snow turned into the shadow of a spear, and with that, the swords, guns, swords, and halberds collided together.

Death, death, death, until there is only one person left, how powerful this witch is, more than sixty heaven-level masters in front of her, it is like chopping melons and vegetables.

"Do you want to continue?" She said to Qianxing, who had deliberately left her life behind.

"Witch. I'm going to do the right thing for heaven today. "The defender's Qianxing still didn't find out that it was she who released the water so that he could survive.

"Are you still in hot pursuit, it's been more than a hundred years, you're still like this, a mouthful of witches, in fact, I like it very much. Hehe. She laughs.

Qianxing was speechless for a while, and seemed to realize that he had been chasing her for more than a hundred years, and he was the only one who survived every time.

"I'm tired, I thought I could accompany some fool to old age, leave the rivers and lakes, male ploughing and female weaving, husband and child, but now it seems that I can't." She continued.

"You all say I'm a witch, because my exercises are demonic attacks? Haha, ridiculous, I'm just black in color, how have I ever hurt someone? She said.

"So many heroes have been killed by you, and you dare to say that you didn't harm anyone." Qianxing said sharply.

"Hehe, harmful, yes, they are dead, what about my brothers and sisters? What about my parents? They are just ordinary people, aren't you also killers, you come to kill me, I just protect myself, how can I ever harm their families? She asked.

At this time, Chiyuki seemed to remember an absurd legend that said that the family of every person this witch killed was treated kindly.

Whoever dares to harm them will be hunted down to death by the witch.

"Is it true that all of this is true?" The dazed Qianxing muttered to himself.

But Qianxing still didn't believe it, still looked at her, and kept calling witches.

"If Black Gang Qi is a witch, then how about a different one, even if you still don't like me." She said softly, self-deprecating, ridiculous.

The black qi on his body slowly dissipated and turned into white qi.

"So, is it still a witch?" She smiled faintly, very beautiful, very beautiful.

Qianxing was a little stunned, watching her come over step by step, forgetting that the other party was still the witch she kept talking about a second ago.

It wasn't until she grasped his spear in her hand that Chiyuki reacted, and when Chiyuki thought she was going to take her weapon, the spear pierced through her abdomen.

"No!" Qianxing didn't know why he shouted.

But the spear had pierced her, and blood was spilling from the corner of her mouth, and her whole body was dissipating.

"Since a long, long time ago, I've been waiting, waiting, waiting for a fool, although I know I can't wait, but I'm still waiting, and today I think, it's not bad to die in his arms, heh, boring feelings." She said softly.

Qianxing held his hand, not knowing what to say, what else could he say? People are gone.

"No!" Qianxing hugged the corpse that had been quickly cold in the snow and roared in the snow.

The whole body shone with the same aura as this wind and snow, until it was dissipated, what a great sorrow it was from the heavenly steps to the top, who had tried it?

In an instant, all the power was dissipated.

Qianxing left the snowy mountain with heavy steps, until he came across a man, a man who had rescued him and wanted to sell him like a slave.

Qian Xing held the gun in his hand and looked at Zhang San, he didn't dare to recall it before, and he didn't want to recall, and he didn't recall it until today.

"I can make you a slave and a dog, but before that I can kill someone, and if you promise, I will only be able to accompany her." Qianxing may have not spoken for too long, and his voice was a little hoarse.

"Yes, but come back to the house with me, at least change your clothes before you go." Zhang San said softly.

A heaven-level master naturally has to be recruited by his subordinates, otherwise he can only be destroyed.

Qianxing nodded and followed Zhang San away.

"Go to the Pony Mansion and get the money yourself." Zhang San said to the slave trader as he left.

The carriage stopped not far away, and Zhang San walked over with Qian, and saw a figure squatting beside the carriage with a thin and scared look.

Zhang San saw that a group of ruffians were punching and kicking the boy.

The boy is only seven or eight years old, but his body is like four or five years old, which is too thin.

Zhang San was ready to expel these guys, and then get into the carriage and leave, it had been too long in this era, he no longer had that kind of compassion, and he didn't have the leisure to care about these things.

Qianxing opened his mouth and said: "If you want to cultivate talents, it is best to accept that boy, his physique is very good, and he is suitable for martial arts." ”

Zhang San looked at Qianxing suspiciously, then looked at the boy and asked, "How many years does it take to become a talent?" It's too long, even if it's a martial arts wizard, I don't want it. ”

"I don't know, it's up to him, geniuses are a kind of monster, they may become talented in a year, or they may become talented in ten years." Qianxing said.

Zhang San's eyes narrowed, and he said, "Then give it a try." ”

Zhang San walked over, Zhang Sanyi, who was dressed in brocade clothes, came over, and all the ruffians ran away one by one.

The boy looked at Zhang San coming over and wanted to run away, but Zhang San grabbed him and said, "Why, I want to run away if I do something bad." ”

A cynical look made Chiyuki feel weird.