The fox style cried, made trouble, and hanged himself, "Boom! I don't carry this pot! The nest is a blue child! The nest is not gay! The nest doesn't like the Xiahou demon! ”

Li Zhao listened to her explanation in silence, and then looked at the girl with a warm expression, "Well, Xiahou Jue is too beautiful and bewitching, and he is the dream lover of those princes and princes, so don't you like him, okay?" ”

He's deceiving himself, he knows everything.

The little fox holds his cheeks, and the beautiful little V face is raised at a 45-degree angle,

"Xiahou Jue is the dream lover of those beautiful boys, what's wrong with NO.1? Isn't she, too? The first calamity, the first demon, is a natural pair, life after life, hum! ”

Lu Shuangyue was indifferent, and lost the perfunctory mood with him, "Well, master." Then the girl turned and left, disappearing under the falling flowers, "I'm tired, so I'll retire first." Husband, you should rest early, too. ”

Borderland.

The desert is lonely, and the yellow sand is a wolf.

Battle of Changping.

The plot repeats itself once again.

The 20,000 remnants of the Tiansheng Dynasty were besieged in the Han Valley by the 900,000 troops of the Southern Zhao Kingdom.

The commander of the Tiansheng Dynasty is Xiahou Jue.

And Nanzhao Guo, the coach is Nangong Jin.

It's really a natural rival.

20,000 versus 900,000, the disparity in strength is too great.

It's really the end of the road.

And yet—

The Child of Destiny is always the most angry and unworthy existence.

Heavenly Dao's preference for the Child of Destiny has long been perverted to the point of outrageousness.

Even according to the original plot, Xiahou Jue would defeat Nangong Jin with 20,000 remnants, but before Nangong Jin was defeated, he would use the peerless sword "Nine Heavens Moon Practice" to seriously injure Xiahou Jue.

However, after several confrontations, Nangong Jin still fell into the hands of Xiahou Jue, and finally ended with the five horses splitting their bodies.

But this time the plot has changed.

The Nine Heavens Moon Practice is Xiahou Jue's, and it has nothing to do with Nangong Jin.

With the assistance of Jiutian Moon Practice, Xiahou Jue turned defeat into victory, broke through Nangong Jin's heavy seal # lock, unstoppable, the demon boy at that moment seemed to be a god descending, unstained in white, the crown of the world, invincible......

At the center of the killing, Xiahou Jue looked at Nangong Jin, and in his demonic eyes, boundless hatred struck in an instant.

That hatred is engraved in the soul.

Nangong Jin did the same for him.

They...... Born to be an old enemy.

Xiahou Jue did not kill Nangong Jin.

He chose to let Nangong Jin's life be worse than death.

In the original plot, Nangong Jin used "Nine Heavens and Moon Practice" to destroy Xiahou Jue's soul, making him suffer from "soul shattering" for the rest of his life, and his soul was broken again and again, and then reorganized. This kind of soul torture is extremely cruel.

And this time, Jiutian Yuelian was cast a magic seal by Xiahou Jue, which not only destroyed Nangong Jin's soul, making him so abused by "soul shattering" that life was worse than death, but also pervertedly rewarded Nangong Jin with a thousand heavenly tribulations.

He, Xiahou Jue, will not wronged himself. Whoever sins against him, he will pay it back several times.

The day the class teacher returned to the court.

The Tiansheng Dynasty dispatched the highest standard of honor guards, and the emperor led the ministers and the people to greet the son of the Mandate of Heaven - the first upstart Xiahou Jue with the most pious posture and the most heartfelt admiration.

However, at this moment in the capital, Lu Shuangyue, the disaster water, is trying her best to deny her relationship with Xiahou Jue.

Outside the capital.

The sedan chair surrounded by the army, the curtain was suddenly picked open by a slender and delicate jade hand, and what was reflected in the young general's demonic pupils was a charming little face that was stunning in the city.

It was the delicate little face he had been thinking about for a long time.

It's her.