Zhao Yuheng was driven out of the Xiuhang palace by the prince's men, and he could no longer suppress the grief in his heart, so he knelt in front of the palace and cried a few times, but he thought of the tyranny of the prince of Zhongshun, and saw a few servants come out and walked straight towards him, he knew that he had to set off immediately, so he looked back at the palace of Zhongshun fiercely, and secretly decided: "If you have an heir, come to avenge yourself! He turned to leave, but knew that it was the last time he saw the palace of Zhongshun in his life.

Wang Ye Zhun Miaoyin temporarily lived in the West Wing, for vegetarian food, meditated during the day every day, and unpacked in the evening, and the two traded as if they were going step by step.

[The first day of March in the first year of Heisei]

The water of the Santu River never freezes.

In the spring, the water surface of the Santu River is turquoise, like a girl in her lovely years. The beautiful maiden stood at the bow of the boat, dressed in a "heavy" black dress, and the pale white evil god ornament on the cuffs of the dress had long since turned into golden Canonicle characters, which Elizabeth from Orlan recognized, but did not understand the meaning of these words when they were connected.

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The hem of the dress was cut off by almost a foot, and a circle of golden metal beast teeth was nailed to the edge of the hem, and the bubble was sewn into the golden half-length chain mail, as well as the golden liquid metal edges, so that at any time, the black skirt with gold trim would be propped up, forming a round parabola like an umbrella cover, and on the black robe, the dark gold streamer rolled like water waves, starting from a few nodes on the dark gold belt, radiating towards the whole body, and then back to the nodes.

The so-called ceremonial dress of Jianzhou Nu'er has now been transformed into another look, and even another ultimate holy weapon against the sky, "Chopping Wind Swallow Breaking Xiang Dance", which is a powerful weapon that integrates attack and defense created according to the Chi Youwan Transformation Technique and intelligent liquid metal deformation control technology, and in the whole dress, there are 36 cold weapons that can be deformed and popped out at any time.

A girl wearing such a "murderous dress" will definitely not be a spring outing.

The girl stood at the bow of the boat, lazily and weakly leaning on her husband's chest, slowly closing her eyes in the cold wind, the girl in the murderous dress looked particularly weak, because in the dress, the "heavy pressure" used by the Jianzhou slaves to control others has not been eliminated, that is the meaning of the Blood River Venerable, that is, through the heavy pressure, the girl can feel the feeling of the poison of Dorantes in the body like Wan Jianxin in the underground labyrinth of the East China Sea, and in that feeling, realize the "killing path" that is becoming stronger and stronger because of the changes in the sky.

And in the girl's heart, this weak appearance under the "restraint clothes" is a prop that can satisfy her husband's little dark psychology, and it also gives her a good reason to snuggle up in the only and only remaining warm embrace for her now, and she doesn't have to get up for a long, long time.

The embrace of the silver-haired boy now makes her more reluctant and makes her attached.

The boat is fast and travels through the wet mist of the river in early spring, greeted by a long and wet wind. The long wind was like a graceful song, gently holding the girl's knee-length hair, and spreading out into jet-black slender hair far behind her, and the hair was strung with many water droplets like a necklace, crystal clear, like the Milky Way shining in the dark night, those bright as the eternal stars.

As early as last year, when there was a chaotic New Year, the girl held a simple wedding with her beloved in her hometown, in the dilapidated and warm memories of the old Lin Mansion left by her parents, under the auspices of Han Konggu and Zhao Guangyi, and in the blessings of Wan Jianxin and other friends. The girl was unwilling to wait, unwilling to wait for her own old pearl yellow, before handing over her body, which could have been very tender, to the man who had already given up everything for herself.

"I owe you a great wedding. The boy's words have always been imprinted in the bottom of the girl's heart, the softest and most sensitive place, and the girl cries secretly at night, just because of the boy's agreement, it is too beautiful, too beautiful to be realistic, so beautiful that it makes people feel heartache.

The girl didn't want to wait, she didn't dare to wait, she didn't dare to waste a minute and a second of happiness when she could snuggle up in the boy's arms. She can only make a big gift as soon as possible, and use a wedding that is too simple and shabby for the Lin family to find an excuse for herself, to find a reason to sleep in a bed with a boy and never be left at home by the boy's back, she told him that if the situation is better in the future, it is good to hold another wedding, if it is not good, just support each other to go through the whole life.

Under the weight of this horror, she can't comprehend the ultimate killing path like Brother Wan Jianxin, nor can she communicate with the ghosts and gods of heaven and earth by relying on the life and death trial like madness like worshipping in prison, and comprehend the war soul beast "Steel Dragon", and she can't even rely on a "Heavenly Demon Disintegration Dafa" to make a "True Red Shura" like Sakura Shixuan The only thing she can use to dispel this horror is to dedicate herself and tie her weak heart to another person's body.

She knew that she was the daughter of a wealthy family of the seventh generation, and in the face of the cruel era of the country's ruin, she had only one choice: martyrdom.

"Is that good, you...... Don't you feel uncomfortable? I didn't have to work so hard. Silver Dust's gentle words gently fell into the girl's ears, and the girl's pink ears moved deftly, looking indescribably cute.

"It's not in the way, as long as you are by my side, not to mention wearing such a robe, even if you really pull the red orb, the rope is tied and can't move, and I am willing. Brother Yinchen, in fact, I know that you have always had those bad thoughts in your heart, I know, you can't deny it, if you can pull Sister Zijuan out this time, I can let you succeed once......" The girl smiled, her face flushed, and her neck turned red.

She knows that as a lady, she shouldn't think about those dirty things, but as a girl in her youth, she can't control herself, before the fall of the palace, the lessons taught to her by Wang Yurou are much more exciting than "Peony" and "West Chamber", and she is now famous, even if it is just to enhance the relationship between husband and wife, she can ignore shame, anyway, with the means of silver dust, no outsiders will know.

Silver Dust tightened the jade man in his arms, did not speak, and had nothing to say, those strange and illegal videos that he saw in the profiteer's small black room before the age of seven had already been deeply imprinted in his mind, subtly corroding his mind, in many senses, Silver Dust did not consider himself a pure person, at least not a good child.

In his body, lurking a predatory wolf.

"It's cold or not, or go back to the cabin to warm up. The magician took the girl's hand and felt a cold softness in his palm. Now, after seeing each other frankly, there is no longer a trace of shyness in shaking hands with each other.

"You're pretty warm. Anyway, when it's cold, you can turn into a fire. After speaking, the girl opened her eyes lightly and slowly straightened up: "I'm not cold, but my legs are sore when I stand up." ”

Silver Dust smiled and helped the girl up, the girl's small, incredibly light body was still a little snuggled up to the boy's figure that had now begun to show a manly demeanor, and slowly walked towards the cabin.

The dark gold pattern on the girl's robe had only a silent metal reflection, and when the dark golden light began to flow as quickly as water waves, it was the time when she, the battle spirit, and the two holy weapons were combined to exert extraordinary combat power.

Yinchen helped Lin Xuanchen into the cabin, Yan Moai hurriedly greeted her, waited for her to sit firmly on the chair, and quickly brought her a bowl of hot tea, Zijuan, Aya Luo In these days, she served the girl's diet and daily life alone, extremely careful, sometimes Lin Xuanchen smiled and persuaded her not to do this, but she could only continue silently with tears in her eyes.

Little Bell's "death turn" hit her too much. The girl who has been an apostle of death for 400 years has seen such a loyal and fierce black sky god for the first time.

Of course, she also knew that the most hurt by Little Bell's departure was actually the arrogant and greedy King of the Night. When he reaches the realm of the Night King, he can better understand the pride of the superior demon, and he can also better understand the determination of abandoning everything when Little Bell chooses to turn around.

The loyalty of ghosts is always above the loyalty of people.

The departure of the little bell set an example for the other three royal souls, and the little eyeballs who were originally a little cynical and the king of the night who got by were now also serious, seriously examining this pair of wonderful masters in this boring world. In many cases, the world is not the same as what the legends in the world depict.

"How long will it take? Lin Xuanchen slowly sucked the hot tea, turned his head to look out of the cabin, on the chaotic white river, five boats were lined up like a wild goose array, the one they were in was the front one, and among the remaining four boats, Wan Jianxin, Yixuanzi and Zhang Baisheng were waiting on the far left, and the other three boats were the Venerables of the Demon Power Pavilion led by the ghost elder.

Yinchen didn't establish the Huaxia Demon Palace in the end, and those men and women who were willing to follow the ghost to run to the name were all guys who could die for the three words of the Demon Pavilion. When Silver Dust saw their ultramarines, he restored the setting of the Demon Pavilion, the Temple of Civilization, and at the same time officially classified the organization "Xiao" as a secret force under the Demon Pavilion, Silver Dust was not worried about the loyalty of these old guys who had killed for half their lives, because each of them was like a ghost, and when they saw Silver Dust's completely revised "Heavenly Demon Disintegration Dafa", they were really willing to take out their hearts and show them to Silver Dust.

Today's "Heavenly Demon Disintegration Dafa" has become the strongest magic skill in the world, at least the strongest melee magic skill, because with the intensification of the life connection between Lin Xuanchen and Silver Dust, Yin Chen has obtained a lot of indoctrination from Lin Xuanchen's perception that cannot be taught, and the knowledge and skills of fighting against each other, relying on these, he can already completely integrate "Demon Crying Slash Fist" into "Heavenly Demon Disintegration Dafa", with the "Heavenly Demon Disintegration Dafa" of the Fist of Ghosts and Gods, it has become the strongest magic skill in the world, and it deserves its name.

Five small boats are in the still current of early spring in the river, slowly sailing towards Xiuhang, and on the awning boat on the far left and closest to the center of the river, a ten-year-old boy with small eyes is chatting with Wan Jianxin.

"I heard you can become a young man?" Wan Jianxin looked down at this cute child carved in pink, who would have thought that deep in the little boy's beautiful ruby red eyes, there was an infinite murderous intention.

"Yes, but it's too spiritually draining, and I don't want it unless I'm killing someone. "Little Eyeball was curious about everything in the world, and relying on his ability to fly short distances as a royal soul, he flew through the five boats, and also frightened several elders of the Demon Pavilion.

He was studying a basket of bait: "Fish like to eat these?"

"yes. Wan Jianxin was careless, at this time he looked at this cute child, but he only thought about how much combat power he could have: "You are so small, it is actually an advantage, right? I heard that you often sneak attack from behind?"

"Yes, for the sake of victory, a sneak attack is necessary, and I also specially found a few old men from the Demon Pavilion to learn some assassination skills. The little boy got tired of playing with the bait, threw them back into the bucket, and looked up at Wan Jianxin: "It's you, it seems that because you want to be a decent gentleman, you oppose the sneak attack, so you can get along with those old men?"

"Definitely not, those guys have troubled me a lot, but everyone's way is different, and I don't want to force it too much...... I once forced a person so much to change his mind, abandon the darkness and turn to the light, and truly be a righteous person, but in the end he not only betrayed me, but also died in a secret realm very aggrieved, and he never repented from beginning to end. I used to think that he was the staunchest believer, like me, but in the end, the most staunch believer was the first to betray, and I didn't force anyone else to do anything from the future. ”

"Fang Tianhang?" the little boy tilted his head: "I seem to have heard this name somewhere." ”

"I thank you for him, you can still remember his name, although he has only been dead for half a year, but who else in the current Divine Sword Sect will remember him?" Wan Jianxin's tone was full of gloom, so dry that he didn't even have a trace of remembrance.

"Do you hate the Excalibur Gate?"

"Hate. ”

"Do you want to go back for revenge?"

"No, if possible, I don't want to see anyone from the Divine Sword Gate in my life. Wan Jianxin said lightly. The grudge between him and the Divine Sword Sect had already ended in the battle with Fang Tianhang, and the Divine Sword Sect had fallen into the Demon Path, and he was still walking on the right path alone.

The little eyeball tilted his head, as a royal soul, he couldn't quite understand Wan Jianxin's feelings, and even he couldn't figure out his own feelings, the departure of the little bell also had a big impact on him, he had been feeling uncomfortable for several months, he didn't know that this discomfort was called sadness, he just thought that something was wrong with his spirit.

He is a child who cannot express his grief, not the feared King of Assassins, the Son of the Night, and the Rakshasa of the Heavens.