"The wind blows and geese fly south, and thousands of miles of yellow sand are exhausted.

The rain is falling, I make a pot of tea alone, and the lights are falling all night.

The ancient temple is 100 zhang high, the mountains are around, and there are many lonely.

After the fog cleared, the west wind was still howling.

The morning frost climbs the green tile, the frost falls, the green light ancient Buddha,

The golden scripture is rotten, and if it can't be turned, how can it be cured?

Fuqin wants to play to send parting, the sound of the piano is relative,

Qu Weiyang, broken strings and tears flowed alone.

The willows outside the pavilion want to be green, can't wait, the spring breeze crosses the pass,

Empty and withered willows, can't be kept, only too much sorrow remains.

With the pen down, who is chic?

In the wine of sorrow, who should swing the sword?

As soon as I drank and drunk, I laughed arrogantly,

My life is lawless, how can I kneel?

Long autumn thousands of miles, I can't say, right or wrong,

If Qingyun didn't allow me, how could I ask about the present day?"

The gloom of late autumn is entangled in the small city for a long time and refuses to disperse, even if it is the green tiles of the city, it can't resist the yellow sand from outside the city.

It turned out that the willows all over the city had withered, and there was no river to be seen outside the city, only the desert that stretched to the horizon and the banner painted with a blood-colored cross. The afterglow of the setting sun shone through the banner on the ruined city gates, on the man's face as tough as a rock.

It was a man in his thirties, tall and burly, with silver-white armor and a white cloak, standing out among the yellow sand. His eyes glared at the front of him, the barracks stationed in front of him, and the dense array of soldiers already lined up under the city. In the midst of endless anger, there is sadness and helplessness. No matter how strong the mountain-like body stands above the city gate, it can't change the reality of failure.

He lost, lost, lost completely, fought with him all his life, and in the end, he still didn't win against him.

He looked at the not-so-blue sky and sighed. Standing on the city gate, he jumped in the air, and his body was actually suspended in mid-air. At this moment, dozens of figures also rushed out of the camp below, standing in mid-air with the same momentum. He looked at these dozen figures, each of them had the same strength as him, and he was not an opponent at all.

"You've lost, surrender. The man at the head was dressed in a black robe and a mask with black patterns, and it was impossible to see what he looked like. No one had ever seen him as he really was, and his appearance had always been a mystery to all about him, and he looked at the man, and after a long time, he murmured.

"You know who I am, and I never admit defeat. The man said slowly, as if there was a trace of disdain between the corners of his mouth, the peerless sword in his hand was already bloodstained, dissipating the edge of the past megatron, but at the moment when the man's left hand held the handle of the knife, his whole person, together with the knife in his hand, bloomed with a strong sharp aura, which was even pierced by the sky, and this sharp aura was mixed with a terrifying monstrous aura, which shocked everyone to instantly become nervous, but only the man in black who was the leader had no slightest effect, his tone was as calm as water, and even a little terrifying:

"Your Holiness the Pope has issued a kill order, and you have no choice. ”

The void around him began to shatter little by little, revealing a pitch-black void, and in this pitch-black void, countless pitch-black energy fragments condensed into a pitch-black spear and landed on his hand.

"So you're here in person. Elder, or my former fiancée?" the man said, his tone full of disdain and sarcasm.

"I'm no longer the same person I used to be, and you've changed. The black-robed man said, and his voice at this time was the voice of a young woman.

"Yes, you are no longer the same person you used to be, there is no longer your family in Brahma City, only a night fight that killed all your relatives.

And I'm no longer the same me you know, and we're not destined to be on the same path again. The man's face twitched slightly, and he closed his eyes as if he was in some pain, and said in a slightly complicated tone for a long time:

"The last battle, even if you have a thorough understanding of our affairs!"

After that, he picked up the treasure knife in his hand, it was extremely sharp, he looked at the knife that had gone through countless battles with him, and said silently in his mouth:

"Killing the sky, today is the last battle, come on, let's kill the sky well!"

"Fight, fight!" the black-robed woman's voice trembled a little, but then quickly calmed down, and she ordered the person behind her to retreat with a gesture, and then raised her spear and rushed towards the person. The gunshots burst out, the sword light flickered, and the black gun intent and the white knife gang collided, shattering a large area of space, revealing a large void, which was restored in a short time, and then shattered again by powerful energy fluctuations in the next second.

"Ghost Dragon Flame!"

"All over the world!"

The black-robed woman swung her spear, and the entire spear burned with black flames, although it burned extremely vigorously, but she couldn't feel the heat, as if this strange black flame didn't exist in this world at all. The next moment, the black flames formed into a hundred-zhang long black dragon, roaring with a huge dragon might, and slaughtered towards the man with his bloody mouth open. The man held the knife in both hands, and swung a knife forward was just a knife, the knife was full of light, covering the sky and the sun, and the knife was vertical and horizontal, and it was irresistible. The seemingly indestructible huge black dragon was also shattered in front of this sword, and then the sword intent rushed straight to the ground of a foot in front of the black-robed woman, but there was no way to take a step forward.

"The sword is not as good as a foot in front of you, you actually exert his mind to this point, it's okay. The man smiled bitterly, and he didn't know when, the black flames that had been scattered before were surrounded again, and it was also at the moment when the man spoke that a flame cage was formed around him, and the black-robed woman appeared in front of him with one step, within a foot.

"Why give up resistance, you could have broken free just now. ”

"I know that if the Pope wants me to die, I have to die. I have only one request, to spare this city, which is the starting point of my dream, and it was yours once. ”

"In my capacity in the Holy See, although I can't let you leave without sin, I can at least save your life. ”

"Six years ago, didn't you know what happened to your predecessors? In this world, there is no one the current pope who does not dare to kill, and there is no person who cannot be killed. ”

"Then why do you still want to protect this city, your real home is Tiger Roar City, or East Pole City. Your first name would have been the surname Bai, or, Dongfang. ”

"Because, this green city is also his starting point.

Twenty-four years ago, four teenagers walked out of this green city.

A peerless frivolous, eleven ancient clan identity, gifted with yin and yang eyes, comprehending the rare mystery of yin and yang, but for a woman, he voluntarily exchanged his life for her happiness;

A natural spirit emperor's body, the king of the dynasty, the twilight sanctification, the way of the reincarnation of heaven and earth, but in the end, the heavens were jealous of the talent, and died in the thunderstorm of the battle number;

A talent is rare through the ages, a double cultivation of Buddha and demons, but he cultivated to the point of going mad and losing his memory, but with his strength, he became the current pope;

And the last one, the one with the weakest talent, is now in front of you, an ancient outcast, a rebellious man. ”

"I see, you're trying to keep this city, right, I promise you. The woman said, her tone was still calm to the extreme, and she didn't seem to have any feelings, the man heard this, there was a hint of softness in the corners of his eyes, and the treasure knife in his hand was sheathed, and he muttered in his mouth:

"Thank you. After he finished speaking, he closed his eyes, and the next second, a pitch-black spear pierced his chest, and the second the spear pierced his chest, he smiled, and smiled comfortably and naturally.

"Why? Why don't you want to submit to the Holy See until you die, just for a so-called promise?" The black-robed man in the lead took the spear, which seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and he asked the man, his voice trembling slightly.

"You won't understand, because people like you will never know what faith is. As he spoke, his body vanished, eroded by the flames of the pitch-black spear.

"Tiger, you, why are you so stupid?" the black-robed masked man muttered in a low voice, while taking off his mask, under the mask, there was a beautiful face that captivated the country and the city, and there were faint tear stains at the corners of his eyes, two lines.