Sometimes, I always wonder what people live for, is it just to survive or to live? In fact, there is no answer in the bottom of my heart. In the end, he is just a speck of dust between heaven and earth. However, an instinct unconsciously guides itself forward. For faith, or for fame and fortune, or for something in fact, but no matter what it is, it's just all kinds of ** in the heart. The essence of ** is to make people, to stimulate their own instinctive potential, an irresistible mysterious force.

Only when people are alive can they know what they are living for, because you don't know if you can still live in the next second. The only thing you can do is to live a little longer.

When Ling Xue'er opened up, she found herself lying on a comfortable bed. Tears flowed, and the sound of crying echoed softly in the room. The dragon soul meditates on a stool.

"Why, why didn't you save my father"

"This is the sword that your father left behind. "The Xue Ling Sword is placed on the table, and for a man, the Xue Ling Sword does not belong. Watching her cry, in fact, I didn't know what to say. I had to get up and leave the room. Let Ling Xue'er be alone and be quiet

"You can save your father at the cost of your life, and your father will be desperate to let you live. Maybe that's a comforting word.

"Young master. Is it worth it, that's the elixir that the Demon Venerable gave you just in case you are in danger in the rivers and lakes. And now, in order to save an unrelated person," Zhi Zhi, who was standing at the door, asked:

"Isn't it in your opinion that my life is very valuable, and I can keep a person with me for ten years. For you, is it worth it?" Ten years, from an ignorant boy to the young master of the demon clan at this time. It's not just the body that experiences and changes.

The "young master" ...... know that the person who has been with him for ten years is himself.

"She had no choice, either to live or to die. I won't save someone who is useless to me for nothing, but the Xue Ling Sword, the legendary Ancient Divine Sword, I would love to know what shocking secrets it has. ”

The dragon soul walked out of the room for a while, Ling Xue'er got out of bed, and suddenly found that she was only wearing a monofilament dress, translucent clothing, exuding the ultimate beauty of women.

"Huh?"

"Could it be him!" For some reason, in an instant, his mind thought that it was the dragon soul who had just been beside his bedside, but his heart was beating wildly, feeling that his body was suddenly hot, and he couldn't help but touch his fiery face with his hands.

A sword broke through the door from the upper floor, and the blade of the sword was pointed directly at the chest of the dragon soul. The dragon soul did not dodge, maybe he didn't plan to avoid this sword at all, deep down in the dragon soul's heart, he never believed that the person he had just saved would not hesitate to attack him.

"What! do you want to kill the person who just saved you?" the dragon soul still sat at the table. And the sword that stopped the heart had been stained with Ling Xue'er's blood, and the blood flowed down the neck, cutting through the wooden sword that should not have been cold in the first place.

"Yes...... It's you...... What did you do to me?" said this, and his cheeks couldn't help but flush again.

"Don't forget your life, I saved you! Only I can decide whether you live or die. Don't kill yourself!" After speaking, he stood up and tore a strip of cloth on his clothes, bandaging the wound on Ling Xue'er's neck.

At this moment, a feeling surged in Ling Xue'er's heart.I can't tell.Could it be just because he saved himself?From then on, whenever Ling Xue'er could see him wearing a neck scarf.Maybe it was just to cover up the wound from the sword.

"Thank you...... a man who once saved his life, but he himself was so hot that he almost killed his benefactor. And at this moment, he is bandaging his wounds, and a thank you may not mean anything at all, but it comes from the heart.

"I saved you, not sympathizing with you, from now on, you are my person, follow me from now on, what I say you do, if you dare to disobey, I don't care if you die again!"

What the dragon soul said was still so cold. Or do you want to make excuses for your actions?

"I, who was saved by Shaoxia, should repay the grace of saving my life. If the young man wants to kill me, please do it. Hearing the cold tone of the dragon soul, it was a great grievance. Tears flowed involuntarily, and it must be my father who hurts me the most.

"Since you know the best, go back to your room and rest later, and leave this place early tomorrow morning. ”

"Excuse me, where is my father's ulna, I want to see my father. ”

"Your father's ulna has been cremated with the town because of the plague. ”

Tears of sadness can't stop flowing, and once my father was my only support. Now only the sword in his hand remains.

"Isn't it sad and sad?"

"Hmm"

"What kind of taste is that?" and suddenly, I realized that I had never felt anything before.

"Huh?" looked at his eyes, revealing endless loneliness, infinite loneliness. A pair of eyes without emotion, as if they were empty.

Darkness, carnage, blood. Only the strong are worthy of survival, this is the way of survival of the dragon soul, there can be no family affection, there can be no friends, maybe one day he will die in the hands of the so-called friends, or one day he will kill what he thinks is a friend.

"I can't imagine that anyone is so cruel that they can burn down the entire town and kill thousands of people in the flames. At this time, the martial arts people sitting next to him were suddenly discussing the affairs of the rivers and lakes.

"Why? You care about those people. You shouldn't have escaped from that town in the first place. ”

"If you don't run away, will you stay in the town and wait to be infected? ”

"It's okay if it's burned, at least it won't spread to other places. Anyway, those people have to die, and it's the same if they die early or late. so as not to suffer. ”

"You guys are too much, you don't want to save you when you die, and you are still talking cool here. At this time, Ling Xue'er suddenly turned around and yelled at the two or two people.

"Girl, you have the ability, why don't you save it. It seems like he's great. Hum. ”

"I ......" was so angry that he had to sit back in his place.

At this time, a cloud of black gas appeared outside the door, and a young woman (Mengnu) appeared, although it was bewitching, but her face was blocked by a black veil.

"I heard that the demon clan has reappeared in the rivers and lakes, and it also carries an ancient divine weapon, a bloodthirsty demon knife. and cut off one of my men's arms. ”

Unexpectedly, it was a woman. ”

"But what I want to get, there's nothing I can't get. After saying that, a raindropped flying needle flew outside the window. The people in the inn were stabbed to death on the spot because they couldn't dodge.

A flying shadow, the blade of the bloodthirsty demon knife pierced the masked woman's chest.

"Look at you are so handsome and lovely, you don't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade. The voice came from the roof not far away, and as the masked woman in front of the dragon soul actually disappeared like a phantom, she looked up and saw that her slender figure looked even more enchanting in the sun.

At this time, the dragon soul was still standing in place, and the fastest light skills would leave traces, but this time there was no movement at all. The dragon soul casually waved the bloodthirsty demon knife in his hand, and a blade slashed into the air, cutting the masked woman in half. Yet still a phantom. Just as the dragon soul was swinging the knife, a flying needle flew towards the armpit of the dragon soul. It seems that there is an emptiness that has appeared for a long time, and then a sword qi appeared at the same time, cutting the air away, and the left hand of the dragon soul has an extra sword at this time, cutting the flying needle in half, phantom?

What followed was a raindown of countless flying needles. A violent wind swirled, and all the flying needles that landed on the dragon soul were bounced away. At this time, the dragon soul was holding a double sword, the double sword was not as bulky as the bloodthirsty demon knife, the sword body was very thin, and it was not as wide and long as the usual sword, with the same sword edge, but only one blade, (you can refer to the Tang sword blades in Chinese history, like swords and not swords.) Straight and straight-edged, double-edged at the tip, suitable for assassination, and the usage is between swords. In fact, the Tang sword has a great relationship with the Japanese katana. As the dragon soul expected, most of the flying needles in the raindrops were phantoms, but a few real needles allowed the dragon soul to discover the trajectory of the Mengnu. The figure of the dragon soul flashed, swept with his right hand, picked it with his left hand, a strand of black hair, and a black masked gauze cloth fell in the air.

If a pair of eyes is enough, it is enough to hook a man's soul. At this time, the Mengnu who took off the veil was enough to hook a man's soul. Looking at her, it seemed that even the strength to lift the sword had been lost. Is it the heart and mind, or is the internal force completely lost?

"You're the first man to lift my veil!"