"Uh..."

When the word "love" exploded in the air, Xiao Lang's soul suddenly ached, as if his heart had been hurt by someone else. It's a strange and inexplicable feeling.

But Xiao Lang seemed to be a little infatuated with this taste, he once again drew a word "love" with his hand, and with a wave of his hand, the word "love" was extremely dazzling in the night sky, reflected on the snowflakes, like a dream, like a meteor.

"Bang!"

The word "love" exploded again, but Xiao Lang's soul hurt again, feeling like he was hurt by love.

"Woohoo!"

He shot out love words again and again, exploding in the air again and again, the breath on his body became more and more indifferent and more ruthless, but he became more and more obsessed with this feeling of being hurt by love.

"If you want to hurt others, you must first hurt yourself?"

He muttered softly, and a trace of blood was slowly flowing from the corner of his mouth, but the speed at which he drew the word "love" became faster and faster, and one by one the word "love" whistled away, rising in the wind, and exploding in mid-air, the scene was extremely beautiful, like fireworks blooming in a snowy night.

"This, what kind of supernatural power is this? Or is it a Heavenly Dao attack?"

In a dark corner of the backyard, Aunt Xin was alarmed by a slight explosion from this side early. She looked at the love words that were whistling and exploding in mid-air with shocked eyes, and felt the coldness in the love words, and the strange energy contained in them made her heart tremble. She still looked at it a few times, and if she was hit, she couldn't imagine what would happen...

"Whew!"

In the next second, she felt it vividly, Xiao Lang seemed to notice that she was hiding in the corner, drew a word "love", and suddenly shot at her. And a thought inexplicably surged up in her mind, she seemed to be locked by the word "love" and couldn't hide from it!

This love word didn't get bigger this time, nor did it explode, but it directly sank into Aunt Xin's body like lightning. At that moment, Aunt Xin's soul trembled suddenly, and an inexplicable taste surged up, making her heartbroken, as if there was no point in living...

"What kind of weird Heavenly Dao attack is this? It actually contains a soul attack? It's terrifying!"

Aunt Xin woke up quickly, but she broke out in a cold sweat, although the word "love" only affected the time for her to blink, but the strong fight can decide life and death in one second. If Xiao Lang could easily break through her defenses, she would definitely be dead and alive just now.

Will Xiao Lang be able to break through her defenses?

At least the sword in Xiao Lang's hand, Aunt Xin felt that it could easily tear her body.

"This boy is so scary!"

Aunt Xin looked at Xiao Lang's back in the distance, and secretly palpitated. Xiao Lang hadn't comprehended the way of heaven before, she knew it very well. In other words... He had just started this Heavenly Dao, and he hadn't even started yet. Now it has such a powerful power, and it will be after Dacheng in the future?

Aunt Xin slowly retreated, not daring to continue watching. Xiao Lang has amnesia at the moment, and the most important thing is that she can't touch Xiao Lang's temper, and feels that there is a kind of indifference and ruthlessness in his bones that rejects people thousands of miles away. If he is killed by Xiao Lang, he will die unjustly.

A trace of gloom flashed in her eyes, she saw Princess Hemiao's deeds these days, it seemed that this little princess was going to be injured eventually. She wasn't going to persuade her, she also watched He Miao grow up, and she knew very well that this little princess would not turn back if she didn't break through the south wall and get bruised all over her body...

Feeling Aunt Xin leaving, Xiao Lang turned his face slightly, and continued to shoot love words into the air, the corners of his mouth became more and more bruised, his face became more and more pale, but his eyes became more and more determined and crazy.

Finally, in the middle of the night, he spurted a mouthful of blood and passed out. The goose-feathered snow fell and covered him with a thick quilt.

In the early morning of the second day, Xiao Lang woke up early, and it was amazing that his soul was not traumatized at all, as if last night was a dream.

Princess He Miao came again with He Ni, brought him breakfast, and sat by the pavilion with him again. This time, He Miao didn't speak, just quietly accompanied Xiao Lang, accompanied him to watch the snow, and watched the plum blossoms in the yard quietly bloom and slowly wither.

Xiao Lang didn't release the love word once during the day, just quietly in a daze and eating. At night, he began to quietly release the word "love", and then passed out again in the middle of the night...

Time slipped away between her fingers, and Princess He Miao slipped away in silent tears again and again, and twenty days passed in the blink of an eye.

Xiao Lang practiced hard night and night, and when he got to the back, he actually used the ruthless sword to draw the word "love" one by one, and he was able to draw several love words in a second at the same time, and hit them at the same time, and at the same time let them explode in the air. His heart was also hurt by himself again and again, and he passed out again and again, but he was happy to do it.

He had an inexplicable feeling that when he was no longer hurt by himself, he would be able to comprehend this way of heaven. Although he didn't know what the Heavenly Dao was, why did he want to cultivate this Heavenly Dao...

In fact, Xiao Lang didn't know that what he was feeling at the moment was the ruthless Heavenly Dao. His mind was blank, but the ruthless sword recognized him as the master, so he felt like flesh and blood. He used the ruthless sword qi many times, and Xinxing was greatly affected, and it was only after he lost his memory that he became so ruthless.

After his amnesia, he held the Ruthless Sword in his hand, further being affected by the Ruthless Sword. Before he lost his memory, he actually resisted this ruthless heavenly way, he didn't want to become a cold-blooded and ruthless person, and now his mind has become a blank piece of paper, and he is decisively tragic...

That night, the sword spirit in the ruthless sword abruptly summoned him, making him feel the first weight of the ruthless heavenly dao, emotional injury.

Although Xiao Lang is still just getting started at the moment, it is obvious that if it continues, when his heart is hurt again and again, he will naturally become ruthless and cold-blooded if he is hurt too much. At that time, even if he completely comprehended the first level of the ruthless Heavenly Dao, he would become a cold-blooded and ruthless person like the Qing Emperor back then!

In order to preach, the Qing Emperor didn't even care about tens of thousands of his own clansmen, knowing that he would die if he went, and knowing that his descendants would also be wiped out if he died. But he resolutely left, abandoning his wife and children to die alone, just to prove the ruthless way of heaven.

Xiao Lang kept typing the word "love" night and night, he was like a puppet manipulated by the sword spirit in the ruthless sword at the moment, making himself hurt again and again, once his heart was broken, he would be ruthless, he would completely become cold-blooded and fall into the ruthless heavenly way.

Whether Xiao Lang will be hurt in the end, Princess He Miao doesn't know, but she knows that she has been hurt, and the injury is deep and painful.

It's been twenty-nine days!

She went to visit Xiao Lang every day without hindrance, accompanied him, cared about him, and even told him very vaguely many times that she liked him very much, and she wanted to accompany him for the rest of her life. She tried to melt his frozen heart with her fiery heart, but Xiao Lang hurt again and again, and the more he got behind, Xiao Lang became even more intense... Ignore her.

Since ancient times, amorous and empty hate, amorous are always ruthlessly hurt.

Xiao Lang hasn't felt the true meaning of these two sentences, but He Miao has felt it deeply...

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[Author's digression]: The last few chapters are particularly difficult to write, and the old demon tries to write more profoundly, so that you all escape into the ruthless heavenly way...

Well...

There's a chapter before 6 p.m., and the plot of this volume will change dramatically later in the afternoon, and you decide not to guess the drop

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