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"We met, and then we apprenticed together, practiced together, childhood sweethearts, and grew up together. ”

"I don't know why Shizun took me as an apprentice, but Shizun's kindness is as heavy as a mountain, and he is like my father in my life......"

"Father?"

"I've forgotten what my father looked like, and I have forgotten even what my master looked like. ”

"In a hundred years, I have forgotten so many things that my memory ...... It's starting to blur, it's fading, it's going to go blank—"

"It's blank!"

"I felt that it wouldn't be long before I would be like a newborn baby, ignorant of the world. ”

"When that moment comes, it means that my life has come to an end. ”

"At that time, ahem, all the things of the past years will be gone-"

"But I am unwilling, unwilling to die like this, and I can't see him for the last time!"

Outside the window, the snow was raging, and the thin horse pulled the carriage straight to the battlefield.

She ran out of time.

Instead of following in his footsteps, she went straight to the place where he died.

Because she wants to die with him.

"Since I have no chance to live, then let me die with my senior brother. ”

The curtain of the carriage on the left side fell, and the wind and snow did not enter.

She's tired.

She was very tired, sometimes she slept for ten days and a half months, but when she woke up, she could only say a few words to Fu Tuwei, and then she had to fall asleep again.

She hadn't stepped out of the carriage since a month ago.

Her life is coming to an end.

Perhaps for her, dying was a relief.

"After a hundred years of suffering, we still can't ...... Cough...... Can't meet him again......"

She murmured and fell asleep.

In the carriage, runes evolved, enveloping her body and smoothing her wrinkled forehead......

On the sea of Futu Wei's soul, the big waves are rolling, the waves are crashing on the shore, and in the void, cracks appear.

The white clothes fluttered and the edge was exposed.

On the carriage, blood flowed from the corners of Fu Tuwei's mouth, and Dao Wuya's mood fluctuated, which hurt him.

"You're the same as me. ”

Fu Tu Wei muttered, pulled the reins, and the thin horse began to walk.

Whenever she woke up, the carriage would stop.

Every time I wake up, every time I tell it, those unforgettable memories are like smoke and disappear anymore.

All those pains will be gone.

......

In the vast snowy area, the thin horse stands under the floating slaughter, the nineteen floating slaughter is suspended in the air, the heavenly dragon is coiled, and the mysterious light is sprinkled, guarding the chariot and horse.

A few miles away, Fu Tu Wei killed people and locked the sky to block his body, so that the dilapidated body would not deteriorate, otherwise he would not wait for the enemy to retreat, and Fu Tu Wei would fall because of his operation and cultivation.

This is a strong enemy, there are more than a dozen people, they are all Nianshan strong, the tacit understanding between each other is extraordinary, every move, there is a hidden trend, that is the battle array, has been engraved into their bones of the battle array.

A big knife slashed, and Fu Tuwei's right hand rotated, shaking the blow hard.

While!

There was a loud bang, the ice on the ground cracked, ice chips splashed everywhere, and Fu Tuwei vomited blood, retreated, and stepped on the ice.

As for the monk with the knife, it was no better, his big knife shattered, his chest was stained with blood, and with a bang, he smashed into the ice, and did not get up again.

Since a few months ago, after encountering the Ice Clan, the group has been besieged more than a dozen times, some of them are of different races, but more of them are people from the mountain realm.

The temptation of the Heaven Replenishing Pill is too great, even if it is supreme, their hearts are fluctuating, if it is the one on the Wudao Mountain, I am afraid that they have already made a move.

The endless path is entrenched in the soul sea, and it will no longer appear, and the enemies under the law realm will be shot by Fu Tuwei, or expelled, or suppressed!

In the first March, Fu Tuwei faced the enemy, but did not kill all of them, but only expelled them.

But after three months, there was no more living mouth in his hands.

Because during those three months, most of the enemies he encountered were monks who swept in again after he let them go.

He is kind, but not foolish.

If it weren't for the cold pestle, Fu Tuwei would never have left his hand, but the favor was like tissue paper, and under greed, it would be broken when he poked it.

"Since you don't want to die, then I'll let your body die!"

Futu cultivates Buddha, but it is a demon, and Hanji's death is a shackle that binds him, but those people are forcing him step by step.

They succeeded, and now the shackles are gone, and the demon slayer has reappeared in the world.

"Sword style, broken wind!"

Fu Tu Wei pointed like a sword, the terrifying sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and the whistling wind was gone, only a sword roar, filling this world.

Whoa!

With the burst of the sword, one by one the chains broke free from Fu Tu Wei's flesh and blood, and the chains sealed this body, making Fu Tu Wei use all his means to his heart's content.

Zheng!

With a sword roar, the vertical and horizontal sword qi dissipated, revealing blood-stained figures.

This sword, cut all the repairs!

"They're just puppets, ten percent of their cultivation is not even seventy percent of their combat power......"

The carriage departed, and the sound of the endless road sounded in my head.

Futu Wei bowed, although those Nianshan were strong, they were still weak after all.

......

Youque's face was as pale as snow, and he fell asleep again, and a murmur sounded through the carriage next to Fu Tuwei's ears:

"The years have changed, but I have not changed. I have a shortage of life, make up for it!"

"Mending the ......"

Fu Tuwei raised his head, his eyes seemed to pass through the heavy snow, and he saw the nine heavens.

He knew that his heart was in turmoil again.

Just because of the word mending the sky, there is a secret of deficiency, and he has already known it, because he has never hidden it from him.

There are nineteen kinds of Heavenly Pills in the world, and there are nineteen Heavenly Pills!

Every kind of Heavenly Pill, only one can exist in the world, if there is a new Heavenly Pill, there will be a catastrophe, this new Heavenly Pill, and the Heavenly Pill that existed before, there will be one will lose all medicinal effects, become a waste of the Pill.

Nineteen kinds, nineteen pieces, that's a definite number. But it's not true.

Because the Heavenly Pill that exists in this world has never reached the number of nineteen.

Among these nineteen kinds of Heavenly Pills, there are ten that can be refined by non-human beings, because they are the real Heavenly Pills.

Heaven and earth are ovens, refining the supreme heavenly pill!

The remaining nine kinds are also difficult to survive.

Because of the refining of Tiandan, in addition to countless treasures, Tianmai is also needed!

And if there is a deficiency, it is a Tiandan, a real Tiandan.

Mending the Heavenly Pill!

This is an elixir that can be perfected even by the laws of the Heavenly Dao, not to mention for the monks in the world, to bring the dead back to life, let the deceased return to yang, according to legend, even if the soul is scattered, it can make people come back to life.

When all memories are missing, and her soul is blank, it means that her life has come to an end, and that moment is also the time to make up for the heavens.

At that time, countless ghosts, demons and monsters hidden in the shadows will appear.

At that time, even in the name of the Taoist Master, it was difficult to suppress the greed of those people.

Now those people are all waiting and seeing, and what appears are some small shrimps launched by those people, all of whom are here to die.

Therefore, Fu Tuwei did not spare any more hands, and most of the people who came to attack were killed by him.

Despite this, there is still no light ahead, and the crisis of life and death is becoming more and more intense, which is suffocating.

He knew that the real enemy had not yet come.

That kind of existence, if he encounters it, will definitely die.

At that time, the endless way will reappear, and that kind of existence, only he, can resist or even kill!

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