The door of hell opened, and there was a shadow in the hidden demonic fog, she was dressed in a goose-yellow dress, flying green silk, with a delicate face, hazy and picturesque, beautiful like a dream. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Yan Xuanxi, a woman who doesn't need to be embellished with any flowery rhetoric.

Gangneung's body shook violently.

In his life, he has too many sad pasts, he was displaced when he was a child, he was born and died several times, he was abandoned when he was a teenager, wandered the world alone, and experienced hardships and hardships...... All kinds of things are tragic, painful and sad.

Later, in front of the Acacia Palace, under the wheel hidden, he met a woman, looking back, eyes met, and he was destined for life.

Xichuan, Xiliang, Yanjia.

She was his most splendid teenager.

In his eyes, a Yan Xuanxi is enough to surpass the world's popularity.

But the thief really didn't seem to see him for a moment, those warmth were all deception, what was hidden was indifference and ruthlessness, and that smile was the sharpest sword in the world, piercing through his heart and shattering all his delusions.

After several years of desperate struggle, he came back from a desperate situation, and once self-proclaimed, unwilling to look back, just didn't want to remember the woman.

But some people, some things, are destined to be engraved in memory, no matter how you struggle and torture, you still can't really let go.

The face frozen in time is still fresh and bright as in the past.

Gangneung looked at the gate of hell with a complicated look in his eyes.

Over the years, he has walked through the wind and rain, several times in life, several times in death, and when he said goodbye, she was still her, but he was no longer the Jiangling he was back then.

He is too much apathetic!

At this moment, on the tip of the tail of the dragon and the tail of the dragon, everyone looked at each other with strange expressions, most of them had heard of the past in Jiangling, Yan Xuanxi hurt him to the bone, which can be described as his biggest flaw, and now Yan Xuanxi will be able to cause his mental turmoil, and he will no longer be as calm and indifferent as before.

Youwan Danger's move, I'm afraid it's to break his state of mind, causing his mind to miss and have a flaw, and he will shoot at a critical moment and strike a fatal blow, so as to turn the tables!

"Really...... Yan Xuanxi?!"

On a divine dragon stone carved next to him, Chu Yangge looked at the gate of hell with a stunned expression, "No, Yan Xuanxi has rarely stepped down from the peak of forgetfulness in the past few years, how could he suddenly appear here, and it has something to do with the danger?"

He was born in the Western Chu royal court, even if he didn't pay attention to Yan Xuanxi's affairs, but that woman was crowned Xichuan, which made the women of the world lose color, and she has always been the focus, and she will hear about it wherever she goes.

Over the years, she sat alone and forgot her feelings, except for going to the Acacia Hall once a year, she rarely left the mountain, but she suddenly appeared here, which was really strange.

"Well, if she knew that Jiangling was still alive and in Nanzhan, she might come to ......" Chu Madge muttered to himself, and then frowned, and said, "But why is it related to Youwan Danger again?"

Xiliang Yan's family, the Netherworld Palace, one is far away in Xichuan, and the other is called the Northern Khotanese region, hundreds of millions of miles apart, and the eight poles have nothing to do with it.

"What do I think...... That woman seems to be imprisoned?"

"Naturally, it is imprisoned, otherwise how could it be in the gates of hell?"

The other pouted, "No one in the world wants to stay at the gate of hell, it is a real ghost place, not living beings, only ghosts and demons ......"

"Youwan is crazy and dares to imprison Yan Xuanxi?" a purple-shirted young man was full of astonishment, "Isn't he afraid that Yan Nantian will come to the door and bombard him to scum?"

"Yan Nantian is naturally powerful, but if the Xiliang Yan family and the Netherworld Royal Court have already colluded, what should they do?"

"You mean...... It's a game, just like it was back then?"

"Who knows. ”

......

Everyone discussed, Yan Xuanxi should have been in Xichuan, but he suddenly appeared here, and he was also subject to the danger, all this was too abrupt, let alone Jiangling, even the rest of the people were a little confused and couldn't figure out the situation.

But they are sure of one thing, you Wanwei will never dare to offend the Xiliang Yan family easily, because in recent years, the Yan family has produced a real supreme masterpiece.

Heavenly Demon Yan Nantian!

He was the leader of the last "Young King List", overpowering the Tianjiao, pushing the invincible, and was respected as the first young king.

Some people even call it Pei Muya's second!

He is really like Pei Muya in the past, one person comes out, bows his head in all directions, that kind of situation, he can really be called prominent.

Even the compiler of the "Young King List", the hall master of the Heavenly Sight Listening Hall praised him as a ghost talent, and personally named him "Heavenly Demon".

Talent is like a demon, heart is like a demon, life is like a demon, overriding all demons and evils, it is for the heavenly demons!

Yan Nantian was tough and incoherent back then, and now twenty years later, he will definitely be different from what he used to be, far better than he was back then.

"Offending Yan Nantian is definitely not a wise move!"

On the tip of the dragon's tail, a scaly bulge was raised, and the bleak sky shook his head, "It is rumored that Yan Nantian's cultivation is enough to be crowned king, and he is beyond the mundane...... Youwan is not so stupid, dare to make trouble with Yan Xuanxi......"

The Ice Royal Court is far away from the land of Xichuan, but he has also heard the legend of Yan Nantian, a generation of Tianjiao, cultivating in the world, and then leaving the demon wilderness, and also killed the famous ...... Such a character can really be called a rumor.

"You Wanwei naturally didn't dare to offend Yan Nantian, he was forced to be in a hurry, so he made this decision. ”

There was a beautiful woman standing next to her, it was Xi Lingxue, the descendant of Xingyan Dao, she stared at the gate of hell, her eyes were rippling, very gorgeous, and she sighed softly: "In this world, for Yan Xuanxi, the most bitter is lovesickness, and the most bitter is ...... encounter."

He was stunned for a moment, and then said: "This dangerous method is too inferior, and it is disgraceful to threaten Jiangling with Yan Xuanxi." ”

"It is indeed despicable to coerce women. ”

Xi Lingxue nodded, and then changed her words and said, "But who said...... She's the real Yan Xuanxi?"

The sky was cold and stunned, and I didn't understand what it meant.

"Yan Xuanxi will never hurt Jiangling for half a point again. Xi Lingxue sighed, "Back then, she made a mistake, how could she be wrong again and again?"

"It's not Yan Xuanxi, then who is she?" asked Di Tianhan.

"Perhaps...... Yan Yuxi. ”

Xi Lingxue's eyes flashed slightly, and she said to herself: "The Yan family's Shuangshu is indeed weird, they must have a big secret hidden in them......"

In the distance, a dragon stone is carved, and above the dragon's head, there is a peerless woman, she is wearing a purple long dress, green silk is picturesque, the world is independent, and there is a kind of ethereal beauty, which is comparable to Yan Xuanxi.

The flowers are undefeated, a leaf is pouring into the city, she is the Bai Luo of the Nine Heavens Pure Land.

"Four hundred and four diseases, lovesickness is the most bitter, but it is not as bitter as encounter. ”

She stared at the woman at the gate of hell, but her own shadow was reflected in her clear eyes, and she said softly: "If there is no encounter, how can you suffer for the rest of your life and be lonely for half a lifetime?"

Life is bitter, too sad.

By herself, she felt that if everything had to start all over again, she would rather be alone than have ever met.

I'd rather meet!

How good passers-by are, don't think, don't think, don't look back.

Rubbing shoulders and missing, no injury, no pain, no parting.

Hate each other!

......

There are too many fights and kills, it's too boring, take it slowly, and then continue.

Isn't it sour, I feel sour myself!

But why do I still feel a little unfinished, as if there is something unfinished, this is like half a chapter......

I still didn't write it last night, I went to work in the afternoon, came back in the evening to continue, and finally asked for a subscription...... The subscription is bleak, it's bleak.

Subscribe begging!

It seems that a commuter pass is also required...... (To be continued.) )