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The lamp fell to the ground, and the ground was a thick layer of dead grass, but the lamp was not broken, and still emitted a dim light.

"Poof!"

There was a muffled sound, and the old eunuch's left arm fell to the ground.

The ink night was flying in the air, blood was swaying in the air, his face was facing the sky, the sky was so dark, and the rain was still so heavy.

"Boom!"

He slammed into a tree, and then fell to the ground with a "snap", a smile still hung on the corner of his mouth, and he was still thinking that cultivators were also afraid of slashing.

The old eunuch's finger was a sword, a hammer.

A sword pierced his left chest, breaking the ribs in his chest with a single blow.

Whether it is a human race or a barbarian, even a demon of the second abyss, after receiving such a fatal blow, it will never be able to survive anymore.

The old eunuch's arm was not bleeding, and his old face seemed to grow darker in the dim light.

General Xue's knife was just unsheathed, the battle was over, and he stood in a daze with his knife in his hand, as if he had not yet woken up from this thrilling attack.

The old eunuch walked over, did not look at the arm that fell on the ground, but took the knife from General Xue's hand, and then stabbed it again.

"You should die too, where can I let you know about the mother's affairs. ”

The knife was inserted in General Xue's chest, he looked down at the knife in his chest, blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth, and he seemed to feel very difficult to breathe, so he opened his mouth, and blood spurted out of his mouth, spraying the old eunuch's face.

He slowly raised a hand and slowly fell, the rain washed his face, and it didn't wash away the blood flowing from the corners of his mouth for a long time.

A fragmented dead leaf fell, and several more fragmented dead leaves fell, falling on General Xue's face, covering his dead eyes.

It was a dead leaf that Mo Ye had chopped with a knife, and it was only then that it slowly fell to the ground at this moment.

The old eunuch walked to Mo Ye's side, he squatted down, turned Mo Ye over with his right hand, and then turned on the air death wind lamp, looked at Mo Ye's pale face as paper very carefully, and muttered: "It's really like it, but it's a pity that your life is not good." ”

He put down the wind lantern again, undid Mo Ye's leather armor, and also untied the clothes that Mo Ye wore in the leather armor, revealing his chest.

His chest had collapsed, and the hole was still bubbling with blood.

The old eunuch didn't look at the hole, but at the old scar on Mo Ye's chest.

The scar was the size of a fist, and although it had been collapsed by a punch, it was still clearly recognizable.

"That's right, it's really you, your life is really big, you actually lived for fourteen years. If you are alive, there will be many people who will not be able to feel at ease, so it is better for you to die, everyone is fine!"

He shook his head and stood up, and walked down the mountain with the wind lantern of qi death, Mo Ye died so much that he couldn't die anymore, he could go back to his mother, and from now on, he should be able to sit back and relax!

Many people can sit back and relax.

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The maple leaves of the Flowing Fire Dynasty in the south were as red as fire in late autumn, but the first snow had already fallen in the Ice and Snow Kingdom in the north of the Radiant Continent.

The cold wind blowing from the permafrost ice field brought a full sky of wind and snow, and fell on the territory of the Ice and Snow Kingdom, and the national capital Wangjing was covered in heavy snow, a beautiful scene covered in snow.

Listening to the lights of the bamboo palace in the depths of the palace is still bright, the third princess Qiuchen did not sleep, she couldn't sleep, tonight I don't know why her heart is extremely uneasy, as if something great is happening, so she came to the snow pavilion in the back garden.

Outside the pavilion, there are several plum branches swaying in the wind and snow, and the plum has budding and is about to bloom.

She looked away from the budding plum blossoms and into the snow, looking into the depths of the night sky.

A cold wind rose, blowing her long silver hair, blowing the gold-inlaid jade phoenix hairpin inserted on her head, and wrinkling her eyebrows.

It's not the first time she's had this feeling, she doesn't know why she feels this way, as if there is a thread in the dark, and at the end of the thread is tied to a person she has never met, but is closely related.

"Who are you, and why do you bother me?"

Qiuchen thought silently, the feeling of panic was getting heavier and heavier, which made her extremely upset, so she said softly: "Xiaoxue, swing the piano." ”

Xiaoxue is her personal maidservant, and Xiaoxue quickly set up the piano on the white jade table in the pavilion.

Qiuchen turned around, sat down, and was silent for a moment, then dropped his fingers, so the sound of the piano started, from the pavilion, so the wind stopped, and there was still snow falling, as if dancing for the sound of the piano.

Xiaoxue's face has a glow of infinite worship, Miss's piano is one of the most unique in the Ice and Snow Kingdom, but it is rare to hear Miss caress the qin, because Miss entered the Star Hall when she was five years old, worshiped under the seat of the Star Palace, and became the most favored little sister in the Star Palace.

Miss Qichen at the age of five, entered the Spirit Realm at the age of seven, entered the Delusion Realm at the age of twelve, and Miss is fourteen years old this year, and is already in the Delusion Realm.

Miss is a genius in cultivation, a genius who has been ranked first on the Star List for four years, and when she wants to change the list next spring, Miss should have entered the realm of fate and left the Star List and appeared on the Moon List.

The first on the Yuehua list is Mo Wentian, the third prince of the Flowing Fire Dynasty, who is seventeen years old and a genius boy who knows his fate.

A third princess, a third prince, a closed disciple under the seat of the Lord of the Palace, and a proud protégé of the Sword Saint of the Divine Sword Lu, this is really the most suitable pair, and it is really a fairy-like heavenly companion.

The honor guard of the three princes will arrive in Wangjing in two days, and this family affair will be decided, and after that, the Flowing Fire Dynasty and the Ice and Snow Kingdom will naturally form an alliance, which must be a very beautiful story.

Qiu Chen's heart gradually calmed down in the sound of the piano, so the sound of the piano became more melodious.

In this melodious piano sound, the eyebrows of the autumn dust slowly unfolded, so there were hundreds of birds flying outside the snow pavilion, so there was a plum tree blooming in the snowy night.

At the moment when Mo Ye burst out and killed, Qiu Chen's already calm heart jumped suddenly, and there was a crisp sound of "boom ......", a string was suddenly disconnected, and the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

Just as the old eunuch's hand pierced through Mo Ye's chest, Qiu Chen suddenly covered her chest, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, dyeing the qin in front of her red, and her face turned pale in an instant, as if she had been struck by lightning.

The ink night flew in the air, and the autumn dust fell in the snow pavilion.

The plum blossoms that had just bloomed withered at the same time as the autumn dust fell, and the petals fell and fell on the snow, silent, breathless, speechless, and unaware.

Xiaoxue held Qiuchen's fallen body, panicked and overwhelmed.

"The betrothal thing...... Cancel, I'm going back to the Star Temple. ”

No one saw that a knot in Qiu Chen's heart lit up at the moment Mo Ye fell, and no one saw a knot in Mo Ye's chest also lit up.

It was a concentric knot, one on Mo Ye's body and one on Qiu Chen's body.

There is a name and one heart in the heart, and one dies...... Two lives, whether they are far away from the end of the world, or close at hand.