Holy City.

The heavy snow rolled like thick smoke, and the wind and snow swirled like a gyroscope of blood mist, and the people all over the city couldn't open their eyes.

I can open it, but I don't want to open it.

The white-haired man at the head of the city is too dazzling and terrifying!

From man to madman.

And then to the ghosts.

Finally, he returned to the human body.

Everything seems to have not changed, but the empire has endured humiliation again and again, and it has accumulated until the night, no less than the sky has fallen!

It's not just a ravage, it's like riding on the head to and pee, and I think it's a perfect sanction with joy, but it turns into a gorgeous return of a lonely soul......

"Go home."

Gu Chang'an smiled gradually, and suddenly looked up at the black sky, his eyes were stunned for a while, and finally looked at the hovering 100,000 Qingfeng.

The National Fortune Sword rolled a few times in the air, as if showing off with joy, and the colorful light was like a comet dragging and quickly flew towards the Shenzhou Continent.

Immediately afterwards, the sea of 100,000 swords was stormy, mighty and mighty, one sword after another, like an obedient child following the colorful sword.

The city was silent, and only the sound of swords remained.

After a long and depressing wait, the sword that fell at the end flew away from the sky city, and the nine land immortals remained indifferent from beginning to end.

"Kill!"

Tuoba is like a beast trapped in a cage, jumping like thunder, tearing and biting wildly, but he can't bite through the dense silence.

"Julius Caesar, please kill this Hannu!

She turned her head and roared, her voice like a sharp awl, piercing the numb heart of the others.

Gu Chang'an's face was expressionless.

The Abyss Castle is silent.

After all, the giants who came closest to ascension did not set foot in the square.

Not to mention whether it can be killed.

What if you kill it?

Shatter the body, then turn the soul, and reforge it, just go through it all over again.

"The evening breeze in the Holy City is charming."

Gu Changan muttered softly, and then took an elegant step in the city as if nothing had happened.

The killing was too much, and there were vague thoughts of being born again, but now I can control myself from going crazy, and it doesn't hurt to go crazy once in a while.

The white hair danced in the wind, the dance posture was clumsy at first, but it gradually got better and more pleasing to the eye, at least in the eyes of a few Central Plains spies, this was a great solo dance, and the blood boiled just by looking at it.

The hearts of the Holy City cultivators were like ashes, and at this moment, the pain was like a blunt knife scraping the flesh, and the dignity was gone.

Where the devil is dancing solo, it is clearly to appreciate his masterpiece.

Countless people lowered their arrogant heads, daring to stare only at the bloody ground.

What bullshit heaven, what sacred and disobedient, what noble blood that the people of the empire are born with.

It's all fake!

Gu Changan felt a little tired, he stopped his pace and jumped off the city, as if talking to himself, and as if he was talking to the whole world:

"I'll be back."

Walk slowly through the snow, one foot deep and one foot shallow.

The nine glittering gates of heaven disappeared, and the old monsters glanced back at the corpse of the moonlight, and flew into the abyss in despair.

Who's next?

How far do we have to go, and how much effort do we have to put in to completely eradicate Gu Changan?

Until then, they had always felt that tomorrow would be monotonous and unchanging.

But after tonight, tomorrow and every day in the future are uncertain.

The sky no longer has its brilliance, the holy city is shrouded in darkness, and the snow-white figure in the distance gradually blurs the lake.

Everyone deeply understands that this scene is like a chessboard in black and white, the most direct and cruel competition for survival.

Either you capture white or be captured by it, there will never be a draw.

"Ahhh......h

Tuoba covered his flesh-and-blood face with his hands, and bent down to let out a hysterical cry.

"Enough!" The old woman on crutches hugged her tightly and hoarsely voiced:

"If you can't withstand a single blow, how can you create a supreme divine kingdom that rules the world?"

"A river is in the way, don't build a bridge, fill it up! No matter how high the mountain is, don't open the way, just move away! ”

Everyone who heard the words sighed secretly.

used to ridicule "Yugong moving mountains" as the most ridiculous spirit in Dongtu, but now it is ......

Tuoba laughed miserably in the world, and the blood-drenched Tong Kong seemed to be ridiculing her:

"As a queen, I sit back and watch the holy city go to hell, and as a woman, my face is ruined, and even you don't dare to stare at it all the time, right?"

The old woman on crutches did wander her gaze, and she said in a deep voice:

"Then you're going to kill yourself?"

Tuoba raised his head and hated every word:

"If he doesn't die, how can I die!

”

The old woman turned her head and glanced at the sea of corpses and blood, her face was gloomy: "This time it should be the sevenfold prophecy of Gerardus." ”

Suddenly.

"Your Majesty, or will the empire give up the eastern lands?"

An abyssal enlightened person spoke solemnly.

Suddenly, the gray faces tightened, and there was an imperceptible expectation in their eyes.

It's hard to persevere, but it's just a word to give up.

The root of all contradictions is the survival of the Chinese nation, and the eastern territory of Shenzhou is only a few million miles of territory, and the empire can open up the Far East or the Far West.

The road is difficult, and the detour is.

"Damn it!"

The old woman suddenly became violent, and her crutches swam in lightning, striking the blonde eagle's hooked nose with lightning speed, and the latter was knocked off the meridian qi sea before he could control the qi.

"Who dares to give up and be beheaded for treason!" The old woman showed no mercy, and another crutch knocked the head of the enlightened person, and her brain splattered.

The cultivators were silent.

They don't have this idea, but they know very well in their hearts that the invasion and humiliation that has lasted for decades is not justified if the empire says it can stop.

Besides, the abyss wants to cast the supreme kingdom of God, the eastern soil will not be destroyed, and An dare to call it the kingdom of God?

"Convene a central meeting immediately!" The old woman's eyes were cold.

Even the Abyss cultivators began to breed fear, and it was hard to imagine how the people would react.

……

The wind and the sun are beautiful, and there is a busy scene of farming on both sides of the red cliff.

The sting is spring ploughing, 100,000 sword repairs stayed for a few days, simply helped the people rake the fields and dig ditches, and even built towering dams at several flood discharge points.

Chen Jie rolled up his sleeves, sat on the ridge with his buttocks, and took the crockpot of water handed by the girl in the pink skirt, and at the same time looked at the envy of others.

"Wait five days." The girl said.

"Yes...."Chen Jie picked up a weed, folded it a few times, and said softly:

"The sword will come back, and Gu Yingying will win."

Feeling that his tone was not firm enough, he said loudly:

"The sword crossing Shenzhou will be delayed for a few days, and the battle of the Holy City will definitely end long ago!"

"Maybe." The girl pursed her lips, and like many others, she began to lose confidence.

It's like the laughter of the chibi on the first day, and the twilight on the fifth day.

But right now.

Boom!

A crisp sword roar resounded through the heavens and the earth.

The old farmer who was pulling the oxen to plow the field raised his head, didn't bother to wipe the mud from his shirt, and jumped into the air to catch the bloodstained sword of national fortune.

The Master was stunned.

Immediately followed by a mighty river of sword qi, the blood stain of 100,000 sword blades dried up, but it still reflected the red cliff in blood.

One hundred thousand swords returned by the way, as if they had completed a mission, and they hung down to the side of the sword master.

Many years later, both the history and the folk biographies regard this day as a turning point for the nation.

There had never been a time in the life of a hundred thousand sword cultivators like this moment, his chest was filled with Haoran sword qi, and his blood flowed with an incomprehensible sense of pride.

"Hahahaha-"

It was like a thunderclap breaking the silence, and the joy of the explosion spread on both sides of the Yangtze River.

"I said I could win!" Chen Jie burst into tears, holding a bloodstained wooden sword and a small piece of brute dog intestines.

He hurriedly looked at the sword of the person he liked, only the three-foot sword body was stained with blood, and the hilt was still clean.

"There is more blood than you, you win the bet, you want to be with me!" Chen Jie's face turned red because he was too excited.

"Don't mess around, just promise to go to Yangzhou City with you." The girl pretended to be cold.

"Oh," Chen Jie touched the back of his head and smirked:

"That'll do fine."

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Several saints in the Central Plains hung in the air to surround the master, and when they saw his strange expression, they subconsciously worried:

"Master, what do you see?"

The Master replied, "A sword." ”

"A sword in Chang'an?" Dongwu Qin Gong is incomprehensible.

The master was silent, stared at the sword of the national fortune for a long time, and said the cross heavily:

"Chang'an holds a sword and kills the land immortals."

Saying that, he suddenly became passionate, and he was also a land immortal, and he knew too well what the residual dead qi of the sword body meant.

The master clenched his fists and raised them high, shouting that the fields shook and the rivers rolled:

"Kill the gods!"

……

……

……

Early morning.

A man and a deer scurried through the mountains.

The deer is snow-white, only a pair of antlers are yellow and huge, and it should be very old, and it runs dejectedly at this time.

Gu Changan wore a hat, his white hair was pulled up with a bamboo hairpin, and a sword box hung around his waist.

When leaving the holy city, take a spiritual deer outside the city as a substitute.

It's still one step away from moving the city.

Freely.

This feeling is very familiar, three years ago, Carpenter Qin asked him to go outside the city for a day, and on that day he broke through the shackles.

Untie the shackles, walk freely, travel through the mountains and rivers, and break through the border in more than a month at most.

"Don't be lazy, you're a captive." Gu Changan knocked on the back of the deer with the sword box.

Being reprimanded, the young white deer chirped a few times, reluctant to shuttle through the misty morning mist.

The movement startled the young man who was chopping wood in the mountains, he rubbed his eyes, and said in amazement:

"Isn't it a fairy?"

"Stop." Gu Changan kicked the deer in the abdomen, ten feet away from the young man, and asked with a smile:

"What do you think the gods look like?"

The young man's spring shirt was thin, he only wore two coats that were sewn and mended, and he carried two handfuls of firewood on his back, he was not afraid of life, and said seriously:

"That's you, a strange white deer, riding it all over the world, with wine and swords, and chivalrous and righteous."

Gu Changan smiled and didn't speak, explaining:

"I just want to see more of the road I've traveled."

The boy blinked, not knowing whether to believe it or not.

"I'll give you a ride." Gu Changan patted the deer's back, the white deer carried his head, the young man was elated when he heard this, and after thanking him, he put firewood first and then climbed the deer's back.

The heavy firewood did not crush the white deer that had bathed in the aura, and it screamed twice, and ran after accepting its fate.

"Shouldn't the real gods be in the sky?" Gu Changan seemed to be very interested in this topic, and asked again when the young man sat down.

"Shh The boy pursed his lips and told the joke he often heard when he was a child:

"I've never seen anyone who can soar, there is no barbarian side, listen to the older generation, twenty years ago, the barbarian had a man named Julius Caesar who almost soared, ten years ago he said it was almost there, and now it is estimated that it is still a little worse, I really laughed off my big teeth."

Gu Changan did not agree.

Although they were facing each other, with a hat covering their eyes and nose, the boy could not see the face of the dashing monk.

"If you could soar, would you?" Gu Changan asked again.

"Of course, the fool refuses, no matter what it is in the sky, immortality......" The young man raised his tone, and the more he spoke, the more energetic he became.

"Regardless of the family?"

The young man's voice stopped abruptly, he lowered his head and laughed, and his words were half-true:

"Nothing is more important than my parents and sister, don't change anything!"

Gu Changan was silent for a long time.

"It's here!" The young man pointed to the smoke of the birds at the foot of the mountain, and warmly invited:

"Brother Fairy, go to my house for dinner."

"No, we have to hurry." Gu Changan smiled and tied the firewood to his back.

"Okay......" The boy walked down and waved and bowed to him.

One person and one deer are far away.

Gu Changan looked up at the sky.

When he recast his body, he felt that in the near future, he would be able to do what countless monks could ask for—

Soaring.

"It's ridiculous, I may be the luckiest person in the world, or maybe I am ......"

Gu Changan muttered to himself, the most pitiful sentence was never put into his mouth.

He could never be an "immortal".

The mountain in his heart, he will never be able to move away.

The prophecy of Herades is a prophecy, which means that it will happen in the future, and it also means that he made a choice from the beginning to the end at that time.

……

A city on the border of Zhao Man.

The glamorous woman put on a human skin mask, walked out of the inn with an ordinary face, and ran along the eaves in the air.

Today, it is crazy in the city that someone rode a white deer through Mincheng, she and Gu Changan were separated in this city, maybe he returned to the Central Plains?

Li Wan chased three hundred miles and finally caught up with the deer in the dusk field.

She was stunned for a long time, and suddenly felt unbelievable, and couldn't take her eyes off for a while.

"Why are you here?" Gu Changan took off his hat and looked at her.

"That's good." Li Wan smiled a little reserved and reserved at first, but later he didn't hide it, and the pear vortex fell slightly when he laughed:

"After borrowing the sword, I felt that if you wanted to go back to the Central Plains, you would definitely pass through here, so I waited."

Gu Changan snorted and asked rhetorically, "Is it an accident?" ”

Li Wan didn't know how to answer, she wanted to say that it was very shocking and beyond all understanding, but she couldn't say it.

"Farewell." Gu Changan waved his hand and traveled away in the wind.

The empress hesitated for a moment, and her voice cleared:

"Can we be together?"

Gu Changan looked at the face that was suddenly redder than the peach blossoms in March, and smiled:

"Okay."

Li Wan looked at his clear smile, pointed to the white deer and saw him nodding, so he came to the sky and sat lightly on the back of the deer, and the dusk stretched the two figures very long.

Although they had been together for four months in Qiuzi City, they rarely came close to each other, and they couldn't smell or feel their breath at that time.

Li Wan suddenly pulled the corners of his mouth and laughed at himself, and really excited about the deer crashing, he is also the Ninety-Five Supreme, why is he a little woman now.

Gu Changan didn't speak, and the two were used to not talking a word a day.

"Where to go?" Li Wan asked.

"Wherever you go, you can be wherever you go."

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