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The trembling of his body was explained by himself as an exhaustion.

In his opinion, the worst result is to leave the field with a serious injury, and he can still maintain his position in the 15th place in the middle age group. Such an outcome does not seem to be difficult for people to accept. On the other hand, he was a little lucky.

The young man named Xiao Yun in front of him had already shown his heart for Murong Qingcheng as early as the second round. Now that he admits that he has applied an incormenevable poison to Murong Qingcheng, it means that there is no room for return between Xiao Yun and himself. Although Chu Ge is young, he sees this more thoroughly than anyone else.

He was glad that it was in an orderly martial arts meeting, because it would at least save his life.

Similarly, he had no doubt that Xiao Yun had the ability to take his life.

Before accepting the challenge, even he didn't expect that it was just a face-to-face, and in his heart, the competition had become a defeat without suspense.

He didn't even think he would win.

As a result, his life could only be saved by the organizers of the Martial Arts Association.

Thinking like this, the whirring wind has blown into my ears again.

Raising his eyelids, Chu Ge turned over with a harrier and rolled backwards, dodging the iron box that came from the fan.

Riding on the momentum of the tumbling, he rolled over like a carp. The dagger in his hand retracted into his sleeve, his mouth opened, and the internal force in the dantian gushed out.

Although I know that I will lose, I still have to fight!

Embattled!

Chu Ge did not hesitate to sacrifice his killer weapon, and he could not allow him to hesitate for a moment. Because after Xiao Yun's blow missed, he also quickly rushed forward to follow.

Xiao Yun's move is pressing step by step. He didn't even bother to ask again, because he knew that all the questioning would be in vain until he showed his strength.

The mourning sound sounded on the martial arts test platform again, and the sound waves containing visible energy rolled towards Xiao Yun one after another. And the tone of sadness and sorrow also took the opportunity to desperately squeeze into Xiao Yun's ears and stimulate his mood.

I don't know if Chu Ge felt the danger this time, or if Chu Ge had reservations before, in short, the power of embattled Ge this time is even greater.

The continuous sound of depression, Rao is the audience in the audience who are far away, is also mobilized to the sadness in the bottom of their hearts, and they can't help but think of many painful memories hidden deep in their hearts. Those cultivators under the post-martial realm were all crying and crying, and they couldn't help themselves and were sad.

Even some cultivators who had just advanced to the Tongmai Realm had lost their minds and felt sad for a short time, and they were obviously tricked. But after they woke up, they immediately sealed their ears with the force of the artery, the wailing could not enter the ears, and the shock wave was also blocked by the pulse force, and the embattled song was naturally broken.

But Xiao Yun still didn't use any strength, and let the mourning sound drift into his ears. And the sonic energy that couldn't stop impacting him was like a river wave, surging endlessly. Even though he was physically strong, he was hit back a few steps by the energy wave.

Not~

With a light snort, Xiao Yun only felt a slightly sweet fishy taste in his throat welling up in his mouth, and he was shocked out of internal injuries!

As Xiao Yun spilled a mouthful of blood on the stage, there was a burst of boos from the audience.

"Cut, I thought it was so powerful, it turned out that it was just pretending. ”

"After all, he is a kid who abstained in the first round, and he is cowardly before fighting, what considerable strength can he have?"

"Haha, now that Li Yu of the Yanhua Empire is going to die of depression, not to mention losing his position for no reason, admitting defeat before the war will also damage his reputation. ”

"Don't talk about it, that guy is a softass. ”

The most fierce thing is that some juniors with low strength, they are in line with the official mentality of "can't eat grapes and say that grapes are sour", seeing that they don't dare to go up to challenge but someone has come to the stage, and now this person has suffered a loss, they are naturally happy to talk about it.

But there are also some cultivators who really see the way, such as the players on the Shenzhou list.

"In the face of such a killer weapon like embattled, that kid can still not use his internal strength, should he be arrogant or confident?" a young man behind Yan Jie grinned.

"Arrogance or self-confidence depends on whether he can break the embattled. The teenager on the other side said that he was also among the top in the middle age group.

"Such a majestic and fearless, and a killer without chaos, this kind of courage is by no means comparable to that of ordinary young cultivators. "The person who said this was Zhao Tianheng, the young master of the Zhao family, who had known Xiao Yun for a long time, "Since he has already spoken to win the first place, he will naturally not make a sound, and he will be a blockbuster!"

It can be heard that Zhao Tianheng has a very high opinion of Xiao Yun.

You must know that at this time, Zhao Tianheng has ranked in the top sixteen of the Shenzhou list, and every sentence he says has the weight of every sentence. As a leader in the first two stages of Chixian Shenzhou, his evaluation is naturally convincing.

And now, he is very optimistic about Xiao Yun.

Not only is he optimistic, but he also reminded everyone in the audience of something that is gradually being ignored: Xiao Yun's purpose is to win the first championship, which has been rumored before the meeting.

But since Xiao Yun voluntarily abstained in the first round, his goal of winning the first championship has naturally become a joke in the eyes of some people, and as Xiao Yun faded away in the martial arts meeting, his goal was gradually forgotten.

Now, Zhao Tianheng reminded everyone.

If you don't make a hit, it's a blockbuster!

The ordinary audience in the venue seemed to think that these eight words were not false.

After such thoughts fermented in the audience, the eyes of the thin young man holding the long iron box in the audience were different.

Xiao Yun vomited blood, but did not fall.

He didn't show a painful look either.

Junyi's eyebrows were twisted together, and the mourning seemed to have plunged him into sad memories.

Eternal Night.

This is the first shot of Xiao Yun's recollection.

Eternal night, no starlight, no moonlight, no light.

Memories weave through the darkness, and the darkness probably has no end.

The mournful sounds of music confused his mind, and he thought they were like the singing of the spirits in the dark. He didn't dislike the mourning music, but even felt that he was very close to the depressed music.

From this unfading darkness, he seemed to hear two words hidden deep in his heart. The two words were vague and unstable, as if they were shrouded in a thin veil and shrouded in the bottom of his heart.

He wanted to lift the veil, but he didn't want to, he couldn't bear it.

It seems that he already knows those two words.

I don't know how long it was, but the eternal night passed.

Oh, jokes, even the "eternal night" has passed.

Forever in the night, there is a time when the dazzling sunlight penetrates!

What's more, what's beside it?

Early autumn, sunny day.

Yucheng.

His memories came to Yucheng.

It was so familiar that he would never forget it.

It was in this city, on this street, in this sunny afternoon, that he and Murong Qingcheng met for the first time. No, to be precise, it was the first time he saw Murong Qingcheng.

As soon as he thought of this, Murong Qingcheng's shadow walked over from the street in front. Xiao Yun will not be mistaken, it is indeed Murong Qingcheng, the Murong Qingcheng that he misses in his heart. He would not be mistaken, this street in Yucheng was the street where he first met Murong Qingcheng when he first arrived in Yucheng more than three years ago.

On that day three years ago, Murong Qingcheng was followed by dozens of followers.

But now, in Xiao Yun's memory, all those who followed Murong Qingcheng were some black shadows. Only Murong Qingcheng is so clear, and he is so pure and lovely.

Just like at the beginning, Murong Qingcheng didn't even glance at Xiao Yun on the side of the road.

With the support of the people of Yucheng, she slowly disappeared at the end of the road.

Just like at the beginning, Xiao Yun silently watched her walk away, but did not move a step.

Murong Qingcheng turned the corner, and her figure disappeared from Xiao Yun's sight.

As a result, Xiao Yun's memories have become eternal night - eternal night without a trace of light!

In the dark, he could feel himself moving, even the people around him, even the uphill, water, and land routes, but he could only see them, he could only feel them.

He heard the sound of running water, so he knew that his memory had come to the deep pool in the back mountain.

He heard the sound of a sharp weapon inserting into his body, he felt the blood spurting out, and he heard Liu Sanfeng's gradually weakening breathing......

But he just couldn't see it.

In the darkness without light, there are sounds, smells, and even sensations.

But there is no picture.

All the pictures can only be made up by his own brain, but fortunately, he has experienced it, and the pictures made up by his brain can be completely consistent with the scene perceived in the eternal night.

At this moment, Xiao Yun is like a child, hiding in a closed house without lights, squatting in the corner of the house. Everything he experienced was like a slideshow in the room in front of him, but unfortunately, he could only listen, he could only feel, but not see.

But there was a picture in his mind.

Memories with himself seem to be in two different worlds.

Truth and memory are indeed in two different worlds.

In this way, he himself and the real seem to be in the same world.

However, is this really the case?

Xiao Yun himself had doubts first.

Is that really the case?

People only have doubts when they are unsure. But the truth and himself are in the same world. He was unsure of the question that such a three-year-old child could answer in the affirmative.

Where there is uncertainty, there is indeed uncertainty.

He could feel as if he was in this world, yet detached from it.

In other words, he was never able to fit into the world.

It's like the whole world is black!

He hid in darkness, but there was light in his heart.

Just as Murong Qingcheng did when he appeared, his entire memory also appeared bright.

As soon as Murong Qingcheng disappeared, his world turned black again. No, it can't be said that it is his world, only the world in which he lives.

He is not in harmony with the world.

It turns out that this is loneliness!

Xiao Yun suddenly understood, and the two vague and illegible words that were covered in his heart were also clear.

That's also - "loneliness"!

Three years ago, his memory was eternal night, and he was the lonely kid cowering in the corner. In the past three years, he has no friends, only a girl he regards as a friend, but the other party does not know him - Murong Qingcheng.

Isn't his loneliness obvious?

Even his father is not an ordinary father.

It was only when he taught him to cultivate that his father had something to say. Outside of cultivation, the father and son have never had any superfluous conversations.

Lamentable.

Pathetic loneliness.

Just like the word "loneliness" that he hid in his heart, Xiao Yun actually understood his loneliness very early, but he never talked about loneliness. Just as he didn't fit into the world, he didn't want to fit in.

The lonely are not afraid of loneliness.

The embattled mourning sound is the ultimate pain in people's hearts.

And in Xiao Yun's heart, there is no pain, only loneliness.

Lonely children are always able to endure loneliness.

Lonely children always yearn for the sunshine.

Only the silent sunshine, rising and setting, never changing, can such things accompany lonely children and lonely children.

And Xiao Yun also has a ray of sunshine.

The dark night of memories was gradually penetrated by the light, and Murong Qingcheng's pretty cheeks appeared from the light.