Even in historical records, there are occasional embellishments, and it is also the pursuit of historians to let their handwriting be passed down through the ages.

This is also why the man is here, and he has not yet finished off the young man in front of him.

even let him talk about these nonsense about the long and short family in the family.

"Are you unconscious?" The man asked, feeling a little bored.

The boy did not reply, and he took out the two rusty, tattered swords from his storage lens.

The crimson flames were like magma on the earth, and the cracks on the rusty sword were as the rust cracked, and a crimson saber that seemed to be taken out of the furnace looked extremely dazzling in the rainy night, and the torrential rain fell on it, making a stabbing sound, making the quenched sword even brighter.

The other rusty sword was spread by veins that emitted a dark blue, and the rainstorm that fell on the sword body seemed to be absorbed, and in the darkness it became more and more like a strange blue from the netherworld.

"Those words are not for you...... the boy's voice was extremely hoarse, "I don't know if I can still live." ”

"However, I promised my wife that I must make her the only heroine."

"Even if, her male protagonist is a little unbearable, just a passer-by who is a background board."

"But he'll also give it his all......"

"Ahem——!

The purple-red jade dry instantly pierced the young man's chest with the man's fan, and the man stared at the other party with some impatience, "I have no interest in what you say, and it is written into my history books, it is all pure failure." ”

"Children are long-sighted...... It's ridiculous. ”

"Before the rolling wheels of history, everything seems so small, no matter how touching you think it is, it's just a drop in the ocean."

"When you have the opportunity to stand higher in the future, you will understand how stupid what you are doing today!"

Pulling out the jade dry in his chest, he spit out a mouthful of scarlet blood, and the young man's figure holding the sword instantly slashed at the other party!

"Don't you understand what Lao Tzu said, those words are not for you, but for my wife!"

The dark blue and scorching red afterimages seemed to stir up the whole rainy night, and the waterline in the [Gonggong] realm also seemed to dance towards the male, causing the male to fall into the disadvantage for a short time.

But at this moment, the night sky covered by the rainstorm, the magnificent golden aura began to emerge, and the golden chessboard that clinged to the sky gradually condensed.

This shows that the player is about to lose.

Seeing this, the man frowned slightly, then waved his fan and said coldly: "Stubborn, you can be so ignorant!" ”

The embarrassed teenager stood in the torrential rain and almost collapsed, but the man was unharmed, not even a drop of rain.

"Don't think that the things you protect are precious, do you think I never owned them?" The male missed the other man's attack and scolded, "I told you that it was all false." ”

"One last question......

"Zhurong ——!"

The rusty sword that had been [quenched] finally tore through the man's defense, and the blood splashed on the sword body was carbonized in a blink of an eye, but in the next moment, the young man was smashed out of more than a hundred meters, until the double sword in his hand dragged two deep marks on the ground, and then stopped abruptly before smashing into the fish room.

The man stared at the young man in front of him, his eyebrows tightened more and more.

Wish......?

Is that the real name of the lineage?

But why can't I even have any idea?

Don't...... Is it the inheritance of the canonical history?

He actually holds the real name of the canonical history!?

"It's a big deal, but I underestimated the wine bags and rice bags in the Trium...... "The man wiped the blood on his sleeve, and the true qi around him began to be affected.

It seems a little difficult to convince the other party in a short period of time...... Then you can only kill him as fast as you can!

The figure moved forward in an instant, and the trap created by the [Gonggong] realm also suddenly appeared, but in the next moment, it was swept away by the male fan.

"In the 'realm' of the chess master, even if I don't expand the 'realm' of the Xuan-rank realm, just the realm of the upper rank of the Yellow Rank is enough to kill you!"

"Remember, you're real now...... I'm going to be gone! ”

……

The man who was completely serious exuded a terrifying coercion like a Dao master, and even the torrential rain that the young man had tried his best to lead before this battle was shattered by his palm, so that half of the night sky was exposed with bright stars, and the chessboard that was about to fall.

"Three Souls and Seven Spirits, Return to Xuanwu."

The man who was slowly finishing his work looked at the young man lying in front of the fish room, and almost only had his last breath left.

And it refers to the last breath of the cultivation realm.

However, what makes men feel a little unbelievable is that this young man can hold on for so long in his own hands.

Its true qi is as if there is no time to dry up.

"Maintain two inheritances at the same time to fight, and you can also heal yourself in a weird way......"

"Even, it has the fit of the official historical inheritance......"

"It's a pity, if you're willing to join us, you must be able to do something in the future, right?"

"Even if you can't climb to the unattainable dome of the world, it's enough to have a place of your own."

The thick cumulonimbus cloud was shaken open, and the golden silk thread that rose from the [12-9 Sword Shrine] was about to touch the chessboard, condensing into black chess pieces and falling on the sky.

Then the man walked towards the small fish drying room, and with a gentle fan, a jade dry stabbed directly into the middle of the boy's throat.

"Don't resist anymore, I will spare you a breath so that you can witness this last moment."

The boy's mouth was soaked with black blood, choking him out of a word, and as he desperately tried to grab the man's ankle, another jade stab into his arm, cutting it off almost instantly.

"No matter what happens in this world, it has to be written by the historian," the man slowly bent down, picked up the rusty sword beside the young man, and sighed softly: "Otherwise, everything in the past will just turn into a handful of loess." ”

"And the traces that remain can only be said by others."

"I think you can stand here, and you are also a reasonable character...... But I never thought it was so ridiculous. ”

As the man raised his head, he looked at the fall of the [12-9 Sword Shrine].

The white chess dragon is about to be completely broken, and all this is as written in the history books, and it is exactly the same.

It's just that there are some details in the middle that 'save pen and ink', which leads to a slightly bumpy process.

In the end, the golden silk threads that rose from the [12-9 Sword Shrine] gradually condensed, and the rusty sword that still had traces of [quenching] in the man's hand was also raised high.

In the wild history that is difficult to study, the construction of some brushstrokes is often dramatic.

For example, the robbery of the law field, the backyard flower sung by the dead girl.

After all, only in this way can we leave traces of the past that are talked about and merge into the long river of history.

After all, some of them have even lost their ontology, and because they have a vague legend, they still make future generations remember and make up all kinds of interesting stories from the past.

Even, a history that has been fabricated out of thin air and does not exist at all!

"What you have done is also interesting in the eyes of this official, and in this case, in this case, it is not impossible to leave two lines for you in the history books of this official."

"When Kuroko falls into the chessboard, I will use this relic of Quyang to completely cut off your head."

The male raised sword pointed at the 12-9.

"Canonical history? Ridiculous——! ”

"Why should we be defined as lonely ghosts!"

"If you live in the law, what if the world has been decided!"

"Even if it is an unshakable history, then we will take its inheritance and destroy its history, imperceptibly...... Fill somebody's shoes! ”

"We're waiting, it's also the official history!"

The next moment, the rusty sword in the man's hand slashed through the sky, forming a fleeting arc and slashing towards the young man's neck.

"It's a pity that I invited you to witness that moment together."

"All the time, when the chimes are played!"

Click-

Above the sky, the sound of the black chess pieces falling spread throughout the secret realm, and the male ......

The man suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Himself, why is he still the nameless and nameless ...... Male?

His movements froze a little, his brow furrowed, but he quickly panicked, not knowing what was going on.

Then he jerked his head up, only to see something incomprehensible to him.

Where the black piece landed...... It's not 12-9 on the chessboard!

"What the hell is going on!"

(End of chapter)