The atmosphere in the field suddenly became solemn.

Under Zhu Xiaoqi's signal, the Gale team members retreated far away. These militants were already excited by the coming big war, and everyone stared intently at the two people in the field.

The original soldiers in the border inspection battle, I don't know when, also secretly got up and stood behind the Gale members. In the past, when they encountered such a thing, they didn't have time to hide, but if they stretched their necks one by one and peeked, it can be seen that their courage has gradually become fat under Zhu Xiaoqi's teaching and tempering. In the more than a month since the new station chief took over the border inspection station, they have experienced many things, and the originally boring military life is becoming more and more exciting, and the passion hidden in their bodies seems to have awakened.

Although they can't be sure that they will be able to become a warrior like the Gale Soldiers, they can be sure of another thing: the day they will return home from the army, they will have the capital to brag about in front of their children and grandchildren.

Zheng Mengxiang slowly raised the sword in his hand, his expression solemn and reverent. This solemnity is dedicated to ten years. In that dark world, he is still a popular legend, and his legacy still inspires many young people to grope their way through the darkness. And piety is Zheng Mengxiang's attitude towards swords and martial arts. When a sword pierced his lover's body three years ago, he had already lost half of his life, and the whole meaning of the remaining half of his life was nothing more than to pursue the ultimate in martial arts.

If he is a walker, then ten years are a huge obstacle stuck in his path, if he is a sharp sword, then ten years is the best sword test. Although he was not sure of winning, he was still looking forward to fighting for the first time in ten years. It doesn't matter to him whether he wins or loses, he's still young and he has time to outdo his opponents. Along the way, he has experienced too many flowers and applause, and today he just wants to see himself clearly in the mirror of the other party.

Tsing Yi turned into a battle robe, and the white hair broke the edge of the dust. Zheng Mengxiang, whose eyes were full of desire to fight, looked like a sharp sword out of the sheath. Under the starry sky, a powerful murderous aura and fierce coercion rose around him, rolling ten years into it.

Ten years of standing with his hands in his hands, there was a hint of a smile on his cold face. Yes, he's in a good mood right now, and that's a smile from the heart. The appearance of this young killer awakens his memories of his youth and painful past. That time, which he once regarded as the darkest and most ** time in his life, it was so familiar and kind in retrospect. Whether he likes it or not, they have become an inseparable part of his life, and it is precisely because of that experience that he can become what he is today, he can proudly face a young man who can be called a genius, and he can confidently guard Xiangxiang's side.

"One is sharp, and the other is full of brilliance. This young man is still a realm worse than ten years!" In the distance, Xuanyuan Yu, who was watching, let out a slight sigh.

"I've heard people say that ten years is a love idiot, but I didn't expect him to be a martial arts idiot like you. To be able to achieve such an achievement at such an age, is this his legendary ability to be extremely affectionate, and to be extremely capable of sword? If the bumpy love road can temper the genius of martial arts, Lao Tzu begs for lovelornness, abandonment, and abuse!" Zhu Xiaoqi stared at the ten years of calm and leisure with his eyes fascinated, how eager he was to stand in front of Zheng Mengxiang like this one day, instead of waiting for the appearance of the beautiful savior.

"Only if you can be extremely affectionate, you can be extremely emotional, you can be extremely sword, this is interesting. With a big radish like you, it is estimated that you will never become a master in your life. Cang Yuyao sneered lightly, and twisted Zhu Xiaoqi's waist fiercely, satisfying his desire to be abused, and also venting his inner dissatisfaction with him hooking up with beauties. It's not that she won't be jealous, she didn't eat because she didn't like someone in the past, and now she only eats a little, that's because she's smart. She didn't know how much potential Zhu Xiaoqi had, but his appearance was getting more and more worth looking forward to day by day, and she didn't want to tie his hands and feet with a feeling. Because Zhu Xiaoqi once said: Every man who is killed by a woman is an angel with broken wings. Of course, this angel can sometimes be understood as the meaning of the birdman.

Listening to Zhu Xiaoqi's nonsense, his body shook suddenly.

"Only if you can be extremely affectionate, you can be extremely capable of the sword. He muttered Zhu Xiaoqi's words, and a hint of discoloration flashed in his expression. Walking alone in the dark for a long time, he guarded a desperate love firmly and lonely with an unrepentant heart, and suddenly projected a warm sunshine in the calm heart lake, and a trace of enlightenment was born in his heart.

What is martial arts? Isn't it to devote oneself to one's own cultivation with a loving heart, with loving persistence, no regrets, and enthusiasm?

What is the ultimate? Isn't it like the pursuit of love, trying to break through the shackles and break through the pressure, and seek a perfect ending?

In an instant, the pain and hurt caused by Xiangxiang's indifference in his heart for ten years were gone, and the big hand that had been stuck in his cultivation gate suddenly let go, and he was like a silkworm that broke out of a cocoon, inadvertently completing a gorgeous transformation in his life.

Since you have chosen to pay, why bother too much about the result! As long as you keep persevering, you will have no regrets at the end!

Zheng Mengxiang's eyes became hot after looking at it for ten years. He didn't understand what had happened to him in those few seconds, he only knew that all the flaws in his opponent's body, all the flaws that he could attack, disappeared in an instant. Ten years seemed to be one with heaven and earth, with the starry sky, and with darkness, and the sword in his hand didn't know where to stab. He even had a feeling that as long as his sword stabbed out for ten years, he would lose control of it.

"Within the realm, the master of the realm controls a qiē. Master's words rang in his heart, and his heart was shaken. The strange feeling that arose in his heart was caused by the power of the realm? No, no, no, no, how could this be, how could ten years suddenly become a sword saint in front of him? However, if it was not the realm, how could he feel that the sword he stabbed out would lose control and fall into the control of ten years?

"I'm sorry, I seem to have made the cut all of a sudden. With your current strength, even if you try your best, you probably won't be able to break through my realm. "Ten years after the breakthrough, it seems that all of a sudden it has become humorous. He shrugged his shoulders and smiled apologetically at Zheng Mengxiang. His words confirmed Zheng Mengxiang's speculation and put the latter in a dilemma.

To fight or not to fight, is the question. Is it a problem? Of course not, for Zheng Mengxiang. It's not that he was forced to work hard, why did Wu Zun bother with the martial saint to find abuse by himself? What's more, there are so many spectators around......

"Brother Ten Years, congratulations on stepping into the ranks of martial saints!" The sword was glorious, and Zheng Mengxiang returned the sword to the sheath very shamefully, and smiled at the ten years with a fist. His eyes were bright and clear, and there was envy and joy in them, that is, there was no shyness and shame in fear.

"God turns!, this person's skin is thick enough......" I didn't sleep in the middle of the night waiting to watch a good show, and my passion was stifled, Zhu Xiaoqi was very annoyed and scolded indignantly. This bold guy who dared to break into the camp and assassinate him was not punished, which made him extremely unhappy.

"If I change it, I won't fight anymore. Xuanyuan Yu looked at ten years with envy. Martial Saint, that is the situation he is most eager to enter at this stage, and it is also the direction he has been working towards. Ya, it turns out that the tense atmosphere of the dry fight can also make people break through, and if you have nothing to do in the future, you still have to abuse Xiaoqi more!

"Not everyone has the spirit of challenging the strong like you, Xiao Qi. Let's go, it's time for the show to end, let's go back to sleep. If you don't like it, I'll accompany you to the bed for a fight. Cang Yuyao said with a smile on her face.

"Okay, let's disperse!" Zhu Xiaoqi sighed helplessly.

The matter should have ended here, everyone went home to sleep, the pillow should be hugged, the steamed bun should be pinched, the morning cannon should be shot, and the world will be peaceful.

However, the damned assassin actually proposed a proposal to Ten Years: he was willing to give up the mission, but he had to fight with his target to see what kind of guy this guy who had failed his mission for the first time in his life. At the same time, he assured Ten Years that he would pay attention to proportions and would never be fatal or disabled.

"Well, good idea, I agree, I actually want to see it too. This is built yì, and the reply of ten years is "I top".

"I want to see it too. Xuanyuan Yu looked at Zhu Xiaoqi happily and immediately followed.

"I want to see it too. Cang Yuyao looked at Zhu Xiaoqi apologetically and followed.

"We all want to see it. The Gale soldiers and the soldiers at the border checkpoint replied in unison.

"I ........." Ma Hanwen, who didn't know when he ran out, was also about to echo with a happy face, but when he saw the owner's eyes that wanted to kill, he had to swallow back the word agree, but his head still kept nodding.

Nima, isn't it a showdown between the two killers, how did you get involved with Lao Tzu...... It's crooked, it's so strict, why didn't anyone come out to say a fair word? Zhu Xiaoqi shouted in his heart.

"Damn, you're not good people!" Looking at the people who were standing far away from him and waiting to see a good show, Zhu Xiaoqi scolded sadly and angrily. Today he wrote down the account. Although he is not a businessman, he has a better memory than most businessmen, and if anyone owes him, he will definitely get it back sooner or later.

Zhu Xiaoqi looked at Zheng Mengxiang angrily.

This Nima is really stealing peaches at night, picking up soft pinching? White-haired melon goods, you are scared out of the guts for ten years, why do you want to go to Lao Tzu to brush the experience and achievements to brush the sense of saving? Lao Tzu sues you, don't think that you can get a bargain on Lao Tzu, even if Lao Tzu lies down, he has to bite you twice. I'm bah, Lao Tzu is not a dog, why am I biting you? Again, even if Lao Tzu lies down, blood will splash you!

"If you want to fight, report your name first. I, Zhu Xiaoqi, should be the target you are talking about. He snorted coldly.

"Zheng Mengxiang. ”

"Oh, it turned out to be Brother Xiang. Tonight, the autumn is high and the moon is sparse, and the beautiful scenery is very rare, can we stop fighting and killing the scenery? Why don't I ask someone to take some snacks and prepare some wine, and enjoy the moon with Brother Xiang and talk about life?" Zhu Xiaoqi rushed towards Zheng Mengxiang with a smile on his face, and stretched out a hand affectionately like an old friend who had been reunited for a long time. The flattering voices resounded throughout the audience, and the onlookers suddenly fell down one by one, retching, laughing and scolding, and the sound of beating their chests and feet were endless......

"Return the beautiful scenery of Nima Liangchen, you just go into the cave room to count the ball!" Xuanyuan Yu also vomited, scolding while spitting.

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