"Hatred is a shackle."

He looked at the blood on his hands, the thick golden blood was slowly dripping, it was flowing down his neck, they were flowing down his chest, from his neck to his hands, they were viscous and no longer sputtering, but without hesitation, irretrievable, flowing out of his neck, tugging, his life.

Perhaps, he should be dying now, and the loss of life is like this......

Could it be that all people will die lonely like this?

He thought so, looking at the owner of the knife.

If the owner of this knife was by his side, would it not be ...... Isn't it lonely?

I don't think so.

But he is not his friend after all, but the elusive kind of ...... Foe.

There are enemies around...... I can also be at ease when I die...... I wanted to leave this world without hatred or resentment, but in the end, I still had unpaid karmic debts.

"Death, that's how it feels."

He felt that a mountain pressed on his body suddenly collapsed, it was the chaos of the world, bustling, and at this time, thousands of thin threads on his body were broken like red dust.

However, he felt more and more bored......

It's like holding a breath, never being able to spit it out, stuck in the throat, and can't be forgotten for a long time.

Take a look at ...... The owner of that knife.

He had obviously avenged his revenge, but he didn't have the slightest joy.

Hahaha......

Hahaha!

He laughed.

As if he had gone mad, his laughter echoed among the mountains, and the grass, trees, insects, and fish trembled.

"Hey......"

When he finished laughing, he let out a long sigh......

With this sigh, the man in front of him put away his long knife, the blade named Long Cut was shining with cold light, and the golden blood on it slowly dripped down, in this small world, turned into clear smoke slowly, and the knife flower swayed lightly, and it was put into the sheath.

"Whew...... It's over......"

He said.

But he was visibly unhappy.

"I'm sorry......"

Half an hour ago, Wenti County

The snow was falling, and the world suddenly became smaller.

It's true, it's so small that it's breathless.

Six beards means that he is nearing the end of his life.

The end of his life is his best ending.

No matter what, he must die in the end, so that everyone can be reassured, and everyone can be reassured before he can ...... Let everyone live in peace.

Senescence......

It's a word full of pathos.

Although the turtle is long, there is still an end of time, the martyr is in his twilight years, and his heart is strong, everyone will age, but who will serve the old?

He felt that he was now at the end of his life, and if he kicked his legs, it would be a joy and mourning, and the people of the principality, no, the people of the world, all wanted to come to see his ashes.

Gu Long - Ao Chen - Dragon Whisker Gong

If you really die here, what a luxury idea to feather and fly immortals.

What a desire to ...... So......

"What if...... Lan Luo appeared in the ...... Nieman Farm ...... Nieman ...... Rajelneman, Jack Nieman, Erica Nieman, who is he coming to? "The dragon's beard stepped on the snow, this snow black oppressive, not so pleasing, obviously white and flawless things, in this dim sky, it did reveal a strange black......

"Day 1...... The Great Demon King ......" Long Xu Gong shouted out the name of the Demon King, he frowned, looking at the dead trees here, right, this is the tree planted when Wenti County is still like spring all year round, now, Wenti County is already the Wenti County of Ice and Snow, they are dead, so casual, and so natural.

If Huazhou really falls...... Why...... There was no movement at all? There is no movement for them to ...... If you want to seize the sealed demon well and release other great demon kings, why ...... But what are you looking for here?

Who is she looking for?

Day 1 Demon King ......

Someone who wants to look......

Who needs her to find it herself?

Long Xu Gong looked at the darkening realm next to him...... He frowned and looked at his pocket watch.

It's three o'clock in the afternoon......

It stands to reason that it shouldn't be so dark...... Even on a snowy day, even in Wenti County today, it will never be so early in the night.

He realized something, so he stood still, looking at the four sides of the world, there was no great movement, only the sound of small feet stepping on the snow.

Two pairs of footprints, one large and one small, are stepping on the school, the big one is deep, step by step resolute, the small one is cheerful, and the joy of jumping and jumping.

Long Xu Gong felt like he was waiting for something......

Who could it be?

Is it other than the Great Demon King...... What other important "distinguished guests"?

If so...... He really needs to wait, take a look...... The true face of the man who was slowly walking towards him......

He looked at his pocket watch...... Tick-tock-tock......

"Uncle Yikong...... There's an old man there...... We...... Go ask for directions...... You might be able to find the person you're looking for......"

It's a little girl...... But his hair was snow-white...... Small white boots, plain clothes......

Looking at this, he must not be a big man......

And the one named Yikong......

The name is so familiar......

But there was no way to see his face for a while...... Under the hat, I could only vaguely see the corners of his mouth.

There was a deep scar there.

Maybe...... Under the hat, there was a pair of burning eyes, staring straight at him.

Long Xu Gong put away his pocket watch, tidied up his suit, he patted his waist and abdomen, stood up, and stood straight.

Even so, his waist is also slightly packed, and no matter how much he feels that his back is straight, his body still can't keep up.

That's it for his age...... There may not really be anyone who accuses him of not being able to straighten his waist, and if there is, that person is either stupid or bad.

The man didn't say a word.

Standing gently in the snow, he wore very peculiar boots, like a special product somewhere.

And it seems to have seen it somewhere, and it ...... I don't think I've seen it before......

Older......

I can't even see clearly......

I can't think about it......

This person named Yikong, his clothes are more like a patchwork of broken cloth, quite the "sloppy" of a wanderer.

His waist...... Are they three long knives......

This posture ...... It's just a bit of a story......

"Uncle Yikong...... Why don't you leave? Let's ask......" The little girl took Yikong's hand and shook it gently.

"Momohime, are you ...... now? Run in the direction we came from, and wait for me by the uncles......" Yikong's voice was hoarse, as deep as his footsteps.

"Huh? Good...... Okay......" The little girl named Momohime really obediently ran slowly, she swayed in the direction she started, her hands also swayed between her waist and abdomen, because of her strength, she had to pull her feet out of the snow heavily, like some kind of dance, the child's hands swung in front of her, and she swayed and ran.

Long Xu Gong looked at the movements of this little girl, and thought it was a little funny...... But he couldn't laugh......

Isn't it an acquaintance?

Or...... Is it a Shadow Hunter?

The one who came was not good......

This old bone ...... I don't know if I can fight again...... Finish......

"Excuse me...... Your Excellency ......" Long Xugong put his left hand behind his back, and his right hand posed in a gesture of invitation: "May I ask Your Excellency...... Where did it come from? ”

Yikong put his hand on his hat and slowly took it down.

The wind suddenly rose, and the fallen leaves that had just died were also rolled up, blowing up the long hair of the sky like a tornado.

The messy hair, with a few bangs running in front of his eyes, and a deep scar that ran down the entire eye, but he was not blind, but he looked very badly scarred.

"Ao Chen...... Long time no see......"

His eyes were fixed on Ao Chen, and he flew the hat out to his right, and the hat spun in the air, and the wind swept up the fallen leaves into the dead trees, and the snow floating in the sky rolled with the air waves, and then returned to calm.

It's not the same snowflakes falling, those snowflakes rolled up by the wind have long disappeared, but who cares if they are the same one?

They're just snow and that's it.

It doesn't matter if it's the same or it's different.

Because they're just snow.

"In this world...... Someone who can call me that...... It's really not much......" Dragonbeard stood on his legs, snow flying to his shoulders.

He heard the voice...... It's just remembering something that I forgot a long time ago......

"Long time no see......" Long Xugong's words were very light, because of the lack of qi, not because he was unwilling to say hello properly.

"Unexpected...... We'll meet here......" Dragonbeard smiled ugly.

"No...... It doesn't matter where we meet......" Yikong lowered his posture and put his hand on the hilt of his sword.

The blade called the dragon cut buzzed.

At this moment, perhaps Long Xu Gong had already remembered some things, but they couldn't recreate them one by one......

There are only a few vague shouts......

Now it's war! It's not child's play!

Rebels! No mercy! Who dares to say a word again! I'll cut him!

Trance...... This sentence...... Far and near, at this time, and at that time......

"Are you...... Oriental Peach Blossom Island's bar...... There...... Are you okay? Long Xu Gong chuckled, at this time, even the heartfelt greeting was also disgusting.

Yikong didn't answer.

Instead, he held the dragon cut tightly, lowered his head, and felt the air waves around him, calm as water, and the dark tide was turbulent.

He closed his eyes, and suddenly moved his lips as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't open his mouth after all.

"Okay......" Long Xu Gong nodded, his eyes began to be like fire, the golden streamer flickered in his eyes, his back suddenly straightened, with his right leg looped, a mark in the snow, pressed down the lower plate, his right hand arched the circle, and his left hand was tightened in his waist and abdomen.

"We're not innocent, are we?"

Long Xu Gong looked at the man who had already entered the battle state.

His seriousness and stubbornness seem to be in his bones, and he doesn't even need a response from the other party, just doing what he thinks is right.

Include...... Possible ...... Revenge......

Long Xu Gong watched the qi wave roll around him, they were not far away, and this qi wave flattened the wind and snow around him in a few seconds, leaving no trace.

"Hmmm......"

This man gave a low response, like a lion's roar, and a short mum word made Long Xugong feel at ease.

Enmity......

The word......

Once you have a ...... It can only be resolved with blood, or awakened.

Use one person's more and more to dissolve, and use the blood of countless people to awaken.

Peach Blossom Island ......

Peach Blossom Island ......

The name that has disappeared from the map.

Long Xu Gong knew that he was not afraid of hatred, and he himself was also a person with monstrous hatred.

He wished he could get revenge.

However, that much time has passed now...... The person who needs revenge has long been wiped out by the time when there is nowhere to vent, maybe the wound is still there, maybe the wound will still crack, but it is difficult to have the impulse of youth and vigor again, it is difficult to have it again, even if it is to hit him in the face with a small stone, and die without hesitation "stupid".

This "stupid" ...... Maybe laugh......

But...... People with backbone can't laugh...... They will only be in tears as they watch the feud end in blood.

Around the two of them, there was a huge wind and waves, and it was like a sea of snow, and the wind and waves rolled, and the snow exploded like a thunderbolt on a sunny day.

Resist the wind and ride the waves and cut the snow!

"I have one more question...... May I ask? Long Xu Gong didn't wait for him to answer, but spoke in a voice he could hear.

"Do you hate me?"

Gas, the ...... that everyone exudes The breath is all different...... Even with his eyes closed, he could clearly see the old man in front of him.

"Hate ......"

This time, from Yikong's mouth, it was still a deep mouth.

This word is clearly visible.

It is like the sound of a single word, colliding between the dead trees, encountering the leaves that have not yet fallen, and the poor leaves destined to die in this winter will be crushed, and they will be fluttered and scattered in all directions, coming and falling, coming and going.

"That's the ...... to hate"

Long Xu Gong looked at him.

I don't know what to say.

Perhaps, for a person who bears so much sin and so many sins, it is not something that can be done to die properly.

If you come out to mix, you have to pay it back after all......

This hatred is dissipated with the death of flesh and blood, and even the destruction of the past......

Do you know? I'd love to tell you...... Actually, I don't know exactly who you are...... But I pretty much understand who you are...... Or so to put it...... I met you after all...... Or even ...... You can't hide.

I have never hid, nor have I ever tried to escape this sin...... This is a ...... of my own hands.

It's just that my own hatred is not over...... I don't deserve to die at your hands, I don't deserve to die before my hatred ends...... to put an end to my own sins......

So what does it matter?

Every life in this world is going to die......

The one who lives with hatred......

More pitiful than all those who have other sinful karma.

Because they ...... There is only revenge...... Born for revenge, live for revenge......

In order to...... Those who died...... The weight of their abrupt lives should not be forgiven by future generations, who can only let this hatred continue until ......

Until......

Perhaps, their descendants should find a way to reconcile......

Then there was a lot of laughter......

But......

I hope......

This unforgivable hatred, people don't touch it, let it ......

Until......

Forever......

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