The last line of the letter.

Be careful of the weirdness of the court-

He was a little afraid to think about what would happen next.

Even if he is the king of Beiliang, he is cold all over!

However, not only are their major families worried, but there are also many remaining masters who are still slaying demons and eliminating demons in the world.

Inside the city of Emperor Wu of Nuoda.

The surrounding crowd was bustling, and the cries of selling came and went.

As a big city, this is a scene that can be seen every day.

Looking down from the city walls, the crowd was as small as ants, with only countless small black dots twitching in their eyes.

If you want to say the quietest place in the city, that is, on the castle tower.

For above is a place where dutiful soldiers stand guard, not a place where idlers can come.

Arguably, this is the quietest place to be.

However, when the sun shines, there is a touch of strangeness on the quiet castle tower.

Seemingly, it's a little redder than usual.

But the people below won't notice that.

On the blue brick wall, a thick, viscous red liquid was sprinkled with mottled water.

The flow on the ground converged into a small pool of blood.

The soldiers who were supposed to be on guard also lay on their sides, completely angry.

If you turn it over, it must be a terrifying appearance of bleeding from seven orifices.

The stench of blood blew in the breeze towards a tall figure.

As the smell approached, it was shattered by the sword qi released around it.

"I'm late."

The man looked down and looked not far away, at the person who was directly opposite him.

The man was a stout man, and his bulging copper muscles were constantly expanding.

Soon it was like a hill high.

His eyes were red, and he was flying towards him at a very fast speed!

From time to time, some fragments of human muscle flew out of the roaring mouth, mixed with blood spilled.

At a glance, it was clear that the deaths of the soldiers on the city wall were caused by him.

Whoosh –

A tiny flying sword burst out of the air from behind him!

Immediately after, the remaining five flying swords continued one after another, piercing them with sword qi.

There are a lot of transparent holes left around the body, and blood is gushing outside.

"Ahhhh

The weird muscular man roared in place.

The green tendons bulged violently, which was very terrifying.

"Broken!"

The six flying swords suddenly merged into one, piercing through the pile of muscles with an unparalleled attack.

When he landed, he saw flesh and blood splattering, and his body shattered.

In a matter of moments, there will be no trace of such people in this world.

The man held the peach blossom branch, the sword fingers flipped over, and the six flying swords were retracted into the sleeve robe.

"Ahem......"

It seemed that it was because of the remnants of the dark disease, and he couldn't help coughing slightly after he was over.

He looked up at the sunset, and a breeze washed his face, blowing his gray hair.

"Junior, meet the sword god senior!"

After the slender disciple ascended the tower, he ran to the man and knelt down.

Although his face didn't react much, he had already set off a monstrous wave in his heart!

This is the Peach Blossom Sword God Deng Tai'a!

He is a survivor of the great war ten years ago!

That battle can be described as very tragic, and he only knows a little bit from the mouth of his senior brother and master.

It was all strength that supported him to survive.

"It doesn't matter."

Deng Tai'a once again set his eyes on this disciple of the Creation Immortal Sect.

"I'll leave it to you."

Maybe it's because this is a sect left by the deceased, and his tone is much gentler.

After turning to leave, the disciple dared to get up slowly.

Looking at his back, his eyes were full of admiration and excitement.

Mrs. Deng slowly walked down the stairs, with an elegant posture and coughing from time to time, she looked a little like a weak teacher.

But he laughed it off.

If he had a choice, he might have done it.

But he is not, as soon as he is born, his future is already predestined.

It's going to be the leader of the sword!

"It's a shame."

Every time he coughed, he would think of Wu Changqing's figure.

If it weren't for him, he wouldn't have survived.

At that time, I was already dissipating my qi and dying for a lifetime.

At the last moment, the soul was actually locked in the body by a fairy qi.

Then when he gradually woke up, his body would always cough.

But he didn't care about that.

To survive and continue to protect the world, what can this point be.

"Selling sugar gourds!"

"Guest, do you want to come here?"

He blended into the crowd, and heard the man's voice in his ears.

He just smiled and walked away.

"Good rouge, can you have one?"

A short man shouted, and suddenly grabbed the arm of Deng Tai'a, who wanted to leave.

"Bring one to the lady of the family, the women love this thing."

In this regard, he only showed a helpless danger and gently withdrew his hand.

Seeing this, the peddler wanted to reach out and grab this official who seemed to be rich.

"Huh?"

He threw himself into the air and looked ahead with a puzzled expression.

"What about the guest?"

He searched everywhere, but still couldn't find any trace of the man.

In this regard, he can only think that he is dazzled.

As everyone knows, at this moment, Deng Tai'a has already traveled hundreds of miles away.

When passing by a steamed bun shop, the scent aroused a trace of curiosity in him.

"Guest, do you want a bun?"

A man poked his head out of the bunk and looked at him with a smile.

"It's all freshly baked, so it's not expensive to buy one and try it on the way."

Mrs. Deng just stopped for a moment, intending to leave immediately.

But as soon as the other party appeared, he suddenly saw something, and immediately turned his whole body around.

And looked at each other with an interested expression.

"Then you can introduce me to what's there."

As he spoke, he silently gathered his internal forces in front of him.

An imperceptible white light flickered through the eyeball.

"Ah...... This, we are a bun shop, only buns. ”

When he spoke, he also looked at his signboard, for fear that what he put in the steamer was not buns, but something else.

"What!"

The moment he opened the eye of heaven, Deng Tai'a took a few steps back in disbelief.

The horror in his eyes was overwhelming.

"Ahem, cough, cough, ......"

His cough became intense because of his excitement.

The man in the shop immediately rushed out and pulled him anxiously.

"Guest, are you alright?"

After Deng Tai'a calmed down, he waved his hand inside, indicating that he was fine.

"It's strange, I'm selling buns......"

The man scratched his head and wondered.

He felt like his eyelids were jumping all the time today, and he always felt that something was going to happen.

Therefore, I am very careful when I get up to support the stall, and I am very polite to the guests.

Who knew that I was taken aback by this guest.

"I didn't expect it to be ...... here"

Deng Tai'a looked at the luck emanating from the man in front of him, and his eyes were full of surprise.

It felt all too familiar to him.

It is the luck of Wu Changqing's body, and it is all the luck of one of the clones!