Ling Cangjiang walked among the trees, looking at the somewhat cold moonlight, a beautiful face appeared in his heart, he sighed, looked at the bright Mithril dagger in his hand, and couldn't tell what it was like in his heart.

One thought is right or wrong, and heaven and man are separated. Life is only a few decades of spring and autumn, right and wrong, who can tell clearly? If you grasp it in the void with both hands, you can't catch anything. Ling Cangjiang looked at his hands, what the hell was he doing now, what was he living for? In fact, he didn't know what he was doing.

Walking and walking, even the footsteps are a little vain, this is definitely not the state that a generation of swordsmen should have! A figure as black as ink stood on the tip of a maple tree not far away, touching his chin and looking at Ling Cangjiang condescendingly.

"Breaking the sky, the blood warms the sky. Chasing souls is a swordsman, arrogant and arrogant. A generation of swordsmen is gone away like this, sad, sad!"

The air between heaven and earth suddenly froze a little, and the meaning of depression made people's hearts even more sour, with the night breeze as cool as autumn water, a low and dumb sigh came, and the voice was ethereal as if it came from nine days away, but it contained a coercion that made people's nerves suddenly tense.

At the moment when the vicissitudes of life fell, the wind was still, and the drifting maple leaves were still. The space within a radius of ten miles seems to be imprisoned by an invisible force, and the fiery red maple leaves are strangely frozen in mid-air, like a little red tears sprinkled by the autumn wind, adding a bit of sadness.

Ling Cangjiang's eyes were sharp, and when he raised his head, he saw a person standing on a tree not far away, his whole body had already blended with the night, but those eyes were clear and bright, although they were covered by the broken hair on his forehead, they were still like two stars in the dark, piercing people's hearts.

"Dare to ask Your Excellency?" Feeling the incomparably pure essence of heaven and earth on the person who came, Ling Cangjiang frowned slightly, and the aura in his right hand on the long sword was surging, but he did not have the slightest self-confidence. This person's aura is so deep and long, and he can't see his cultivation realm at all. was watched by him, as if he was stripped naked and standing naked in front of him, his heart suddenly sank, thinking about what to do.

"You don't need to ask who the deity is, he has lived so long that he can't even remember what his name is. The eyes of the man in black seemed to be in a trance for half a second, and then they regained their clarity, and looked directly at Ling Cangjiang, "It's you, but do you remember who you are?"

As soon as the next two words ......were spoken, Ling Cangjiang was quiet, Ling Cangjiang had not mentioned the three words for many years, and when the words came to his mouth, he felt unfamiliar and could not speak. Sitting down against a maple tree, Ling Cangjiang seemed to be even more depressed.

"Have you lived too long and forgotten who you are?" said the man in black with some sneer, and then fell from the maple tree with a tap of his toes. Ling Cangjiang also laughed self-deprecatingly, only to say that the other party had an emotional resonance with himself. At the same time, I was slightly curious about this man in black, and I couldn't help but want to see what kind of eyebrows this man in black had.

I saw the man in black casually flicking his sleeves, and his face seemed to be covered with a black veil. At this moment, the man in black suddenly raised his head suddenly, raised his eyebrows, his eyes were like torches, and he looked at Ling Cangjiang like two lightning bolts, and his voice suddenly raised a few decibels: "That deity tells you that your name is Ling Cangjiang!"

Several circles of aura that could not be seen by the naked eye quickly emanated from the black-clothed mouth, and crashed into Ling Cangjiang's head in the blink of an eye.

The whole person trembled violently, and in this loud shout, all the countermeasures that Ling Cangjiang had come up with to deal with the man in black instantly shattered into powder, and only the three words "Ling Cangjiang" echoed in his mind.

"Lingcang River...... I'm Ling Cangjiang......" Ling Cangjiang lowered his head and muttered, as if he hadn't said these three words for a long time, which sounded extremely obscure.

The man in black seemed to land casually, raised his head, raised his eyebrows, sharpened his eyes, and drank sharply, but in fact, he secretly invoked a few traces of soul power, and a series of actions can be described as done in one go, and the proportion of the grasp can be said to have reached the point of being wonderful!

When Ling Cangjiang wanted to see the appearance of the man in black clearly, he suddenly raised his head to lock his gaze, and his low voice stabbed the thorn in Ling Cangjiang's heart! Anyway, the man in black had already laid a soul enchantment around him, and no matter how loud the sound was, it wouldn't be heard in the slightest.

"Ling Cangjiang! I am Ling Cangjiang, I am that bastard, coward......" Ling Cangjiang raised his head and roared with a smile, but he had already burst into tears, and his roar was full of crying, and his sorrow was full of sorrow. At this time, Ling Cangjiang's heart had been completely disturbed, and at the same time, it was also the time when his defense was the weakest.

The man in black watched Ling Cangjiang vent so quietly, the corners of his mouth under the veil were slightly hooked, it seemed that this person's heart was really sick, and he was broken by himself in a few words.

The suppressed cry was deafening, and after a few minutes, Ling Cangjiang clenched his fists and forcibly stabilized his emotions.

"Why do you want to work for the Yin Luo Ghost Brake, just because of that woman in Jingyue?" Seeing that Ling Cangjiang finally regained a little calm, the man in black spoke again, and the disdain in his tone once again provoked Ling Cangjiang's emotions.

Raising his head and looking at the man in black unhappily, Ling Cangjiang was like a wounded lion at this time, sad and angry at the same time, unwilling, those bloodshot eyes seemed to be able to eat the man in black in front of him at any time, and there were no bones left.

"What an idiot. The man in black changed his tone and was the same as Ling Cangjiang, and he curbed Ling Cangjiang's temper in a mysterious way, and he really pinched the snake seven inches.

The man in black sat cross-legged under the maple tree, looking at Ling Cangjiang's eyes full of pity and sympathy, "I feel sorry for you now, every day before and after the saddle of the horse to kill the person who killed his own woman, is there anything more sad than this?"

"Impossible! It must not be possible at this time!" Unexpectedly, as soon as the man in black finished speaking, Ling Cangjiang retorted loudly as if he had been touched by the scales, without hesitation.

The man in black raised his eyebrows and looked at Ling Cangjiang more carefully. After Ling Cangjiang finished speaking, he continued to sit in place with his head downcast, completely ignoring the surprise and cunning that flashed in the eyes of the man in black.

"Jingyue, formerly known as Beidou Jingyue, the eldest daughter of Beidou Qianqiu. After a while, the black-clothed man looked at Ling Cangjiang and said softly.

As soon as the man in black's words fell, he saw Ling Cangjiang draw his sword extremely quickly and swept towards him, a little cold light pierced the night, and he came to the man in black in an instant.

With a sinking of his shoulder, Sen Ran's long sword rested on the neck of the man in black.

The man in black just glanced at it casually, and didn't even turn his head, "It turns out that you all know the Dao of the Dao! You know the identity of the Dao Jingyue, and you also know the death of the Dao Jingyue! You are really a complete bastard, a coward! Because you don't have the slightest chance of winning against the Beidou Qianqiu, so under extreme guilt and remorse, you took the place of the Beidou Jingyue and continued to kill, in the name of helping her continue to complete her life's task, feel her life, and find traces of her existence......

"Don't say it!" Before the man in black could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Ling Cangjiang's angry shout that was trembling violently but full of murderous intent.

"Hmph. The man in black snorted disdainfully, "You didn't have any chance of winning against the Beidou Qianqiu that day, and you don't even have the confidence to make a move against the Shangdou Qianqiu today, look at your right hand holding the sword, what kind of trembling it looks like? The deity is really blind, it turns out that you are just a bad seed!

Ling Cangjiang was already trembling at this time, beads of sweat the size of beans kept falling, and his cheeks, which were as white as snow, were even more terrifying in the night.

"The woman she loves died at the hands of her own father, but she has no power to stop her! Do you know how it feels?" Ling Cangjiang raised his head tremblingly and said hoarsely, his voice was already extremely sad, "Do you understand the feeling of a loved one dying in front of your eyes and being helpless? You don't understand! You don't move at all!"

Throwing the long sword aside, Ling Cangjiang laughed maniacally, a few points of blood and tears, condensed in his good-looking Danfeng eyes, and gradually slipped down, leaving two blood marks on the white paper-like cheeks, which was shocking.

"Beidou Qianqiu is Yue'er's father, the person Yue'er admires and loves the most since she was a child! She is the one who raised Yue'er and gave Yue'er life! She is the poison emperor who moves the world and makes people talk about it! How can I repay this kind of revenge? Even if I can kill him? In the future, when I go underground, when I face Yue'er, I become her father-killing enemy, how can I deal with myself......" The man in black looked at Ling Cangjiang, who was already in pain to the point of bleeding, his eyes were full of complexity, and he turned into a wisp of sigh and drifted away with the wind. Immediately stretched out a slender white hand, this hand, even if those old monsters who have lived for a hundred years are rejuvenated, it is impossible to have. Gently on Ling Cangjiang's wrist, the vigorous vitality slowly poured in.

At this moment, the man in black could not say anything more. How can I not understand the feeling that a loved one is dying in front of me but is helpless? A lovely smile gradually appeared in my mind, the smile was innocent and lovely, but it was getting farther and farther away from me, and at the end it was annihilated by a pitch-black flame......

How could you not understand the pain of the heartache of the broken liver and intestines! Under the cover of the night, two tears quietly slipped down the corners of the eyes of the man in black. This man in black is Gu Qingquan, who has communicated with the Crystal Hall and disguised himself as a peerless master.

Gu Qingquan's purpose was to persuade Ling Cangjiang and join forces with him to destroy the conspiracy of the Yin Luo Ghost Brake in one fell swoop. But at this point, he could no longer find any words to convince this man.

Ling Cangjiang was undoubtedly pathetic, and that heart had even been seriously distorted and full of pathology. But his love for Beidou Jingyue makes people sigh and sigh, it seems that he is obviously full of mistakes, but people can't blame him. What should you criticize him? Do you criticize him for loving his woman too much? Or criticize him for being heroic and short-tempered?

People live in the world, which is the greatest mundane thing, and who can avoid the mundane? Only when there are seven emotions and six desires, and the love of children and daughters, can they live a flesh and blood life that is splendid.

It's hateful to the extreme! It's pitiful to the extreme! Looking at Ling Cangjiang, Gu Qingquan finally understood what it means that a poor person must have something to hate.

Standing up wordlessly, Gu Qingquan didn't know what to say, perhaps, it was a mistake to use Beidou Jingyue to win over Ling Cangjiang. True love is not available.

"Seniors stay. Just as Gu Qingquan was about to remove the soul enchantment and raise his feet to leave, Ling Cangjiang, who had recovered his senses, spoke weakly.