Night like fog, fog like night. This unquiet night, fog and night, lingering wisps. It is as soft as a snowflake and as cold as an ice pick.

Time, it is already a sub-hour, the clouds cover the stars and moonlight, after all, darkness comes, and time is lost.

It shouldn't be a good day, like a human heart!

A gust of wind tore under Li Wangchen's feet, and his body pounced like a fierce beast towards Mu Mansion in the distance, and his heart was uneasy.

Lang Xing's bright eyes, but at this time, because of worry, they are as bright as blood!

In the evening, he saw Huang Yanchao die in front of him. Now, this playful little girl has suffered a fatal blow from Guiyun Erlao, and she is more than lucky.

Luo Yu's naughty temperament made Li Wangchen feel a headache.

He didn't like her at all, but he didn't hate her!

It is impossible for her to die because of herself!

The sword in his hand was held tightly by him. It wasn't until this moment that he suddenly understood that Luo Yu didn't give him this sword simply to tease him. Luo Yu should have seen that he was a good sword-wielder, so he gave him this sword.

And this sword is called Frost!

The frost fell to the ground, and the silver light stained the winter. The frost sword came out, leaving no trace for thousands of miles.

In his previous life, Li Wangchen had a wind and rain sword in his hand, a sword of light and cold forty states, a nine-day battle with the stars and the moon, looking at the world, arrogant and proud, and tens of thousands of people bowed down. Ever since he got the Key of Heaven, he has been evading the pursuit of thousands of monks in Kyushu. He has no real friends, none of them! He is alone all his life, carrying fine wine in his hand, fighting with swords all over the world, free and easy, seemingly at ease, and uninhibited.

It's the cry of despair, who understands?

He's always lying to himself, saying he doesn't need any friends!

Because he won't forget the pair of cold eyes he saw when Ling Ruoxi stabbed the dagger into his chest!

He is always trying to use his past experience to convince himself not to make friends.

Isn't getting acquainted with Yang Jingyu a pain that has always been in my heart and lingered for a long time?

Because he was too affectionate, he endured too much!

To say that he and Huang Yanchao, the two just drank a few glasses together at the same table. But Huang Yanchao's death stimulated him. He was willing to risk his life to avenge Huang Yanchao, this was by no means because of justice, and he was not a heroic person.

The reason for this is that he attaches great importance to the two of them at the wine table. In other words, he cherished Huang Yanchao.

Isn't that friendship what is?

But why can't you have the courage to admit it?

It's not that he doesn't need friends, but he doesn't want to, or he doesn't dare to make friends again!

Is it fear?

Two lives as a human being, what else is there to be afraid of!

In this life, in the dark, there seems to be a very strange power guiding him, merging those untouchable ethereal things. So when he was young, he had a quirky personality, liked to drink freely, had fun alone, and knew himself whether he was warm or cold.

And for wine, it is like innate, no matter how much you drink, it will not fall!

What is the life of Songhua wine, spring water sencha!

Alive, the figure is at ease!

The others are all floating clouds!

Is it?

Li Wangchen, who jumped into the air, flashed a trace of confusion in his red eyes.

He thought that he would probably die nine times after jumping from the snowy mountain. I didn't want to let Ah Jiu's help make him in danger when he entered that frightening dream and awakened the memories of his previous life.

Only then did he know that he was the "devil" who died in the hands of Kyushu Zhengdao more than ten years ago, and the admirer in his mind - forget the dust!

A blessing in disguise is certainly a good thing.

But when he woke up, because he had the memories of his previous life, he understood the cruelty of the world more and understood the ugliness of human nature.

Therefore, when Luo Yu asked him if he could be friends, he just smiled and shook his head without saying a word. But everyone understands what that means.

He drew the ground as a dungeon, and every step of the way. Lonely and casual, chanting poetry to wine, thinking that it is the happiness of leisure. And the self-containedness and self-reluctance in it are enough to highlight that his heart is incomplete and unclear.

He was thinking that the meaning of living in his previous life seemed to be just to guard the forbidden door and save the world from the earth-shattering crisis of 10,000 years ago.

is dedicated to goodness, but the world does not tolerate him, and the way of heaven pretends to be colored, cutting off his way of life.

He is not a bad person, but he is envied by the whole of Kyushu. He even snapped the hat of a demon head.

The five great masters united with Ling Ruoxi to compete for the key of the Heavenly Pivot and killed him on the Falling Demon Cliff, but they shamelessly splashed dirty water on his face.

For more than a decade, he has been blamed, insulted and spurned by the world.

Death is not terrible, it is the human heart that is terrible. Not only can you make a splash, but you can also bring the dead to life.

Because of these experiences, he is still cocooned in this life. I don't want to face this warm and cold world, and I don't want to admit my inner needs and fears.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that this was a wrong, escapist self-psychological disorder!

Also his Achilles' heel!

He is not an old-fashioned and stubborn person, Luo Yu's crisis suddenly made a ripple appear in his locked heart.

Heaven is a good reincarnation!

The rebirth of this life gave him the opportunity to kill those "upright" executioners.

In addition to this, he can also regain the beauty and goodness of this world!

Now that I think about it, the "carefree" that has always been regarded as the norm does not really exist in reality, and Dapeng spreads its wings and also has to shake with the wind!

The things that human beings have always longed for seem to exist only in their hearts, and they have gradually been transformed into their own Buddhist shrines by inner distortion, narrowly imprisoning the most true and beautiful nature.

At present, only by overcoming the imbalance in his heart and living his true self can he be truly at ease!

Can people really find true freedom in their hearts?

Anything is possible!

Li Wangchen's heart has more obsession to let go of the past.

He suddenly wanted to lift this sword seriously, kill the people who should be killed, protect the people he wanted to protect, and be the most authentic self!

At this moment, this handsome young man has a slender sword eyebrows that fly obliquely, slender black eyes, thin lips, and an angular silhouette with a slender and tall figure that is not rough...... He is like an eagle in the night, cold and arrogant but arrogant and compelling, and he exudes a strong force that dominates the world and the world.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a bit of ruthlessness in his sharp gaze.

It is a process of inner struggle and self-redemption!

On his right arm, a cyan key emitted a soft glow under the night sky, as if knowing his mood, and a warm breath came out, gradually calming his anxious and messy heart.

The eyeballs suddenly glowed. Like a firefly in the sky, it gradually became clear and shining, like two crystal clear black gems in the dark, shining brightly. These eyes seem to contain mountains, rivers, sun and moon, stars and seas, projecting a ray of wisdom, as if encompassing all the beauty of this time - suddenly enlightened.

He hung his head thoughtfully and closed his clear eyes. Holding the Frost Sword in both hands, he slowly raised it up to the top of his head. The figure that jumped out stopped in mid-air. On his arm, a faint cyan light surrounded his body and climbed towards the frost sword, enveloping him in cyan. He felt it quietly, feeling the change in his heart.

Only by being open-minded can we achieve true freedom!

He seemed to touch something, a feeling he had never felt before, very strong!

In my mind, the shadow of the frost sword gradually emerged, full of a zhang long, full of incandescent, exuding a fierce light, unstoppable! A sword can split a mountain, a sword can shake the sky, and a sword can cut the dead, step on the reincarnation, and achieve the supreme avenue!

Sword, there is swordsmanship, sword energy, sword light, sword shadow!

But they can be divided into many levels in detail!

For example, the Edgeworth, which everyone yearns for, not only requires super high swordsmanship, but also a certain amount of Taoist cultivation.

Since waking up from that frightening dream, Li Wangchen has the memories of his previous life. He naturally knew that the highest level of the sword could only be slashed with his heart!

And until now, he has not been able to use any of the last life!

Just like the key of the Heavenly Pivot, it is not only the hub of the forbidden gate, but also contains the legendary supreme immortal energy. Moreover, it itself is another peerless exercise - "Xuantian Treasure Record".

In the previous life, because of this exercise, he was close to becoming an immortal!

It can be said that in that frightening dream, he fused the memories of the previous life, and also obtained the profound Taoism transmitted to him by the previous life. But these are as if they are sealed by this key mark on the arm, and nothing can be done.

Luo Yu's crisis made him have some strange thoughts in his heart, very strong, but ethereal. In short, he touched it!

A very faint sword intent came from the frost sword in his hand, and the sword body immediately sounded a light and happy color, gradually devouring the blue light all over his body, and finally turned into a three-foot sword that exuded turquoise and brighter!

The Frost Sword has transformed!

Li Wangchen fell into that mysterious feeling, his heart was extremely calm, and he had entered the realm of forgetting both things and me. At this moment, he could feel the sword shadow in his mind, which was fusing with his body little by little, disappearing into his mind. He couldn't see it, but he could feel it!

People and swords, at this moment, learn from things, and have the same mind!

Li Wangchen, who was in mid-air, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the shining frost sword above his head, he was extremely excited and happy.

Even he didn't know why this was happening, something he hadn't experienced in his previous life.

But this is also his kendo!

It's the way of the sword that he condensed with his faith!

Everyone in the world knows that he was the only one in his sword in the previous life, and in this life, he has walked out of a more vast road.

The path of the sword is endless, and the list is endless.

With his own way, cut out his own sword.

Melt the sword and me, I am the sword, the sword is me!

There was a thousand struggles in my heart, and only a minute had passed.

In the air, Li Wangchen's figure was like a ghost patrolling the night, and after a few turns, he quietly fell three meters outside the body of the second elder Guiyun. The whole process did not startle the slightest wind, and he could not even hear the sound he made when he landed.

He turned around slowly, his face was not half shocked, like a mirror, calm and terrifying. A pair of eyes,

The blue is so clear, deep, and mysterious, but it can make people feel cold and shining, and it is indescribably sharp.

The second elder Guiyun was stunned, and they who had used the Guiyun Trick had fallen into weakness at this moment. But when they saw the boy fall from the sky, they found that he seemed to be very different from before. His whole body seemed to be surrounded by a very powerful, vast-like aura, and it seemed to be a dusty, uncontrollable awe-inspiring aura.

He stood faintly on the ground, holding his sword in both hands, extremely relaxed. This scene fell in the eyes of the second elder Guiyun, but he couldn't help but tremble all over. When I look at this person again, his whole person seems to be a huge refining furnace, which can melt the sun, moon and stars, and swallow all things in heaven and earth.

Not a word was spoken.

Li Wangchen just pressed the sword he was holding in both hands and gently pressed it forward.

A jade sword light appeared in front of him, very faint and small, even more than half smaller than the sword in his hand.

It's small, but it's not murderous. But soon, it was so fast that it was dazzling, and in the blink of an eye, it was in front of Wei Bugui!