Cai Yan's eyes widened, he tried his best to cover his heart, he breathed rapidly, his body trembled uncontrollably, he was angry and afraid, why did he have such a real heroic spirit?

Hong Jiang slowly approached, only to see that there was an unstable thunderball in his left hand that was constantly moving and flickering, and his palm was burned by the thunder light, and there was no change in his palm, and the lightning and thunder outside the mixed forest had long since disappeared.

Hong Jiang snorted coldly, looked at the three people of the Jiang family, and saw Jiang Zenglang signaling Song Yuhua to come and deliver the true yuan to Caiyan, and then saluted Hong Jiang: "Third uncle." ”

Hong Jiang silently walked in front of Tang Li and Xiao Jiu, blocked the two without a trace, and then looked at the man in black behind Jiang Zenglang who had not made a move, and said with a slight mockery: "Okay, don't be so bloody and reminiscent, you are still so hidden, like a waste." ”

"Hehehe, third brother, this is the way you talk to your second brother, after so many years in the wilderness, you forgot the etiquette I taught you?" Jiang Bairen took off his hood, revealing a face that was somewhat similar to Jiang Zenglang, only more old and cloudy, with deep eye sockets and protruding bridge of the nose, like walking dry bones.

Hong Jiang shook his head with a sigh, "I can't imagine that the kneeling old dog today is so hard, is it because I broke your true pill too lightly at the beginning, or was it too slow to break up your blood?"

"I still have to thank you for not killing, after all, I was really a waste back then. Jiang Bairen smiled gloomily.

Hong Jiang nodded, "Indeed, I wouldn't have reached this step without you, I thank you." ”

Then he grinned and looked at Jiang Bairen, as if he was looking at a dead man.

Jiang Zenglang just wanted to say a few words for his father, Hong Jiang licked his teeth and snorted, and the sound wave suddenly made Jiang Zenglang speechless, if Jiang Bairen hadn't silently handed out a hand behind his child, Jiang Zenglang would have been repelled by Hong Jiang's spittle.

"Have you spoken?"

Jiang Zenglang was furious, "Third uncle, you deceive people too much. ”

Hong Jiang thought about it, pinched the thunderball in his hand with both hands, and threw it to Tang Li and Xiao Jiu in half, and said silently in his heart: "It's cheap, you kid." ”

Xiao Jiu took the transparent thunderball like a fruit, looked at it crystal clear, verdant, and subconsciously clicked, frowned, and was a little embarrassed. Immediately, the true yuan was activated, and the remaining half was slowly transformed into Tang Li's body.

It can be seen with the naked eye that Tang Li's pale face gradually returned to normal, and then Hong Jiang shook his arm, ignoring Jiang Zenglang's words, stretched out his middle finger and hooked his finger towards Jiang Bairen and said, "Old dog, come and let me see how you have changed over the years and how you have grown." Since you're here, I think you and I both know that it's time for the matter to end. ”

Jiang Bairen silently untied his black cloth clothes, revealing the double swords he was carrying behind him, one was wide and heavy, the sword body was engraved with the word "Prison", and the other was short and slender, with a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring in the hilt of the sword, and after revealing the two swords behind him, Jiang Bairen's original bone-like face gradually slowly recovered.

The sword intent continued to converge, and Hong Jiang did not stop it, after all, it was time for the events of the year to need an ending.

A light sigh slowly came out of Jiang Bairen's mouth, and this sigh was like a door to memory, carrying a rolling torrent towards Jiang Zenglang.

Jiang Zenglang, who was affected by this shock, trembled uncontrollably, and looked at the man who had been hiding in black since he could remember, for some reason, a heart-wrenching grief hit his heart, Jiang Zenglang couldn't help but burst into tears, looking at the man who looked exactly like himself!

Jiang Bairen looked at Jiang Zenglang and said with some sadness: "Seeing my current appearance, can't you still remember it?"

The heart is the most difficult to deceive oneself.

If you deceive yourself, heaven and earth will not be able to recommend you.

Jiang Zenglang knelt on the ground, grabbed his head in pain and shook it desperately, and muttered: "No, no, no!

Then his face was full of pain and remorse, and he looked up to the sky and shouted: "How could it be me, killing Wan'er!"

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In the past, the Jiang family had a pair of talents, the eldest son's swordsmanship was superb, the sword was like the water of the Yellow River, mighty, and he liked to ask with a sword; One forged a sword, the other used a sword, the Jiang family was in the limelight back then, and even more

It is rumored that the next Emperor of the Middle Crazy State will come from the Jiang family.

And the Jiang family, which is in full swing, collapsed with a bang, all from a woman.

One, a woman that both brothers fell in love with.

Bright and bright teeth, skin like clotted fat, there are beautiful women in the north, the country, and the city.

He wanted to dance the sword for her, but she sat quietly by the fire and listened to the clanging of iron.

She was smart, she was quick-witted, her eyebrows were crooked and her eyes were full of smiles, and her eyes were full of tenderness, but they only appeared in another person.

He was the most insurmountable hurdle in the depths of her sword heart, until the two of them traveled far away in the mountains and rivers, he had a green lantern and three fairy swords, chasing the top of the avenue, and he thought he had forgotten her.

But I don't know what to do, but I always have a deep love, love to the bones, and hate it like marrow.

The Jiang family is in full swing, and it is indispensable to target in the shadows, all because the two brothers were too dazzling, and the most tragic assassination, the most deadly sword that stabbed Jiang Zihong, came from his brother - Jiang Ziqi.

Life may be so bloody, and the person who blocked the sword for Jiang Zihong is precisely the woman that the brothers love most in their lives, she is the cause of the matter and the result of the matter.

If it weren't for Jiang Baizhan, the head of the Jiang family, who had come to his rescue that night, the two brothers would have died long ago. And those who are rescued are worse than dead.

Jiang Ziqi couldn't bear the great suffering, on the basis of going mad, he completely lost his mind, Jiang Baizhan at the cost of actually reaching the threshold of quasi-immortal venerable cultivation that year, and stripped Jiang Ziqi's soul into three by means of heaven and earth. And all the stories in it are only remembered by Jiang Ziqi, who is too forgetful.

Jiang Baizhan passed the Jiang family's treasure ink hammer to Jiang Zihong, but faintly told Jiang Zihong that he didn't see Hu Wan when he arrived, but he just felt a trace of the nine-tailed fox passing by, and he thought that Hu Wan was a member of the fox clan, and maybe he was rescued.

After Jiang Zihong interrupted Jiang Bairen's hands and feet, smashed his true pill, and dispersed his blood, he fled to Zhongmad Prefecture, and there was no Jiang Zihong, only Hong Jiang, who was constantly looking for his wife.

Since then, the Jiang family has been in a slump, Jiang Ziqi's sword path in this life can no longer cross the bottom of his heart, Jiang Bairen thought that he was broken by his third brother because he did a lot of bad things in the past, and since then he has been resentful. And Jiang Zenglang just thinks that he is the son of Jiang Bairen.

But in fact, the Jiang family has no successor since the brothers turned against each other under the dark multi-party interference.

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Jiang Bairen sighed, there is no Jiang Bairen today, only Jiang Ziqi remains. Stretching out his left hand and leaning on Jiang Zenglang's shoulder, Jiang Bairen's whole person suddenly turned into ashes, and drifted away with the cool breeze after the rain, leaving only two fairy swords standing in the air.

Jiang Zenglang slowly stood up, flicked his sleeves back and sent Song Yuhua and Caiyan directly to the entrance of the mixed forest, and then said: "Just wait for me here, if you can hang that kid's life, you can hang it for the time being." ”

And all this, Hong Jiang didn't stop it, just kept wiping the ink hammer with his palm.

"Long time no see, second brother. Jiang Zenglang looked at Hong Jiangdao, but in those eyes, there was pain, vicissitudes, and a sense of relief.

The mistake of the year, there is no chance to take a step back, today the two of them, one of them will die here, and they can be buried in the chaos with Wan'er, yes, since the moment they saw Xiao Jiu, they knew the outcome of the accident that year.

The same eyebrows and eyes, the same purity and flawlessness, and the form of the heroic spirit are all telling them that Hu Wan chose to use her life's work at the last moment to retain the soul of the unborn Xiao Jiu, and let her be reincarnated as a flawless spirit in her heart through heaven and earth, and all this is difficult for ordinary people to do, and she has succeeded, and she doesn't need to think much to know that the beautiful woman who was a country and a city back then has long been wiped out.

After all, if there is a glimmer of hope, who wants to let their children live like this?

Hong Jiang also gently stretched out his hand to push Xiao Jiu and Tang Li back, to avoid waiting for the war to affect the two, although Tang Li didn't hurt him or not, Hong Jiang didn't care, but Xiao Jiu still had to care, even if he knew the man opposite, he wouldn't hurt Xiao Jiu at all.

Xiao Jiu saw himself and Tang Lifu drifting towards the wooden house with Tang Li, and shouted with some concern: "Chirp!"

Hong Jiang is full of black lines every time he hears Xiao Jiu like this, I really don't know which bird demon adopted Xiao Jiu in the first place, why teach her pronunciation like this, I don't understand it at all, I just guess by myself.

I guess I was worried about myself, Hong Jiang said gently: "Don't worry, I'll be fine." ”

Xiao Jiu listened to the small mouth opened slightly, thinking that he wanted to tell the old man that Piao Piao Piao was so interesting and wanted to do it again, where is this answer?

Jiang Zenglang quietly watched Hong Jiang push the little chirps to the wooden house, looked at Xiao Jiu's appearance, and smiled gently, her daughter is really cute, as for the fact that Xiao Jiu's father is Hong Jiang, it is estimated that Jiang Zenglang automatically chose to forget.

There are only two people left in the woodland: Jiang Zenglang, who is the second of Jiang Ziqi's three souls, and Hong Jiang, who no longer uses the name of Jiang Zihong.

There are many stories in the story, but there must always be a day at the end, no joy is seen, no sorrow is heard, there is no flute, and the song is over.

Jiang Zenglang spread out his hands, and the tips of the two swords of the prison and Longxing were aimed at Hong Jiang, Hong Jiang just looked at the two swords quietly, but the strength of the hand holding the ink hammer continued to intensify, as Hong Jiang pinched the handle of the hammer intensified, the black mang from the side of the hammer head continued to spread, and with the continuous extension of the black mang, Hong Jiang's hand tendons burst out, and a heavy breath of silence spread from the black mang.

The Jiang family's treasure ink hammer is originally a sword, a sword as heavy as a mountain - the name of the sword is not ink.

At this moment, far away in the secret room of the Jiang family in the Middle Madness Prefecture, the seven-star lamp is swaying in the wind, fluctuating, as if the oil lamp is about to run out, and the person sitting in the center is the person from the authorities who have clearly remembered the events of the year for a hundred years - Snow Sideburns and Frost Beard, Jiang Ziqi.

It's just that between the eyebrows, there is still a residual unruly meaning like Jiang Zenglang's inhibition, except for the sword that was stabbed back then, Jiang Ziqi has never made any other mistakes in his life, but there are some things, and if he is wrong, it will be difficult to return it in his life.

Jiang Ziqi closed his eyes, and Jiang Zenglang, who was far away in the mixed forest, also closed his eyes.

The third fairy sword surrounded Jiang Ziqi, and he screamed in a low voice, I don't know if it was for the person in this room, or for the person who created it back then.

Taking a deep breath, Jiang Ziqi opened his eyes at the same time Jiang Zenglang also opened his eyes, Jiang Ziqi at this time, the sword heart was finally clear, he just wanted to hand out a sword, and compare who is better than him and Hong Jiang.

Jiang Zenglang raised his right hand backwards to make a false grip, and the double swords slowly moved backwards with the movement of his right hand.

The beautiful scenery of the passing year is not enough to get drunk, and the cup is waiting for the beautiful woman. The sword on the side of the railing is empty and sad, and the heaven and earth are sent to the city with a sword.

Jiang Zenglang shouted: "Zihong, take me a sword - Allure." ”

Heaven and earth are silent, black and white in an instant.

At this moment, the black mangs of the ink hammer were as wide as the prison sword, Hong Jiang had to use both hands to drag the sword body forward, Hong Jiang stepped forward, dragged the ink hammer sword towards Jiang Zenglang's sword, and shouted in his mouth: "Heaven and earth have no her!

Black and white intersect, everything is silent, time seems to stand still, Jiang Zenglang's thorn of selflessness, Hong Jiang's sad meaning, all stopped, it seemed so slow, so slow.

At this time, only a yellowing leaf that was affected by the sword intent of the two of them floated from the tree, turned around, rolled up several circles, and slowly fell into the water, like a heavy hammer beating a drum, deafening!

After the sword, the rain that had fallen before evaporated completely, with the two of them as the center, presenting a huge pit, where there is no grass.

The sound of the sword shook the sleeping Tang Li, who spurted out a mouthful of blood, and woke up with a painful expression, and Xiao Jiu seemed to be deliberately protected by the two of them, and there was nothing.

Jiang Zenglang grinned, looking very happy, but that mouth was bleeding non-stop, dyed red, "Or I'm a little more powerful than you." ”

Hong Jiang, who lost this sword, was a little annoyed, and was hit by that sword so that his teeth grinned in pain.

Yes, that sword, Jiang Zenglang finally collected the sword, but Hong Jiang's sword couldn't be contained.

Jiang Zeng Lang died, Hong Jiang lived.

When it comes to swordsmanship, Jiang Zenglang, that is, Jiang Ziqi, is still a little bit higher.

Hong Jiang rubbed his chest and said fiercely: "Hu Wan is my wife!"

"You can't beat me. ”

"Hu Wan is my wife!"

"I'm more learned than you. ”

"Hu Wan is my wife!"

"I'm your big brother. ”

"Hu Wan is my wife!"

"Can you not mention Wan'er?"

"Xiao Jiu is my daughter!"

Jiang Zenglang looked helpless, why did Wan'er choose this rogue brother in the first place? Also, if you lose her, what if you win the world?

He never thought of killing his younger brother, it was the pain of his life that he went mad at the beginning, and he couldn't forgive it, only to die.

Jiang Zenglang sighed: "Hey." ”

"Huh?"

"Take Xiao Jiu home to inherit the position of the sect master, my soul can last for two years. ”

"Got it, got it, get out of here. Hong Jiang still rubbed his chest vigorously, the two of them had a sword for life, and the loser had already lost his life.

"I'm sorry. ”

"Okay, I know, but I don't forgive. ”

Jiang Zenglang smiled, closed his eyes, and fell to the ground in response, his sword qi exploded and disappeared. The two swords roared to the sky, Lang Lang's sword roared from the sky, and the cry of the sky was also the emperor.

Hong Jiang let go of the ink hammer, took out the wine jug from his waist, and slowly drank a sip of spicy wine, and the rest of the wine was slowly poured on the ground.

On this trip, except for Jiang Zenglang and Song Yuhua, who don't know the real purpose, the real Jiang Ziqi is just to die.

If it weren't for his father kneeling in front of the two of them, if it weren't for the forces behind the Jiang family's calculations, maybe Jiang Ziqi would have died a long time ago.

And Jiang Zihong has only lived in revenge since the moment Hu Wan disappeared.

Jiang Ziqi carried the honor and disgrace of the Jiang family for a hundred years, and only asked for a sword for a sword back then, and it was Jiang Ziqi's greatest wish to die in the hands of her man.

But you and I both know that.

Even if it's death.

Nor can she be recovered.

The beautiful woman, her eyebrows and eyes are crooked.

That beautiful woman is as gentle as a bay.

That beautiful woman is extraordinary.

That beautiful woman, her name is Hu Wan!

She cries, she laughs, she is gentle.

He thought, he thought, she vanished.