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Liu Qianqian has been a little restless recently.

Her instincts have always been accurate, and the dreams she has made have also turned into reality.

In that dream, there was a dark shadow, holding a three-foot green blade, and took the lives of her parents.

The sword-wielder in the dream is Mo Jun.

For this reason, Liu Qianqian swore an oath to kill Mojun.

There are many people in this world who have sworn an oath.

The strong restrain themselves in this way, the weak take advantage of it, and the mediocre are trapped by it.

The reason is that there is no escape from a love affair.

This situation can be greed or anger;

It can be stupidity or hate.

When hatred is deep, this feeling is hatred;

When hatred is in trouble, this affection is love.

Some people are ruthless by nature, empty-eyed, and cold-eyed to red dust;

There are also people who are born amorous, cocooned and entangled.

But since ancient times, ruthlessness has always been tired of affection, and affection is ruthless injury.

Just because whether it is ruthless or amorous, there is always a love word in it, as if there is a providence in the dark to form a cause and effect, the relationship is at both ends, cutting constantly, and the reason is chaotic.

Liu Qianqian is such a person.

She was the eldest lady of the Tianxin Sect, and her father, Liu Wanli, was a Taiji powerhouse on the same level as the founding monarch of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Wei Shengtong, at that time, and her family, the Tianxin Sect, was a sect that could overshadow the entire Four Seas Alliance by herself.

Liu Qianqian was born in such an environment, and since she was a child, she has been a deep lady who has been loved by thousands of people. She is cared for by her elders and admired by her subordinates, and her treatment is almost the same as that of a princess of a country.

And she is also more free and freewheeling than the princess.

Liu Qianqian urinated and longed for those chivalrous and tender stories, and disdained the entanglement of grievances and swords on the rivers and lakes, so she would also fantasize about herself like a young girl.

Thinking about it day and night, thinking about it at night, thinking about it, and finally becoming a prophecy.

It's just the story that happened to her, but it is not the love of the child, but the family hatred that hangs in the balance of life and death.

Liu Qianqian fled to Yangzhou, and all thoughts were lost.

But at that time, a man appeared in front of her.

It was a thin man, extremely handsome, with a smile on his face that was always as warm as a spring breeze, refreshing, and he was always dressed in white, as pink as snow.

It's like a beautiful poetry painting, just a glimpse, but it has been unforgettable.

He would spit out more heroic words than anyone else with a face that was softer than a girl, and he would try to amuse her when she was in a low mood, and he would run away in a hurry when she was teased.

It's like a cute teenager, with an innocent girl.

And he also gave her a story.

It's a story of a hero saving beauty, and although it's cliché, it's still so beautiful and so emotional.

That is the story in Liu Qianqian's heart.

But at the end of this story, he is laughing at her innocence and trampling on her ignorance.

That man is not a cute young fox, but a ruthless general Mo Jun.

The dream in Liu Qianqian's heart was shattered;

The dream in front of me, woke up.

So, she made an oath.

This vow was the obsessive grudge she had ever disdained, and at that moment, like her falling green silk, finally drew a line with her innocence.

But that is the oath of the mediocre.

Even though she has experienced the experience of nine deaths and a lifetime, tasted the fishy raw fish, and even wielded a knife to take a step that she has never walked and never dared to take. But after that, she couldn't help herself.

But that's what happened in this world.

The words spoken are like the water that has been spilled out, which is already covered with water and cannot be recovered, and now the way out is no longer able to turn back.

Only dreams are never extinguished.

The wind whistled by.

The small tent with candles on the other side was lifted into a corner, and Liu Qianqian's soft body sitting at the door of the tent with her back to her back suddenly trembled, and then became extremely stiff.

An icy blade crossed her neck.

Liu Qianqian opened her mouth gently, her voice was like a gossamer, trembling slightly: "You're here?"

The man sneered and said, "You know that I will come, which means that you can't get out of it." ”

Liu Qianqian sneered when she learned this person's tone, and sneered: "With the ability of a general, it is difficult to hide anything from you." ”

With that, she raised her hand and slowly removed the hood from her robe, revealing her short shoulder-length black hair.

Mo Jun stared at her back, looking at the severed green silk, his eyes were dull, and he lost his mind for a while.

Then he said abruptly: "Seeing you again reminds me of what the eldest lady once said to me. ”

Liu Qianqian's face was pale, she bit her dry lip, and said with a miserable smile: "Dare to ask the general, do you think of the sentence 'Is it okay to accompany me to Jiangnan to see the red medicine', or the sentence ......?"

"In this life and this life, swear to kill Mojun?"

Mo Jun's eyes lowered gloomily, and he didn't answer, but slowly took back the snow treading sword in his hand.

Feeling the cold chill fade, Liu Qianqian trembled again, but she still didn't look back at him.

"I once had a look at the entire Tianxin Sect at the top of the peak, and I even painted a picture for it. Mo Jun put away his sword and returned it to its sheath, sat down cross-legged, and lay it on his knees, then laughed self-deprecatingly, and said slowly: "Fortunately, my memory is not bad, and it won't take a few days to basically figure out the terrain of this cliff peak." ”

Liu Qianqian laughed self-deprecatingly in his tone again: "If I knew that day that you drew a topographic map that revealed the defense of my Tianxin Sect, then I would definitely expose you to the second uncle." ”

Mo Jun was noncommittal, and continued to say to himself: "It took me a few days to get acquainted with this place again, and then I used some means to find out who this girl wrapped in a robe is. To be honest, at first, I was shocked, it turned out that you were still alive, Miss. ”

Liu Qianqian turned her back to Mo Jun, she couldn't see his expression, but when she listened to him, her tone was extremely flat, as if she was telling something that had nothing to do with her.

"After that, I felt very glad that you were still alive, Miss. ”

Liu Qianqian's eyes were full of sorrow, and she smiled bleakly: "Are you glad for your only remaining conscience?"

Mo Jun sighed and said, "At that time, each was his own master, you and I had different positions, and I never felt that I had done anything wrong. Of course, it is also a matter of course that you have resentment and hatred in your heart. ”

"That's all you want to say? Deception, is it also a matter of course?" Liu Qianqian was almost desperate, but she still tried to make a final struggle.

And this struggle was in vain.

I only heard the man behind him say as if he was serious: "Innocent, it has always been played by people, it has always been deceitful, treacherous, and ruthless." ”

"You, don't fit here. ”

"If you want to kill me, you can't do it yourself. ”

"That's all I say, and I hope the eldest lady will do it herself. ”

The cold blade of the sword on his neck faded, but these words were like countless more piercing cold rays that pierced Liu Qianqian's heart, piercing her heart.

Then it rained and fell silently.

And Mo Jun raised his head slightly at that time and closed his eyes gently, as if he was feeling something.

Then he spoke again, "Now, it's your turn to be honest with me. ”

Liu Qianqian's thin body suddenly began to tremble uncontrollably.

"Ye Wenliu is dead, do you know?"

Liu Qianqian was silent for a long time before she replied softly, "I know." ”

"Something to do with you?"

"Hmm. ”

"You did it?"

There was another longer silence, Liu Qianqian's pale lips slowly opened, she took a deep breath, and then nodded "um" as if she had made up her mind.

"Did you do that?" the nice voice behind him suddenly raised its volume, and asked again as if in disbelief.

"Yes, I killed it. Liu Qianqian did not hesitate at all this time, let alone the slightest fear, and replied firmly.

If someone wants an answer, give him an answer, and this is their own honesty.

The man behind him seemed to have known the answer for a long time, and he didn't see the slightest wave.

"Why did you kill him? I don't remember any vendetta you had against him. ”

Liu Qianqian said coldly: "I don't remember any grudges you had with your second uncle and Tianxin Sect. ”

Then there was a long dead silence.

Mo Jun lowered his head and was speechless for a while, and finally he sighed softly and said calmly, "Let's clear the two." ”

Liu Qianqian stood up with a "Teng" voice, with a crying voice in her voice, and asked loudly: "Why! He is just a Ye Wenliu, why! Why is it that the second uncle and the Heavenly Heart Sect are more important in my heart!"

"He's my friend. "And Mo Jun is as calm as Fang Cai.

"Friend?" Liu Qianqian looked up to the sky and laughed, and her laughter was full of inexhaustible sadness.

She still remembered that night when the danger was repeated, Ye Wenliu led people to chase and block, and they desperately fled, and finally turned the danger into a disaster under the reversal of the man in white.

What seemed to her to be such a heart-wrenching story is now so sad that it is not worth mentioning.

I thought it was a plot of heroes saving beauty, but now it seems that it is just a trick played by someone between applause, which is so ridiculous and embarrassing.

And the enemies of that time became friends;

What was I at that time?

"He's a friend?"

Liu Qianqian turned around sadly and angrily.

Only then did Mo Jun see clearly that the face that had already been pear blossoms with rain, and the autumn water that had already burst the embankment.

"Then what am I!" Liu Qianqian stared at Mo Jun with her reddened apricot eyes. When the handsome face in this dream appeared clearly in front of her eyes again, the emotion that she had hidden in her heart could no longer be suppressed.

If love is at the beginning, there is no joy or sorrow;

If the love is long, it has become a disease.

Mo Jun had a clear conscience, but he didn't dare to look directly at her gaze at that time, and hurriedly turned his face away.

"I can't count the debt. ”

"Very good!" Liu Qianqian's teeth bit through her white and dry lips, and a touch of bewitching scarlet slid down, with a poignant face, there was an endless stunning charm.

"Whoever kills, pays for his life!"

Her short dagger hidden in her sleeve came out of its sheath angrily, and that dazzling cold light was no match for the sun and the moon.

"If you owe a debt, pay your debts!"

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