After that trip to the stars, a memory came to my mind, a memory of my death. The time, place, characters, dialogue, plot, and pain are all clear.

Li Jue is dead, the girl is lying to him, and letting him go over to find her is a trap, it must be like this, it must be like this... It must be like this! I'm going to kill her, I'm going to kill her! And Xige, I want you to destroy the door!

But I'm a mortal, I can't do it! Sect Master he can do it, they can do it......

I trembled and walked out of the Immortal Cave, in that memory, the sect master and I confronted each other, and Elder Ye watched from the side, holding Elder Hu's corpse in his hand - they seemed to be taking something from me, then I would give it to them, but let them kill all the people who killed Li Jie!

I walked all the way to the front of the Zongmen Mansion.

A sword flew at incredible speed, severing both of my calves.

My upper body fell to the ground, my eyes staring in horror at my legs that were separated from my body. "Uh-a

I clutched my bloody thighs in my hands, wailing in pain from the severed limbs. The owner of the sword was a new disciple of the sect, and he was walking nearby just now, and for some reason his saber suddenly broke away from the scabbard and flew away at a speed that he couldn't catch up. When he arrived here, he saw me wailing, so he panicked and took out an apricot branch to send it to the apricot grove, and then immediately rushed over to stop the bleeding for me with spiritual power.

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In the Sect Master's Mansion, a man with a mole on his eyebrows was wearing a black robe, holding a cigarette left over from his ancestors in his mouth, lying on a chair with Erlang's legs crossed, listening to the wailing downstairs, and looking at the sky outside the window. So far, he has experienced many escapes from death, and he has seen countless lives and deaths, and he knows the weight of life.

So what he hates most is people who voluntarily give up their lives.

"Your life can't be used as a bargaining chip, and you can't decide. The man said to himself, "I'll take your legs." "*** got up and lifted the long sword hanging on the wall. The long sword with a black handle and a black sheath has accompanied him in the war for more than 300 years, and men have never used it to kill unknown people.

This time, I want to kill the leader of the No. 1 Killer Organization, Xi Pavilion, and the weight is very heavy, so I won't insult this sword.

Walking to the window, the man said softly: "After all, the junior who admired it died, and I was also very angry...... After speaking, the man flew out of the window, and then burst out all his spiritual power, and shot away to the west.

First go to the desert to find Shui Qinzong to ask for an explanation, collect information about the girl, and analyze whether she participated in the formulation of this siege......

Destroy the Creek Pavilion again!

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The medical practitioners in Xinglin are performing a severed limb on me. In the drowsiness, I heard a loud bang coming from above, and a sonic boom that followed farther and farther away......

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Today, I packed up my things in the house.

I have already given the large map to Elder Hu, and marked a few places 108,000 miles away from the northern land, and he said that these places had a different appearance 30,000 years ago, and maybe there will be heavenly and earthly treasures to be bred in them, and they will be obtained sooner. Elder Hu was so smiling that the wrinkles on his face were squeezed together, and said that Brother Gao was really righteous, I said politely, and he said that he wanted to take me with him and let me see the outside world, I said no, no.

According to that memory, he would die if he stayed here.

I picked up the wooden board that had been placed in the doorway, and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood with pieces of minced flesh in my mouth—probably the punishment of the Heavenly Dao for changing part of my results.

Everything was ready, I changed into the homespun clothes I wore when I first woke up, this is my hometown thought, this is the only one in the world.

I took the wine and tea and went to look for the Golden Horn, who was in the office at the time, and was a little surprised to see me coming, "We haven't seen each other in a long time," he said. He let me into the office. There are a lot of people here, and Golden Horn is one of them. I handed the tea to Golden Horn, who smiled and took the cup......

I couldn't help but be in a trance.

I went to my friends again and again, drinking tea when I had something to do, and drinking when I had nothing to do.

One of the girls held a teacup in both hands, and without drinking, she looked at me quietly.

"Where are you leaving?" the girl asked.

"Go to the desert in the west to plant trees, go to the east to reclaim the coast, go to the northeast to dig up the mountains, and go to the northwest grasslands to raise geese. "

"You ......" The girl didn't know what to say, the friendship between the two sides had faded over the years, and she just asked a question out of the sensitivity of the girl.

The man sitting opposite him, who was as young as he was, had grown some gray hair before he knew it.

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I took the plank and knocked on it, and the people in the house heard the voice and came out to greet me, it was Chang Le, the owner of the sword that cut off my legs. "You're here, I'm ......" he lowered his head as he spoke, and apologized for what happened that day, after all, he had just joined the sect and his sword had hit his predecessors hard, and he was still a child, so it was normal to blame himself. I comforted and quipped him: "Don't be upset, if it wasn't for your quick reaction at that time, I, a 'rookie senior', would have died of excessive blood loss." "Don't say that, senior......"

This junior, who attaches great importance to etiquette, naturally makes people feel good. I lifted the flask in my hand and asked, "Do you know how to drink?" "I haven't drunk it..."Chang Le scratched his head.

Xige was destroyed, and the sect master personally examined the girl and finally ruled her innocent, but the family behind her was cut in half, and those people participated in the attack and killing plan.

According to the accounts of witnesses who saw the sect leader attack the assassin organization, Tianjilou reassessed him as the third in the combat power of cultivators in this continent, and he had only been cultivating for four hundred years, and the fourth had been cultivating for more than eight hundred years. He should have wanted to use this purge to warn the world: "If you kill a disciple of my sect for no reason, I will destroy you." "Otherwise, how could there be witnesses left.

Leaving Changle's house, it was already dark. I walked drunken on the way to the ice cave, where the story began and where it should have ended. I used to look at the sky, and suddenly I felt a little drowsy.

In the dimly lit ice cave, I sat cross-legged and looked up at the ice mirror above me, and the reflection in the ice mirror also looked up at me. I don't want to die, I know the preciousness of life.

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Footsteps sounded and got closer, and the ice cave slowly lit up, and the light refracted into the cave on the ice on the road to the cave. My breathing became uncontrollably rapid, and a person slowly appeared in my field of vision.

My pupils constricted violently.

His arms, with flame-like moirés.

"What the are you ......" I hunched over and forced the words out of my mouth.

"It's just a matter of putting things to good use. The visitor replied. "I thought you already knew, but it seems that there are also omissions in the results of the Heavenly Evolution level calculations. "

I tried to keep myself sane as best I could, but my body was still shaking with anger.

"What do you want? What can I, a mortal, give you? Memories from 30,000 years ago, how to freeze immortality, and how to connect with a certain being?"

"I'm not interested in any of that. In fact, I'm not interested in anything about you, I want you to die ....... ”

The Sect Master clapped his palms, and Elder Lin appeared here with a smile without surprise.

But he had a cane in his hand.

Looks like I really changed part of the ending.

"Let me talk about how vulgar it is, the sect master is really a 'hero', and he doesn't want to fall into a trace of prestige. Elder Lin shook his head with a smile and continued, "We need to let you die in place of the Sect Master. ”

Seeing that I didn't speak, he said again: "Do you want to die?" He smiled even brighter: "I don't want you to die to understand, trouble you sect master." The old man covered his eyes with his hands, as if he couldn't bear to look at the next scene.

I suddenly felt something different in my body......

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"Plop" sound.

The body of the master fell to the ground, and the man next to him with a bloodshot net between the fingertips of his right hand looked at the body that had just been removed from the spiritual veins by him with a somewhat complicated look. If this mortal does not die, he will always be in a situation where he is secretly worried about "that one", and his life will always be threatened.

The old man hurriedly flew over, held the "net" with both hands, and stroked it carefully, admiring its transparency with simple beauty.

"It's beautiful...... old man said with a look of intoxication. In the dim cavern, the spirit veins glowed with a faint blue light.

"This fairy vein seems to be a little special. The man looked at the much dimmed cloud on his arm and frowned, and said, "The fairy vein should not be able to suppress the divine body. Especially today, the stars have a special suppression of the fairy veins, and the active fairy veins that experience this astrology for the first time will be extremely docile, otherwise we wouldn't have waited until today. ”

The old man didn't say anything, on the one hand, his attention was attracted by the immortal spirit vein, and on the other hand, the man should be the most authoritative person in the world in this field - after all, he already had the immortal spirit vein, and now he had obtained the divinity that originally belonged to the fire god body with an unknown method.

The old man put away the fairy vein, and the cloud pattern on the man's arm shone again. The old man suddenly remembered that in order to make the master more stable, he asked Zhaodian to lie to him and say that he was a low-grade spiritual vein, and now he wanted to laugh a little when he thought about it, a rare genius in ten thousand years thought that he had no talent until he died.

"Congratulations, don't worry about it anymore. The old man clenched his fist at the man.

The man didn't say anything, he waved his hand at the old man. The old man knew what he was going to do, and he didn't stay too long, and went out of the hole.

"Somebody, is it freezing his existence?" the old man pondered what the master had just said as he hurried to the location of "that one".

There was a boom, coming from the direction of the ice cave. The old man turned his head to look at the ice cave, the surface of the ice cave was intact, but the old man knew that the inside of the ice cave and the surrounding hundreds of miles, and even some of the immortal veins underground, had been "cleaned" by the man, and then restored, in order to prevent accidents.

Without this prudence, the man would not be alive now.

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Immortal vein relics, the source of the far north.

A woman in a long aqua blue dress "watches" the man's every move.

"Do you want to be so violent and careful, brother? Am I relying on this immortal art?! Before leaving, I left a few formations to look at? Why are you afraid of that shrinking turtle? Just find a place to hide and cultivate for 1,800 years, isn't it hanging and beating it?" The woman had a headache, this human being was different from what she thought, too cautious, and too powerful, which made her spend a lot of effort and pay a price.

"Alas, I have done my best for you, and it would be too much if you did not accept my commission. The woman lowered her head and muttered as she looked at the slowly condensing aura in her palm.

The face formed by the condensation of spiritual light is the appearance of a master who has just "died".