Xuan Cang died, died in this snowy night.

Like his wife, who loved all his life, he died under the greedy wolf's sword.

A black meteoric iron sword, the sword name is greedy wolf.

Passing through his chest, the cold and treacherous sword qi poured into Xuan Cang's body wantonly.

Xuan Cang died laughing, and he remembered his wife for no reason.

The woman who accompanied herself out of half her life, but let herself hate half her life.

It seems that that day was also such a snowy night.

The stupid woman who used to think that she didn't even dare to kill a chicken would be so resolute and laugh and crash into the sword that was taken away by herself.

Now, even when she died, she still hadn't figured out whether she loved her more or hated her.

But don't think about it now.

Anyway, after closing these eyes, it will take a long time to walk on Huangquan Road.

Since it's going to take so long, it's just the right time to think about it.

Kyushu talks about falling leaves and returning to their roots, but now that even the Xuan Corpse Sect no longer exists, where is there any root to speak of.

Lost dogs, what nostalgia is there?

But fortunately, the little bastard of the Jiang family said that he would choose a higher mountain in Beiliang for himself as a grave.

Life and death look at the hometown, and there is also a thought.

I'm not afraid that the boy will break his promise.

No matter how you say it, Jiang Xiaoman is still surnamed Jiang!

Everyone in the world knows that the man of the Jiang family is Shura.

Shura Yinuo, when on duty a promise of a thousand gold.

This is a good deal, and it's worth it!

At least, it won't be as worried as in the past, if one day it is really a foreign land, there will not even be a person to collect the body.

This kid has a pure appearance, but he has an indescribable ruffian aura on his body.

Like those lazy gangsters, this ruffian is more than chivalrous after all.

It's just this kind of young man who makes the great elders of the Xuan Corpse Sect who used to be ruthless in the world the most.

In the past, when the Xuan Corpse Sect was at its peak, it always liked those juniors who had good qualifications and minds.

There is no other reason, Xuancang himself when he was young, this is the case.

Later, the sect was destroyed and wandered into the rivers and lakes, and became a lost dog, only to suddenly feel that those lazy gangsters were more friendly and down-to-earth!

In Jiang Xiaoman, there is a bit of déjà vu, like another teenager.

Especially, when you laugh, it's even more like it.

Both of them are like this, seemingly amiable and pure.

In his bones, there is such a touch of ruffianism.

It's a pity that compared to Jiang Xiaoman, the child who was once on the edge of the Xuan Corpse Sect didn't have such good luck after all, and along with the Xuan Corpse Sect, he became a piece of loess.

To this day, I often dream in my dreams, and I can still dream of that day, the child fell in front of him covered in blood, laughing at himself, and he said, 'Ancestor, run away!'

Perhaps, it is precisely because of this.

At the beginning, when facing the young man of the Jiang family, he was finally ruthless to take his soul.

Otherwise, the realm of the corpse king can overwhelm the god king.

What kind of cultivation is Jiang Xiaoman?

A little ghost who has never even been born in the genital, let you be as cunning as a fox.

For Xuan Cang, it's not just a matter of getting caught.

When he finally made up his mind, he had no chance.

Or rather, there was no chance.

Consciousness gradually becomes blurred, and life fades away.

Xuan Cang smiled lightly at the complicated-looking iron shopkeeper, and his lips opened and closed as if he had said something.

It's just that before he could finish speaking, he had already lost his strength.

A large gulp of silver blood overflowed from Xuancang's mouth.

Like a puddle of mud, it slipped from the edge of the sword.

"Poof" slammed down on the floor.

The fat shopkeeper surnamed Tie's hands trembled slightly, and he couldn't even hold the sword in his hand anymore.

The iron shopkeeper looked at the flesh and blood in front of him, stood for a long time, and finally spit out two words with difficulty, "Father-in-law!"

Luo Shen knew the cause and effect, and hugged the little girl's shoulders and sighed softly.

Tonight, there were many big names in Beiliang City in the Moon Tower.

It's not just the Dugu family, the supreme characters of Beiliang Kendo are all here.

Even if he already knew the root of the behemoth sect behind Mochizuki Tower, he still couldn't hide his shock.

How could this former Great Elder of the Xuan Corpse Sect be the righteous father of the Greedy Wolf Star Monarch in this world?

Even Dugu Ji was a little confused.

The so-called death of a person is like a lamp going out, even if Beiliang Dugu protects his shortcomings, he will not be unhappy with a dead person.

At this moment, the blood curtain in the house has not completely dispersed.

The array flag has not been withdrawn, and the Yin Refining Blood Array is still impregnable.

It's just that the person who is in charge of the battle now is replaced by the young man of the Jiang family.

"This old guy is dead, why hasn't Jiang Xiaoworm come out yet!" Ji Xiaoyue leaned her head on her master's arms, staring at the thin blood curtain like mist, and muttered quietly.

Xuan Cangfang was about to smoke the soul of Jiang Xiaoworm, and Ji Xiaoyue naturally would not have the slightest good impression.

Now that she knew that Jiang Xiaoworm was safe and sound, the little girl also put her mind at ease and stared at the every move of the young man in the house, her big eyes flickering, and her spirit was flying.

Right now, what's going on in the house, I'm afraid only the little girl can see it clearly.

At this moment, Ji Xiaoyue's big eyes that were as clear as a lake, and there was a golden patch in the depths of her eyes, with five-colored divine glows alternating, like a dream.

The Ji family has heavy pupils, which can contain the sun, moon and stars, and can break through all the charms in the world.

"This rivers and lakes, no matter how you once had a peerless demeanor, you are not a celestial, after all, you are just a passerby. Dugu Ji withdrew the long sword in his hand and sighed.

The rivers and lakes of more than 100 years ago are the rivers and lakes of their generation.

The 'Hidden Dragon List' of that life, the name of Xuancang, can shake Kyushu.

It's a pity that this big man with supreme demeanor in the past couldn't escape the sadness of the destruction of the sect and the death of the people in the end.

Dugu Ji stepped forward and walked very lightly.

This old man, who was no longer as high-spirited as he was when he was young, leaned down, knelt on one knee on the ground, took off his sword robe, covered the body of Xuan Cang, and said in a low voice: "Brother Xuan, go all the way! After today, the Xuan corpse is in the same vein as I am Beiliang Dugu, and all the grudges have disappeared since then." ”

After that, he got up, took the wine jug handed by the sword attendant beside him, lifted the lid and splashed it on the ground.

The wine is turbid wine, and the green ants are new.

However, a few pennies of copper plate can be replaced with a large pot, but it is Duguji's favorite.

A pot of wine can hold three, two or three, and it has a rich aroma when splashed on the ground.

Spirits can enter the throat, booze can forget worries, and it is the most suitable for sacrificing the deceased.

"If there is reincarnation, in the next life, don't step into the path of cultivation again, let alone step into this river and lake again!" Dugu Ji's white hair was scattered over his shoulders, and he raised the wine jug in his hand and threw the remaining half of the pot up.

His voice was very soft, as if he was talking to Xuancang, and it seemed to be speaking to himself.

Even after entering this river and lake, no one can escape this river and lake.

The rivers and lakes are dead, and it is probably the best destination.

"It's old after all......" retracted his thoughts, Dugu Ji laughed at himself and whispered to himself.

Only those who are older will have such a sigh.

Time has worn away the sharpness of the green shirt and iron sword when he was young, and carved a trace of twilight on the old man who was above the tens of thousands of people in the north.

He turned his head and glanced at the bloody curtain, but he didn't stop for much, and he didn't leave a word behind.

Dugu Ji was silent, and walked out of the building with his sword in his hand.

Many of the big figures of the Beiliang Sword Sect behind him also left with Dugu Ji, silently following, speechless all the way.

In the Moon Tower, the sword qi disappeared.

The silence is inexplicable, a little more sad.

In such a snowy night, Xuan Cang, the great elder of the Xuan Corpse Sect, who was brilliant and half-down, died in Beiliang.

Xiao Ying clenched the long sword that was as red as fire at her waist, her face was pale, and she bit her lip lightly.

Zhongyu Yao, these four words, like a mountain, pressed on her, pressing her breathlessly.

This is probably the most powerless thing in the world.

knew that there was a deep feud in the sea of blood, but he was powerless to take revenge.

Whether you are a family through the ages, or a prosperous sect.

In front of a domain dynasty, they are all too small as sand.

This is the case with the Xuan Corpse Sect, and the same is true for the Xiao family.

Before he died, Mo Yu said that this hatred is poison, the most poisonous poison in the world, which can hurt others for three points and hurt oneself for seven points.

There is a Taoist who is about to die, and his words are also good.

Xiao Ying knew that what Granny Mo said was really for herself, and hoped that she could live carefree as before.

But when you really know what you are carrying, it is so easy to say let go.

There are seven emotions and six desires in the world, but love and hatred are the most difficult to eliminate.

It has been like this since ancient times, and it can be remembered for thousands of years.

What's more, even if Xiao Ying really did what Mo Yu wished, she really let go of her hatred, and she would not return to the Central Domain in this life.

Because, she knows where the dragon ball is.

She may not have known it in the past, but when she got the Chixiao Sword on the bank of the Lechuan River that day, she knew the whereabouts of the Dragon Balls.

In my heart, I even knew that in that Dragon Ball, there was a shocking secret that was enough to subvert a domain.

Although the Dragon Ball is rare and difficult to find in Kyushu, it is not enough to pour the power of the Supreme Clan of a domain to find it at any cost.

The Yao family is afraid that the secret has long been known.

Thinking about it, even if he can really let go of his hatred, I am afraid that he will not be able to escape the pursuit of the Yao family.

If you really wait until then, even if Jiang Gongzi's identity is extraordinary, I am afraid that I will not be able to protect myself.

Jiang Xiaoman is the Vermilion Bird of the Jiang family in the Southern Regions, yes, but he is not the Holy Emperor of Great Xia in the Southern Regions after all.

Looking at Xuancang's corpse on the ground in a daze, Xiao Ying's knuckles holding the Chixiao Sword turned white.

There was a shudder for no reason, she was afraid that one day she would be like a Xuancang, swallowed by hatred, and then slowly die in despair.

"Xiao girl, I see the fear in your heart. ”

A voice sounded in Xiao Ying's head, and only she could hear it.

The voice was tactful and pleasant, but it had a cold taste.

"But I ......"

"You don't have to hide it, you and I are now one, and I can empathize with all your emotions. ”

Xiao Ying opened her mouth, and just as she wanted to argue, she was interrupted again by the voice.

"Since you are the sword master of this world for me, you don't have to worry. In this world, in this Kyushu, no one can be an enemy of my Chixiao. Even if it's a domain supreme, it can't either!"

"It was so in the past, and it is so now!"

The voice paused slightly, then sounded again.

"yes, I see!"

Xiao Ying nodded, and then said softly.

Ji Xiaoyue turned her head, stared at Xiao Ying's face with some confusion, blinked her big eyes and said curiously: "Sister Xiao, what do you know?"

The girl's eyes with the surname Xiao flashed with a hint of panic, and she covered it up well, shaking her hand and chuckling: "No...... It's nothing, I'm just thinking that since Xuancang is dead, why can't Jiang Gongzi come out?"

The little girl giggled, shook her head, and said, "Oh, Jiang Xiaoworm! He's fine, he's sitting at the table in a daze!"

Luo Shen couldn't help but be curious, stared at his apprentice, and asked, "Little Moon, how do you know?"

Not only Luoshen, but Miss Xiao also felt a little incredible.

Although the blood curtain is thin, even if it is as powerful as Duguji, it cannot be broken.

From the outside, it seems that a blood-colored mist is covered in front of you, hazy and hazy, making it difficult to see.

At this moment, in the Moon Tower, it is Ji Xiaoyue who has the worst cultivation.

But Ji Xiaoyue, this Nizi, said it clearly, and it didn't seem like she was lying at all.

Besides, the little girl herself is not a liar.

"Huh, can't you see it?" Ji Xiaoyue scratched her head, blinked her big eyes, very innocent, and pointed to the bloody curtain and said suspiciously.

"Ahh

Suddenly, the little girl's eyes lit up, and her spirit was flying.

Unable to be reserved, Ji Xiaoyue broke free from her master's arms and ran forward, pounced on the young man who slowly walked out of the blood mist.

Holding the somewhat thin shoulders, Jiang Xiaoman couldn't help but rub the little girl's fluffy little head leaning on his arms, smiled, and said softly: "I'm sorry for worrying you!"

His eyes fell on the cold corpse not far away, Jiang Xiaoman's eyes darkened, and he sighed for no reason.

Xuan Cang's death is naturally part of the transaction between the two.

As for what exactly is the sale.

In this world, I'm afraid that only I know about it!