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The City Lord of Wind and Snow Silver City, who was sitting on the ground, trembled violently in the depths of his soul.

The man who was supposed to die.

No, it was the man who had died, leaving something indelible in her void soul.

The heartstrings flutter.

There is a sentence that smashes into the heart lake.

"Master......"

"Is it true?"

......

......

The woman with a face as delicate as porcelain looked at the "big disciple" sitting in front of her at the moment, and her heart felt a pang, but she couldn't say anything.

At the end of the day, she's just a guest of this body.

The owner is dead.

It's a contradictory and absurd feeling.

Obviously, she doesn't care about the life or death of this sick man, and the relationship between the master and the disciple is, in her opinion, just a useless burden.

The feelings that arise between mortals are useless burdens.

But because of the original owner of this body, her heart angina erupted, back and forth, and it was difficult to calm down.

She could sense that the Silver City Lord was actually not as emotionless as Jiang Qingyi said.

Maybe he walked the ruthless avenue before picking up Li Changge, and after adopting Changge, this Northland City Lord felt infinite guilt and regret in his heart.

The woman's soul was in some irrepressible pain.

She thought of the scene she saw in the ghost gate, the man dressed in wind and snow, his cultivation was considered the top among all the grandmasters, but he never retreated, swept all the way forward, and moved forward.

He could have avoided being so hard-working.

He could have escaped.

He finally rushed to the depths of the Ghost Gate Dojo and died under the siege, so that he had the opportunity to steal the sky and change the day with the ether void, plunder this body, and re-enter the world.

The woman suddenly understood.

This man is begging for death.

Yes.

Such a beloved disciple, with thousands of twists and turns, fate playing, still pursues the path of the sword to benevolence and the path of great goodness.

If one day, he learns that his sad life is all from the hands of his master.

What kind of collapse will it be?

Even if she is in the ghost gate and is used to seeing the vicious and vicious woman, she can't bear to think about it at this moment, and she can't bear to look at it.

......

......

Fake.

It's all fake.

Grace is as heavy as a mountain is fake, and the grace of knowing is also false, and the love between master and apprentice is fake, so ...... Teaching, swords, and wine are all fake.

Li Changge's breathing was a little unsteady.

He coughed several times in a dull manner, each cough was as if he was going to cough out his heart, liver, and lungs, each one became more serious than the other, and in the end, this Yincheng disciple, who had already looked weak, fell to the ground again with half of his body, his hair was scattered, and tears were coughed up.

His fingertips pinched into his palms, and his knuckles turned pale from the force.

His coughing voice grew weaker and weaker.

Gasp.

The chest that finally heaved slowly returned to calm.

His Royal Highness was standing beside Li Changge, he shook his head, didn't say a word, just slightly tilted his head and looked at Jian Zongming.

The palace master of the Great Bright Palace nodded slightly, and His Royal Highness held the middle of the sword scabbard in his hand, and with a slight force, he inserted it into the ground so that Li Changge could access it at any time.

Li Changge didn't look up, he slowly grabbed the scabbard of the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow, handed it out, and said angrily: "This is a gift for the little junior sister." ”

Yi Xiao took the scabbard, and after letting go of the other side, Yi Xiao's wrist fell slightly, a little surprised by the weight of the scabbard.

"Later...... Help me hold her down. ”

Yi Xiao was a little stunned, then understood, and he said softly, "I will." ”

Li Changge's voice was hoarse: "Thank you." ”

Yi Xiao pursed her lips, not knowing what to say.

He knew what Li Changge was thanking for.

This big disciple of Yincheng, the whole world has no relatives, lonely and helpless, except for his master, there is only one "relative" like Wei Lingshan, the two have been regarded as protons since childhood, and they have left letters in Luoyang and Fengxue Yincheng in Great Wei.

His Royal Highness said softly, "Yes." ”

He retreated behind Jian Zongming, came to the county lord, who was now pale and his qi and blood were slowly improving, and held his shoulder.

Wei Lingshan's lips trembled, and everyone heard Jiang Qingyi's words clearly.

Really...... It's proton.

The county lord felt very distressed.

Not yourself.

It's Senior Brother Changge.

What kind of blow can break a person?

That's about it.

His Royal Highness hugged Wei Lingshan's shoulders and lowered his eyebrows.

He silently thought that if he were to be himself, he would have raised his scabbard at this moment, pulled out the "cause and effect", and made a break from all this.

It's just that......

When a man draws a sword, where is it so simple?

When drawing a sword, it is not as simple as holding the hilt and then pulling it out.

What a sword can cut, man can't cut.

Indecisiveness and lack of decisiveness are common to everyone.

The kinder it is, the more inevitable it is.

The more cowardly you are, the harder it is to choose.

Even if he kills a decisive and cold-blooded and ruthless swordsman, he does not dare to draw his sword easily when it comes to a major event, for fear of regretting it for life.

Man is inferior to a sword.

Where does the sword need to be considered so much?

The sword just needs to be handed out.

If there is a person in front of you, then kill someone.

If there is something in front of you, then you will break it.

People, can't do it.

......

......

Li Changge slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his vision was a little blurry.

He stared at the puddle of dust splattered with blood in front of him.

The pupils focused, and the puddle of scarlet continued to expand and enlarge.

The wind blew and swept across the wasteland, and the vision gradually became clearer.

There was bitterness in his throat.

There are constantly strands of hair that obscure the vision, fall and rise.

With his hands on the ground, he struggled to stand up with a top-heavy hand.

crumbling, and finally raised his head, a drowsy, trance, as if in another world.

The wind and snow of the silver city lingered beside him, back and forth, spinning, and repeatingly.

The wind and snow wrapped the master and apprentice.

The "cause and effect" is in Li Changge's hand.

He just glanced at the "cause and effect" casually and didn't reach out to pull it out.

Wind and snow fluttered and swept over this desolate land.

The City Lord of Wind and Snow Silver City listened to his disciple with some astonishment, muttering some obscure words that outsiders couldn't understand.

"Abolish my Taoism. ”

"Expulsion from the division. ”

That's what she said before.

Wolf-hearted, ungrateful, and many more like that.

Hearing Li Changge's words at this moment, she read these words softly, and even she felt extremely ironic.

A wine jug smashed on the ground and rolled next to the big sleeve of the Silver City Lord.

She looked at Li Changge in a daze.

"Let's go two, Master. ”

The sick man staggered and finally stood still.

He chuckled lowly, looked at the woman, and said in a desolate tone: "You don't need to do it, Changge has given you all these years...... All back. ”