After ten years of gambling, it seems that neither he nor the old man has won! The thirty-year-old insisted on going his own way, in exchange for a serious injury and dying, and was reduced to a person who has no cultivation and is now lying on the bed.

Chen Xianba looked at himself like this, it was very ridiculous, a dignified person who was infinitely close to the saint, just one foot away, he could become the first person to become a saint under fifty in the past few hundred years, and he would lose in such a ridiculous trap, and he was still stupidly immersed in it, people, no matter what kind of character you are, you are a layman, just a kind of vulgar impatience and self-esteem!

Compared to waking up at this moment, it is still refreshing to die at that moment! It will not add so many troubles like this. Chen Xianba smiled bitterly and mocked himself, it is really unpredictable!

It is also true that the old man on that mountain once said that he was an idiot! Ten years after he left that mountain, he became a fool again, and now he has the title of a layman, which is also true! Of all kinds of people in the world, he has one of the three types!

Can it be said that this is a great achievement, or is it a sigh, a ridiculous pathetic!

Chen Xianba was now a little inexplicably envious of Mo Huaibei who died on the Tiangu Platform, and couldn't help but ask himself,

What is the purpose of all these years? Ethereal things are the most difficult to find, but I have persevered for this for so long, and until now I still have such a strong attachment in my heart, maybe this is my fate! This is my own fate! Others can't force it, and others will never want such a sad fate, but I am born and can't get rid of it!

Thinking of that day, I really can't figure out why I went to save the person who had nothing to do with me, the sword on the outskirts of Tiangu City was cut off, and in ten years, more than 3,600 days and nights of getting along, but why didn't my last sword be stabbed?

And why did you try your best to escape?

Maybe it's unwilling, or is there a memory? Probably both!

Who would have such patience because he was calculating himself ten years ago? And why didn't he start after so many days and nights of getting along with each other without defense?

When you think about it, there are too many questions, but how many mysteries surround you?

If we meet again, how will we get along! Should we kill with a sword, or what should we do?

Listening to the window, the sound of bamboo forest leaves, how to think, relying on the past, I can't turn back, there is an appointment to worry about things, how to get along!

The truth in Chen Xianba's heart has become a fake!

Close your eyes, think too much and end up in a downgrade, where to go, only fatalism, if you are fair at the moment, but it is the most unreal!

Since the day when he was young, Tianlao Mountain Daozun, led himself up the mountain, has been more than forty-seven years, and has never been down the mountain for thirty-seven years, and then ten years outside, after countless battles of all sizes, and several battles of life and death, the taste of the ghost gate has tasted himself!

But there is no heart like a knife like now!

In the past, Chen Guo fought in Maple Leaf City, challenged the Cangfeng Sword Saint who had lived in seclusion for sixty years, and thought too highly of himself, so he had no choice but to resort to Tianlao Mountain, and fled dozens of miles away, his life hanging by a thread, but why did she save herself!

Chen Xianba encountered the biggest problem in his life! Locked in his heart, he became an inextricable demon, and now even if he is alive, I am afraid that he will never be able to break through that realm!

Think about it carefully, the sword that day did not really cut off his heart, leaving a glimmer of life, maybe this is to return all kinds of thoughts in the past ten years, but it's a pity that his Mogang sword!

Chen Xianba suddenly remembered the Mogang sword that accompanied him, and then he suddenly realized that it had been destroyed in that unexpected battle, and it was indeed a pity to stay in that place in a few sections!

Now it's hard to find, like Mo Gang such a sword, Mo Gang is all over the body, the color is like warm ink like jade, it does not reverse when it meets the light, the sword is three feet three inches long, and the weight is four catties and seven taels, when the sword is bright, the whole body is full of murderous aura, as if it is forged for killing, and the sword body will not be left, as if it is disgusted that the blood of the person who was killed has soiled its sword body.

Mo Gang has its own unique arrogance, it is not a king sword, but it is a murder sword, a murder weapon, but it is also a peerless sword! It's a pity! Such a good sword was destroyed in his own hands, it is really Mo Gang's sorrow, my hatred!

Listening to the window, the wind is slightly smaller, Chen Xianba wants to see the demeanor of the ancient jade bamboo this day, he used to be entangled in the obsession in his heart, but he didn't have a moment to vassal elegance, what did the old man talk about when he was in Tianlao Mountain, study the mind, add a little more elegance, now it's good, there is no cultivation, and he has faded away from the murderous aura of a fierce person, and he really wants to have such an interest in appreciating the wind and studying the moon.

Pacing leisurely, wandering in the bamboo forest with jade roots, listening to the wind sweeping over the bamboo leaves, not to mention that there is really such a thing, but it is always not that elegant reader, how can it not be that kind of elegant and fun, but the heart is really a little calm, the old man's words, not wrong, a person born for killing, full of anger, if you do not cultivate yourself, it is really inferior, now it is a feeling, but it is late!

The green leaves are swaying, the breeze is blowing, the body has faded into cultivation, and I have gained some nature, thinking that when I first learned the sword, I never thought that I would become an indifferent character who kills people with an ink sword and does not leave a penny, in just ten years, what I have done has also entered the > of the ancient and modern extreme crime mystery casesIt's really ridiculous, isn't it? I have become the most heinous person, but who of the three households is not worthy of death?

Zhao Guo, Hengyang City, Liu Mi, the right general of the chariot and cavalry, his father was a general of the Dasheng Palace, one hundred and twenty-seven years ago, slaughtered nine Zheng ministers of Dasheng, including the right minister of Dasheng at that time, Fang Zihan, a total of 3,412 people, killing so many people just to switch to the then King of Zhao, Zhao Wufei was under his name, and the name was just a name! 3,412 bloody heads, just in exchange for him, the Liu family was safe and rich, and the father and son repaid! It is justified that with more than 300 members of his Liu family, the heroic souls of the nine Zhengchen and 3,412 people of Dasheng will be destroyed!

Qin State, the national capital, Zhengjing, Zhongshu Province, Qi Yitan, his father once served as Dasheng Shangshu Province, the post of deputy palace, mastered countless secrets of Dasheng, and the secrets of bureaucrats around the country, his father Qi Yu betrayed the lord for glory, sold countless secrets, this is not counted, especially after Dasheng was destroyed, it is countless loyal to Dasheng's ministers, names and addresses, betrayed former colleagues, and died under his pen There are countless people, and the crimes are too numerous to mention,

is not a military attaché, even more than a military attaché, with a wave of the pen, there are more than 1,000 people, drenched in blood!

It is difficult to fill the door with the destruction of its door!

The same is the crime,

Yan State, in the same year, is the most hateful, his father was an unofficial businessman, the country of Dasheng was destroyed, this person actually coveted the beauty of the Dasheng harem, gathered thousands of scoundrels, it should also be the number of Dasheng has been exhausted, the huge palace of the dynasty, there are only a few dozens of guards, even if it is a strong man with one enemy and a hundred, it is also exhausted! The remnants of the harem, who should have committed suicide together, became the last shame of Dasheng, the Son of Heaven guarded the country, the king died, and the king also fled, not to mention these concubines who had no expectations, how could they be willing to be three feet white!

Yu Yue'e and his descendants should be destroyed by this alone, not to mention that after he blasphemed it, he openly sold it, and the harem people he plundered, brothels, rich businessmen, high-ranking officials and officials from various countries, as long as they have money!

Such a great shame and humiliation, destroying its door, crushing bones and scattering ashes, especially hatred!

When you kill him, he will be in the house, under the blood book, the word "debt", in the ridiculous rivers and lakes, he even jokingly gave the name of the image, "blood debtor" to himself!

This kind of thing, the old man of Tianlao Mountain, will not be unaware, since he led himself away, I am afraid that he has already thought of it! In the world, where the most advocacy of condensation, love, and inaction is not killed, there is such a scum as himself, which is ridiculous, ridiculous!

There are thousands of people who have died in their own hands in ten years, and it is certain whether they should die or not!

Now that I have landed in this field, should I say that I am to blame, or is it the responsibility of God? I can't talk about it now, maybe it should be like this!

Destiny is determined by heaven, fortune is raised by oneself, and the power of heaven is done, and those who should live have their own reason to live! At this moment, such a self may not be destined to die!

The breeze of the jade bamboo forest can't wash away the blood on your hands!

"What is the sword, the sword is used to kill, when you hang the sword on the waist, you have a momentum that does not exist than the average warrior, the sword is never easy to unsheath, because the sword has a spirit and is also a murder weapon, when the swordsman draws the sword, a sword seals the throat, blood splashes, when the red blood splashes away the moment it is rotten like a flower, the moment it drifts away in front of your eyes, your heart should be calm, because you chose the sword, and the sword also chose you, so you are destined to kill!"

This is the day in the extreme west of the death, inadvertently found Mo Gang, I don't know who carved a passage on the stone wall, now think about it, perhaps, I survived,

Doomed to kill!