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The golden ripples of Luoshui under his feet are very beautiful, the river goes east without worry, the ripples never follow, and the appearance of flashing and flashing, as if he is trying his best to resist the power of the eastward flow that conforms to nature.

In the end, it worked.

Stand firm in the water, call against the rules of nature, and fight against the time.

Wan Wan's eyes looked straight ahead, but part of the afterglow fell into the golden Luoshui through the wooden plank under her feet, and was immediately swept into the torrent.

For thousands of years, the struggle between the demon gate and the righteous path has never stopped, from the rivers and lakes to the court, from the troubled times to the prosperous times and then to the troubled times, everything seems to be destined, and the struggle between the two sides is destined.

Wan Wan never felt that the righteous path could not tolerate them, how evil the demon gate was, and how the world could not tolerate it.

There is a door between heaven and earth to demons, and there must be a reason for its existence.

The reason for the depths, Wan Wan still can't figure it out, she has inexplicably become the main force in this battle, although she is a little confused, the reason for this.

The best explanation is that the Tao is different, but why is it so endless.

In fact, everyone understands that it is impossible to destroy the other party, and it is impossible to completely defeat the other party, and all this may be repeated again and again.

Just like Luoshui at this time, although it flows into the rivers and seas, it will always be compensated in a magical way, and there will never be a day when it will run out.

"Wan Wan, as a disciple of the Queen, you cultivate the Supreme Martial Arts of the Holy Gate and learn the Dafa of Heavenly Demons, then you have to defeat the opponent of your destiny and carry forward the Holy Gate to the vast ······"

For more than ten years, the sentence that Wan Wan has read best in the master is it, which doesn't seem to make much sense, but it seems to be very reasonable, just like taking something and daring to do the job, it is logical.

"Everbright Holy Gate" Wan Wan said softly in her mouth, and the cold light in her eyes gathered, this is a thought that has been kept in her heart for many years, and it has nothing to do with the incompatibility between good and demon, just for the duties and obligations of being a saint.

As the saintess of the Yin Kui Sect and the future successor, she has the responsibility to shoulder the prosperity of the Yin Kui Sect, and Cihang Jingzhai is a mountain that blocks her, and she naturally has no hesitation to trample this mountain under her feet.

There's not much reason to make a big difference, it's as simple as that.

Rival.

Compete against the best.

On the Tianjin Bridge, the purple figure is not far away, dressed in plain white in the evening breeze, the hem of the clothes gently floats, like the most quiet and beautiful white lotus in the world, the original veil has been unable to stop the beautiful and pure face revealed in the air, the facial features are exquisite, as if natural, it is difficult to find flaws, the eyes are calm like a lake, the expression is indifferent like water, as if there is no liking or dislike in the world, everything is calm as if it is so, this encounter in the world did not make her feel any surprise, and there was no fluctuation in her emotions.

The lake-like gaze calmly shone on Wan Wan, who was also not far away, the opponent of the fate, although she had grown up in silence since she was a child, and there were not so many words to remind her what to do at all times, and she only looked at the mention of her fateful opponent, but she remembered it very firmly and was very prepared. From martial arts to mentality, he was well prepared.

"Stop the Demon Gate from disturbing the world, and maintain the common people in the world. “

The thought of the mind arises, and the first time I think of it, it is as if I have been chanting it countless times in my heart, without stagnation, and the sword heart is clear.

The long-sleeved sword is not the sword that has been held for many years, but the sword of Cihang Jingzhai, many senior sisters and sisters in the same door, and finally this sword fell into her hands, just because the cultivation of Cihang Sword Code has reached the realm of sword heart and clarity, and there are no two people in the same door who can catch up.

This sword is sharp, tough, and a divine weapon?

This is not the reason why she wants to face the Holy Maiden of the Demon Gate, but the reason is only because it is the sword that symbolizes Cihang Jingzhai.

Walking for the world, you should hold this sword.

Holding this sword should take on the mission of Cihang Jingzhai for thousands of years.

has a mission, when the sword is drawn, when the ribbon is danced, even if the sunset in the sky is shattered.

However, a crowded place is really not a good place to solve problems, and even if the crowd is slowly dissipating now, at dusk, it is still not the best place for the two of them to solve some problems.

However, if you encounter it, you can't say that you haven't encountered it.

If they don't do something, they can't leave.

The night is coming to an end, and the eyes of the people returning home fall on the two people in the opposite eye, with a variety of expressions, some are amazed by the peerless faces of the two, some are jealous, some are overshadowed, ······ A casual glance without an expression is ignored.

The parade soldiers in the city changed their guards, walked over the bridge, and saw the two from a distance, many soldiers shed their voices, and their eyes were even more impatient, but fortunately, reason made them see that these two people were not easy to mess with, and when they passed by, they hurriedly hid all their blasphemous expressions and looks, and did not dare to shout out words to give way, so they bypassed and hurried across the bridge from the side.

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"What did you say, they met on the Tianjin Bridge?"

"It shouldn't be wrong, the people below have deliberately paid attention, and their appearance and temperament will not be wrong. “

"Shall we go and see? After all, we are in the same house, and we should help out when necessary. “

Shangguan Long looked at Rong Fengxiang, who was usually inconspicuous, but in fact his status was far above him, and carefully put on his face respectfully and said, but he was thinking about another thing in his heart, just now Rong Fengxiang's baby daughter entered that person's room, this matter is not glorious in his opinion, but Rong Fengxiang didn't say anything, and he naturally wouldn't mention it.

"No, that's a matter for the two of them, they can just solve it themselves. Rong Fengxiang sat on the main seat like an old monk, extremely calm, like a century-old monk, and his words were extremely calm.

The more this happened, the more Shangguan Long felt the pressure.

This is probably the reason why the other party can always press him, his head does not dare to straighten up, looking at Rong Fengxiang's eyes, although Rong Fengxiang's eyes are quietly closed at this time.

"Just look at it, as long as Concubine Xuan doesn't have a helper, don't interfere. “

Under the calm face of the old monk Rong Fengxiang, his mouth moved slightly, and he squeezed out a few words again, Shangguan Long hurriedly answered, saying three yes in a row, and then retreated under the wave of the other party's hand.

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The long street was long, a young man swaggered in one direction, his eyes shot out from his eagle-like eyes, as if he did not fall anywhere in this world, the houses in front of him, the attic, the crowd seemed to be filtered out, the young man was smiling, and his handsome appearance still gave people the feeling of coldness, as if a sword was about to come out of the sheath of cold light.

The young man walked a few steps, and was blocked by a river, and looked at the opposite side, and did not know where he fell, and then smiled with his lips to both sides, and his eyes retreated, and he saw a bridge not far away, and after thinking about it, he walked up.