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So, she hugged it very hard.

It's like rubbing Su Changan into her body.

She had a thousand words to say to him, but she didn't say a word after all.

Because, her heart has long been revealed in this tight embrace, and in the same way, she has also got the answer she wants.

It's just a pity that no matter how long the hug is, there will be a moment to stop.

The lotus began to extinguish, and one long sword after another escaped back to Su Changan's sword box.

The darkness around them began to lift, and the snow from the Northlands fell to the ends of their hair.

There is now only one remnant left in the Tongming Hall of Nuoda.

Some of the guests who didn't have time to escape were still moaning under the rubble, while those who escaped stood from a distance watching in fear.

A boy with a dragon wrapped around him was walking slowly towards them.

There was a vicious smile on his immature face that was almost distorted, and his eyebrows were full of evil energy.

Feeling the terrifying spiritual power fluctuations coming from the boy, Gu Xianjun looked up at Su Changan and said, "Chang'an, I'm sorry..."

Su Changan also looked down at the girl in her arms, her cheeks were still dry tears, and her eyes were full of autumn water that was enough to melt anyone in this world.

He reached out and gently wiped away the tears for her.

"We're all going to die. Gu Xianjun felt the temperature from the young man's fingertips, and said softly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Death, of course, is terrible.

may be a companion on his Huangquan Road, saying bitter but sweet.

Su Changan still didn't speak, he was silent, but he wiped the tears on the girl's cheeks very seriously.

The fingers were gentle, as if they were caressing, and as if they were afraid that they would puncture the pink cheeks with a single force.

Gu Xianjun didn't know why, but he enjoyed Su Changan's gentleness at the moment.

She slowly closed her eyes and leaned against his chest, listening to the powerful heartbeat coming from there. She loved the sound and the smell.

Xiahou Haoyu's footsteps were getting closer and closer, and the evil aura between his eyebrows was getting thicker and thicker.

His wife, who was about to pass through the door, was in front of him at the time of this big wedding, and another man was you, I and I, which made Xiahou Haoyu very angry, and besides, everything was not going well before, and the emperor's anger was now full of chest.

He's going to kill him. In the most brutal way.

"Don't cry. Su Changan's voice finally sounded.

When he said this, Gu Xianjun, who was immersed in gentleness, subconsciously raised his head, and looked at Su Changan's eyes full of doubts.

Su Changan reached out and grabbed her shoulder, looked at her, and looked at her hard.

"Don't die either!"

At this time, Gu Xianjun finally realized something, and her mouth opened, but a huge push fell on her waist, and her body was thrown high at that time, and then landed beside Gu Fangtian.

"Take her away, as far as you can. ”

Su Changan glanced at Gu Fangtian, after all, he was a powerhouse in the Dao realm, although he was somewhat injured. But as long as he can hold Xiahou Haoyu for a long enough time, he and Gu Xianjun have no possibility of escaping and ascending to heaven.

Gu Fangtian obviously didn't expect this. He grabbed Gu Xianjun who wanted to rush up to the side in a daze, looked at the young man's clear eyes, and nodded heavily after a while.

"Chang'an! Don't! You're going to die!" At this time, Gu Xianjun finally came back to her senses, and her cheeks were soaked with tears again. His body also began to swing uncontrollably, trying to break free from Gu Fangtian's hand and go to Su Changan.

Su Changan smiled at her and smiled very happily.

Then he looked at Gu Fangtian and said, "Take care of her." ”

When he said this, he was extremely heavy, and the expression on his face became extremely serious. Just like when Mo Tingyu asked him to take care of Wutong.

This is a promise between men, and Su Changan feels that this should be an extremely sacred thing.

After he said this, he didn't let his eyes linger even longer.

He turned resolutely to face the angry king.

Gu Fangtian stunned the struggling Gu Xianjun with one palm, he took a deep look at Su Changan's back, and without any hesitation, the spiritual power in his body turned around and fled towards the wind and snow outside.

Such a thing naturally can't escape Xiahou Haoyu's eyes.

He raised his eyebrows, and he stayed on the side, Gu Qingfeng's eyes flashed red, and he was about to chase in the direction of Gu Fangtian's escape.

But at that moment, Su Changan's body moved, and he stopped straight in front of Gu Qingfeng.

He held a handful of Xiahou blood in his hand, looked at Gu Qingfeng with a cold face, the momentum around his body was churning, and the long hair on his forehead was raised high by the wind and snow at night.

"What, do you still want to stop the two of us by yourself?" Xiahou Haoyu said with a smile, and the sarcasm in his words was naturally undisguised.

Su Changan was silent and put the Xiahou blood in his hand into the scabbard, and with a grasp of his right hand out of thin air, a long sword with a pitch-black body and blood-colored light was held in his hand at that time.

"One of the stars is also fighting, and two are also fighting. It makes no difference. Su Changan stroked the blade of the long sword in his hand and said so casually.

"......" Xiahou Haoyu was stunned when he heard this, and he laughed angrily.

"Good! good!"

"You haven't learned much about the skills of the Arashi Academy, but this arrogance is much stronger than your predecessors. ”

After saying this, Xiahou Haoyu's eyes froze, and a majestic momentum surged out of his body.

And Gu Qingfeng also retreated to the side under his instructions, as Ziwei Xingjun, the emperor of the world, how could he still fight more and less for a junior? As for Gu Fangtian and Gu Xianjun, in Xiahou Haoyu's opinion, they must not be able to escape far, as long as they finish cooking Su Chang'an, it is not too late to find them.

Thinking like this, the bronze throne behind him became brighter and brighter, and the nine-headed evil dragons around him let out a burst of angry roars, threatening to pounce.

His eyes narrowed, he looked at Su Chang'an, and mocked: "This time, whether you beg for mercy or not, I will tear you to pieces, and then hang your corpse outside Beilan City, and the corpse will be violent for seven days, and finally fed to wild dogs." By the way, you have a father, right? I'll bring him over and show him how his son makes food for the wild dogs. ”

As he spoke, he seemed to have seen such a cruel scene, and the evil aura between his eyebrows became more and more intense.

Su Changan was still unheard of such vicious words.

He just looked up at the former emperor, and asked calmly and seriously, "Are you afraid of death?"

Xiahou Haoyu was stunned again when he heard this, he was a little confused, and he didn't know why this young man would ask such a stupid question at this time.

But fortunately, Su Changan didn't really want to get any answer from the emperor's mouth.

He took a few breaths before continuing.

"I'm not afraid of death. ”

As soon as the words fell, a spiritual pressure swung again, and the seven stars above his head flashed, and in an instant, three sword-wielding phantoms were summoned.

They are Yuheng, Kaiyang, and Tianxuan.

"Futu, help me once. Su Changan said.

The three phantom bodies suddenly swayed with a soaring sword roar, and a stream of majestic sword intent poured out of their bodies at that time, rushing towards Su Changan's body like a hundred rivers entering the sea.

Feeling this mighty sword intent, the sword body of the Futu Divine Sword trembled, and the three thousand spirit swords hung above Su Chang'an's head again, and their sword bodies shone brightly, and their bodies were filled with terrifying sword intent like substance.

The three phantoms of Yuheng, Kaiyang, and Tianxuan absorbed the sword intent accumulated by the Shushan Sword Shrine for thousands of years.

Although that sword intent was powerful, it was extremely mottled, mixed with the sword intent of countless sword dao sages.

Ordinary people simply can't use it.

And these three phantoms are not people in the real sense.

They absorbed the powerful sword intent, but they couldn't use it all because of the limitations of their own strength.

At this moment, Su Changan blessed these sword intents on his body, although these mottled and powerful sword intents inevitably caused huge damage to his internal organs, but at the same time, using these sword intents, he was enough to cut out a sword that could threaten Xiahou Haoyu.

Su Changan's body began to rise slowly, his clothes were puffed up high because of the majestic sword intent gushing out of his body, and the hairpin on the top of his head didn't know when it fell, and his long black hair was blown away in the night wind.

He looked at Xiahou Haoyu with low eyebrows, and a heavy killing intent also appeared between his eyebrows.

Heaven and earth seemed to be shocked by the strong sword intent around Su Changan's body, and they quieted down.

"Xiahou Haoyu, this sword, I will cut it on behalf of the common people. ”

The young man's voice sounded in Xiahou Haoyu's ears like the murmur of a demon.

Full of murderous spirit, but frank and open, grandiose.

His body moved at that moment.

A sword floats, and lives to death.

Three thousand spirit swords roared behind him.

"This sword, as it is called, asks the king. ”

The wind and snow in the sky suddenly stopped, the sky was full of clouds, and the earth was silent.

It seems that only the sword of the young man in the world came through the wind and snow and reached the heart of the king's eyebrows.

At that time, the sword in his hand rang out, and his bright eyes almost obscured the starlight in the sky.

......

The West, the West of the Far West.

It is already the end of the world, the closest place to heaven in this world.

A swordsman and a maiden were speeding towards it.

They were dusty, as if they had been on the road for a long time, but their faces were extremely solemn, as if something extremely important was waiting for them in the distance.

Suddenly, the girl's brow furrowed, and she stopped suddenly.

She clutched her chest as if in excruciating pain.

Seeing this, the swordsman beside him hurriedly stopped and asked with concern, "What's wrong?"

The girl didn't say a word, she looked at the pendant that looked like a black sword hanging from her chest.

The pendant's sword shone like something was about to break out of its cocoon.

"Little Tu Tu...?" the girl asked tentatively.

“......”

At that time, a voice sounded in the void that could not be expressed in joy and sorrow, but it was extremely heavy.

"The future, changed," he said. ”