"It's hard to sing a lonely sword, I should hold a double sword, and it's very interesting to dance a double sword. "Holding the double sword, you kid has some ambition, do you really learn?" "Seriously, never fake" ...... "Hey! Why are you lazy kid! Who gave you this roast chicken!" ......

"This woman, how can I see that you are a little familiar?" ...... "Tonight, if you really love me, why don't you promise each other with your body?" ...... "This is a ruthless pill, if you want to refine it into a double sword battle, you need to take it, forget about it, and cultivate yourself." ...... "Ling Lang really doesn't remember the mourning family?" ...... "I don't know her, she's dead, how can I cry?" ......

"Don't fight," ...... "You hurt my master!" and I will kill you all over the house until you are destroyed!" ...... "I always think of the shadow of a woman in my dreams." ...... "You look like her!" "Who is she" and "............

It's okay to kill someone with a sword, "......" You have a scar in your heart, you can't repair the double sword again!" "Don't think about it!" ...... "Don't die, don't abandon me alone!" "I have to find her!" ...... "The sword is broken!" "Don't be afraid, there's another one here!" ...... "This sword is really redundant!" ...... "Good sword! I bought it!" ...... "I was stabbed eight times in a row, I should die!" ......

"Why are you carrying two swords?" "I'm afraid she won't recognize me" ...... "Now that the sword is its own, the sword is still useful." "It's useless, it's useless!" ......

In front of the monument, Xiao Qian firmly inserted a paper sail on the grave, and when she got closer, the mud was stained on her long hair.

The fragrance of the earth, a few bunches of green grass, a few dances with the wind. Paper sails and golden wisps, accompany a lifetime of red makeup, and keep a lifetime for your smile. The tears were hazy, and Xiao Qian couldn't finish wiping them off......

"I heard that Xiao Jian Master has a story that is sour," Poison Dao Wuzun said, "Don't talk about it, I only ask where she is!" "Where is she?" Isn't she already dead?" Xiao Qian's eyes turned red, and he pointed his sword at Poison Dao Wuzun, and roared, "I'll ask you again, where is she......?" ," Poison Knife Wuzun deliberately lowered his voice and said, "Your girl has been poisoned, little **, let me die and live, haha!" "Poison Knife Wuzun is already like a ghost, full of smile!" "Ah!" Xiao Qian roared angrily, flew away, and slashed his sword, if you don't die, I will die......

"Your sword, so fast!" the poisonous knife Wu Zun grunted with blood blisters as he held the long sword that had entered his body, and he refused to let go. "Get out!" Xiao Qian kicked the poisonous knife Wuzun away, and blood splattered suddenly.

"You go, you go, you leave me alone!" she cried and jumped off the cliff......

"I seem to see blood flowers falling beside me, like snowflakes, you said that my eyes were miserable, really?"

"Do you remember the past? "I don't remember!" "What about the name?" "I don't remember" "Well, I'll see you in a few days." ”......

"Do you remember?" "My name is Xiao Qian" "What about the others?" Xiao Qian shook his head. "It's okay, you're just going to be a buddy in my house, are you okay?" "Thank you for taking it in." "These are your two swords. "Sword?" "Don't remember?" "I only remember one" ...... "Really?" "Not fake" "Then I'll take the next one first!" "OK"......

"You can use a sword?" "Somehow, a little. "Isn't it just a little bit, sword and sword drink blood, I really don't know what you used to do?" or I'll introduce you to the martial arts hall, this is too condescending" "I'm tired of the official!" ......

"This guy is like a fool, practicing swords all day long" ...... "Who is that man?" and he looks so handsome. "The new dart is a martial idiot. "It's fun. ...... "Alas, you and I are so affectionate, how can you only know how to practice swords?" "I want to remember the past!" "You have amnesia?" "Hmm!" ......

"Hey, there is a master in this dart game, and there are many strongmen, all of whom he has removed. "......" This dart game, your "......" family has a, she loves heroes, it's really pitiful, please ......" "It's okay, he's also in his old age, let's do it......!"

A few years later...... "This person holds one sword and practices the art of two swords, although his martial arts are high, but there are big flaws!" ...... "Although he dies, how can he waste half his life......"

There are traces of sword slashing, there are traces of human walking, and there is no trace of oneself. I don't hate, but I hate myself. The sound of the sword falling, the sound of people mourning, the cold rain falling again, a few drops, but the Taoist people have tears, the sword also has tears, people are destroyed and buried, and the sword is dead, suppressed in the heart, not to sigh.

But he said that this life is also Xiao Qian, and the next life is also Xiao Qian, a lifetime of life and life, what more can the husband ask for? Although I have no memory, my love is broken, although I have no memory, the sword soul is still the same. Holding the sword is me, and if it is like suicide, how can it be pointed to. Xiao Qian Xiao Xiao Qian world, the only Xiao Qian in a thousand worlds, how can there be two? I have a current life, my life is in the next life, my heart is in the next life, ask Jun Jun Mo Xiao, how many people in my generation can remember the past life and look up?

The avenue is the same road, one person is drunk, two people are accompanied, although the beauty has been tasteless, my heart is still the same, I Xiao Qiansheng is not chaotic, broken into two, I Xiao Qian's life two love silk, that life, dyed off the love silk, rest the tears, think that the butterfly also loves to fly, the maple leaves float a melodious voice, is my Xiao Qian sigh, Xiao Qian sigh, ten thousand sighs, sigh this life, also die, also the next life!

I don't remember my previous life, I don't dare to remember my past life, and in the end, although I don't hate death, I just want to be fulfilled. How can Xiao Qian become a demon? I am a good person, how can blood sprout if I don't drink blood?

On that day, the double sword gave birth to flowers, although you died blood sprouted, ethereal mood to buy who is drunk, whether the buds fell into mud and gave birth to flowers, swords gave birth to flowers, can you hold the technique?

"On that day, I could see a pear tree, white and a little fragrant, like the one I planted when I was a child, and it finally grew. Xiao Qian asked and answered to himself. The sword gives birth to flowers, and the blunt sword gives birth to pear blossoms.

"Do you know that day, if you die, I will die with you," "If I die, you don't have to die," don't say, let's not die" Xiao Qian wept, I gave birth to a meat bag and stored it in the world, is it dead? Not dead? The pear blossom splashed tears, red and transparent, reflecting a tree, like a flower on the other side. You and I have started the Yellow Spring together.

"Remember, in the next life, Mo Duo gave me a bowl of Meng Po soup," "What?" "In my previous life, in order to let me remember you, you drank an extra bowl"

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"Xiao Qian, Xiao Qian, Xiao Qian, Xiao Qian, Xiao Qian, Xiao Qian" "Why are you shouting so loudly?" "Six reincarnations, hello remember me. ”