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Duanmu Ningque was very excited when she first thought of this method, and she almost started immediately without hesitation, but when she put her hand on Lin Yizhi's shoulder, she suddenly paused there. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info..

Or she hesitated, maybe it would be strange that Duanmu Ningque would rather give up her life for the sake of Lin Yizhi in front of her, but why did she hesitate silently in front of the blood oath, the only way to save Lin Yizhi.

In the cold eyes, there was an unprecedented struggle and gloom. That struggle seemed much deeper than paying for one's own life.

Are you scared?

Joke, Duanmu Ningque disobeyed his master's orders for him, jumped into the sea of fire of obsession, and even almost gave his natal golden pill to Lin Yizhi, how could she have been afraid

At the beginning, he left the hall of worry. The two killed the enemy back to back, thousands of troops, and demons danced wildly, how could she ever be afraid

It's just, blood oath, is it really going to be like this?

To be precise, Duanmu Ningque didn't hesitate anything, but was afraid, because the two words of the blood oath brought her a heavy burden like a thousand jun.

Others don't know what this blood oath is, but Duanmu Ningque doesn't know what it is, it can be said that she understands what the blood oath is better than anyone else.

Blood oath, this is a nightmare, a bloody devil, if she really did that, for Lin Yizhi, there may be no pain.

But for myself, it was definitely a nightmare, but after waking up from the dream, it was the tears that paid for it, or the sourness of the bruises all over my body.

Who knew that suddenly, the words that the master had warned her on a certain night resurfaced in Duanmu Ningque's mind.

"Duanmu, the reason why Cangli recognizes you as the master is indeed because you are very talented, and you will have a Mahayana in the future, but Cangli is one of the four great swords of ancient times, how proud, don't say that you are still a female doll, even if you are a teacher, it has never surrendered.

Cangli accepts you, more because of fate, you are connected with it by blood, you must know that the role of Cangli is to cleanse people's souls and suppress all the evil spirits in this world, but the sword qi is too cold, you will be affected by it every day, and maybe there will be no joy all day long. That's not all, you should know that this sword also has a function, which is to activate the power of the blood oath, and the power of the blood oath can introduce part of the cold and evil qi of the Demon Heart of Silence into your body with Cangli as the medium and your blood as the medium. By doing so, you will be connected by blood and mind with the person who cultivates the Demon Destroying Heart. Although this can temporarily suppress the evil qi of the Silent Demon Heart, but suppression does not mean that it is completely eliminated, once the person who cultivates the Silent Demon Heart uses the Silent Qi or the evil qi explodes, you will share the pain caused by the Silent Demon Heart with him as soon as possible, and your pain will be ten times more than ten times more painful than the master of the Silent Demon Heart. If it's just pain, with your unyielding nature, you may be able to persevere, however, everyone knows that the only way to dissolve the demonic mind of silence is the seven heavenly books, and without those seven heavenly books, everything is in vain. Therefore, those who cultivate the Silent Demon Heart will fall into the Demon Dao. Because of the blood oath, those who fall into the devil's path will recognize you as an enemy in the soul, no matter when and where, they will definitely draw their swords against you, and they will never die.

The words are heart-wrenching, and the words are still in the ears. How could Duanmu Ningque forget that he was still an ignorant girl, that day, his father was like a madman, with incomparable bloodlust and killing, he cut off more than 20 knives in the whole family, and the night of the blade, the sad wind screamed, which was the eternal nightmare in Duanmu Ningque's heart.

She could not forget her mother's pleading under her father's sword, and with the last courage and hope, she called out to the one she loved most to wake up and turn back. However, it is useless, it is of no use at all.

Under the bloodstained sword, that desperate look and that cold tear

When the father who had lost his mind walked towards him step by step with a bloody sword, Duanmu Ningque didn't cry, she wasn't afraid, she couldn't be afraid, she was just a child, she knew that the other side was her father, the loving father who used to love her so much.

Now, did she do something wrong, her father murdered her like this?

She whispered to the bloodthirsty demon: "Daddy, did I do something wrong, and Daddy wants to punish Ning'er?"

The sword light flickered, but she didn't feel the slightest pain.

Because a white-clothed figure was already in front of him, he reached out and hugged her in his arms.

That hand was so warm, that kind of warmth made Duanmu Ningque feel at ease and calm that he had never had.

Duanmu Ningque vaguely remembered that just like that, her home turned into a skyrocketing fire, and in that fire, her father was no longer there.

It's just that the person holding her hugged her harder than he had ever been, and said distressedly: "Duanmu, don't look back, never look back"

Later, she followed this person to this vast mountain of separation from sorrow, and that person asked her to call her Shizun and teach her to practice the path of freedom from sorrow.

But she misses her father, and she has asked her master more than once, when will I see my father.

Her master always told her softly: "Duanmu, when your Freedom from Worries and Infinite Dao reaches the third level of the human extreme realm, you will be able to meet him."

She is still too young to know what kind of people are in the extreme realm, but she is crazy about cultivation, other children are playing, frolicking, she is cultivating, other children are sleeping, she is cultivating.

She thought to herself, if I practice to something as soon as possible, I will be able to see my father.

As a result, she created a miracle that had never been achieved by the entire Sect of Sorrow. One year, there is no way to leave worries, people are in the extreme, and they are at the peak

Then she went to ask her master when I would see my father.

This time, Phantom Dust gave her a sword with a light blue body, and told her that the sword was called, Cangli.

Then he said to her, "Duanmu, if you practice the Separation Infinite Dao to the third level of the Heavenly Extreme Realm, and skillfully control the Cangli Divine Sword, you will meet your father." ”

That is, from that day on, there was one more person in her life, a person of her age, she was tired from practicing, she cried, and she missed her father.

The sword, the boy in the pale blue illusion mirror, cried with her, laughed with her. Miss with her.

Time flies, ten years have passed, she has never seen her father again, and the boy in the mirror has walked out of the mirror and come to her side.

Is it fate, still

However, Duanmu Ningque already knew why her father was like that that night, and her mother should have used the blood oath to bring her father a turnaround.

Fate is both a necessity and a trick. This young man has the same demonic heart as her father.

If her mother hadn't died, she might have asked her if she had even a little regret when her father walked up to her with a bloody sword

Memories are like water, always inadvertently flowing into the heart, overflowing with silent pain.

Duanmu Ningque's cold eyes were filled with tears, and he slowly lowered his head, looking at Lin Yizhi who was already like a cold corpse in front of him.

"Do you tell me that one day, you and I, like my father and mother, will draw swords against each other, dripping with blood?"

Lin Yizhi didn't answer, in fact, how could he know.

Only the sword that is far away, slowly floating between the flames in the sky, the blue light is faint, and the sound is clear.

Suddenly, Lin Yizhi's chest suddenly rose and fell, and he said a vague sentence like a dream.

But no matter how vague it is, in Duanmu Ningque's ears, it has never been clearer.

He said

"Duanmu Walk"

I couldn't bear it anymore, tears poured down, Duanmu Ningque hugged Lin Yizhi in his arms, and shouted sadly: "I won't go, I won't go, I won't come, I won't regret it, if there is really that day, I won't regret it, I won't regret it, just accept your sword, just be happy."

After saying that, he suddenly got up and called loudly: "Cangli"

With a light roar, the blue light suddenly triumphed, and seven dazzling blue sword qi appeared in mid-air, and the seven blue sword qi gradually condensed from the initial faint virtual image into a substance.

Duanmu Ningque stood up suddenly, smiled slowly at the seven blue shining sword qi, and then closed his eyes gently.

Between his eyes, there were tears.

Said softly: "Come on"

As the words fell, seven sword qi burst into the sky, and seven loud noises came from the sky, and the loud noises were heavy and vicissitudes, as if they were sighing like ancient times.

In an instant, the seven sword qi all turned the sword body in unison, the tip of the sword was impressive, and the sword was shining, shooting towards Duanmu Ningque's body at an incomparable speed

The momentum is mighty, with no regret and heroism to die.

Suddenly, a light sound piercing through the body echoed in the killing fire with great clarity.

Immediately after, there were six more such light sounds, and after the light sounds, seven solid ones pierced into Duanmu Ningque's already exhausted body.

There was not a single sword qi piercing the air, Duanmu Ningque just stood straight like that, not dodging or dodging, watching the seven sword qi penetrate her body.

The pain, the pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, slowly extended from the seven parts of her body, straight into her soul, and the depths of her soul had long been shattered like a stormy wave.

However, she still stood like that, her body trembled slightly, but she didn't even cry out in pain.

However, the strange thing was that not a single drop of blood flowed out of the seven places where the sword qi pierced, as if it had pierced into the air.

In a moment, I saw Duanmu Ningque's eyebrows, and suddenly flashed, and a blood stain like a charm slowly appeared. As soon as the bloodstain appeared, it was as if it was wrapped in an invisible air current, straight and slowly towards Lin Yizhi's brow.

He was five inches away from her.

The bloodstain formed a ghostly red line of blood in midair, connecting him to her.

Between the eyebrows, her blood slowly poured into his eyebrows.

An incomparably poignant and magnificent soft chant resounded between heaven and earth, the oath, with an incomparable look, incomparable unrepentance, incomparable attachment and determination.

Loud recitation:

"Cangli is the medium, and my blood is the mediator.

The top is poor and the blue falls, and the bottom is covered with yellow springs.

Silence is concentric, life and death are joyful.

I have my blood to recommend the heavens.

Even if there are nine deaths, I still don't regret it"

"Boom" yellow flames, rising waves, above the sky, is the sigh of God

The solemn oath has never been dissolved

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