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Last night, Xingchen had a dream, and he dreamed of Murong Shuang. Murong Shuang's face was clear and beautiful, and his smile was charming, and he dreamed that he was walking hand in hand with her in the lake, the lake was very clear, very shallow, and he could see their shadows, suddenly, he fell into the lake, and the lake seemed to be bottomless, and he heard Murong Shuang calling his name, and her hand reached out to him......

Xingchen suddenly woke up, Fang Jue was a dream, but this dream was too real, so the corners of his eyes were still wet now.

Xingchen pinched his fingers and calculated, today is exactly a month away from the Immortal Exterminating Gate, and today is the seventh day of the first month, the day of the wedding of Murong Shuang and Ling Huzhuang, Xingchen lifted the sword in his hand and said to himself: "No, I must not let Shuang'er marry that despicable guy of Ling Hu Zhuang." ”

Thinking of this, Xingchen rushed out of the door, sacrificed the wind bamboo, stepped on it, and flew straight in the direction of the Ferris Sect.

The star-picking peak of the Ferris Sect is full of colors at night, and it is a festive color.

In Murong Shuang's boudoir, Murong Shuang was sitting in front of the makeup mirror, she had just changed into a red wedding dress, facing the makeup mirror, a girl was dressing her up, and she found a person in the mirror.

A man with a sword in his hand and his eyes full of affection, he was in the mirror, looking at Murong Shuang for a long time, Murong Shuang looked back, that person was Xingchen, he was standing at the door, standing quietly, not saying anything, why did Xingchen come here at this time? Murong Shuang wanted to ask, but she didn't ask, she knew why he came.

"Shuang'er, are you really married to Ling Huzhuang?" asked Xingchen as he walked up to her.

Murong Shuang looked at the mirror for a long time and said, "I only want to marry someone who loves me, do you understand?"

Xingchen stepped forward, hugged Murong Shuang and said, "Shuang'er, in fact, I love you, don't you know?"

Murong Shuang pushed him away and said, "You love me, but you never promised to marry me!"

Xingchen shook his head and said, "No, that's because I'm not by your side, then I promise you today, I love you, I want to marry you, can you marry me, come with me!"

That Murong Shuang didn't break free, just followed him. Xingchen grabbed Murong Shuang's hand tightly, for fear that she would break free.

At this time, Ling Hu Zhuang had already blocked the door of the room with a sword, and scolded: "What a cheap woman, she actually wants to elope with this little white face on my wedding day! Don't think about going anywhere today, I will fulfill you today and be a Huangquan couple!"

Xingchen waved his sword to block the direction, and fought with Linghu Zhuang, and the two of them had a fight!

I saw that Xingchen and Linghu Zhuang fought for three or five rounds, and Xingchen performed a gravity technique to drag Linghu Zhuang down, and Linghu Zhuang couldn't move, and scolded in his mouth: "Good boy, you actually use witchcraft!"

Where did Xingchen pay attention to what he scolded, he just took Murong Shuang's hand and said, "Shuang'er, come with me, it's too late if you don't leave!"

Murong Shuang's face was crimson, but she was shy, she didn't expect Xingchen to be so bold today, maybe it was the first time she felt like a boy pulling her to elope.

Xingchen took Murong Shuang's hand, I don't know how far he went, and came to a wet grass beach, not far away, there was a stream, the water was murmuring, the sky was red and the sun was shining, the breeze was blowing, there was a burst of grass fragrance, Xingchen felt that this was the feeling in last night's dream.

If this is not an elopement, but a romantic tryst, how good it feels, Xingchen closed his eyes and took a deep breath of fresh air.

"Brother Xingchen, where are you going to take me?" Murong Shuang let go of Xingchen's hand, looked at him with affectionate eyes, and asked in a low voice.

"I'm going to take you to the Shura Sword Sect, that's my place, no one will bother you, I'm going to marry you, I'm going to have children with you, I'm going to live an idyllic life with you, and I'm ...... old age with you", Xingchen has a wonderful vision for a better future.

"Brother Xingchen, there seems to be someone over there!" Murong Shuang pointed to the woods over there and said in a panic.

Xingchen looked into the forest, the forest was black, and it seemed that the person chasing after him was really not, "It's not good, let's go quickly!" Xingchen took Murong Shuang's hand and said.

As soon as he walked out of a short distance, he heard Murong Shuang shouting: "Brother Xingchen, what should I do if there is no road ahead?"

When I woke up, there was actually a river in front of me, and the water in the river was turbulent, if I didn't know the water, I wouldn't think I could swim over. Xingchen wanted to sacrifice the Imperial Wind Bamboo and fly over in the air, but now where is there time, they have been surrounded by the Futu Dao people with people.

Xingchen and Murong Shuang were surrounded in the middle, dozens of swords were unsheathed together, facing them, the Futu Daoist walked in front and said, "Now you are also at the end of the road, you can only wait for death!"

"Kill!" a thought flashed through Xingchen's mind, and now only by fighting his way out of the encirclement can he have a glimmer of life.

"I am the daughter of Murong Zheng, whoever dares to do it is disrespectful to the master!" Murong Shuang shouted angrily, she hoped that the disciple of the Motian Sect would not kill her for the sake of Murong Zheng's face.

When the disciples heard this, they really didn't dare to make a move, and the Futu Daoist stepped forward and laughed sinisterly: "Everyone leave her alone, kill her, I will give an explanation to the Daoist in charge!"

Xingchen gave the Futu Daoist a gravity technique, but the Futu Daoist suddenly broke free from the restraint of gravity and said: "The carving insect skill is still showing off in front of the Daoist, first eat the sword of the Poor Dao!"

I saw that the sword was sonorous, a good fight, and the colorful Shura sword in Xingchen's hand was murderous, where could ordinary disciples of the Ferris Sect resist!

"Ah," only to hear a miserable scream behind him, Xingchen turned around, and saw that Murong Shuang was besieged by several disciples of the Ferris Sect, and was hit by a sword in her back, and several more swords attacked, only to see blood gushing from the corner of her mouth and falling to the ground.

"No, you can't die!" Xingchen opened a few sword grids to attack his sword, running straight towards Murong Shuang's side, and his sword danced violently, cutting down the disciples who attacked Murong Shuang to the ground.

Xingchen picked up Murong Shuang and said, "Shuang'er, wake up!" After that, he sacrificed the life and death side, wanting to heal Murong Shuang's injuries.

Futu Daoist led a group of disciples to attack again, followed by Xingchen to heal his wounds, Xingchen was hit by several swords, blood dripped to the ground, Xingchen got up and held the colorful Shura sword, at this moment, he was completely angry, he wanted these disciples to pay for their blood debts!

The colorful Shura sword was shining brightly and murderous, and whoever fought with him would destroy the corpse with the sword, and Xingchen seemed to have reached the realm of indestructibility. The disciples who came after him were slaughtered by him.

"Die!" The Futu Daoist flew up in the air, and a long red sword qi passed through Xingchen's body, and Xingchen fell heavily to the ground, he was no longer powerless to resist, his body seemed to be gone, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

Just when the Futu Daoist thought that he had killed Xingchen and was proud, there was another person on the grassy beach, who was dressed in black and wearing a hat.

"Aokasa Michiren!" Futu Daoist was shocked in his heart, and squeezed out a few words from his mouth.

The Futu Daoist couldn't see the eyes of the Qinggasa Daoist at all, and only heard a few words from the mouth of the Qinggasa Daoist: "This kid can't be killed!"

"Why can't you kill it?" asked the Futu Daoist angrily.

"No, it's just because he's my apprentice!" The words in Aokasa Dao's mouth were cold, if the Futu Daoist really wanted to do it, I was afraid that it would be another fight.

But how could the Futu Furen give up easily, he knew that as long as he made up for another sword, he would immediately kill Xingchen, so he said: "Qingjia Daoren, don't be ignorant, if you insist on helping him today, I will kill you today!"

"Hehe, I'm afraid you have the guts, but you don't have the ability!" said Aokasa Michito with a smile.

"Look at the sword!" the Futu Daoist shouted, attacking the Aogasa Daoist.

The hat of the Qingjia Daoist was still covering his eyes, he didn't look at the sword attacked by the Futu Daoist, but he intercepted the sword at a very fast speed.

That Futu Daoist was the fastest sword of the Ferris Sect, but he never expected that he would be defeated as soon as he took out the sword, and he was defeated so badly, he fell to the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood. This strength is too different.

"You go, I don't want to kill you today!" Aokasa's tone was still so cold.

Futu Daoist picked up his sword and slowly walked out of the forest, he also knew that Qingli Daoist only looked at Murong Zheng's face and did not kill him.

At this time, when he woke up, he was already unconscious, and the people of Aogasa stopped the bleeding for him, put a Breeze and Blue Blood Pill in his mouth, and left.

Soon, a man in white came to the forest, this man was none other than Lian Shaojie, Lian Shaojie came here to look for Murong Shuang.

On this grassy beach, there are corpses everywhere, at a glance, it is miserable, Lian Shaojie walked in front of Murong Shuang, and when he saw Murong Shuang's body covered in bruises, he couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Sister, I'm late, let's go home!" Lian Shaojie cried on Murong Shuang's body for a long time, then got up, hugged Murong Shuang's corpse, and walked into the depths of the forest step by step.

When Xingchen awoke, he found that he was no longer on the grassy beach where the fight was fighting, but by a clear spring, his bloody clothes had been stripped of him, washed clean, and hung on the branches, and his sword wound had been bandaged.

He saw the back of a familiar woman by the stream, and Xingchen guessed in his heart, who is this woman?

When the woman turned around, he realized that the woman was Yunqi.

"Why are you here?" asked Xingchen as he got up and walked over to her.

Yun Qi was taken aback, turned around and said, "Why can't I be here, last time the Thousand Demon Elders asked me to follow you and protect you, for fear that the bead would be taken away by others." ”

Xingchen nodded and said, "So that's the case, what about the frost?

"She's dead! Taken away by a man in white!" replied Yunqi.

Xingchen also saw Murong Shuang's sword falling, but he didn't expect his beloved to leave him forever like this, Xingchen wanted to cry without tears, and the pain in his heart seemed to be twitching faintly.