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No one wants to die. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Most human beings die unnaturally because there are other people in the world who want them to die very much.

Simon wanted not to die, he wanted to live and continue to have glory and power.

Xu Chen wanted him to die very much, he wanted to dig out his heart and lungs, exhausted his energy, and his liver and intestines were broken, and he lived like a year for fifteen years.

So Simon looked dead.

Ximenwang's still burly body fell straight backwards, discharging the mist-like hot vapor around him, and fell into the lake with a bang, splashing countless water.

The top layer of the cold lake water has been burned to boiling by Haotian Shenhui, and it keeps gurgling and tumbling, looking like a hot spring in the Yanjing Valley, and like a big pot of clear soup.

Ximen Wang's body floated in the boiling water, his eyes were wide open, and a trace of doubt and unwillingness could be seen on his blood-stained face, and the skin of his thin cheeks gradually turned a strange ripe red.

Many years ago, in the barracks at the foot of Minshan Mountain, Murong Shuang, the former saint of the Demon Sect, danced a heavenly demon dance, the world was shocked, the strong men of the Western Jin Dynasty Divine Army gathered, and the sword light in the mountains and rivers was horizontal, Ximen Wang did not hesitate, cooked and killed her with his own hands, and resolutely betrayed the Demon Sect to join the Haotian Daomen.

It was the most important turning point in Simon Wang's life, but he probably couldn't have imagined that when he died, he would also be boiled in boiling water, just like the woman back then.

If there really is a way of heaven, then this is the so-called cycle.

Seeing Ximen Wang's corpse rising and falling in the churning and restless lake, Xu Chen suddenly said: "Who said that haggis must be eaten on the winter solstice? Who said that you can't stab people without a gun?"

This is autumn, he said a sentence to Ye Tong by the haggis pot, Ye Tong understood the previous sentence, but he never understood what the latter sentence meant.

Today is the winter solstice, and it is the time to eat haggis soup - the snow lake is full of warm and humid water vapor at this time, standing on the surface of the lake is like standing next to the haggis pot, and it is like a steam bath room in the courtyard of the Kuanyi Pavilion - the first person Xu Chen killed with revenge.

Xu Chen felt very warm, calm, and relaxed at this time, just like steaming in the bath room with all the pores dilated, and then eating a large pot of haggis with coriander bean curd sauce.

"Who said that the porter's son could not take revenge, and who said that the sixth could not cross the border and kill the seventh?"

He turned around and walked towards the south bank of Yanming Lake, occasionally raising his arm to wipe his face, not knowing whether to wipe the dust or tears off his face, his face, especially the corners of his eyes, became very red.

The maid had already descended the cliff and came to the snow lake, and her thin body was already extremely weak at this time, and she had to hold a big black umbrella and drag a heavy arrow box, which seemed more and more difficult.

Looking at the figure in the snow in front of them, the two of them quickened their pace at the same time, and when they met, they looked at each other's familiar faces, and they didn't know what to say with mixed feelings.

So he didn't say anything, Xu Chen took the maid into his arms, he hugged him very hard, and the faces of the two people were a little deformed, with tear stains, which looked a little funny.

Xu Chen's face was a little red, a little hot, the maid's face was very pale and cold, the faces of the two people were close together, they were very comfortable with each other, and then calm.

On the side of the bridge on the west bank of the lake, Pan An let go of the hand he had been clenching, and gently patted the railing, and a blood mark appeared on the railing.

Ye Yao glanced at the fluttering cyan coat on the other side of the bridge, took Pan An's hand, walked out of the trestle, and walked towards the two hugging each other on the snow lake.

Ye Tong stood on the wooden bridge, looking in the direction of the snow lake, without any emotion on her face, and then she closed her eyes, her beautiful thin eyebrows frowned slightly, as if she was thinking about something.

In the snow hall of the palace, the queen mother stood at the threshold with a blank face.

Her gentle face was already covered with tears, and the emperor gently hugged her from behind, wanting to give her some comfort, and the tears in her eyes flowed more and more, wanting to break free of his embrace.

His Majesty the Emperor hugged very tightly and hard, and the Empress struggled angrily, but after all, she could not break free, and this was naturally not because she was too sad and had no strength—she turned back into her husband's warm embrace, and wept silently, and after a while, the front of her dragon robe was wet.

Under the snow pavilion outside the hall, Li Yin looked at the direction of Yanming Lake in the south with a complicated expression, and Master Huang Yang withdrew his palm that fell on the ancient bell, and the bell gradually stopped.

The whole capital was silent.

The whole world was silent.

In the winter forest on the east bank of Yanming Lake, the cicadas suddenly sounded again, the sound was terrible, but it was full of joy and joy.

The fire on the snowy lake is gradually extinguished, and the chill is gradually rising.

Ye Yao walked behind Xu Chen, let go of Pan An's hand, and suddenly knelt down with a snap, two small snows splashed on his knees, and then knocked heavily on his head.

Pan An was slightly shocked.

Ye Yao's voice trembled slightly and said, "Thank you Uncle Xiao for cleaning up the portal for Mingzong." ”

Xu Chen did not turn sideways to avoid it, and accepted this gift calmly, he knew very well that the Demon Sect, which had been withered in the world now, respected and feared Uncle Xiaoshi, but it was Ximen Wang, a traitor who really hated him, if she didn't let Ye Yao kneel, she couldn't release the complicated emotions in her heart at this time.

What's more, Liansheng's consciousness fragment is in his sea of consciousness, he can be regarded as a generation of Liansheng's descendants, but he looked at the quiet night of the snow lake and said: "There are many people by the lake, you kneel, I'm afraid of some trouble." ”

Ye Yao stood up, Pan An wiped the ice and snow off her forehead, looked at the redness and swelling on it, couldn't help but feel a little distressed, listened to Xu Chen's words, and responded: "What trouble are you afraid of in the capital." ”

Today's battle with Ximen Wang, from beginning to end has not been disturbed by any conjecture, Xu Chen of course knows very well, this must be the Dushan Sect played a role in it, listening to Pan An's words, he couldn't help laughing, and a pride suddenly appeared in his heart, this is the capital, we are disciples of the Dushan Sect, then there is no trouble.

But what's next?

The hatred and killing intent that had accumulated for fifteen years, as Ximenwang's corpse fell into the lake, it was all released, just like the mist spewed out by the boiling lake, ordinary people would probably feel a little empty and confused, and even overwhelmed after great pleasure and excitement.

If Xu Chen was still the same Xu Chen, he would presumably fall into this mental state - after killing Ximen Wang, it seemed that he had finished what he wanted to do in his life, and he would never have anything to do anymore, and he didn't even know where to go.

"Let's go home first. ”

Xu Chen and the maid hugged each other and walked towards the house on the north shore of the lake, where the fire had been extinguished early, but although the master and servant were not seriously injured today, the loss was extremely serious, and they had already reached the moment when the oil ran out of lamps.

Pan An reacted very quickly, grabbed Xu Chen's arm, and said with some annoyance: "The maid is working so hard tonight, do you still expect her to be able to help you?

Xu Chen said: "Don't be too nervous about me, Ximen Wang is a Taoist Keqing no matter what he says, this will be transmitted back to the Western Jin Dynasty or Taiqingguan, it will always be bad for you in the future." ”

"I never thought about being a fat Taoist. ”

Pan An said impatiently, then grabbed his arm and lifted him hard, carried him on his back, and walked in the direction of the lakeshore, Ye Yao helped the maid to follow.

On the quiet snowy lake, the sound of creaking snow is heard from time to time.

The morning light is coming.

I don't know how many people watched around the lake tonight, people looked at the two footprints on the snow lake, looked at the people in front of the footprints, looked at Xu Chen who was carried by Pan An and the inconspicuous little maid who was being supported, their feelings were extremely complicated, and they always felt that what they saw was not real.

Xu Chen of the Sixth Upper Realm, with the help of the little maid, killed the peak powerhouse of martial arts, the domineering General Ximen Wang, in the eyes of many people, this is an impossible thing, even if Xu Chen is a disciple of Xuanwei, this kind of thing is still impossible to happen, because ...... It's a fair head-on fight.

It is not common but not rare for a cultivator of a high realm to die at the hands of an opponent of a lower realm, because there has always been no common reason in combat, and methods such as assassination and drugged traps sometimes play a decisive role, and it is not a case of a cultivator of the sixth realm dying at the hands of an ordinary assassin, but this situation rarely happens in a head-on battle, because it is a competition of absolute strength.

Especially for a great cultivator who has advanced to the seventh realm, it is impossible for a cultivator in the lower realm to defeat him in a fair head-on battle.

It is a big threshold for cultivation, and when you cross this threshold, you will be far away from the red dust.

In the records of the cultivation world, except that the powerful army can use the endless iron cavalry with the terrain and exquisite tactics to kill the great powerhouse of the seventh realm, there has never been a successful thing of crossing the border to challenge the seventh strongman, it is rumored that Ke Haoran once did it, but there was no audience in that battle, people only knew that the strong man of the seventh realm died, or the sixth realm rode the little black donkey and continued to move forward leisurely.

This also means that the battle between Xu Chen and Ximen Wang's Winter Lake is the first time in countless years that there is an audience and can be proven to be a seventh-level cross-border killing, which will definitely be recorded in the Western Jin Dynasty canon.

In this battle, Xu Chen made a lot of preparations and could even be said to be trapped, but he was originally a talisman master, so no one had any doubts about his fighting style, and the people watching the battle were only shocked by the methods that this youngest disciple of the Dushan Sect had used in the battle.

Whether it was the storm of the talisman, or the thunder of the arrows and the mysterious lotus field, the methods that Xu Chen had used had an effect that outsiders could not understand, and it seemed so powerful, although his realm was still in the sixth realm, but these methods really had the power of the seventh realm.

In the end, the maid shined on the cliffside, and everyone was silent.

Many of the spectators in the capital tonight were stronger than Xu Chen, but they were still extremely strongly shocked, especially Ye Tong, who was standing on the wooden bridge on the west bank, and she was the most shocked.

In today's world, in the three sects of Taoism, Buddhism and demons and the Dushan Sect, she has always been the strongest in the younger generation, whether it is the prince of Longqing or the monk of Guanhai, even Ye Yao, it is impossible to snatch away a trace of her style. However, seeing the performance of Xu Chen and the maid tonight, she suddenly had some other thoughts, so she closed her eyes and thought silently, her eyelashes trembling slightly in the night wind, and she seemed to have realized some truth through this battle.

On the snowy city wall, Ye Tianming looked at the direction of Yanming Lake in the distance, and after being silent for a long time, he said: "The Dushan Sect is really strong, and this guy is also very strong. ”

Watching the battle all night, watching the thunder on the lake, the wind and snow fluttering, the iron arrows, iron lotus, iron guns, and iron knives constantly hitting with the breath, Ye Tianming's opinion of Xu Chen was constantly adjusting and changing.

At the beginning, Xu Chen was an ordinary person in his eyes, and then he became good, and finally became very good, but when Xu Chen finally succeeded in killing Ximen Wang, he realized that his original opinion was still not accurate enough, and he didn't even want to hide his admiration and appreciation for that guy anymore.

Of course, today's Xu Chen can't be his opponent as a descendant of Taiqingguan, but he is so young, he forcibly kills Ximen Wang under such an impossible situation, if he studies in the Dushan Sect for a few more years, and receives a few teachings from Xuanwei, who can determine what kind of height Xu Chen will climb in the future?

Could it be that there really is another one in the world?

Ximen Wang's death did not have any impact on Ye Tianming's mood, even if there was another Ke Haoran from the Dushan Sect, it would only be one more admirable opponent for him, but it would make him feel gratified, and most importantly, he didn't think that Xu Chen would become the second.

He turned to look at Senior Brother and said, "Until now, you are still not sure?"

The senior brother asked, "The Western Jin Dynasty Divine Army said back then that it was a false judgment, why do you insist on such a statement." ”

"As I said, I believe that the Constellation of Light may be wrong, but it will never be arbitrary. Back then, the teacher may have judged that Lin Guangyuan's son could not be the son of Hades, so he would think that the Bright Divine Seat had made a big mistake, and the Divine Army would admit his mistake to Chaoyang, but if the inference of the Light was correct, the son of the Hades was indeed in the General's Mansion when he awakened, so if it wasn't Lin Guangyuan's son, who would it be?"

Ye Tianming looked at him expressionlessly and said, "You know very well who it will be." ”

The elder brother said: "Without evidence, there is no reason. ”

Ye Tianming said: "All the people are dead, Xu Chen is still alive, this is the evidence." ”

The elder brother did not speak.

Ye Tianming's sentence is very simple and seems to make no sense, but it can't be refuted.

can survive in any situation.,You can survive when you look like you're going to die.,If it's not for the god son blessed by Haotian.,Then you can only be the hero of the story.。

Fifteen years after that black line descended on the earth, this story has begun fifteen years, evolving without anyone knowing, and the male protagonist in this story is the son of Hades.

Ye Tianming believes that Xu Chen is the son of Hades.

In the distance, morning light appeared in the distance, and there was silence on the city walls.

I don't know how long it took, but the elder brother said, "The teacher once said that if we can't be sure of the existence of the existence above the heavenly dome, then we should maintain spiritual awe or vigilance, but we don't pay any attention to it in this worldly life, this is the way to get along." ”

Then he looked at Ye Tianming and said, "I'm not sure if Xu Chen is the son of the Hades King, I believe he is not, but I'm pretty sure that he is my junior disciple of the Dushan Sect." ”

Ye Tianming quietly pondered Xuanwei's words.

After a while, he looked at the winter forest on the shore of Yanming Lake, and said indifferently: "There is no evidence, there is no heavenly oracle, even if the Daomen has doubts, he will not do anything to Xu Chen, I think the dumb man needs to hear these words, but I doubt that he, who can no longer speak, can hear this." ”

A dumb person is not really dumb, naturally he will not really be a deaf person, the so-called whether he can hear it or not is whether he wants to hear it or not, and whether he is willing to believe the words of the Dushan Sect.

The senior brother looked at the winter forest, thinking about the Buddhist sect who was known for his perseverance, and a faint melancholy appeared between his eyebrows, the Buddhist sect walked obviously because of the rumors that the son of the Hades King came to the capital, since he dared to expose his travels, he was naturally not afraid to bear the pressure of the Dushan Sect and it was not good for Xu Chen.

He really didn't have much to do with the mute monk, because, as he often repeated but no one believed, the elder brother was really not good at fighting.

Ye Tianming looked at the secluded night forest, and always felt that something was wrong, because in the previous battle, the dumb monk never made a move, and he always felt that there were still people in that forest.

However, who in this world can avoid the gaze of him and Mr. Daishan Zongda?

At this moment, a gust of wind suddenly rose in the winter forest by the lake, and with the wind rose a large number of tearful cicadas, but those cicadas seemed so pleasant.

Listening to the sound of cicadas, Ye Tianming's face suddenly became extremely pale.

It's not fear, it's dignified, it's the emotion of the most powerful enemy in this life.

All I could hear was a very clear whistling.

The wooden sword he was carrying behind him also screamed, and suddenly came out of its sheath!

Like a ray of light, the sword flew away from the city wall, piercing the last of the night before dawn, and stabbing towards the winter forest.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Tianming jumped down from the city wall, his shirt vibrated slightly in the morning breeze, and he went away with the sword, his body was indescribable, like a thin snow in the wind, and it seemed that the speed of the flying sword was not slightly slower.

In the morning light, the winter forest was chaotic, and a flying sword flew from the snow lake, flying at high speed among the remnants of snow and trees, accompanied by a sneering whistle, looking for the place where the cicadas chirped.

A moment later, Ye Tianming swept into the forest, his shirt vibrated lightly, his right hand moved lightly, and the flying sword roared back from a distance, fell into his hand, and then inserted it into the scabbard behind his back.

The cicadas had stopped, and the man had gone, and in the cold winter forest, only the mute monk covered in snow and the corpse of Qinghe County on the ground were left.

Ye Tianming looked at the rising sun in the east, and saw that the morning mist in the forest was filled with light, like thin and transparent cicada wings, his brows were slowly raised, and his face was unprecedentedly heavy.

The sound of snow treading started, and the senior brother walked slowly from outside the forest, stood beside him, and followed his gaze to look there, with no expression on his face.

The sound of falling snow began, and the armor-like snow on the mute monk's body burst and fell, revealing the simple kapok robe on his body, and then he slowly stood up and saluted the senior brother and Ye Tianming.

The senior brother looked at the remnant snow between the monk's eyebrows, thinking about the intention of this Buddhist sect to walk, his brows couldn't help frowning slightly, and said, "Welcome Master Shennian to come to the capital to preach Buddha." ”

The purpose of the world walking into the capital this time is to observe Xu Chen, the legendary son of the Hades, who originally did not have any merciful intentions, and it is naturally impossible for the senior brother of the Shan Sect to really welcome it.

Shen Nian's expression was calm, and the remnant snow between his eyebrows seemed to be there like a resolute feeling, listening to the words of the senior brother that was implicit, and did not react.

"Last night, in the battle of Winter Lake, you were always silent in the winter forest, and you didn't make a move, I have always been a little strange, and I thought it was a gentleman from the Dushan Sect, but I didn't expect that person to come...... You've been practicing closed-mouth meditation for fifteen years, can't you just take a few steps for that?"

Ye Tianming looked at Shen Nian and asked, the expression on his face was extremely heavy, revealing a bit of coldness.

After the junior uncle of the Dushan Sect was punished, the biggest enemy of the Dao Sect in the world was that one, and the Demon Sect Sect Master was mysterious to the extreme, with the great power and influence of the Western Jin Divine Army in the world, he had not heard any whereabouts of this person for decades.

No one thought that when the world gathered in the capital, the cicadas sounded on the shore of Yanming Lake, and the most mysterious person in the world once again descended on the world.

When the Western Jin Dynasty Divine Army learned the news, they would inevitably be shocked, and they used all their strength to search for the whereabouts of the cicada, and Ye Tianming, as the descendant of Taiqing Guan, was even more vigilant.

Shen Nian has practiced closed-mouth meditation for fifteen years, and his skills are extremely profound, and once he opens his mouth, the sound of the Buddha will surely penetrate the world, but last night in the face of the cold cicada chirping, in the face of the silent but cold suppression of the man, he never spoke, because he could not be sure that he could defeat that person by opening his mouth.

So he didn't answer Ye Tianming's question at this time.