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Everyone's past is a thick and wonderful storybook. But some people like to open it, and some people like to hide it.

Wang Shihui is a person who is never willing to mention the past to others, but this does not mean that he has no past.

When his figure was swallowed up again by the stormy waves surging in all directions, his mind involuntarily recalled a terrible experience he had encountered as a child.

He was thrown into the swamp by his mother, and no matter how much he cried and struggled, his feet sank deeper and deeper, slowly reaching his knees, lower abdomen, and chest......

He desperately grabbed a thorn that fell in the mire, and he didn't care about the sharp thorns piercing his hands with blood, and used all his strength to pull his body out of the mire little by little.

However, when he was about to successfully escape, his mother stretched out her delicate hand, looking at herself expressionlessly, while slowly breaking the life-saving wattle.

His young mind was filled with despair and fear, and he watched his mother slowly get up and leave without looking back.

He realized to his horror that his mother had abandoned himself and that he had to crawl out of the swamp alone if he didn't want to die.

When three hours later, exhausted, he climbed to the edge of the swamp in one breath, and his mother, who had been waiting there, had no comfort or appreciation, but only said lightly: "Don't trust others at any time, don't give up in despair, and only rely on yourself to survive." ”

He remembered this phrase for decades, and it even became the most important belief and belief in his life.

At this moment, his vision suddenly lit up with a cloud of purple and red brilliance, like auspicious clouds like thunder, tearing open the night and falling from the distant darkness.

- Diao Xiaosi!

Wang Shihui's spirit perked up, and the magic knife in his hand suddenly turned into a full and poignant blood moon, surging to vent around with his scarred body as the center, and the place where he passed was like a wind and clouds plowing the acupoints, and a radius of twenty zhang seemed to become a blood-colored ocean!

Diao Xiaosi couldn't help but admire Wang Shihui a little. After two rounds of stormy attacks, the old guy was still able to burst out with such an astonishing strength and momentum, and his terrifying cultivation was really not covered.

He moved the Nine Palaces Sword Formation, and threw two Dao talismans to Wang Shihui - one was the "mud and water talisman", and the other was the "self-benefiting talisman that harmed others".

This hand Diao Xiaosi once played with Wang Xuanying at the Dragon Sword Meeting, and now he is still unhappy when he meets Wang Shihui.

"Po, po!" The two Dao talismans exploded, and a majestic and extremely thick force suddenly poured into Diao Xiaosi's Nine Palace Sword Array like a hundred rivers converging into the sea, making the light emitted by the Sword Array double in an instant, blazing like the sun and shining like a star, wrapped in a raging sword gang that was enough to tear apart everything and fall from the sky, like boiling snow making the brilliance of the blood moon continue to melt, revealing a crack that directly pressed Wang Shihui.

Wang Shihui shouted wildly, and instead of retreating, he took off into the air to meet the falling Nine Palace Sword Array, but his body speed fell in Diao Xiaosi's eyes, which was already a lot slower than usual, and the solidified space slowed down his speed, and in an instant, he was like a girl stripped naked, exposing all the fatal flaws under the Nine Palace Sword Array without concealment.

"Sanben ****, I'm a person who holds a grudge very much...... Diao Xiaosi smiled viciously at Wang Shihui, and then the whole person disappeared incredibly into the sword light that opened and closed in the sky.

......The five pillars of light that rose into the sky suddenly split and mutated continuously, outlining swords similar to runes in the void, intertwining with each other and transforming into five huge silver-white divine turtles!

"Wang Bajue?!" Wang Shihui once heard Wang Xuanying, who had returned from the feathers, mention such an unprecedented, unprecedented, and strange sword trick that came home.

History seems to be repeating itself, but the protagonist on stage is replaced by him.

"Duh!" Wang Shihui's mouth spurted out a strong puff of intense essence blood, and a ten-day phantom suddenly flew behind him, and he used all his strength to smash it towards Diao Xiaosi.

"Boom, boom, boom......" The furious light smashed the Void Circle to pieces, like the sun and the moon crashing against the heavens and the earth and collapsing, and everything seemed to exist in this side of the world.

I don't know how long it took, and the fading light and mist re-revealed the figures of Diao Xiaosi and Wang Shihui.

Only half of the magic knife in Wang Shihui's hand was left, and his chest was red and pierced by the day and night Dayan Pig Killing Knife, and there was also a Zhao Wuling King Killing Knife obliquely inserted in his shoulder.

He stared at Diao Xiaosi, who was dozens of feet away, and said in a hoarse voice: "This array, how did you do it?"

Diao Xiaosi's face lost all the color of blood, exhausted and forced to support his heavy body, snorting and panting, blood kept oozing out of his torn clothes, he looked at Wang Shihui and smiled: "For five days and five nights, Lao Tzu has not even slept a single sleep, just to treat you well!"

"Impossible!" Wang Shihui said, "Since you came to our people, we have been secretly watching, and you have never left the inn at all. ”

Diao Xiaosi said with a smile: "Stupid, is it possible that Lao Tzu is going out for a walk, and he still has to say hello to your subordinates?"

The brilliance in Wang Shihui's eyes slowly dissipated, as if he had changed his appearance, and said, "I didn't expect it to be like this in the end......"

"Bang!" his body exploded, and a cloud of scarlet blood mist drifted away, eventually becoming untraceable.

Diao Xiaosi squirted blood stasis with a "wow", and quickly stuffed the pill into his mouth, without the slightest strength to kill the joy and pride of the Blood Moon Dharma King, only frowned painfully and said: "Niang Xipi, if you continue to toss like this, Lao Tzu will go bankrupt sooner or later, and I don't know what happened to the princess and little Niangpi?"

Perhaps this is a question that only Yuwen Zhiji can answer. At this moment, he was facing Princess Jincheng, and the two guards who were originally responsible for protecting him through the Netherworld Realm, one was lost in the space of the magic circle, and the other had fallen at the feet of Princess Jincheng.

The two of them were on the edge of the crater, huge pillars of molten fire rolling out of the belly of the mountain, and thick smoke turned into a raging mushroom cloud high in the sky.

Yuwen Zhiji's cultivation is only in the realm of knowledge, if it weren't for the fact that he had a magic weapon to protect his body, he might not need to be touched by Princess Jincheng, and he had been burned into a piece of charcoal by the blazing molten current.

He clenched his sword in horror, his hands trembling involuntarily, and his feet subconsciously pushed backwards step by step, trying to distance himself from Princess Kaneshiro.

"Don't, don't...... Your Majesty was not killed by me, it was all because of the instigation and provocation of Wang Shichong and the Holy Monk Jinding. I have also tried my best to persuade my eldest brother!" he looked panicked, hoping to arouse a trace of pity from Princess Jincheng, and pleaded: "Please don't kill me, I am still useful! I am willing to serve Her Royal Highness the princess—"

Princess Jincheng looked indifferent, and said lightly: "Can you compare with a dog?"

Yuwen Zhiji was stunned, Princess Jincheng stopped talking, and two bundles of Queqiao Xianni suddenly swept out of her sleeve.

Yuwen Zhihe threw his sword at Princess Jincheng with a loud shout, and desperately ran to the wind down the mountain.

Suddenly, his neck tightened, and he was tightly entangled by the Queqiao Xianni, and his body involuntarily pulled backwards, falling heavily at the feet of Princess Jincheng like a dead dog.

Yuwen Zhiji's eyes flashed with despair, and he cried bitterly: "Please, don't kill me......"

Princess Jincheng didn't say a word, and slowly tightened the Queqiao Xianni. Yuwen Zhihe was like a big fish that had been dragged ashore, constantly struggling and fluttering, but finally his body stiffened and he lost his breath.

Princess Jincheng let go of Queqiao Xianni, Yuwen Zhihe died, but Yu Wenhua, Yuwen Chengdu, Wang Shichong, Jinding Monk ...... Stronger and fiercer enemies are still alive, and what is being done now is only the beginning.

At this time, Diao Xiaosi came to her side covered in blood, glanced at the hideous Yuwen Zhiji, and said, "I just killed Wang Shihui." Guess what, he's actually the Blood Moon King of the Secret Moon Demon Sect. ”

Princess Jincheng was silent for a moment and asked, "How did you talk to Li Mi?"

Diao Xiaosi sighed and said, "It's not good, in two days, Lao Tzu will have to go to Liyang to die." ”

As soon as he thought of this, he felt that he was on fire, obviously the errand had been completed, but he had to be forced to go to the shabby place of Liyang to play with the hundreds of thousands of forbidden troops of Yu Wenhua, how could his life be more bitter than bitter cauliflower?

Li Mi and Li Yuan, the two old foxes, kept fighting and killing in order to grab territory, so why did they have to drag Lao Tzu into the water? I originally planned to stand on the shore and watch the excitement, but I was inexplicably pushed into the oil pot again.

Princess Jincheng said, "You can not go." ”

Diao Xiaosi said suspiciously: "This is your true words?"

Princess Jincheng slowly held his hand, her fingers were as cold as water, and she said softly: "The road to Liyang is very difficult, I hope you can be by your side." ”

Diao Xiaosi's eyes suddenly turned into a crescent moon, and he felt a little bit that as long as he could hold her slender hand, even if he really went bankrupt, it wouldn't be a big deal - anyway, Lao Tzu had nothing and even slept on the grave.

He really wanted to take the opportunity to take Princess Jincheng into his arms and make love, but unfortunately this little girl's skin was not Wan'er, let alone Shiso, and this thought could only be stopped in his mind. If you really want to put it into action, Yuwen Zhihe lying on the ground is obviously a good benchmark.

Anyway, you have to take your time in everything, and you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry.

Thinking of Yuwen Zhiji, Diao Xiaosi said: "Anyway, we just killed an old guy, you should always say thank you to me, right?"

Princess Jincheng's clear gaze stared at his face like a sweet spring, and asked softly, "Do you really care so much about me saying thank you?"

Diao Xiaosi was stunned, and suddenly his eyes changed from crescent moon to two cracks, and he understood the meaning of Princess Jincheng's words.

His spirits lifted up suddenly, and he said with a smile: "Let's go, let's go and see if the old demon of Yinshan is dead?" took her hand and walked slowly.

There is still a long, long road ahead, but I feel that with the company of beautiful women, the fiery magma along the road will also turn into the most beautiful and gorgeous fireworks.

Take her hand, all the way through the wind and rain.