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Yue Man was puzzled: "Why before drinking?" Zhang Xiaofan glanced at Yue Man: "After drinking, can you still believe what you said?" Yue Man: "..."

"I know what your kid wants to ask."

Yue Man shook his head and said: "In Jianghu, it is a big taboo to talk lightly and deeply.

I've been nice to you from the beginning, of course it's not for nothing. "

Zhang Xiaofan said: "I just want to know what you rely on."

"You have my Kunlun swordsmanship."

Yue Man said: "The Kunlun Sword Art inherits a momentum.

You are younger than me, no matter what school or sect you are from, I will regard you as a junior of my Kunlun.

Come on, silly boy, don't be dumbfounded. "

Yue Man looked into the distance with awe-inspiring eyes.

"It's time to drink."

Zhang Xiaofan picked up the wine gourd and uncorked the bottle.

Many people who were still alive opened the wine gourds in their hands.

Those who were sitting, standing, and lying on the ground, as long as they were panting, they all found this glass of wine in their hands.

This glass of wine was to see off the monks who were still standing in front of them.

It's also for the sake of doing well for yourself.

And outside this oppressive cave, where there seems to be only fighting and roaring, under the dust that is constantly rolling over and covering the sun, at the last moment of success and failure, at this moment when everyone holds their bottles high .

Suddenly a girl's voice was hoarse, but her voice was loud and clear.

"Drink a glass of wine together!" The faintly hazy sun emerged slightly in the dust, and the dust that kept rolling over would eventually dissipate.

Fragments of light sprinkled down and shone on the girl's face.

The sword in her hand was broken, she was covered in blood, and her clothes were in tatters. The continuous fighting had already caused her to lose her former high spirits, and she became extremely sluggish.

But for some reason, after she yelled this, the last distracting thoughts were thrown away in almost everyone's mind.

At this moment, love, hate, life and death, seem to be unimportant.

As long as you hold on, hold on for a while, none of this matters.

"Drink a glass of wine together!" Someone began to shout, with a trembling voice.

Not trembling with terror, but excitement, but passion.

Afterwards, the man drank the wine in the gourd in his hand.

"Drink a glass of wine together!" People continued to join the team of this loud voice.

"Drink a glass of wine together!" Both those with and without wine shouted loudly. This sentence seemed to have lost its original meaning, and became a sword formula, or some great mystery between heaven and earth.

Every sentence is loud and full of alcohol.

Accompanied by a huge wave of monster energy, it appeared on the surrounding bodies.

Countless wild monsters surrounded this group of people, looking at these human monks in surprise.

Is it a formation?Is it some unknown spell?The aura didn't churn, but the aura could be truly felt.

This group of evildoers who never seemed to know life and death stopped in their tracks, digging the soil anxiously, and refused to move forward with sobs.

And in this sound, the same sentence.

Cups of life and death demon wine were poured into the monk's intestines.

Zhang Xiaofan also raised his wine glass and drank the wine from the gourd.

Together with Bai Ling, let go of your throat, and together with all fellow Taoists, sing this loud and clear song.

"Drink a glass of wine together!!!"

"kill!!!"

Medical skill proficiency bonus: 200% (full) Martial arts proficiency bonus: 200% (full) When dying, it doesn't hurt very much, but very tired.

At the dying moment of the final decisive battle in this world, besides the two notification sounds in the system, Zhang Xiaofan also saw some flashback afterimages.

Because the demon cave was completely sealed and the demon dragon was killed, those demons who had lost their retreat and leader were chased by the monks who drank the life and death line, and were completely exterminated.

The last thing Zhang Xiaofan remembered was that he seemed to be pierced by something, his whole body felt light.

Zhang Xiaofan heard that Yue Man beside him seemed to shout something angrily, but when Zhang Xiaofan wanted to understand what happened, he found that he couldn't open his eyes anymore.

In the end, he could barely open his eyes, those broken pictures finally formed a memory in Zhang Xiaofan's mind, deeply rooted.

It seemed to be Bai Ling's face, Zhang Xiaofan couldn't see her face clearly, but he knew that she didn't die after the wailing of those monsters gradually died down.

"Su..." The memory is broken, including the words.

Yueman's voice is still so familiar, "Boy Su, you are a good person! I, Yueman, will guarantee with my life in the future, and my Kunlun will definitely form a good relationship with your descendants... Even if one generation fails, his descendants will also die." One generation will come to my Kunlun... At that time, I will definitely buy him another drink..." Gradually the surrounding area became silent, and bursts of cheers gradually broke out.

"Happy! That life-and-death deed is really intense. It's a pity that you have cultivated for hundreds of years... But if you really think about it, it's really happy to be able to kill all the heads of demons and drink this cup with fellow Taoists."

"Who would have thought that this catastrophe that started with Zhou Xiaoyu would cause such a blow to the entire world of cultivating immortals.

Countless sects were destroyed, and Zhou Xiaoyu must pay for these people with his life! "

"..." Noisy voices rang in Zhang Xiaofan's ears continuously.

Before Zhang Xiaofan's thinking completely fell into chaos, he felt his head being held up by both hands.

It seemed to be Bai Ling's voice.

Unfortunately, none of these seem to matter anymore.

"The mark you left in my body, I will protect it with aura...Su...you will have descendants, go away with peace of mind...I will bring him up, and I will tell him our story, I will pass on your Yin-Yang sword..." In the end, Zhang Xiaofan was plunged into darkness.

When Zhang Xiaofan woke up from the Kun Gua house, his eyes were a bit hazy.

Zhang Xiaofan wiped his face and found that his face was a little wet.

"System," Zhang Xiaofan said indifferently, "I want to know why."

"What the host thinks is the answer."

In the mind, the voice of the system is still cold: "The host just doesn't want to admit it."

"So, all of this is true...?" Zhang Xiaofan said, "Or, all of this is something that actually happened?"

"Yes."

"Bai Ling, Yue Man, Xiaojun, and everyone I've seen in the illusion these two days, did they actually exist?"

"Yes."

"Now, the blood power carried by some immortal cultivators is actually a sequela of the demon pill wine?"

"Yes."

Zhang Xiaofan took a deep breath and remained silent for a while.

Afterwards, Zhang Xiaofan asked the last question with deep eyes.

"So, who is 'I' playing in it?"

The Kunlun Sword Pool is full of forests.

These places inherited from ancient times are said to be a battlefield.

In the sword pool, it is heard that there are countless sword qi constantly swimming in it, all kinds of complicated sword intents and sword qi are enduring, and there are many engraved sword marks among the countless ruined walls.