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The evil king in white stood with his hands behind his back.

The evil emperor wearing a cloak stood quietly opposite Xiang Yutian for a long time without saying a word.Both of them are the most talented among the demons

Although the generations of Tianjiao are different, they have successively reached the pinnacle of the world that others can't believe.Although the century-old evil has gradually faded out of the world's sight.

But Jiwei is still there.

The evil king in white clothes is the most terrifying strong man in the world talking, laughing and killing people with every gesture.Any strong person trembles.

The duel between the two is the biggest duel among the strongmen of the Demon Sect.

No matter who wins or loses, they will achieve the ultimate pinnacle of the opponent's other life.

"As long as I kill you again and take away your demon energy and dao heart seeding demon, then I believe that I am qualified to win the world." The evil king in white asked with a smile as if chatting with a friend: "Do you have any last words? No matter what kind of wish, you can say it."

"You're welcome." Xiang Yutian chuckled and said, "Maybe it's not too late to say it at the last moment."

"Then do it!" The evil king Shi Zhixuan nodded and said: "Killing you has always been my wish. Since I was a child, the old man taught me that killing the strongest evil emperor of the Demon Sect, Xiang Yutian, should be the greatest goal of every descendant of the Demon Sect. ...Although I don't like to listen to that old guy's words, but I think this sentence is not wrong."

"You must have killed the most respected master in your heart when he broke through the door, and the evil king of the world is doomed to be a king of killing." Xiang Yutian sighed slightly: "Xiang Yutian killed a lot when he was young. But in recent years, I often think about it. Life is wonderful. I care about the process, not the result."

"Agree." The evil king Shi Zhixuan nodded again: "But the process of killing is equally exciting."

The breath on the two of them gradually rose.It's like the river and the sea are churning when the murderous intent of the two is about to collide and the thunderous duel is about to start.

Suddenly, if there is, if there is no sound, the flute sounded.

It seems that the sky is far away, and it seems that the Xiao Yin is barely audible, but it is in the heart.Even exhausting all the languages ​​in the world.It is also impossible to describe the sound of the flute at all, and it is difficult to discuss and express the kind of moving and unexpected events that the sound of the flute gives people.

It is as close to the ear as a little boy holding joy on his knees.

It also seems that although the fairy in the painting smiles at people, she can reach out but keep at an untouchable distance.It's more like a dream that is clearly in front of you, but your desire is close but you can't reach it.

It makes people so unpredictable, but it must be so gentle in the heart.The sound of the flute is like an elf full of spirituality.Vigorously throbbing.

When the two couldn't help being intoxicated by it, the sound of the flute gradually became melodious and mesmerizing.

Like a girl.Tears secretly slipped down her smooth face, wet her jade hands, and the sound of whimpering seemed to be begging for the sympathy of her parents. Her outstretched hands went straight to the sky, wanting to hug the bright moon and ask.Where is all that she can have in the world?

under the moon.The brilliance on the ground seemed to turn into frost and dew for her sorrow.A little Xinghan.

The sound of the flute is completely free from any known tunes or clichés.On the contrary, it is almost instinctively connected to the heaven and the earth but not far away. It only gathers all the touching fairy sounds in the world, with a natural and ingenious ingenuity, leading the listener into the world of mournful music.

Xiang Yutian's figure trembled slightly, he suddenly wanted to embrace the image in his heart, that little girl he had abandoned, and told her that everything was not what she thought... Seeing her envious eyes, watching her chasing after others sadly The phantom person in his heart, he felt that he suddenly ignored her thoughts.

Maybe she shouldn't be the granddaughter of the evil emperor Xiang Yutian.

But she already knew that this was already a fact.

Although I don't know how she is, I believe that under the moon, she will stretch out her hands to the bright moon like this, silently crying, silently calling for the pity of her relatives?

The evil king Shi Zhixuan's chest rose and fell several times, wanting to shatter this calling from the bottom of his heart with a loud voice, but he couldn't bear it.

This is the only time for my precious daughter to express her longing and pity to herself... Although she will no longer be the same as she was when she was a child.

She calls herself father as sweetly as she does and will hate herself for the rest of her life as much as she did after her mother died.She has always been so stubborn, never compromised with herself, never surrendered to her fierce reputation as the evil king, never expressed to herself the slightest wish other than silent resistance...

But now she expressed her true feelings for the first time.

Although she only knew how to express it with Xiao Yin, it was so clear and transparent that it broke his heart.

In order to become the evil king of the world, he can do anything that makes people tremble, but he has never forgotten her.

Never forget that I am a father.

Could it be that she is also afraid that she will fall in front of a certain strong man because of constant challenges?Or she is lonely and helpless, her heart is broken like a star, and she wants to tell the last secret in her heart, and then leave without regret, just like her mother...

Because of her existence, the dark clouds in the sky become hazy, and the howling mountain wind becomes gentle because of her existence; the water dew on the tip of the grass becomes cool because of her existence.She didn't know when she was standing in the distant confusion.

As true as it is unreal, it slowly steps away with the sound of the flute.Her footsteps are as light as a jade-born lotus. Even so, both of them have a feeling of letting her walk on the road in the bottom of their hearts. Xiao Sheng turns around like water around the mountain.

The sky and the earth suddenly became peaceful like a traveler who stopped in the wind and snow.No matter why, just listen to the fluttering sounds of nature for the epiphany of the heart.

People can never set foot on the perception in the bottom of their hearts.Although hopeful but unattainable.

If you stick to the tranquility and listen attentively, you will be moved in your heart.

And Ming Wu.

Softness that harmonizes with heaven and earth.With the ever-changing sound of flute like strands of silk, the blossoming flowers in the sea of ​​flowers in spring also bloom quietly like snowflakes in winter night where no one is around.

Xiaoyin wonderfully bridges the barriers between people and hearts.Completely crushed.

The high-pitched and high-spirited place seems to come faintly from nine days away; the low-pitched place seems to sink into the abyss and untouchable.If you want to be self-absorbed and reject beauty, then Xiaoyin will follow you like a shadow like fate.The entanglement of people's mind deeply imprints every note of it on the heart.If you want to get stuck in it and don't want to extricate yourself, then Xiaoyin will be like that girl in white again.Stepping away step by step with sorrow, just leaving her pretty image in the deepest part of my mind...

The evil king Shi Zhixuan turned around for the first time.He wanted to reach out to her several times and call her softly.

At this moment, no matter whether she hated him deeply or was heartbroken and begged for mercy, he was no longer stubborn as before.

Far away in the darkness, there is a gentle lady who is like the most loving and doting mother in the world.Wave to her and show her a smile.With joy and sweetness... Madam is opening her arms slightly as if she wants to hug this poor woman in white in front of her and pamper her...

Beside the lady stood a young man.

He didn't watch the confrontation between the two top masters of the Demon Sect, and all his thoughts were only on her.

In his eyes there is only her.

"When we meet each other thousands of miles away, there will be a day when lovesickness is hard to come by; close to the end of the world, the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl hate the sky. Falling flowers and flowing water ask you in the west of the Qingxi River where the Yuenv Huansha is; the pear blossoms with tears remember the bitter and sweet boiled wine and the green plum sprouts. A song for the king. Two-phase bond and heart-to-heart bond will soon lead to infatuation; the long-lasting love is like silk holding hands and weeping." He sang to her very gently, as if he was afraid that her heart would be broken if he made a loud noise.

Although the evil king Shi Zhixuan had never heard of this poem, he knew that it was composed by that young man.

This young man has lovers who cannot be counted on ten fingers, but he knows that what he loves most is her, her poor woman.

When he watched her gently caress the most heartbreaking tears that fell from the young man's starry eyes, Xie Wang felt that his heart was also aching.When was she not only the person she hated deeply, but also the person who broke her heart.

She might have wanted to give that young man her heart, but she'd broken her whole heart out of fear...

Xie Wang wanted to reach out and wipe away the sad tears for her.

Like other fathers in the world wiping the tears off their daughter's face.But he couldn't raise his hand.His hand is just the hand of killing and no longer the hand of his father.

Reaching out her hand might make her even more terrified and heartbroken, and never dare to see her again.Xie Wang didn't know how much courage she summoned up this time.

For the first time, she dared to boldly express her daughter's persistence in front of herself.

She seemed to be telling herself that her father and daughter had grown up...

Xie Wang Shi Zhixuan gently raised his hand, although he didn't move, but like that young man, he gently wiped away the remaining tears on her little face in his heart.He didn't touch it but he could feel the throbbing and heartache in the young man's fingers.In the young man's hands were her tears, but in Xie Wang's hands was the blood in his heart.

Although she didn't look back, Xie Wang could feel her deep fear of her own fear...

It seems that the soul is trembling because of him, which makes him feel regretful and regretful.

For the name of the whole world, change her boldly, turn her head and look at her, change her father, and wave goodbye to her, then the evil king will have no regrets in his heart.The madam gently hugged her and used her whole body to hug her tightly and drifted away from the young man... Xie Wang closed his eyes and let out a breath slowly, a streak of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

Although he didn't fight, he was heartbroken.

"Congratulations, Xie Wang." Xiang Yutian suddenly said slowly, "You have a good daughter."

"Congratulations to you, the evil emperor too." The evil king Shi Zhixuan snorted slightly, "If Shi Zhixuan hadn't had a good daughter, you would have died today

this.The evil emperor said to Yutian that I am better than you is not just martial arts. "

"Xie Wang, you are at least a barely qualified father." Xiang Yutian nodded slowly:

"Emperor Yu Tian, ​​who knows that in the world, he is the worst grandfather in the end, you are far better than me. Farewell to the evil king. When I parted, I sighed that the strongest evil king was just now."