Star Railway: I have a sword that can kill the Star God!

In this city, in front of a shop, a gray-haired old man hunched over, and next to his body was a little girl about 7 years old.

He walked to a Fate Walker. He was a mortal and was captured by the Fate Walker into this pagoda.

Now that the fate traveler has died in the hands of others, he and his granddaughter began to depend on each other nearby.

Since there are no restaurants here, they always live a life where they are full from the last meal and may not have the next meal.

Looking at the old man's tired appearance, he knew that he had hit a wall again when begging for food today.

"Grandpa... I'm hungry..." The little girl's stomach growled, but her eyes were still watery. Even though she looked very thin, and the small shoes on her feet had many finger holes, she still walked The small steps followed closely behind the old man.

The old man slowly squatted down and looked at the little girl kindly.

"Xiaoyun, please be patient a little longer..." He turned pale and brushed his granddaughter's cheek with one hand.

Ten minutes later.

"roll!"

boom!

That was a pure believer. They believed in the most beautiful things, so when they saw the old man approaching them to beg, they immediately kicked him out without letting him go.

The old man was kicked away, breaking the door and flying directly onto the road!

"Grandpa!" the little girl cried and ran to her grandfather.

Seeing her grandfather bleeding from the corner of his mouth and dying, she shed huge tears.

"Xiaoyun...don't cry." The old man gritted his teeth and slowly climbed up. His body was stooped, but he was also very great.

"Waiting for grandpa for a while." But before he could take a few more steps, his body staggered and fell to the ground again.

"Grandpa... Xiaoyun is not hungry anymore. Xiaoyun is really not hungry anymore." The girl cried, but she was very sensible. She had not eaten for almost two days and only drank some water. Now her stomach was already growling. .

"Xiao Yun, don't be brave. Grandpa can still move his old bones! Grandpa promises you that he will buy you big buns!" The old man gritted his teeth and stood up forcefully with his hands on the ground.

But at this moment, two bags of hot steamed buns appeared in front of the little girl.

The two of them looked around and saw a woman with white hair and a single ponytail. She had a white sword on her waist, which gave people a biting feeling.

And she was wearing the clothes of an immortal boat, with three thousand blue silk threads fluttering, giving the two of them an ethereal feeling. Her bright eyes and white teeth were as pure as the bright moon.

But the only drawback was that her eyes were covered by a black ribbon.

"Eat." Jingliu said.

"Thank you, big sister!" When the little girl was about to take it, she was stopped by the old man.

"Why do you want to help us..." The old man looked at Jingliu.

"I don't know either..."

"Little girl, eat it." Jingliu said with a smile.

Jingliu said, eating a bun first.

Seeing that Jingliu had eaten them all, the girl grinned, picked up one and ate it.

"Is it tasty?"

"It's delicious! Thank you, big sister!" The little girl also took one for her grandfather.

"Grandpa eat."

"Grandpa doesn't want to eat... Xiaoyun, please eat." The old man said with a smile.

"No, grandpa wants to eat."

"Okay, grandpa, listen to Xiaoyun."

As he said that, the old man broke it into half and took a bite.

"Grandpa, is it delicious?"

"It's delicious, Xiaoyun, thank you benefactor."

"Yes!" After saying that, the grandfather and grandson knelt down to Jingliu to express their gratitude.

"It doesn't have to be like this, get up quickly..." Just when Jingliu was about to help the two of them, he was startled, and then looked at the old man with a sad look.

"No need to say more, benefactor..."

"I understand." Jingliu nodded.

When he just helped the old man, he noticed that his hands had no warmth.

"Xiaoyun, get me some water quickly."

"Yes, I understand, grandpa."

As she spoke, the little girl went to the place where her grandfather and grandson lived not far away.

"Ahem!" After the girl left, the old man coughed crazily, covering his body with blood.

Jingliu looked at the old man, feeling a little sad in his heart. He was just a mortal, and he was actually involved in such a dispute.

"My life is not long, girl, you can take this money." The old man fumbled in his pants, and there were only 200 credits in them.

"I have a heartfelt request...my granddaughter...cough!" There was another cough.

"Ah!" A scream came from the distance, very loud, it was a girl's voice!

The old man was startled, and so was Jingliu. What happened?

Pfft!

The blood-stained girl's body was slashed by sword light and was thrown in front of everyone. She was still holding the water bowl in her hand, but now she could no longer hold it.

"Xiaoyun!" the old man roared, and several more mouthfuls of blood spurted out.

Jingliu also had an angry look on his face.

"How dare a dirty guy pass by in front of me. Only the moment of death, when the bright red blood spurts out, is the most beautiful symbol of such a dirty person."

"Pure beauty is the essence of the world!" the woman said crazily.

When the old man saw the motionless girl lying on the ground, his face gradually turned pale, and then he vomited out a mouthful of blood, and then died.

He had been seriously injured, and when he died, he stared at the woman who was shouting pure beauty.

This is reality. The weak will not have any privileges, and the era in which the weak can be happy will never exist!

"Weak people are always like this. Living in this world is a kind of ugliness, don't you think so?"

She looked at Jingliu with a sarcastic look on her face.

"You heinous bastard!" Jingliu gritted his teeth, as if the devil was about to attack, and his insane attitude could no longer be suppressed!

"Hey, who are you? How dare you speak to me like this?" The woman was stunned.

"You're right... only the moment when blood splashes out is the most beautiful symbol." Jingliu's expression was crazy.

As soon as the sound fell, Jingliu swung out a sword in his hand.

"Not good!" The fate traveler who believed in pure beauty felt the terror of this sword.

She immediately held her sword in front of her chest in a blocking manner, trying to block Jingliu's sword.

But this sword was so overbearing. The sword light was as powerful as a broken bamboo, as if it had cut through the space, and it was swung with ice crystals.

Before the sword could reach her, her whole body was frozen by the ice and turned into ice.

"Death!" Jingliu shouted.

A sword swung by.

The ice suddenly shattered and rolled to the ground along with her sword and her head.

Jingliu crushed this head into pieces with one kick without any mercy.

Half an hour later, somewhere outside the city, Jingliu put the bodies of the grandfather and granddaughter into a pit.

"Although I have fallen into the devil's shadow, I still know that you should not die here."

She summoned her sword, and the other half of herself was reflected in the sword.

His red eyes were pupilless, his expression was neither happy nor sad, and he was very indifferent, just looking at himself with the ribbon.

"Jingliu, what is reflected in your eyes?" Such a sentence came to her heart, as if another version of herself was questioning her.

"confused..."

Jingliu answered himself.

"Since there is confusion, why not let me be born and cut off all confusion."

"No need!" Jingliu said, sheathing his sword and looking at the two simple cemeteries.

"May you live happily in your next life."

Jingliu said and left, and she walked towards the direction of Xiyu City.