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one year later

Time flies by like a flash, and in a blink of an eye, time slips away through the fingers.

A lot of things can happen in the 365 days and nights of this year.

I wouldn’t say it’s changed rapidly but it’s very different from the year before.

A major event broke out in the world: Qi Jiayu, the leader of the martial arts alliance, is an out-and-out hypocrite.

It is said that when Qi Jiayu was encircling and suppressing the demonic leader of the Holy Cult at Yunlai Villa last year, he encountered difficulties and actually wanted to kill his fellow sect members just to beg for mercy from the demonic sect in order to survive in the world. Not only that, he also wants to collude with the devil's sect and cause harm to the world.

It is said that the case of arson and extermination of the Mo family in Jiangnan 10 years ago was not the fault of the Demon Cult. It was Qi Jiayu who committed such a crime in order to seize a magical martial arts secret book that was circulated in the world and later blamed the Demon Cult. .

It is said that the former leader of the martial arts alliance preferred Zhuang Gu from Yunlai Villa as the next leader of the martial arts alliance. It was only because Master Gu was unwilling to marry the daughter of the former leader of the martial arts alliance, but Qi Jiayu deceived him for the position of leader. The body of the daughter of the former martial arts leader.

It is said that in order to survive, Qi Jiayu even gave his daughter to a powerful man to seek his asylum.

On the edge of the steep cliff, a young man in red stands with his hands behind his back.

A red dress flutters in the wind, like a blooming red rose, swaying red.

The young man has red lips and white teeth, and his delicate facial features are three points more mature than last year.

The smile that suddenly curved up was like a flower blooming in the underworld, and beneath the handsome appearance was a bloodthirsty murderous intention.

Ru Mo's eyes were fixedly looking at the middle-aged man in black who was only three steps away from him.

The middle-aged man was disheveled, with bloody scars on his withered face, and blood almost covered his entire face.

This is Qi Jiayu, who is "at the height of the limelight" in the world. Like a rat crossing the street, he hides in Tibet and survives for nearly a year.

There are so many crimes involving sanctimony, betraying friends for glory, lust for profit, and disregarding human life that it is too numerous to list.

Seven days ago, Qi Jiayu fell into the hands of the Holy Cult.

Facing his sworn enemies, Mo Chenxuan naturally couldn't let him have an easy time, and tortured him all over with the torture of the Holy Cult.

Today, Qi Jiayu's hand tendons and hamstrings have all been severed, and his body is as soft as a puddle of mud. No part of his skin and flesh is good. He suffers heart-gnawing pain every day, but he still doesn't have the ability to die.

To truly live, you must die.

Qi Jiayu was lying on the yellow sandstone road, his eyes were cloudy, his throat was already in pain and he was roaring hoarsely, and his squirming lips could not make any sound.

"Qi Jiayu, I said that one day, you will fall into my hands and I will make you unable to live or die."

"Mom, dad, sister, brother. Ah Xuan has avenged you!"

"Gu Qinghua, I have my revenge! I will be with you soon!"

Mo Chenxuan stood on the cliff, looking up at the blue sky and white clouds filled with golden light above his head, a trace of relief flashed in his eyes.

He pulled out a dagger from his arm and stabbed Qi Jiayu in the heart who was lying at his feet. Blood spurted out and splashed on his body, blending into the red robe. It was difficult to tell whether the red was blood or the original color on the clothes. of dyes.

He finally killed his enemy with his own hands.

Mo Chenxuan expressionlessly wiped the blood on the dagger with his wide sleeve. After putting away the dagger, he stretched his legs and kicked Qi Jiayu's body off the cliff.

After doing all this, Yun Juan stared at the sky like a puppet, until his head was filled with stars, and his figure gradually disappeared on the edge of the cliff.

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next day

Mo Chenxuan left the letter and the cult leader's token, passed the position of cult leader to Zuo Zuo Anxiang, and then rode away.

As the horse ran wildly on the mountain road, Mo Chenxuan's thoughts went round and round. He still remembered that more than a year ago, the man entered his life forcefully and made a relationship with him that seemed absurd and even funny. bet.