[Lotus Lantern] Kunlun Shangxian

"Are you willing to do it?"

There was a strange color in his eyes, Gao Hua's unruly eyebrows were full of ridicule, Emperor Donghua said unceremoniously.

The onlookers know that for such immortals who have survived in the world for tens of millions of years, there is very little that can be hidden from their eyes.

Yang Jian was confused and resisted, and the Kunlun God who seemed to be isolated from the world in front of him tried his best to cover it up.Even if you don't know the specific details, you can get a glimpse of it.

What's more, the master and apprentice... Heh, the authorities are just deluded.

"Isn't it the same in the past, the emperor?"

There seemed to be a slight doubt in the cold voice.However, just from the unchanged face of Master Yuding, one can know that this is not the case.

The corners of Emperor Donghua's upturned mouth were slightly stiff, as if he never thought that this sword master who seemed to be indifferent to the world would have such a stabbing moment.Even before that, they seemed to have used their tongues against each other more than once.

The next words of Master Yuding made this noble and mysterious emperor feel surprised.

The cold light shone brightly on the Immortal-Cut Sword, and Master Yuding flicked his fingers slightly, as if he asked inadvertently:

"Could you please tell me, what is the emperor's plan for thousands of years?"

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"What exactly do you want to do?"

Growth, for many people, may be just a moment.Or maybe it will take a long time.But for Chen Xiang, it was undoubtedly an extremely long torture.

At this moment, Chen Xiang was wearing a plain Confucian crown and Confucian uniform, with a delicate and childish face, only in those eyes, there was deep fatigue.Clenching his fists tightly, the boy who was innocent enough to be ridiculous this time asked stubbornly.

The man is like jade, tall and straight, and his whole body is warm and transparent, as if glowing with a faint soft light.The black fan in white clothes and the slightly raised corners of the lips amazed the passage of time, and even the years seemed to have stagnated.

"Chen Xiang, you're awake."

There was obvious joy and joy in the pleasant words, but the ink fan in his hand turned into a three-pointed two-edged knife amidst the flashing silver light, piercing into Chen Xiang's body fiercely with a sharpness and chill that could not be rejected.

Unavoidable, difficult to resist and difficult to escape, Chen Xiang stared blankly at this face that was exactly the same as in his memory, and the face of someone who did not want to be mentioned.My heart was relieved, and I felt that it was so.

In the next moment, the surrounding scenes changed, and everything was stripped and scattered as if being blown away by the wind.Then quickly regrouped, and what Chen Xiang saw was another strange but familiar scene.

The place where the three-pointed two-edged knife pierced her chest was still painful, but Chen Xiang knew clearly that the seemingly indelible wound had long since left half a trace.

There is a lot of noise in my ears, even worse than being in a busy city.The Heaven-Splitting Ax in his hand slashed towards the man in the black cloak and silver armor just as he remembered, Chen Xiang's bewildered mind suddenly had an indescribable feeling of not knowing what day and night it was.

The weapon impacted the mana of the body, but the feeling of entering the flesh and blood was not conveyed.That person never fell down as he remembered.

In the glaring silver light, the God-opening Ax in his hand came out amidst the humming sound, turned into a three-pointed two-edged knife and fell into the hand of the man, and then slashed at Chen Xiang's head fiercely, resolutely and decisively. .

With his eyes closed tightly, Chen Xiang could already foresee the pain and ending.The thinking that was originally full of resentment and many other emotions calmed down unconsciously.

This impulsive, temperamental and hard-to-precipitate young man finally learned to calm down in this endless repetition.Faintly, there was a bit of resignation.

He didn't know how he got into this situation.Just as he didn't know where Ao Ling was at this time.

It's just that in this virtual reality, which seems true and false, the scene in memory is repeated again and again.

The difference is that in this scene, he couldn't escape and had to run away, so he was killed by Yang Jian again and again by various means.And often with his death, the old scene changes and a new situation appears, and he will be killed again and again by Yang Jian's three-pointed and two-edged knife.

Is this the price?What did he pay for chopping Yang Jian with an ax at the foot of Kunlun Mountain?

He sneered, but to his surprise, the expected pain did not come.Chen Xiang opened his eyes, but what he saw was a Taoist who looked like a boy in red, looking at him with interest.

"You are Liu Chenxiang?"

Seemingly casual, not very interested in asking questions.Suddenly, Chen Xiang felt unspeakable pressure, and this usually reckless young man frowned deeply.In the eyes, there is an undisguised guard.

The sudden appearance of the young man in red gave Chen Xiang the feeling that it was too dangerous.But it is something that he has never experienced before, who is not afraid of the little hero.

It's like going back to the days when I was a mortal, and I have an instinctive awe of unknown and mysterious figures.The only difference is that at this moment, Chen Xiang can't have the slightest thought of exploring.

"Hey, is that you?"

Delicate as if made by nature, but not feminine at all, even with a hint of sharpness between the eyebrows and eyes.Following the gaze of the young man in red, what appeared in front of Chen Xiang was Ao Ling, the third princess of Xihai who he thought had disappeared.

"You are... still alive."

There was not much fluctuation in the seemingly paused words, and the young man in red seemed not surprised by Ao Ling's appearance.The third princess of the West Sea, who was mysterious to the point of being weird, had slightly bright eyes at this moment, with soft and bright eyebrows.Even through the misty veil of distant mountains, one can imagine his good mood.

"Mountains have trees, trees have branches, and the obsession has not disappeared. Naturally, this palace... will not fall easily."

"Beautiful lady, it's a pity..."

With a slight frown, she cut through layers of beauty like a cold front coming out of its sheath.The young man in red laughed loudly, with an undisguised arrogance and domineering expression on his face.There is no devious and false affection in the words in the mouth.

"Some things are inexplicable, unpredictable!"

Seemingly tangible and invisible sword energy radiated everywhere, and while Ao Ling was dodging and moving around and Zhu Chai was scattered, the young man in red and Chen Xiang had long since disappeared.

"Even he came out and did it himself!"

For a long time, with a desperate breath, he dragged his body that was almost stabbed into a sieve and escaped from the range of the sword energy. Ao Ling couldn't help covering his face and sighing.I just feel that all these things, I don't know when they escaped from imagination.

The only thing to be happy about now is that that person has no intention of killing anyone.Also, the vitality of the Dragon Clan is strong, at least let her regain her life.

As for Liu Chenxiang... that one may not torture him, but, heh, let's hope for the best of luck.

It's just that in front of the master and apprentice, it's hard to explain.

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