The villains are all my ex-boyfriends [Jian San]

Young people always have a kind of innocence and stubbornness that as long as they are willing, they can definitely change the world.

Especially those who have gone through hardships and come all the way with their own resilience.The eyes are as pure as a crystal clear but indestructible diamond, which has been polished and bleed by the sharp edges and corners of this world, but becomes sharper.

The worst thing is, knowing that this innocent and ridiculous innocence will eventually be ruined and dimmed by the world, people still can't help but believe that maybe he will bring a different future.

However, Tianji still said: "It is impossible for me not to kill me for you to let you take the position of Taoist master. Unless you can prove to me that you have stronger aptitude than Situ Li. Not only martial arts, but also What matters is the heart."

However, there is not much time left for them.

Intense conflict broke out in the Nameless Heaven Realm.

The news of the Tiandao Grand Ceremony spread, and the public was excited, and soon there were two camps of public opinion.

One side believes that the black sheep in Tiandaoliu should be completely eliminated, and those who do evil in the name of justice are not worthy of staying in Tiandaoliu, and should be executed.

At the same time, they believe that these things happened because Tiandaoliu has no leader, has lost the Taoist for too long, and lacks a backbone, so that the people below can take advantage of it.Therefore, a new Taoist should be elected as soon as possible.

The so-called abolition of the Taoist Lord and the check and balance between the seven stars made this group of people even more angry, thinking that this matter was a conspiracy by the elders from the beginning to the end, which further weakened the prestige of the elders.

"Why did they hide the news of the Taoist master's death for 15 years, and refused to return it? This is a conspiracy set up by the elders in an attempt to control the flow of heaven, to slander the late Taoist master, a big treason, and his heart can be punished!"

"Since you said that the existence of the Daoist will affect the fairness of Tiandaoliu's handling of affairs, there has been no Daoist in these 15 years, only the Seven Stars, why is Tiandaoliu not advancing but retreating in your hands?"

"Tiandaoliu these years is to check and balance each other at best, and to hinder each other at worst. He spends his energy and time in intrigue and calculating his own people, and he is not afraid of the world's jokes when he speaks out. If you want to abolish the Taoist master, it is better to abolish the seven-star hereditary first. "

The abolition of Seven Stars is naturally an angry word. Tian Dao Liu has always been a meritocracy. The successors of Seven Star elders are all selected from the younger generation in the alliance, and some are even adopted orphans.From master to disciple, how can there be a theory of heredity?

It's just to use this sentence to block Qixing's abolition of Daoist.

If there is opposition, there will naturally be support.

"There is no Daoist in these years. Although there are silts and frictions between the seven stars of the Heavenly Dao, this is the time to get used to it. There is some suspicion and disharmony among the various ministries, but if there is harmony, how can so many problems be exposed today? "

"I don't think it's just about abolishing the Dao Master. The Seven Stars also need to clearly define the boundaries of responsibilities and monitor each other. Elder Tianshu's wrist is too stable. It's better to use a sharp knife to completely remove the cancer."

"I agree. Tiandaoliu is not the property of anyone's family. If there is a problem, everyone has to share it together. The Taoist should not bear the responsibility alone."

"I don't care about other things. I just feel that these people who demand severe punishment for their own people are so vengeful to the outside world in the past? I think they should be investigated. A group of warriors who only know how to kill when things happen."

"People in the rivers and lakes don't fight and kill killers to see the real chapter. Do I want to talk to you? Look at the trick!"

"Come on, I'm waiting for you."

So everyone had an outlet for their suffocation, and they immediately fought together.

At first there were those who tried to stop the fight, but in the end they fought against those who were blocking the fight.

The people around were still arguing, but at first sight they started fighting, they looked at each other and thought in tacit understanding, let's forget about them fighting too.

How can there be any fun in a debate?

In the end, the entire Tiandaoliu was fighting everywhere.

Those who know each other, those who don't know each other, those who have hatred and those who have no hatred...

At the end of the fight, I didn't know if the person on the other side was with me.

Seeing that things were getting into trouble, Qixing himself started fighting.

Kaiyang and Yuheng were on Situ Zheng's side, Tianshu Tianquan and Yaoguang Mujunhou were on the side.Tianji's attitude is ambiguous, and Tianxuan runs away.

The two parties are also at a stalemate, one wants to be the master of Taoism, and the other wants to dissuade.

Thus, Situ Zheng and Mu Junhou also fought, and the outcome of the contest would determine the winner.

If Situ Zheng could get the ghost sword in Mu Junhou's hand, Mu Junhou would have no choice but to dissuade him.

The martial arts of these two people, one learned from Situ Xin, and Situ Xin learned from Situ Li, the martial arts of the Taoist priests in the past were far more than top notch.

Mu Junhou has been famous in the world for many years, but he has never killed a single person, but all those who tried to kill him were sent to prison.

When he was young, He Jiuqing had a half-teacher friendship with him.

Both of them are rare masters in the world, and today is the time for Situ Zheng to show his brilliance.

All of a sudden, all the red-eyed people were intimidated by the momentum of the two men, like a pack of wolves who heard the howl of the leader, and all of them died down immediately, watching the battle of the century without blinking.

On the altar of Xueling, sand and rocks fly, and frost comes out of swords.

On the Emerald Lake, a small boat.

As if the surface of the mirror water was intimidated by the sword energy from the mountains in the distance, the whole lake was constantly shaking with microwaves, causing ripples, like the world under the surface of the water was raining.

Gu Jinxiao on the boat looked at the rippling wine in the cups on the table, the color of the wine reflected the stars in the sky, swaying like a dream.

Mo Mei, who was dressed in red and black on the opposite side, looked at the sky full of stars on the lake, dipped her fingers in the water waves outside the boat, and stroked lightly.

"When you are drunk, you don't know that the sky is in the water, and the boat is full of clear dreams, pressing down on the galaxy."

Looking at the light but beautiful smile on his face, Gu Jinxiao said softly, "The night is so beautiful."

The night in this world is beautiful every day, but when you are with the person you like, you will be so beautiful that at any time in your life, when you think back to this moment, you will always remember the peaceful heartbeat of Xia Feng lightly caressing your skin.

He Jiuqing scooped up a handful of lake water, and the water was condensed in his palm by a magic trick to prevent leakage.

He smiled and brought the water in his palm to Gu Jinxiao, his cold voice was warm and gentle: "I'll give it to you."

Gu Jinxiao lowered her eyes, there was a bright moon and stars in the bay in the man's palm, he and herself.

The phantom was frozen at this moment by the spell, Gu Jinxiao stretched out his hand to catch it, but was gently held by the man's cool fingers.

"He Jiuqing, are you drunk?"

"Well, I'm drunk." The man looked at him quietly, with a slight smile on his lips, his dark eyes were filled with the stars of the Milky Way, but his expression was serene.

Those eyebrows and eyes are beautiful, clear and quiet.

Like plum blossoms, the soft branches are covered with snow, and the moonlight fills the lonely sky and long night.

"Look at me like that, what do you want to say?"

Crane Momei tilted her head and thought about it, then looked at him quietly and seriously: "You are so pretty."

"Thank you."

Gu Jinxiao put away the water that was held in the palm of his hand by the spell, but his fingers were still being pulled.

"Let go, so I can't hug you."

He Jiuqing said quietly: "I won't be able to see you if I hold you."

After this crane was drunk, it was unprecedentedly clingy.

In the end, the two lay side by side on the boat so they could hug and see each other.

There is a sentence that is meaningful or meaningless. The evening wind blows the water and the color is clear, and the ripples give birth to flowers like stars.

Crane Immortal seems to have completely forgotten that this is an important moment for the life and death of the Heavenly Dao Stream he created a hundred years ago.

Gu Jinxiao seemed to have forgotten what he and Zhong Qing were doing here, and never cared a word from the beginning to the end.He didn't even ask He Jiuqing why he dressed up as Zhong Qing.

While talking, Gu Jinxiao seemed to be falling asleep, she leaned on his shoulder and closed her eyes.

He Jiuqing looked down at his sleeping face, at the drooping crow-feather eyelashes, his eyes were so gentle that they didn't matter.

The man did not sleep soundly, as if he would wake up at any moment.

"It's noisy, isn't it?"

He Jiuqing waved his hand lightly, like brushing away a wisp of green smoke.

A faint snowflake condensed by water vapor flew away, to the distant rock altar, to the stalemate battle on the snow ridge.

The corner of Situ Zheng's mouth was bloodshot, his eyes were firm, and he was holding onto the hilt of the ghost sword.

The sword was steady in Mu Junhou's palm. Although he prevented Situ Zheng from pulling out the sword, he couldn't defeat and suppress him.

The two have been at each other for a long time, and no one can do anything to each other.

Going further, it depends on who will win the final victory by stepping on the opponent's corpse.

The two looked into each other's eyes, and the sharpness and warmth in the eyes collided with each other. They both knew that the other would never back down.

Then fight?can't do it.

Situ Zheng couldn't kill Mu Junhou, and Mu Junhou couldn't kill Situ Zheng either.

We can only continue to see whose willpower lasts to the end.

Gently fluttering snow, against the mixed mountain wind and snow, fell on the sword being contested, like coldness suddenly meeting scorching heat.

The sound was very crisp, like biting into a crisp, sweet summer pear.

The ghost sword is broken.

What was broken was the real ghost sword, the token of the master of heaven and flow, not a fake sword.

Half of the sword head was in Situ Zheng's hand, and the scabbard end was in Mu Junhou's hand.

Both were stunned.

Soon he started laughing again, laughing loudly, and felt almost exhausted after laughing, sat on the ground one after another, hooked his shoulders and continued to laugh.

Laugh at them for being ridiculous.

Yes, why must fight to the death.

It is not necessary to make a choice, since no one can convince anyone, they can coexist in the world.

Why can't there be two heavenly streams?One is led by the Taoist master, and the other has only seven-star elders.

Time will tell everyone the final result one day, after all, everything must be returned to time.

……

In the distance, on the snowy ridge farther away.

There are two people standing.Both are dressed in white.

One is Lin Zhaoyue with a unicorn pattern embroidered with silver thread on the hem of her clothes, and the other is with white gauze eyes...

"He Jiuqing? Or Zhong Qing?" Lin Zhaoyue's face was very calm, and his eyes were even colder.

Daozi in white stood with his hands behind his back and didn't look back at him, his cold voice was calm and low, and the ethereal implication around him was far better than that of an immortal.

"In this world, the only person who can recognize me at a glance, except for Gu, is you, Master Lin."

There was no trace of warmth on Lin Zhaoyue's face: "In Tianjing Village, Gu Mowen has been accompanied by a person who seems to be you. You came together. Since you are here, it seems that the person next to him is He Jiuqing."

Zhong Xianren was silent.

"I guessed that you would let the real ghost sword appear in Tiandaoliu, but I didn't guess that you would pretend to be He Jiuqing and give the sword to Mu Junhou. Do you really want him to be the Taoist master, or do you want him to be the master of Taoism?" Both he and Situ Zheng will suffer?"

This time, Zhong Qing smiled lightly, and said lightly: "Master Lin has no plans left, why not guess again."

"Since He Jiuqing is also here, he let you do this. I heard that when Mu Junhou was young, He Jiuqing had a half-teacher friendship with him. I guess it is He Jiuqing who prefers Mu Junhou."

Zhong Qing was noncommittal, and said casually: "I heard that when Situ Zheng was at Yumen Pass, he suddenly received a secret letter to report that his master Situ Xin was in trouble. On the day he rushed to the Three Thousand Snow Ridge, he was caught in an ambush. Situ Xin pretended to be the Elder Yao Guang and rushed out to save this stupid apprentice, so he was hit by Tianji's sword passing by and died."

He glanced sideways at Lin Zhaoyue, his eyes covered with white gauze could hardly conceal his unruly stare, but the white clothes like moonlight added to his frivolous and evil aura.

"When Situ Zheng was at Yumenguan, he was with Gu Xiangzhi. If I remember correctly, that was when you designed to lure people into your trap. How could it be such a coincidence that Situ Zheng saw Ting Feng in your territory? The people in the pavilion were then led to see a messenger who was on the verge of death, and in desperation left everything and ran back to the Three Thousand Snow Ridge."

The corners of his lips were slightly raised, with a smile that was not a smile: "Tingfeng Pavilion and Bai Wei are both yours, leader Lin."

That's right, it's not just Tingfengge and Baiwei.

The first alliance in the south of the Yangtze River, and even the Forbidden Palace in Luoyang, it seems that half of the country has been controlled by this Mr. Lin who is breezy, bright, moonless and flawless.