Xuan Xiao tears, drunk is the most sinful

Continuing: Many soldiers fell asleep against the city wall, and the remaining flags fluttered feebly with the wind. The scarlet gate was no longer as mighty as before, so it had to stand staggered and lingering.Thousands of years later, the domineering spirit of the past has gone to nowhere.

Through the brokenness of the present, I saw the prosperity of the past.But he doesn't care much, in the long river of time, these are nothing.After all, this is a royal palace. Although it has a long history, it has some similarities with other royal palaces. I unexpectedly came to one of the palaces uncontrollably.

This time, I didn't care much about his pattern, I seemed to walk in with a purpose.There was a breeze blowing outside just now, so it wasn't particularly hot, but at this moment, as soon as I entered this palace, I felt the temperature rise suddenly.Before I knew it, I quickened my pace.

"Sister~~" A sad voice echoed in the corridor.

who?Isn't this already a dead city?Outside, it looks like the battle has just ended, one side has almost no one left, and the other side has won completely, and this palace should be the defeated side, wait, how long has it been since the war?Will there be anyone left here?

Sure enough, let me just say that I still have curiosity, which is the basic emotion of a human being.After a pause, he continued to walk in.

Walking through this labyrinthine aisle, I secretly admired: what an exquisite technique!If I hadn't done some research in these aspects in my previous life, and I am in the state of a soul now, otherwise, I would definitely not be able to get out of this aisle.

The aisle twists and turns, and there are many forks, and it is impossible for ordinary people to break into it.

At the corner, a door was closed tightly, and although I was in a state of soul at this time, I couldn't help but sweat a little.It's too hot here too.

Also because I am in the state of a soul, I can pass through this door directly without opening it separately, otherwise it will waste a lot of time.

I was stunned.This, what a huge sword casting furnace this is!

Before I finished expressing my exclamation, a vigilant voice came: "Who!"

This seems to be the voice just now, calling "sister" sadly.

Through him, I saw the last smear of blue that hadn't been melted by the sword furnace. I'm so smart, I should understand a little bit, that should be his sister, but why did I devote myself to the sword furnace?This scene is so familiar!

Originally it was immoral to break into other people's house (at this time I had forgotten how many things I had done that could not be seen in the light), so I still felt a little apologetic in my heart.But he was used to indifference, so he couldn't explain with a smile, with cold words, "My name is Li Xue, I passed by by accident."

"Are you a ghost?" He sized me up and said doubtfully.The red flames reflected his side face, making it look a bit gloomy.

"I don't know anymore." Although I kept talking to him, I looked at the sword stove from the corner of my eyes, and the faint blue color finally disappeared, and it seemed to be getting hotter here.

Perhaps he saw that I was not hostile, and let down his guard. "What are you doing here?" The silver armor was stained with a lot of blood, with a strong murderous look, obviously it came down from the battlefield.

"It came in unintentionally." The cold tone seemed to lower the temperature a lot.

"You're nothing like my sister." He smiled.Looks like a big brother.

Nonsense, of course I am not like your sister, your sister should be gentle and pleasant, but I am more ice cube than the ice cube man. "What's your name?" I've already told you your name, so it's impossible for you not to tell me, right?

"Longyang." He said lightly.

I was slightly shocked, he is Long Yang?After a closer look, it is true that there is a majesty in every gesture, and the evil spirit is only possessed by those who have been on the battlefield. In addition, the blue figure before the furnace was thrown into the furnace, and the city wall outside the palace was dilapidated. Although I don't play games, but I watch TV occasionally. During the Chinese New Year, "Legend of Sword and Fairy III" is very popular. I also watched it, and I have some understanding of the outline of the story.He is Long Yang?So that faint blue just now is nightshade?

In "Xian San", I don't like Sedum very much, but I prefer Fei Peng and Long Yang. I know the reason for this. The fault is not with the characters, but with me. I feel a little jealous in my heart. I am jealous that there are many people around Sedum company, jealous that he can be so young and ignorant for such a period of time, and can be so happy.This is jealousy because I can't get it, but that's all, I'm still greedy, and I need both ability and emotion.Because of his great ability, even in the killer world, he has no friends, only opponents.And I felt that Fei Peng and Long Yang were a little similar to me, and I couldn't help feeling a sense of sympathy for each other. At that time, I laughed at myself for being so serious about virtual characters, but I didn't expect that this would actually appear in front of me.

"What are you going to do now?" I glanced at him without showing much emotion, I'm not one to smile.My feelings are hidden very deep most of the time.

"Now that the battle has been defeated, what else can I do? I can only use this magic sword to avenge my revenge!" His eyes were dull and lifeless.

"I can stay with you for a while." If possible.

"Who are you?" He asked again.

"I said before, Li Xue, you can also call me Xuan Xiao." Xuan Xiao?I have a hunch that I will use this identity for a long, long time.

Just when he was about to continue talking, the situation suddenly changed.

"Magic sword, have you practiced it?" I couldn't help murmuring.I've seen it on TV all the time, but it's never as good as seeing it with my own eyes.

Everything in the room was churning up and whining, as if unwilling to do so. I knew that it was caused by many resentful spirits, which made people crazy. For a while, there was a strong wind, and the heat in the room dropped sharply. , making people feel as cold as an ice cellar.In the ears, there seemed to be thousands of troops roaring. It was not the expectation of victory, but the dissatisfaction with life, dissatisfaction with why he would die, dissatisfaction with why the enemy could sit back and enjoy the wealth and glory!

So much resentment and dead energy condensed and vented, naturally it should not be underestimated.

"Go!" I said to Long Yang.Although Solanum nigrum will not hurt Dao Longyang inside, but she is not easy to control after all.

Long Yang took a look here, gritted his teeth, and followed me out.

After a while, he came outside again. The sky, which was still relatively bright just now, was now pitch black, with wind blowing sand and rocks, and black clouds billowing, as if thousands of troops were roaring.That may be the roar of Jiang Guo soldiers.

The arrows fell like rain and fell into the enemy's camp. It didn't take long before I saw the magnificent scenery of the blood-stained world. Spots of blood red were the only color in the yellow sand everywhere. The blood coagulated the loess, and the corpse rolled to the ground. There is fear in the passionate eyes, and I don't know who once had a warm smile that will always be stiff...

Corpses are strewn all over the field, and once the success is complete, thousands of bones will wither away. Countless people will leave this world before this is completed.The yellow sand ruthlessly blows over your body, leaving you forever, but mercilessly burying you, smoothing the opened eyes for you.

I don't feel sick to my stomach, although I have never seen so many people die, but I am not afraid, maybe I am really cold-blooded, I am very suitable to be a killer, it will always be several days when someone kills for the first time The adaptation period, but I was born to be like this, I didn’t feel anything, like trampling an ant to death, but for some reason, this phenomenon gradually disappeared after I got here, and I still have a heart of compassion , just like the snake demon.result……

The more you think about it, the more funny it is, the more funny you are, the more dissatisfied you are with yourself!

"Xiao Kui, she has never hurt any living beings. This time, I made her covered with blood." Long Yang seemed to be talking to himself, he lowered his proud head, but did not let go of his own quality , the tightly clenched fist hit the city wall fiercely, leaving a mark that was not deep but could last for thousands of years, "I am sorry for her." In the end, he seemed to have exhausted all his strength , just quietly leaning against the wall, and slowly spit out these six words.

I don't know how to comfort, I can only wait in silence.

"I'm the one who's sorry for her!" He was just whispering just now, but now he roared out like a wounded beast.He stood up suddenly, and there was a brilliance of liquid in his eyes.

Men don't flick their tears lightly, not to mention, who are Long Yang and Fei Peng?At this moment, tears flowed out.

Unfortunately, I can't empathize. I can understand intellectually, but emotionally, I can never.

"This is fate." For some reason, I uttered the damn words.

"Fate robbery? Haha! Fate robbery?" He laughed wildly, looked up at the sky, and spit out a mouthful of blood!

It's blood-stained yellow sand again, so gorgeous!Longyang is already at the end of his battles. After several battles, he hasn't recuperated well. Now, he is mentally traumatized again. How can he not die!

"Although you have your fate, but my fate is up to me!" I said again, yes, my fate is up to me, but is that really the case?Why sometimes I still feel very powerless and powerless, just when my parents died!Not reconciled, not reconciled!

My fate is up to me, if you want to say this sentence, you must have a certain amount of capital!

The author has something to say:

Hey, Wei Young has slightly changed the death time of Solanum nigrum and Longyang, please understand.