The wind of the thunderbolt

"Sister Cui, even though I met him today, I still feel hesitant. Ever since I read the book "Araki Records" that day, I have wanted to get acquainted with this person. I have met this person and I want to follow him forever. People are always greedy. Knowing his indifferent attitude, I still have some extravagant expectations..." Xiang Ling lowered his head and fiddled with the Langya Ring in his hand, feeling inexplicably in a trance.

Han Yancui's complexion did not change, and she comforted softly: "Xiang Ling, you are very brave, you are braver than any woman who killed Sui Dao, and you are braver than your sister!"

Xiang Ling raised his head, with unprecedented firmness in his eyes - "My courage is given by Sister Cui, everything, if there is no sister, Xiang Ling would never have such an adventure, meeting her sister in adversity is also a The fate of our sisters."

"At the beginning, I used the forbidden secret method to send you to a difficult situation. I thought you would get results, but I didn't expect to be trapped for 300 years. It was my sister's incompetence that made you... oh... finally waited for the opportunity to invite you to a difficult situation, and finally..."

"That day when I came to the abyss, the first place I saw was Liuchu Piaoying, and the first person I saw was Nanfeng Bujing. He was still a young man at the time, and he became obsessed with practicing martial arts. I couldn't bear to see him die. , I stepped forward to help, and at that moment, I remembered my sister’s warning. It was too late to regret. My soul was sealed by a stone. Until I was awakened by a wedge. Even though he changed his appearance and was not the same as before, his soul The imprint of him has always been engraved in my heart, no matter how it changes, I can always recognize his original intention."

"Oh," I don't know how to answer, Han Yancui changed the subject: "You are always like this, you don't want others to suffer, so you make yourself toil, and it was the same back then..." As if recalling the dusty past, Han Yancui suddenly wandered away .

"Sister? Why did you come to Jijing for what mission?" Thinking of the supreme rules of Huo Zhai Buddhist Prison and the ruthless past of the Cursed Lord, Xiang Ling couldn't help feeling extremely worried about Han Yancui.

Han Yan Cui Ning spoke for a while before answering: "A man and a woman. My mission is to kill that man and bring back that woman." "Ah? Could it be?!" The answer is ready to come out.

Han Yancui turned around and slowly put the umbrella on her shoulders. The figure with her back turned made it impossible to know her expression, nor the turbulent waves in her heart under her calm face. got the answer——

"Yes, just as you thought, bring you back—Xiang Ling. Kill him—Wedge!" Han Yancui paused, and said quietly: "Don't worry, I will naturally not do anything to embarrass you For the matter, I will explain it to my lord."

"Sister Cui, how can you tell me to repay your friendship in this life..." Xiang Ling seemed to be talking to himself, and Han Yancui, who was in deep thought, didn't seem to realize it, letting the overflowing tea sit on the coffee table Flow freely.

Xiang Ling knows that he has owed a lot in this life, and no one can pay off his debts. Whether he regrets it or not, he has no time to care about others. Only obsession with the past can stop him from thinking about other people and things.

"People are selfish, so God—can you indulge my selfishness for the last time, and just give the woman who killed Broken Island a chance to pursue her own happiness? Join hands with him, the only life in thousands of years, okay? 'Xiang Ling prayed faintly in his heart.

"Oh—I said Xiao Cui", a sudden high-pitched voice broke the trance of the two of them, Han Yan Cui Xiangling regained consciousness in an instant, and both looked at the place where it happened - the thousand-year-old little fox on Han Yan Cui's shoulder.

"Are you going to make small reports again? Huh?" Han Yancui narrowed her phoenix eyes, her tone was cold and threatening, and the little fox flinched, and subconsciously approached the peaceful Xiangling, "Oh, Xiaocui, how could you be so disrespectful?" Trust me, I'm just—yeah? Why does this beauty look so familiar? Why does she look so much like the chief priest who killed the Broken Island, the girl who killed her—oh Xiaocui, you found her! Why didn't you tell me earlier, so I can go back and ask Good work. By the way, Xiaocui, the arbitrator sent a message that you should go to the base of the Huozhai Buddha Prison in a difficult situation - Tianzhu Mountain. It seems that there is a very important task, so you can't be late!"

Unable to bear the little fox's monologue and eloquence, Han Yancui directly knocked it out with a palm. (My poor little fox...)

Xiang Ling covered her mouth and suppressed a smile: "Sister Cui, you haven't changed at all, you are still so violent towards Xiaohu. However, the arbitrator must have something important to do with you, I—"

Seeming to know what Pingting girl was worried about, Han Yancui smiled wryly, is he really so important to you?Make you so groggy?but--

"Don't worry, I won't hurt him." Han Yancui made a promise, turned and left Xiangyue Residence.Step into the flames of war.

集境

"I will unify all the forces in the world, Xiang Duxiu—what do you do?" In the Hall of Martial Arts, Ye Shibing Quanlang, the governor of Huyan Army, declared.

In the main hall, dressed in blue, the young master is independent, and he has flowing orange hair, looks like a fairy, and has an aloof temperament—it is the owner of Wuyuan—the fragrance is unique, and there is no hesitation in the crisp male voice It resounded in the main hall: "Hey, I didn't expect that my popularity is still so high. I have chosen to retire very low-key. Since the military governor so much hopes that Xiang will return to his old career, then Xiang can only tell me frankly—— Xiang has gotten used to the life of idle clouds and wild cranes, and she doesn't want to be involved in the rights dispute in Jijing again."

"Solve the matter of Liu Chuanying, I grant you freedom!" The voice is still so cold and emotionless, this incomparable man is full of his strength, because - he is No. 1 in the Jijing - Ye Shi Bing Quan!

"Hey, the military governor is still so forthright. If I refuse again, it will be hypocritical. Xiang has gone." After finishing speaking, Xiang Duxiu left in a hurry, leaving only a room full of cold fragrance.

The winter of Liuchu Piaoying will always be like spring all the year round, and the undefeated peach blossoms in all seasons will always be the only color of Liuchu Piaoying.

People say that those who like peach blossoms are destined to be passionate.Nanfeng Bujing has no way of knowing whether he is really doomed to be affectionate, but he will never be ruthless to her.

"Ge Ling flowers bloom in February, tourists come and talk about gods. The old man's heart is different from that of tourists. I don't envy gods and young people. Young...haha...youth?" Nan Feng Bujing held a wine glass in one hand and danced feathers in the other. Dance around.

After a few years of color, once it fades away, only a shadow remains in my heart to ask if it is ruthless?Are you forgetful?Is it passionate?

Holding the wine glass tightly, trembling with all the strength in his body as if about to crush it, Ren Kuangfeng tortured his body, Ren Dongshuang stayed on the white clothes, Ren Xianhong's beating heart was chilled by that slap.

"Pretend to be passionate... Ha... Pretend to be passionate..." Holding the right cheek that she had slapped, there was a faint burning temperature.

Just like that day.

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