The wind of the thunderbolt

Just a few days.

The volume of Nanfeng Bujing Kaishen's challenge to the world exploded in the rivers and lakes like a huge thunder, and there was an endless stream of challengers at once.

For the name?For profit?

It has long been impossible to distinguish.

Walking on this road of no return, doomed to be unable to turn back——

Either hit the enemy, or fall yourself.

But - I must not fall down!

If I don't get the person I want, I have a reason why I can't lose!

On a lonely winter night, Nanfeng only wore thin autumn clothes.

Is not It Cold?

Or is it too cold to feel unconscious?

How many days?

Nanfeng Bujing held his left chest that had been aching since she left, he couldn't remember it anymore.

The blood stains on the face, wiped off, and condensed again.

Looking at his hands, they were dry and rough-smelling lightly, there was a strong blood on them that penetrated deep into the bones.

Can't wash off--

This blood debt cannot be washed away.

But—these people who are trying to catch fame, what is the guilt of death? !

What's going on?

Kind as she is—she was able to save me when I was a stranger.

why--

She still refuses to see me?

Is it because I haven't killed enough?

it is good.

Then let the bones on the road of no return form mountains and blood flow into rivers.

until all the people in the world are slaughtered——

One day you will come to see me.

Killing the Broken Isle

"Sister Wang, since you came back, I seldom see you smiling." Standing on the palace tower, King Jian Wu said lightly against the slightly drunken morning breeze.

Evoking a sneering smile, Xiang Ling bowed down profusely: "There is a saying in "The Female Precepts": Don't be happy with your appearance to be a virtuous person, and smile without showing your teeth is a virtue."

Helping Xiang Ling up, he patted Xiang Ling's shoulder with his left hand. King Jian Wu was silent for a long time, "You're still blaming me for that incident."

"As a princess, marriage is a bounden duty, so how can you blame her?" Xiang Ling said with a blank expression.

"Once upon a time, my sister Wang was already contaminated with the dust of the world. After all, it is different in a difficult situation." King Jian Wu's voice was very small, and a strong wind blew by, almost swallowed by the wind. "Emotions and anger are not visible, you did a good job."

Xiang Ling took the cold hand on King Jian Wu's shoulder with both hands, "Brother, I don't want to call you Brother Wang when there are only two of us around, it will only make me feel that I am getting farther and farther away from you Already!"

Sighing, he covered Xiang Ling's head with his other hand, and King Jian Wu smiled: "Little sister, this is all our destiny."

"I hate my fate as a princess, but I have to be grateful—it is this double identity that gives me the opportunity to see another piece of the world." Xiang Ling's blurred eyes suddenly focused, and he looked straight at King Jian Wu , the eyes shone with a light that people dare not look directly at. "Brother, it turns out that I was wrong from the very beginning. I always complained about the injustice of the world to women, and hoped that someone would liberate this fate. The funny thing is that I don't have the courage to bear everything from the subconscious - it's me Denied myself from the start."

Looking at the Xiang Ling who was completely different from the gentle and reticent Xiang Ling in his memory, King Jian Wu had a complex look in his eyes.

"Brother, you're right. I've learned a lot from the difficult situation." Xiang Ling looked at King Jian Wu with a deep look in his eyes: "Everyone is living for their own destiny, do you know? Mangcheng witnessed the kingly demeanor of the Lord of the Buddha Prison with his own eyes, and it was almost impossible to move his eyes away. He unconsciously wanted to submit to him. It is his destiny to lead the Huozhai Buddha Prison to prosperity. It is the eldest brother’s job to lead the Killing Broken Island to prosperity. Destiny. And me?"

King Jian Wu touched Xiang Ling's head: "Little sister, you just need to be yourself. Big brother will give you a world of worry-free life."

"No," Xiang Ling pulled away the hand that was touching her head, and squeezed King Jianwu tightly with both hands, "That's just a world that is gentle to myself, and what I want is a world that is gentle to others. Since then, I have enjoyed what my elder brother gave with peace of mind, and selfishly put my elder brother in danger for my own feelings~ but I never thought of sharing the responsibility of the royal family for my elder brother."

"Little sister, you have grown up." King Jian Wu sighed, the innocent and carefree little girl in his memory was gone, and maybe he would never see him again.

"Brother," Xiang Ling evoked a vague smile when he heard the morning bell ring, "The battle is about to begin!"

This is my first battle against fate, I—— must not lose!

How similar and sad are these two people drawn by fate? !

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