I am a Juggernaut by virtue of my beauty [Transmigration Book]

Mu Xiwei's eyes were covered by him, and he could only vaguely see a little light leaking from between Luo Yongzhou's fingers.

This light seemed to be destined to be entangled with him. Mu Xi caught a glimpse of the appearance, and felt that his mind was blank, except that his heart was beating uncontrollably, and he couldn't wait to reach out and touch it.

I don't know if it was Mu Xiwei's illusion, but when the light saw him, it became much more lively than usual.

Following the ball of light that Luo Yongzhou held in his palm, the human and devil races unconsciously held their breath.

The light was actually not that big, it just fit into the palm of Luo Yongri's hand, and the light was not too dazzling, it was just a misty white, with a few strands of black threads floating inside that darkened the overall tone, just like Cloudy clouds.

But as soon as the light appeared, the immortals and demons felt some inexplicable constraints.

Even if a person has practiced to the extreme, even if he has practiced to the land gods, he still has the word "herringbone" after all. Living in this world, he will be bound by the invisible rules of heaven.

And this group of light gave them the feeling that it was a rule.

They also determined the identity of the light.

Needless to say, it must be the origin of the demon.

Although the people of the human and demon races can't figure out for the time being why the origin of the monsters that should be the source of the evil spirit is so clean now, only a small part is entangled by the evil spirit, but the coercion it exudes is already the most powerful persuasion.

Apart from the origin of demons, where in the world of cultivating immortals can we find the second thing that makes the land gods throb?

Bai Yutan is a person who likes to make troubles, so he can't collapse.

Even though his face was already swollen by the leader of the Ribu and Yue Yingque and the others, he still covered his face and opened his mouth as if nothing had happened.

Since the first trial of the Tianbang when he was young, he had never played against Luo Yongzhou.

Bai Yutan was born in a noble family, and he was able to call the wind and rain since he was a child. Even after 600 years, he still can't forget the humiliation of the sword Luo Yongzhou gave him at the gate of the city with four surnames.

Especially in the future when Luo Yongzhou's fame and status become more and more famous, and finally become a famous sword master, the shame of that sword will become deeper and deeper. An unforgettable shame.

On the Liulitai this time, this kind of humiliation has reached its peak.

Luo Yongzhou will not die for a day, but Bai Yutan's heart will not be at ease.

He stared at the source of the group of demons, and Binbin's original demeanor was distorted by the malicious pride:

"Since the sword master is innocent, why does he have the origin of the demon in his body?"

He deliberately emphasized the words "successful demon lords", the innuendo was clearly revealed.

Mu Qi was probably also caught off guard by the long-awaited good show and lost his head in anger.

When he heard Bai Yutan's words, he unexpectedly went on stage in person, agreeing and chiming in:

"That's good, that's true. According to the tradition of my demon clan, the person who is recognized by the origin of the demon is the demon master of my clan. The leader of the star tribe just knelt down, and he was right."

The leader of the star department who was kneeling on the stage blowing the cool breeze was moved to tears.

enough.

Among the thousands of demons, finally one person stood up, understood him, supported him, and echoed him.

The head of the star tribe felt the warmth of companionship.

This warm companionship made him even forget the hatred that Mu Qi almost tormented to death a few days ago, and he wanted to talk excitedly.

Mutation mutation.

The Japanese chief quickly covered his mouth.

The leader of the star department looked at the leader of the sun department in shock, not knowing where he had drunk the sacred milk soup.

The leader of the Japanese Ministry is worthy of being a land god, and under the attention of all parties, he still can't change his face:

"How can the sword master have anything to do with our family's great hatred for generations?"

Rao Luo Yongzhou, holding the hand of the demon origin, was also shocked by the ability of the leader of the Japanese Ministry to open his eyes and tell lies.

The leader of the Japanese Department looked at Mu Qi, sneered in his heart, and said decisively: "Since you were defeated by the Sword Master and took away the origin of the demon, then according to the rules, our clan will no longer serve you as the master. When strength comes first, losing is losing." If you are not willing to fight back, and slander the sword master instead, it is really embarrassing for the great demon masters of our clan!"

What a joke.

He and Luo Yongzhou, a lunatic, had finally drawn a clear line, would he let Mu Qi, a lunatic, fight back?

Anyway, to offend one lunatic is to offend, and to offend two lunatics is also to offend.

The leader of the Japanese Ministry has already looked away.

Luo Yongzhou is still here, it's impossible for Mu Qi to escape, why should he have any scruples?

But damn it!

The leader of the Japanese Ministry raised his eyebrows.

Mu Qi: "..."

Why doesn't he know when he possessed the origin of the demon and was the great demon master?

Xiandao has completely lost himself in this twists and turns of development.

Yue Yingque deserves to be a god of the land, instead of being dumbfounded by the development of this miraculous situation, he reacted quickly, stretched out his hand and tucked the veil behind his ear, and said coolly:

"Let me tell you, Yong Zhou's killing of demons is known all over the world, so why Patriarch Bai jumped out and pointed at him and said he is the great demon lord."

"It turned out that Yong Zhou took away the origin of the current demon lord. The current demon lord was defeated by him, and he felt unwilling to do so, so he ordered his subordinates to put on unwarranted hats."

When she reasoned in such an orderly manner, the people in the immortal way understood it and thought it made sense.

On the eve of the great demon lord's enthronement ceremony, Shan Jian came to the Demon Realm alone to kill the great demon lord, which indeed looked like something a sword master could do.

And being unwilling to throw dirty water back afterwards is indeed in line with the image of the demons as stupid and poisonous.

Everyone stared at Mu Qi with piercing eyes, as if they really wanted to get to know this great demon lord who died before ascending to the throne and was worthy of hanging on the pillar of shame of the demon clan.

Yue Yingque's wonderful eyes flicked between Bai Yutan and Mu Qi, looking forward and shining brightly:

"It's just that I'm curious. It's the demon master who has taken away the origin of the demon. Why does Patriarch Bai stand on his side and speak for him? Or ask, why is Patriarch Bai so similar to him?"

This is also a question that Bai Yutan really wants to ask.

It was precisely because he wanted to ask so much that he couldn't answer Yue Yingque at all.

Bai Yutan could feel the subtle, probing eyes of everyone in the Immortal Dao, who hesitated to speak.

One could hear their murmurs too, their passionate whispers.

For example, Bai Luoshi may have developed a forbidden love with a demon woman when he was young, and had two children, one stayed in the Bai family and became the young master of the city with four surnames, and the other stayed in the demon tribe to fend for itself , Walked tenaciously like weeds all the way and became the young master of the Bai family.

Otherwise, how to explain that when the demons went south 300 years ago, the city of four surnames refused to make a move?

Besides Ai Wu Ji Wu, is there a better explanation?

Among them, Ye Yinshuang vowed that he had witnessed and heard about the love affair between Bai Luoshi and the demon woman.

Due to his master's reputation and his status as head of Bihai, the people in the immortal way naturally believed in his guarantee.

Qiu Qingya's expression was indescribable for a moment, and finally fell into silence, without saying a word, and did not stop Ye Yinshuang.

And Yan Huan's expression was even more weird. He coughed and said softly: "Don't you think it's strange that Patriarch Bai and this demon lord can help each other under such circumstances?"

After all, if this demon lord hadn't been cruelly abandoned by Bai Luoshi in the Demon Realm back then, he would have lived a life of a well-clothed and well-fed family.

He should have a share of what Bai Yutan has.

However, the reality is that when Bai Yutan is in the city of four surnames, even when the entire fairyland is in full swing, Mu Qi is struggling to survive in the dangers of the Demon Realm.

Is there any reason why he doesn't hate Bai Yutan, and why doesn't he hate Bai Luoshi?

The people in the immortal way felt that what Yan Huan said was right, fell into deep thought, and asked Yan Huan in a low voice: "Then brother Yan, what do you think about this matter?"

Yan also deliberately lowered his voice, still unable to hide his excitement: "What can eliminate hatred? Only true affection is love!"

His last two words fell into the ears of Bai Yutan and Mu Qi, their faces turned blue and their brows trembled.

This kind of performance is even more serious when it falls into the banquet, and it is even more a manifestation of guilty conscience.

He even revealed the gossip about the sword master. The sword master himself was still standing not far in front of him. It seemed that he planned to fight the demon master for three days and three nights. The banquet was not very timid.

What is a mere demon lord and Patriarch of the Bai family worth in the early light of the candle?

He was unafraid, and said to himself: "It must be the love between Patriarch Bai and the devil before that melted their hatred and prompted them to join hands and fight against the first light of the candle."

His face flushed slightly: "On the surface, he looks gentle and gentle, but he is actually a lunatic, vicious and vicious demon master, and on the surface, he looks beautiful and complacent, but he is actually a naive, beautiful and stupid master. What a good pairing!"

Absolutely

Everyone in the Immortal Dao was dazed by what he said, and their faces flushed with excitement as if they had heard some great secret news.

Even Luo Yongzhou was in a daze.

He asked the system: "System, when I originally wrote the book "Destiny", did I arrange this kind of plot?"

It sounds very reasonable.

system:"……"

It refuses to answer the stupid question.

And Mu Xiwei's eyes under Luo Yongzhou's palm trembled again and again, his eyelashes swept across his palm, only to hear Mu Xiwei whisper:

"Master... If you cover my eyes for this matter, you don't need to."

He is not a pretty girl of colored glaze, who can bear the orthopedic love forbidden by his brother.

Mu Qi's smile froze slowly following the words of the immortal.

When he heard Tan Bansheng's solemn voice transmission and asked him, "You and Bai Yutan, is this serious?", the air pressure around Mu Qi's body dropped to the extreme.

He gritted his teeth and replied Tan Bansheng with a sound transmission: "What if it is true?"

Tan Bansheng flicked his sleeves, and said coldly: "If it's true, then the matter you and I discussed will be discussed at another day."

Although his desire to revive his master is strong, the most basic rationality is still there.

At least knowing that the ancestral IQ of the Bai family is not trustworthy is not an ally worthy of being an ally.

Mu Qi: "..."

He was really about to laugh.

At the same time, Bai Yutan's anger also accumulated to the limit, and he asked Mu Qi angrily, "He Fang Xiaoxiao dare to use my face to bluff to death?"

Mu Qi also retorted: "A junior who is hundreds of years old dares to ask me such a question? I have used such a face since ten thousand years ago."

The immortals didn't make a fuss.

"If you want to cover up, you want to cover up."

"Okay, let's take it as a face for the four surnames and the demons. Let's trust it politely."

Bai Yutan: "..."

Mu Qi: "..."

They all involuntarily felt a burst of suffocation.

The fuck.

In an instant, all the eager voices were heard, and all the noisy crowd like boiling water also fell silent.

They closed their eyes subconsciously, but the corners of their eyes still couldn't stand the stimulation, and they shed physiological tears.

Luo Yongzhou raised and tossed his palm, and the demon was originally thrown high into the sky by him.

After being thrown by him like this, the monster's origin grew bigger and brighter, and when it finally hung firmly above the sky, it was suspected that a round of sun had risen to make up for the lack of night and day in the Demon Realm.

When the endless darkness of the long night rises a sun that has never been seen in ancient times.

The shock of this kind of landscape, this kind of magnificence against the sky, is already breathtaking and difficult to describe.

Even a little bit stolen through the fingers will make people's eyes moist and hot.

Regardless of the two races of humans and demons, it is just a miracle.

However, this is far from the limit.

Luo Yongzhou covered Mu Xiwei's eyes, sealed his meridians, and tapped his vital points.

Immediately, Luo Yongzhou's figure soared to the sky with the new rising sun!

When he was in the magic palace, he had already thought about all causality very clearly.

The demon race was bred by evil spirits, and the origin of demons was once the origin of evil spirits in the world.

Of course, the origin of the demons was indeed exhausted and weak in the future, but it was still directly linked to the strength of the demons.

If the origin of the demons is weak, and the evil energy of heaven and earth is weak, the demons bred will naturally be weak.

The evil spirit of heaven and earth itself is immortal and never exhausted, thus leading to an endless stream of demons.Even if it is a powerhouse as strong as the leader of the sun, moon and stars, there will naturally be a new life after death.

unless one...

Unless the source of the demons is completely killed, in order to weaken the evil spirit of the world and cut off the source of the demons.

So this is why the previous Great Demon Lords have such a special status in the Demon Race.

Because of the origin of the monster, the demons respect and fear him, and because of what the demon master can control, they envy him and hate him. Even if they can't get rid of him soon, they will crush him to death.

Demons are inherently distorted races.

And Luo Yongzhou's act of allowing the demon to absorb evil spirits before has a good explanation.

He gave up the behavior of suppressing with sword energy and opposing the origin of demons, and no longer opposed to the origin of demons, but was recognized by them.

Then at this juncture, take out the origin of the demon and chop it with a single sword.

Monsters are originally afraid of others, but they are more wary of their masters.

Therefore, Luo Yongzhou's single sword is far more effective than others' thousands of swords.

He looked at the moving heads on the ground, yelling at all living beings, and smiled slightly.

The source fragments in Fang Lan's body in the Evernight City were inspired by a part of the source of the monsters at the head of the city.

Luo Yongzhou didn't know how many of the immortals who came here had fragments hidden in their bodies.

But if luck is not too bad, there will always be a few.

Those who come here are all outstanding people. Once they grow up, the fragments in their bodies will be activated, and they will have a killer weapon to deal with the demons, and the human race will be like a tiger with wings added.

Ten thousand dollars back, even if no one here has demon fragments.

The hidden danger of the origin of the demon was eliminated, and the demons present killed seven or eight out of ten. The demons said that they can be quiet for thousands of years without causing trouble, and it is worth it.

Luo Yongzhou closed his eyes and exhaled, pressing his fingers on the slightly cool concave-convex scabbard.

Under his fingertips, the first light of the bright candle was trembling, and the sound of the sword pierced through the clouds, one after another, each sound became clearer and louder.It seems to be the cry of the phoenix bird Kunpeng when it raises its eyes and spreads its wings to the sky.

It also knows.

It also knows that after a hundred years of silence, under its master, it will wield a sword that is unrivaled in the world, never seen in ancient times, and will never be seen again in the future.

In the name of the sword master, with the body of the first light of the candle, bear all the glory of their invincibility hundreds of years ago.

The sound of the sword stopped suddenly, and the light of the sword suddenly broke.

Luo Yongzhou drew his sword out of its sheath!

Luo Yongzhou himself couldn't tell how many changes and tricks were contained in that sword, how many profound truths of the way of the sword he had comprehended, and what kind of powerful sword light was contained in that sword.

I can only see the first light of the candle when the sword edge is handed out, the sword light is mighty and full of the whole sky, like the bright light of the sky at sunrise, like the waves of the sea, the clouds are steaming and the clouds are glowing.

With one strike of the sword, the Demon Realm, which never sees day, actually changed its appearance.

May the long night be changed to blue sky.

The people below shed tears even more fiercely.

Tears had already blurred their vision, and the coercion of the sword qi shook their minds deafeningly, and it was difficult to retain much rationality to think about the current situation.

Not to mention what Luo Yongzhou was going to do, they couldn't even see where Luo Yongzhou was.

But they saw the corner of Luo Yongzhou's sword light.

In this world, the reason why people are human is that they have sympathy and empathy for those beautiful and brilliant things.

Then one glance is enough.

From the palm, from the tearful eyes, from the bewildered mind, one glance is enough.

Maybe it won't be long before the people present don't remember what Luo Yongzhou's sword looks like or how imposing it is.

But they can remember it all their lives, and they will never forget to tell their children and grandchildren until they are old and die.

They have seen someone change the world with a sword in the Demon Realm King City.

His man and his sword are all legendary legends through the ages.

Not only is it unparalleled in this world, it is also unparalleled throughout the ages.

Luo Yongzhou's sword is upright, bright and bright, under this sword, of course, there will be no evil spirits or heretics.

There is no need for him to move more, just give him an extra look.

The sword light originally occupied the entire sky above the Demon Realm King City. Under the sky, the sapphire platform towered high, setting off the sword light. When the jade light and pearls flashed in turn, it was a mirage of fairy palaces.

However, under this dreamy and sacred scene, there are a large number of demons struggling and howling.

The light of the sword shone on them like mayflies. At night, when the sun was setting and they were about to die, a raging fire was ignited in the withered grass all over the grassland.

With their weak strength, they couldn't resist at all, and they didn't even have the slightest sense of struggle.

How can man fight against the sky?

How can the dark evil spirit in the dark fight against the brilliant sun?

To them, Luoyongri is that layer of heaven, that round of brilliant sun.

A terrified expression appeared on the face of the leader of the Japanese Department.

This is almost impossible for demons of his level.

How dare Luo Yongzhou?

Why is he?

How dare he, and why should he fight against three land gods and tens of thousands of demons in the Demon Realm King City?

The leader of the Japanese Ministry wanted to reprimand and appease the devil's heart.

Yet he could not speak a word.

He wanted to stop, wanted to stop Luo Yongri from destroying the thousand-year-old foundation of the demon race.

However, his hands were shaking under the sword light, and he couldn't even lift up to pinch even the simplest formula.

In the end, the leader of the Japanese Department knelt down on the ground, and the sapphire platform, which is known for its hardness, was forcibly hammered into deep cracks with his palms, like spider webs.

He thought in despair that he finally understood how Luo Yongzhou dared to do it, and why.

With Luo Yongzhou daring to strike a sword in front of tens of thousands of people in the Demon Realm Palace, one sword day can be exchanged for eternal night.

But he pretended to be a land god, but he didn't even dare to have the courage to fight under Luo Yongri's sword.

Why didn't Luo Yongzhou dare?

"More than that... More than that..."

Yue Yingque muttered to himself.

As a land fairy, she is one of the few in the underground royal city who is not affected by the sword light, and she can still look up to find the trajectory of Luo Yongri.

She blinked, and the teardrops could not stop rolling down from her eyes:

"He not only wants to kill the demons, he wants to completely weaken the origin of the demons..."

The origin of the demon is the source of the evil spirit of heaven, and to some extent, it is almost the representative of the will of heaven. How can it be easily weakened?

From the moment the demons were born, the origin of demons has existed forever.

I don't know how many generations the great demon master has died. Is the origin of the demon still there?

He has successively served as the great demon lord and is also the pinnacle of land immortals.

He Luo Yongzhou is just a land god.

What does he think of the rules of heaven?

How high does he think of himself?

Yue Yingque's whole body collapsed suddenly, and she didn't want the face, majesty, and dignity of a land god, and she almost cried out loud:

"Isn't it enough for him to be forced once a hundred years ago? Now that the human race is doing well, the demon race is safe and sound, and Mu Xiwei is back. Why does he have to sacrifice himself for the origin of a demon?"

"The human race doesn't have much of him, and he doesn't owe the human race."

She grabbed Qiu Qingya and panicked to the point where she was incoherent and unable to express her meaning: "Why? Why is it him again?"

Why does he still have to pay for himself even though he can keep the clouds open to see the moon?

It's not like they didn't know how difficult it was for him and Mu Xiwei a hundred years ago.

Qiu Qingya shook his head very slowly, as if these two strokes had exhausted all his strength.

Even though she was crying so hard, Yue Yingque could still feel the suppressed and bursting sword energy all over his body.

Qiu Qingya is just not good at expressing.

The pain in his heart was not much better than that of Yue Ying Que.

Yue Yingque could even feel that Qiu Qingya was trying to restrain herself.

If he loses control for a moment and his emotion trumps reason, then he will be the first one to rush to the sky to try to pull Yong Zhou down.

At that moment, Yue Yingque buried her face in her palms.

She lost all the courage to look up at the sky. The one time a hundred years ago is unforgettable in this life, and Yue Yingque can't experience gain and loss again.

Qi Yunfei focused on his uncle, Ye Yinshuang was still intoxicated by Mu Qi's gossip just now, only Yu Konghou heard his master's sad voice.

Her whole heart seemed to sink into the bottom of the dark valley, and when she looked up, she was filled with incomparable sadness, which made Yu Konghou eagerly hope that time and space could stop at this moment forever.

Because the shocking sword above is very likely to be a sword written by the No. 1 under heaven with his own life.

Of course sad, but also of course magnificent.

After taking a look like that, she found that the exaggeratedly mighty sword light gradually faded away.

They gradually condense into a bunch, like a white rainbow penetrating the sun, across the sky.

Not limited to Baihong

That sword light is like a sword from outside the sky, connecting the sky and the world, wishing to pierce the nine clouds and the 33rd sky with a sword.

In the end, the light of the sword disappeared, leaving only one sword.

The sky is full of sword lights, and only one sword remains in the end.

After 700 years of practicing swords, beheading the great demon lord twice, and countless life-and-death fights, there is only one sword left.

When Luo Yongzhou grasped the first light of the bright candle, he could no longer tell who he was from the original owner.

He and the original owner gradually merged into one person.

The youthful apprehension when the 700-year sword grasped the first light of the candle is still in my eyes, and the teacher's instructions are vivid in my ears.

300 years ago, he rushed into thousands of troops and beheaded the great demon lord, and the hot blood that splashed down when he cut off his head with a sword was still scalding.

When he was young, he won the first place in the Tianbang test, after becoming famous, he guarded the world for hundreds of years...

It's all there too.

All of them were also condensed in this sword.

He paused for a moment, then burst out laughing, extremely presumptuous and joyful.

who cares?

This is his best sword.

It must also be the best sword of the original owner.

Who said that people can't interfere with the laws of nature and the cycle of heaven?

He has heard enough.

Since the demons came into the world, they have fed on flesh and blood, piled up with bones, mourned and wailed, and they have never been counted.

In the final analysis, it's all caused by the source of the bullshit evil spirit created by the bullshit heaven.

If it is said that the way of heaven is unquestionable, what could be wrong with a person who wants to live?

Today, he lit a brightly lit lamp in the human world, and with the sword of the human world and the tent of blood in the human world, he asked the way of heaven for justice in the human world!

Luo Yongzhou threw a sword.

Through the recurring memories, he finally regained some of the madness and enthusiasm that he would never admit defeat and never bow his head when he was a teenager.

Not much spirit, just a little bit.

It was enough to warm his blood.

Luoyong day does not point to people, does not point to the sky, the direction the sword points, only the origin of that round of demons.

Such a demon origin passed down from generation to generation, such a will of heaven cannot be changed.

Come, come, let's walk under his sword first!

Come, come, come, first ask him if he agrees or not!

Come, come, who is right and who is wrong, who is right and who is wrong, who has a heart and who is powerless, come to him today to settle it clearly under the sword!

The length of that sword is the length of the most common long sword, and the width is the width of the most common long sword.

It is such an ordinary long sword.

It wasn't the demons who were facing him, but the demons didn't even have the strength to resist under his sword, which was even more overwhelming than the sword Qi Baitian just now.

As if that wasn't a sword.

Rather, it transcends the more essential things of the sword, like the sun, the moon and the stars, the unshakable mountains, rivers and vegetation, like the three thousand roads beyond the prehistoric universe.

like the sky...

Deeply, it stabbed at the most vital point of the demons, causing their blood to stop and their breathing to stop.

The leader of the two divisions, Sun and Star, was bleeding from his mouth and nose, and bowed low, trying to use this posture to slow down the momentum of falling under the sword of Yongri.

Despite retreating like this, the sound of cracking bones still sounded, and they couldn't guarantee how long they could last.

We can only hope that this state of the Juggernaut will not last long, and they will not be exhausted before the Juggernaut is exhausted.

Mu Qi vomited a mouthful of blood, bent his body, and looked very embarrassed.

Tan Bansheng stood on the sidelines, and interrogated him, "Aren't you going to do it?"

"Wait a little longer." Mu Qi stretched out his hand to wipe away the blood from his lips, he was still smiling, but it was even more frightening.

"I will strike again when Luo Yongzhou's sword is over, his body is dead and his path disappears, and no one can stop me."

I'm afraid that if Luo Yongzhou's sword doesn't pass, he won't die, but you will die first.

Tan Bansheng did not speak after all.

From his point of view, if Mu Qi really killed himself stupidly, then it would be nothing.

On the other hand, Mu Qi didn't seem to mind Luo Yongzhou's sword at all, and asked about Ban Sheng with great interest:

"Speaking of which, Luo Yongzhou can be regarded as your old friend. Don't you feel sad when he is about to die?"

Tan Bansheng rolled his eyelids, and said coldly: "If you want to ask these questions, it's better to take care of yourself first."

Perhaps the sight in front of me was really shocking.

Or maybe it was because the resurrection of his master was imminent, and Tan Bansheng relaxed his guard.

He also asked himself once in his heart, if Luo Yongzhou really died like that, wouldn't he be sad?

of course.

If you can stop him, of course you will.

But Luo Yongzhou has always been this kind of person. A person is like a sword. The sword has two sides, both of which are sharp and unstoppable. On the edge of the sword.

No one in the world can stop him.

He's always been that way.

The name Luo Yongzhou is the best, fastest and sharpest sword.

And if Luo Yongzhou was not such a person, Tan Bansheng would not have had a heart-to-heart relationship with him.

It was an unsolvable deadlock from the very beginning.

Tan Bansheng said lightly: "It's destined to be like this."

irreparable.

After an unknown amount of time, the sun under the sword conceded defeat, its light fading and dimming.

And the person holding the sword finally fell from the sky.

The first one to run over to catch him was not Yue Yingque Qiu Qingya, not Qi Yunfei, but Mu Xiwei.

The moment Ziluo Yongri drew his sword, he focused all his attention on the sky.

The sword light that burned his eyes couldn't stop him, the coercion that suppressed the bleeding in his lungs couldn't stop him, not even the meridians sealed by Luo Yongzhou.

That's why he first saw the corner of the robe slumped across the night, like the long cry of a war drum when the battle flag fell, solemn and sad, shocked everyone's hearts.

He also caught the falling person for the first time.

Luo Yongzhou didn't feel much pain at first, until he was caught by Mu Xiwei, Mu Xiwei looked at him, wanted to ask something, but cried hard, shaking his head silently trying to stop crying, he felt his own pain The five senses came alive, and they throbbed with Mu Xiwei's sobbing.

He sighed in resignation, raised his fingertips, and gently wiped away the tears on Mu Xiwei's face:

"Don't cry, you think you are so good as a teacher, it's not a shame to you."

Terrible shit.

Mu Xi thought for a while.

If it is this kind of power to trade himself for the world, he would rather not.

While Mu Xiwei was crying, Luo Yongzhou wiped his tears.

Finally, Mu Xiwei was almost crying, and Luo Yongzhou thought to himself that the load his body could bear had reached its limit.

"Okay, don't cry, it's a good thing. It's meaningless to me to control this world."

That's what the original owner should have. Now that I've experienced it, it's time to give it back.

Luo Yongzhou's current condition is very bad, his sword energy can't even be condensed, his sickly paleness can no longer be concealed, it seems that when the wind blows, it will drift away at any time into the misty water, lake colors, and distant mountain reflections.

But as long as he still has breath, can blink, and smiles at you with his lips hooked, he will be undeniably unparalleled in the world. When the corners of his lips are pulled, the flowing light will move Kyushu.

That kind of fleeting, yet seemingly present beauty can drive a living person crazy when he sees it.

He poked Mu Xiwei's last string.

The last string in Mu Xiwei's mind trying to maintain his sanity was broken by Luo Yongzhou's understatement.

It doesn't make much sense.

A good one means nothing.

It turns out that there are so many people and so many things in this world, all of which are meaningless to the Juggernaut and can be thrown away at will.

He stretched out his hand and pressed the ground on Luo Yongri's shoulder, looking down at Luo Yongri, his eyes were red:

"Falling forever."

This was the first time Mu Xiwei called him by his full name.

Every word, every word, is unforgettable, and it is all the mourning from the blood, tears, and bones.

It seemed that he was looking down on Luo Yongzhou from Luo Yongzhou, but Mu Xiwei knew in his heart that he was the one who couldn't ask for it, and was the one who went down to the ground.

"Then what am I to you?"

"Do you ever feel, even a little bit, that I'm important to you?"