He took a long breath and seemed to have settled many thoughts in his heart.
Later, he sighed and said: "Perhaps, throughout my life, I will not be able to forget her. She is in my heart, too deep, too deep! It is both a scar and a beautiful mark! I! Yes I’ve been poisoned by her, addicted to her!”
In the dark universe, there was a dazzling light, and the star in her hand illuminated Yu Zun's cheek brightly. She looked at Yu Zun with a smile and said, "Everyone has a side that they don't want to expose. Whether it’s hurt or happiness, pain or happiness, you know it in your heart!”
"Even so, few people know about the desire to confide!" At this time, the young man seemed to be very weak. His pupils full of hope were filled with bloodshot eyes. It was probably difficult for him to explain clearly! What that emotion means to him.
But in short, that emotion was very deep and heavy. He was more like a hunter in a desperate situation. There was no food in his hands, but his eyes were still burning with a powerful light. Maybe, the next moment, he would He will catch the prey he wants!
Yu Yu looked at him with a smile. Later, she curled her fingers and rubbed it gently. In front of Yu Zun, there was a bright light that lingered for a long time. When Yu Yu was wrapped in that bright light, she was more like a saint.
It was hard to breathe, as if he was about to suffocate. At that moment, too much fear enveloped the young man's weak heart. The planet was crushed to pieces...
And that bright light was the surging energy on the planet. It was hard to imagine that the power encountered had reached such an astonishing level.
Dazzling stars are scattered all over the desolate universe. In a trance, fragments of light pass quietly in the darkness. There is birth at every moment and destruction at every moment. Survival and destruction are the eternal laws of the universe.
But this kind of destruction is common to weak creatures and even humans.
In the darkness, the white robe on the young man seemed particularly dazzling. The young man's clear pupils were always so clean, but there was a trace of sadness on his face. He seemed really sad.
When they met at this time, standing under the magnificent halo, her body became transparent, and countless energy rushed towards her crazily.
At this time, she was devouring this vast energy. As for Yu Zun's martial arts level, in the eyes of Yu Zun, he might just be a young boy.
The dazzling light gradually became softer, and later, Yu Zun's breathing became evener. He quietly looked down at the stars at his feet. He could not imagine the sky-reaching means he encountered!
The ancient sacrifices were performed quietly in a long smoke. Shigu stood on the top of a cliff. Behind him was a young man, and the young man was named Qiankun.
Shi Gu looked back at Qiankun with a smile and said, "Let's go!"
And Qiankun is also Yu Zun's brother, one of the top ten killers of Guixi. Maybe Qiankun at this moment can be the top one!
In the face of ancient vicissitudes, Qiankun understands the weight of the years, and also understands the vicissitudes of a boring life.
But there was always a smile in the old man's eyes. He became calmer and calmer, and the more he became a mystery in Qiankun's eyes.
Want to uncover the heaviness of time? Then we must first stand on the commanding heights of memory!
And the world in front of him gradually emerged from the haze. Shi Gu said that this was the realm of the sword demon.
And here, there is also a magical area called Shadow Realm.
The flood of flashes of swords and shadows was a common sight. When Shi Gu looked up at the sky, there was a sense of desolation in the corners of his eyes, but he always looked at the sky stubbornly. He seemed to have remembered many things, but also seemed to be confused. Forgot a lot of things.
At this time, the cold wind wrapped around Shigu's cheeks, and his long hair was flying in the wind. At that moment, Shigu looked so old and melancholy.
Sword Demon......
In this inexplicable world, there will always be all kinds of crazy existences, characters who have awakened in ancient times, and the powerful energy in those monsters is also a source of anxiety for real people.
Sword Demon! Qiankun gently touched the tip of his nose, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, showing a calmness and a stubbornness that was not afraid of death.
Although the cold wind was blowing in front of me, there was always an unpredictable scene in the dark cave. On the sacrificial platform, the young man lowered his cheeks, and the light splashed in the dust. The dim candlelight reflected everything around him. Somewhat blurry.
The young man gasped softly, and there seemed to be a piece of dirt in his throat, which made his breathing gradually become faster.
He raised his head hard and glanced at Qiankun and Shigu. He grinned, but there was blood in his pupils, and his bright red eyes were a little dry.
Shi Gu looked at Qiankun with a smile and said, "Do you know who he is?"
Qiankun nodded slightly. He had guessed it from the beginning, "He is a sword demon! Right?"
"It's the Sword Demon!" When the so-called Sword Demon's true identity was once again confirmed, a bright light burst out from his eyes, as the name suggests, like a blade of light, sharp and dazzling.
But there was no trace of fear in Qiankun's eyes. He always looked so calm. Maybe someone would try to break this calm!
When Shi Gu flicked his finger, a piece of dust gradually gained value as time went by.
Like a heavy quilt, the muscles on the sword demon's body, now exposed in the darkness, are so strong. He is more like a killing machine. At least, you can tell from the corner of his eyes. Is he actually a bloodthirsty devil?
On the towering spire, the sword demon was trapped, and under his feet was a piece of charred soil, and on that piece of charred soil, there was always a bright red fire, which seemed to have never been extinguished.
How many years has he been tied up? In these dark years, he always hung his head, as if he was about to die.
And Shi Gu flicked his finger. It seemed that the move was simple, but in fact there was another mystery. On the towering spire, there seemed to be a whirlwind. The whirlwind wrapped around the body of the sword demon, which seemed to give the sword demon powerful power.
The muscles on the sword demon's body are becoming stronger and stronger. The green blood vessels are buried under the skin, and the blood flowing gurglingly is like a splashing river, vast and powerful, leading to the body. The darkest place.
The darkest and deepest places are often where the source of power continues. At this time, the sword demon's pupils became clearer and clearer.
But Shi Gu shook his head gently, looked at Qiankun with a smile, and said, "Do you want to save him?"
Qiankun was stunned for a moment and looked at the Sword Demon blankly. Later, he nodded resolutely and said: "Save!"
But when he caught a glimpse of the murderous intent in Sword Demon's eyes, Qiankun also asked himself in his heart, had he done the right thing...
Under the cold night, the whining wind wrapped around the sleeping heart. As the blood splashed again and again, the mood seemed to gradually calm down.
Yes, save...
This must be fate in this world! Even if you kill me, I will never regret it.
People with a temperament like Yu Zun's strong heart are always restless and crazy.
And they are the alternative in the eyes of the world, and the madmen in the eyes of warriors. Their bet on life seems to have always been this way, never sparing everything in life, but in fact it is for a lofty tomorrow.
He gasped heavily, and in the pain again and again, he gradually walked towards the desperate situation, but he didn't take a step, it was always so painful, until he stood opposite the sword demon.
What should I do...senpai?
It was a heart-to-heart communication, and in the eyes of the sword demon, Qiankun seemed to have found a familiar scene.
He stared blankly at the Sword Demon until the old voice quietly flashed into his heart.
"Break and stand again! Kill me!" The burning voice will ignite the violent arrogance in the heart at that moment.
Qiankun was stunned for a moment. Later, he seemed to understand what Sword Demon said.
The splashing blood flew lightly in the wind, and the knife penetrated deeply into the heart of the sword demon, and gradually weakened with the breath of the sword demon.
At that moment, Qiankun's heart felt extremely bitter, and the courage he had before seemed to be a little weak at this moment.
He sighed softly and bowed to the distant sky again and again, "Senior, did I do something wrong..."
And when the violent aura swept back, he was stunned, and then there was a simple smile on his face again.
It seems to be a familiar atmosphere, this kind of heroism, this kind of indifference, or this kind of violence, it is so bloody, so cruel.
But he seems to have been familiar with this kind of atmosphere for a long time, and the sword demon seems to be his comrade.
In this indifferent world, only when the heart becomes hard enough, the blood becomes boiling enough, and the hatred becomes deep enough, can it gain a foothold.
When his body was surrounded by a blade of light, he looked quietly at the sky. They were sharp blades that lingered on.
The back of the sword demon became more and more clear in the splashing sword light. He was more like a clear shadow. His shadow was actually carved by the sword's light, and that sword's light, It's more like a hair stained with ink.
The strong wind swept over the temples, and a few strands of hair were entangled with the long wind, and then fell to the ground, sleeping with the dust.
Qiankun's heart was always beating wildly. At this time, his eyes gradually became cold. When he was calm, he was more like a piece of ice, but even so, it could not melt the blood in his heart.
Senior Sword Demon......
As soon as the sky breaks out, the stars above our heads have already sunk into dreams. They no longer blink, and they have become indifferent and strange.
The crimson sun rose slowly from the east. This process became a bit sluggish in Qiankun's eyes, but his movements were complicated and swift.
He followed the stream of light, while Shi Gu always stood on the top of a mountain, quietly overlooking everything under his feet.
A smile gradually appeared in Shigu's calm eyes. He looked at Qiankun with a smile and murmured to himself: "You have exceeded my expectations! Come on, my child!"
Indifferent people also carry a warmth in their hearts, but they are not good at expressing it. Nowadays, the dazzling light in Shigu's eyes has never left. In his eyes, Qiankun is even more like his child!
In everyone's world, there will be a kind senior, or several, and as for Yu Zun, he seems to be happier than anyone else, but at the same time, he is more miserable than anyone else!
The sharp blade stirred up pieces of long wind, and then stopped, stranded on the edge of time.
The sword demon stood with his hands behind his back. He had disappeared from this world. The moment he was pierced through the chest by Qiankun's knife, he was already dead.
But in this novel world, life can be reborn after being torn apart. This is a loophole of time in this world, and God who created the world seems to have ignored this. In fact, this world is It is the origin of the world.
Perhaps, according to the script of time, he would have been resurrected in the future, and Qiankun's method was to wake him up from death early, so the sword demon trapped in the tower was really dead. ? This is not necessarily the case...
But when he saw the back of the sword demon, Qiankun's heart seemed to twitch slightly. He looked at the sword demon quietly. Later, he cupped his hands and clasped his fists, shouting: "Junior has met senior!"
Momentum, in fact, is a kind of momentum. The Qi all over the body of the sword demon made Qiankun feel a little uneasy, but soon he got used to the heavy pressure.
He looked at the sword demon quietly, but the sword demon never looked back.
The sun hangs high, shining with dazzling light in the distant sky, and among the clear clouds, there is always a breeze that is difficult to disperse, gently caressing the fluffy pieces. Cloud silk.
And the blue sky is more like a paint bottle that has been knocked over. The blue is so bright and eye-catching.
It's not just his breath that's heavy, it seems to be the pulse of this world. Under the gloomy sky of history, it's not necessarily clear who has merit and who is guilty. Let time forgive everyone and let time heal the pain in everyone's heart. perturbed.
When a knife passed through Qiankun's body, his heart was twitching crazily. Who was that? Whose shadow is that?…
Such a similar scene happened over and over again. When he saw the sword demon's face clearly, he knelt on the ground with a thud.
He murmured: "Master! Is it the master?"
He was already choked with sobs. When he saw the man's old face, his heart was so bitter and desolate.
It turns out it’s really you...Master...
In Yunli's dream, I looked back countless times, looked up countless times, and my expectations always failed, but he was so stiff and indifferent. He is my master! He is the master of my universe!
But Master, why don’t you look back, why don’t you look back at the universe...
The corners of the mouth twitched and the tears on the face fell gently, falling in the heavy time and the sleepless night.
Go back in time? Go back to those simple and romantic days?
Master, in the cracks of ten thousand years of time, you have made me what I am today. However, these heavy ten thousand years of time have shackled me in this situation. It is because of my unkindness and unrighteousness as a disciple. Master, blame me! It's all my fault...
But at this time, the sword demon was always so indifferent. When the cold words were like beads falling into a jade plate, he said solemnly: "You don't have to be like this, this is all destiny!"
"Then master, do you still recognize Qiankun as your disciple?" Qiankun said with a trembling voice.
"Follow me!" The back of the sword demon is like a mountain, and the stream of collapse is like splashing water. Compared with the distant future, the cruel past seems to be the only way to repent.
Fly in memories, sleep in memories, dance in memories, be silent in memories...
Memories are like a book, and memories are like a wax torch. The wax torch is burning. In the meager light, the book quietly reflects on the blurry writing in the eyes. As I read it over and over again, It seems that I gradually understand myself.
The figure of the sword demon is always so illusory. Compared with the master Qiankun knew, the sword demon's martial arts realm has undergone a fundamental change at this time.
The legendary Sword Demon is the number one existence among the top ten killers of ghosts.
However, he disappeared from the world a long time ago, so the ranking of the top ten killers is no longer what it used to be.
Could it be that Master wants to take me to the legendary Shadow Realm?
There was neither joy nor sorrow on Qiankun's face. He seemed to have never expected anything. In his eyes, the master should be better than anything else.
The two people who were originally indifferent were connected by a passion. They were both cold stones, but they didn't know that there was a burning red charcoal inside.
The sword demon's body flew up and down again. As long as his toes touched the ground lightly, he was already thousands of miles away in a moment.
This is an extremely comfortable scene, with a rich sense of picture and a natural and pure state of mind!
The light body is more like a grain of dust. No one cares about the dust, but the powerful martial state is as heavy as a thousand-pound boulder. This is the connection between the two attributes of dust and boulder.
Therefore, many ghosts under the sword do not understand the connection between the two, and this is also the reason why they died.
The shadow is in the distance, in the most distant distance. Time is meaningless at this moment. Looking back, it is not just as simple as the end of the world...
