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"The great wilderness is green with a great wind, I invite the bright moon to make a thousand sprouts.

In the evening, the wild ferries missed their hometown, and the fire and the brick struck the blue waves.

Once drunk, he would ride the wind for fifteen thousand miles, while riding the Yan Qiushui Incense.

Wu Yue lightly sighed four seas heavy, Han Yin Yin Yinyin two yellow.

Pingsha star heavy sail shadow movement, Yao stage feast Ye Weiyang.

A dragon's roar and a tiger's roar was heard. Business was settled, and the branches thought of each other in vain.

The clouds in the nine heavens were still and unmoving, and he was full of courage.

"Bashuqiao, you crazed teacher, have a good relationship with people and build a phoenix."

At the end of the long ancient path, green smoke rose into the air. Thousands of white-roofed tents sat within these desert walls. Not even a single trace of green could be found on the bare cliffs on both sides of the road. This was a barracks, but at sunrise, the cooks started a bonfire. They all knew that there would be a hard battle today. Some people once said, "Being close to someone who is advantageous is difficult to achieve." Scholars know each other, warm do not add splendor, cold do not change, through four hours and do not weaken, calm and dangerous but reinforce.

Isn't it true for the soldiers?

When the hot sun rose, the tall figure on the cliff face could clearly be seen. He had long since lost his immaturity and his every movement was filled with the domineering aura of someone in power. However, what did not change was the yearning in his eyes for tomorrow …

"General, look at this beautiful flower."

Ten years can change a lot from a little girl to a slender and elegant beauty. Looking at the girl who was holding a leafless, red and white beautiful flower and staring at him with a smile on her face, Yang Ziqian smiled and patted the girl's head, "This flower's name is Manzhu, the flower leaves fall, and the flower leaves are red and white. The leaves fell to the ground, and flowers bloomed in clusters. However, the Underworld and the Yellow Springs followed suit. But in this Mo, it is a flower of uncertainty! "

The young girl obviously didn't listen to the second half of the sentence, she only played with the petals, "Manzhu, Manzhu, what a beautiful name. General your surname is Yang, I'll call you Yang Manzhu from now on."

Yang Ziqian only had a smile on his face as his eyes formed a bridge. Suddenly, a melodious drum sound came from below the mountain. The young girl's face was filled with disappointment as she silently lowered the Manchus Flower. "General, you're leaving again."

Yang Ziqian nodded, "The war in front of us has been tense since the injury, but as long as we take down this city, we can chase the outsiders out of our land. At that time, I'll bring you home."

A trace of craftiness appeared in the girl's eyes, but in a flash, she pushed Yang Ziqian away and said, "Quickly go, I think you will be able to breach the city today."

That's right …

It could destroy cities.

The city that had been under attack for half a month was now left unguarded. The great army had entered a place with no one around, waiting for the city gates to open! The old man and the women and children were lying on the bed. The soldiers in the city had also died peacefully in their beautiful dreams. The only difference was that at the end of the long and empty street, there was a body that was pierced by a silver spear! How could Yang Ziqian not recognize it? His severely injured body was at the mercy of this person, but at this moment, all of his life force was gone!

The silver spear that pierced his body and the ground required ten people to pull it out. How could this be the silver spear that was inserted into the ground? Everyone was puzzled and could only attribute the credit to "The heavens are enlightened". They had all been taken in, and every one of them was overjoyed, but Yang Ziqian took advantage of the darkness to quietly leave.

He was just an old donkey, a big knife, and a jug of turbid wine.

There was also a young lady sitting beside him, swinging her beautiful legs.

"General? If you win, why are you still depressed? "

Yang Ziqian stopped walking and did not turn around. "Have you been to that city?"

Lin Manzhu shook her head.

Yang Ziqian lowered his head and said, "Little Devil, I'm a soldier but I'm also a Daoist, how can I not recognize your demonic aura?"

Lin Manzhu opened her mouth to speak, but she hesitated, and then she stubbornly said, "Yes, I've been there. The fact that he beat you up to that extent is already the greatest kindness I can show you."

Yang Ziqian slowly raised his head and let out a soft sigh, then continued walking forward. Lin Manzhu, who still wanted to open her mouth to explain, lost her interest in explaining even though he didn't say anything. Gradually, she discovered that Yang Ziqian was no longer smiling. Every day, he would look into the sky with his hands behind his back as if he had something heavy on his mind. She did not know what the sky was going to look like until that day …

"Yang Ziqian, as a member of the sect, are you trying to cover up for the slaying of the city demons?"

Flying swords filled the sky.

The sky was filled with green robes.

Such a powerful Demon Destroyer Formation had existed since ancient times.

Lin Manzhu subconsciously pulled Yang Ziqian's sleeve, and very fearfully hid behind her and timidly called out, "General …"

Yang Ziqian lowered his head without saying a word, his black hair covering his face, his expression could not be seen.

Another loud shout came from the sky, "Yang Ziqian, you're still not making your move!"

So Lin Ziqian moved!

Reaching out his hand, a wooden sword slashed through the air. That was his sword.

"General …" "You …"

The wooden sword was pardoned and Lin Manzhu fell backwards. The flesh and blood all over her body was completely shattered by the sword. The green blood began to spread and burn all over the mountain! Afterwards, Lin Ziqian bit his middle finger, drawing thirteen runes in the air before entering Lin Manzhu's body one by one.

Shock!

Confusion.

Her eyes were filled with hatred, but there was no hatred in them. She raised her head, disregarding the fragmented body, and asked in confusion, "General, why?"

Yang Ziqian did not answer, his right hand's luck was good, the wooden sword in his hand was broken in an instant, and then he raised his head to look at the sky and said loudly, "The evil demon has been sealed with seven meridians and eight meridians by me."

Heaven laughed madly: "Well done! "If I don't go to the Dao Gate, it would be beneficial for your cultivation."

Yang Ziqian also laughed, this was the first time a smile had appeared on his face. He slowly pulled out a large blade from his left hand, and said in a clear voice: "I have already given my cultivation back to the sect, but this Little Demon is my family, if you dare to hurt her, then you all will!" "Then take a step forward!

The person from the sky shouted angrily, "You want to bully Master to exterminate our ancestors?"

Yang Ziqian let out a wild laugh and said proudly, "I, Yang Ziqian, will use a wooden sword to enter this sect and use a wooden sword to protect the common people. "Today, I will break my own wooden sword and have no more conflict with the sect. I will have no qualms about this world!"

An indescribable feeling of fear weighed heavily on Lin Manzhu's heart. His figure was still standing tall and straight, even more extraordinary than before, but why was this figure like a flickering red light in the middle of a violent wind, which could be extinguished at any time? Lin Manzhu stretched out her hand, wanting to pull back the soaring figure, but she was unable to stop the sigil Yang Ziqian used to suppress her demonic power.

The blade rose and fell.

But no one died.

How could Yang Ziqian bear letting Ring-Dao drink their blood?

As a result, before long, he became riddled with scars. After being with the demons for so many years, he had long been tainted with demonic energy. In addition to killing on the battlefield, his fiendish aura was also completely used up. He was clearly already riddled with scars, but his body stubbornly stood in front of the Little Demon Empress. None of the people in the sky were moved by Yang Ziqian's mercy. Instead, they were so angry that their faces turned red.

"Unfilial son!" You asked for it! "

A white beard on his face raised a green sword, but the green sword had turned into more than a thousand swords!

Yang Ziqian could not suppress the redness in his mouth. Facing the menacing Myriad Sword Technique, he admitted that he could not resist it, so he turned his head to look at the girl behind him and softly said: "Flee. The further the better. "

Silent tears rolled down Yang Manzhu's cheeks. She didn't understand, why did things have to be like this? She didn't understand. Was it a bad thing to vent her anger on someone she loved? There were too many things she didn't understand, too many things she didn't understand. As a result, she was enraged! The light-blue Flowing Immortal Dress turned purple at a speed visible to the naked eye. A strange demonic light flashed in her purple eyes as ravines seeped out from the mountain, causing the river to be dried up. Although it was daytime, the purple stars shining through a crack in the horizon were clearly visible!

Purple!

This was all her demonic power.

His face was still the same, but his eyes were so cold that even Yang Ziqian didn't dare to look him in the eye. She gently carried Yang Ziqian's lifeless body, scanned everyone in the sky with a cold light, and couldn't help but feel goosebumps all over her body. She lowered her head to caress Yang Ziqian's hair, and asked, "General, do you hate me?"

Yang Ziqian didn't answer, he only looked at the distant setting sun, which was faintly discernible from the purple demonic energy, and said, "Manzhu, I miss home."

Lin Manzhu grinned and said, "I'll take you home."

That peerless demonic energy had been infused into Yang Ziqian's body to begin with. Even though her original intention was good, how could the current Yang Ziqian withstand such powerful demonic energy!? Lin Manzhu lightly moved, but not a single person in the sky could stop her. In other words, they had long been powerless in their clones, so how could they stop it?

Flowers blooming.

Flowers falling.

It was as if they had also felt that tragic grief that soared to the sky. Amidst the pinkish ground, they dumbly hugged Yang Ziqian who was lying on the ground, even if they had demonic powers that looked down on the world, so what? The weak body of a human could not withstand such immense power, so her grief filled the sky. The burning sun seemed to fear abating its anger, so it pulled a cloud and cowered timidly behind the clouds.

"Manzhu."

"I'm here."

Yang Ziqian said, "I'm a little tired."

Lin Manzhu smiled miserably, things that were lost could not be pursued. Only now did she understand the meaning of Yang Ziqian's words from many years ago. Was that Yang Ziqian as pained as she was now? She said, "Then go to sleep. When you wake up, I'll be by your side."

Yang Ziqian smiled and said, "Don't resent me, don't hate me. The clouds of this world are not as bad as you think."

Lin Manzhu nodded and said with a wry smile: "This is the Haiqing River Feast that you exchanged for. How can I bear to ruin it?"

"What a pity …" "Unfortunately, this is still a chaotic world."

Lin Manzhu gently caressed her cheek and said gently, "General, you have done enough. Qing Shi will leave you with your name, immortal forever."

Yang Ziqian coughed dryly twice, shook his head and laughed softly, "It's not enough …" The chaotic world has harmed my family, I was determined to exchange for Hai Qing He Yan, but in the end, I was one step short. Manju... Promise me that in your next life … In the next life. "

Yang Ziqian didn't say anything, he just kept repeating the three words, then with a smile on his face, he fell into a deep sleep along with the flying flowers.

The peach blossoms remained.

A sage never returns.

Lin Manzhu used her peerless demonic powers to separate him from his hometown forever, calling it the "Heavenly Passage". In that holy abode, the peach blossoms would never lose. After a few years, the "Path of Demons" appeared. The unknown expert wrote in the《 Supreme Mystery Scripture》, "The heavens are descending, the evil is born from the heavens." "Five steps, ten monoliths, and a hundred miles of blood. It can be said to be a demonic existence." At this point, everyone was talking about the demonic change in expression, but they didn't know that this "demonic" had curled up its body like a homeless cat, quietly sleeping in the middle of a field of peach blossoms.

The figure holding her hand in the dream.

Walk south, cross north...