God-level training system

Chapter 1399 Nian Kong
Chapter 390 Niankong
Zodiac Dragon Palace, only she is left.

The wedding dress has gone, and the sword is in hand.

The eyes are determined, but the heart is trembling.

After all, an ending is needed.

Then, kill me.

If there is only one person left, there is only pain left, it is better to just die.

"Use your sword." Long Qingwu looked at Qin Qi.

This person she never dared to face directly, she should never have met.

Before leaving Tianyuan, Qin Qi said that this day will come eventually, and at that time, it must be a situation of facing each other with swords.

Now, Long Qingwu did what he wished.

Bring out the sword.

Cut off this sword, cut off this life and the next life!

Qin Qi didn't think that he would soften his heart. From the moment he heard the news of Fu Caixuan's death, he was enveloped by killing intent.

No one can stop his footsteps, anyone standing in front of him, no matter who they are, will be wiped out!

His heart should have been cold.

Killing the entire Zodiac Dragon Palace, the countless bones and blood never made him hesitate or bewildered.

However, at this moment, facing Long Qingwu, it was difficult for Qin Qi to maintain his hard heart.

His heart hurts.

Who can not feel sorry for this girl.

"Sword!" Long Qingwu roared, pointing the long sword at Qin Qi.

"Sword!"

Long Qingwu gritted her teeth, with determination in her eyes, she fought hard and slashed towards Qin Qi.

Her cultivation is considered top among the younger generation, but she is really nothing in front of Qin Qi. Qin Qi doesn't even need to dodge this sword light.

Even though Long Qingwu tried her best, she couldn't break through his defense.

However, Qin Qi retreated and evaded again and again, Dragon God Tianlei was unprecedentedly heavy, and he couldn't even wave it.

"What are you waiting for, kill me, all this is over, take out the sword!" Long Qingwu cried out sadly, tears scattered in the air, her sword was getting faster and faster, like rain like a waterfall.

She wants to force Qin Qi to take action, she wants to end all this.

Yuankong, everyone is watching.

No one can stop this.

"Sister, will he kill Senior Sister Long?" Li Ningshang asked in a low voice, with some sadness in her eyes.

"He..." Li Ningshuang's mouth was full of bitterness, she didn't know, she didn't know how Qin Qi would choose.

"This bastard, isn't he really going to kill the Dragon Goddess?" Wu Jing gritted his teeth, looking at the people around the Emperor City, he could only sigh.

"Baby Luo, what should we do, I feel very uncomfortable." Xiaohuang whispered, feeling uncomfortable.

Luluo didn't know how to answer.

But if it is uncomfortable in the heart, who can compare with those two people.

A lost love.

One lost everything.

Long Qingwu attacked crazily, but Qin Qi couldn't reach an inch, but the battle couldn't last forever, Long Qingwu was forcing Qin Qi to make a choice.

"Sword!"

Long Qingwu yelled, and the long sword slashed straight at Qin Qi.

Qin Qi gritted his teeth, the expression in his eyes finally settled down, and the Dragon God burst out with tears.

A flash of relief flashed in Long Qingwu's eyes, she was crying, but she smiled.

She loosened her hand holding the sword, and the sword fell, and she, facing Qin Qi's sword, opened her arms like a moth to a flame.

ended.

"puff!"

The long sword penetrated Long Qingwu's body, and the blood instantly stained her plain clothes red.

Qin Qi's pupils suddenly shrank violently.

trembling, deterred.

But Long Qingwu stepped forward, letting the sword blade continue to penetrate her body, she stood in front of Qin Qi, like an intimate couple, hugged Qin Qi, and kissed Qin Qi's lips.

very soft.

Very icy.

Very bitter.

"I hate you." Long Qingwu's voice sounded in Qin Qi's ear.

……

glanced at him.

Missed her life!
……

ended.

Seeing this scene, no one could say a word.

Qin Qi withdrew his long sword, held Long Qingwu in his arms, and disappeared directly in place.

This battle is over.

The Zodiac Dragon Palace no longer exists, and the last person also died under Qin Qi's sword.

But obviously, Qin Qi's revenge will not end like this.

Where will the next stop be?

But if Qin Qi continues to be crazy, then the many forces of the human race may not be able to sit idly by.

How things will turn out, no one knows.

But since even Long Qingwu died under Qin Qi's sword.

Then no matter who stands in front of Qin Qi, Qin Qi will kill him!

……

An unknown mountain village.

Cooking smoke curls up, catkins flutter.

This is the world of mortals, and fighting for hegemony has nothing to do with them.

It's ordinary and simple here.

Qin Qi came here with Long Qingwu in his arms, and put her under a willow tree by the pond.

"I'm sorry." Qin Qi whispered, stretched out his hand, and the wound on Long Qingwu's body healed quickly.

Qin Qi's sword could not be pierced in the end.

He thought he could kill anyone who stood in his way, but he found that he couldn't kill her.

But for her, continuing to live is boundless pain.

If not, start over again!

Qin Qi's sword tricked everyone, including Long Qingwu, this sword could not kill her, she was still alive.

But she will forget everything, the sect, the master, and him.

Since Long Qingwu said that after meeting him, her life became very bad.

So, just pretend you never met.

The dark wizard appeared and erased Long Qingwu's memory.

From now on, she no longer remembers him.

"Forgive my selfishness, live well." Qin Qi whispered, and then slowly retreated, step by step into the void.

The picture of Long Qingwu was blurred in front of his eyes, and this was probably the last look.

I hope she can live happily ever after.

Hope, don't meet him again.

After Qin Qi left, Long Qingwu woke up slowly, her eyes were full of confusion, like a newborn baby.

She looked around curiously, scratched her head, feeling a little distressed and confused.

She sniffed with her cute little nose, and there seemed to be a strange smell left in the air, which was familiar but she couldn't remember.

She couldn't help frowning her beautiful eyebrows, feeling very uncomfortable, and her mind was in chaos.

But at this time, the sound of wooden fish came to her ears, which made her calm down instantly.

Long Qingwu looked over curiously, there was a monk, like an ascetic, wearing shabby clothes, walking towards this side while knocking on the wooden fish.

But it was strange, he didn't seem to care about what was under his feet, no matter whether it was a pond or a big rock, he couldn't change his direction.

Along the way, every step, all obstacles can be overcome.

"Amitabha, female benefactor, you have a predestined relationship with my Buddha, would you like to convert to Buddhism with me?" The monk came to Long Qingwu and asked softly.

His eyes are reassuring, very clear and clean, as if they can wash away the filth and evil of time, and transport people into bliss.

Long Qingwu didn't know how to answer, she bowed to the monk in a hurry, and then said: "Master, I can't remember the past, can the Buddha remind me of everything?"

"Forgetting is liberation, but you can't get it, so why obsess over the past?" The monk smiled slightly.

"But, I think it's very important." Long Qingwu said.

The monk nodded and didn't force it, just said: "Maybe it is possible, do you want to give it a try?"

"Okay." Long Qingwu nodded with a smile.

She smiled, it seemed that this monk who had no desires and desires had a heart beating.

Realizing this, the monk put his palms together and said "Amitabha Buddha" to meditate, but he couldn't help but smile bitterly. This is a long way to practice, and he is far from enough.

"Can the benefactor remember her name?" the monk asked.

"Who am I?" Long Qingwu tilted her head, but couldn't remember anything.

She wanted to recall a name, but the one that jumped the most was two words, which were very vague, and the surname could not be seen clearly, only one "empty".

"I only remember Kong, but I don't know if it's my name." Long Qingwu said.

"Empty?" The monk nodded, then smiled and said, "Since the benefactor wants to convert to Buddhism, how about asking the little monk to give you a dharma name?"

Long Qingwu tilted her head, but said without any change, "Please trouble Master."

"Then call you 'Niankong'."

A memory, a thought, a memory.

It has been forgotten, it has been decided, and it has become empty.

"Niankong?" Long Qingwu smiled slightly, this name is not annoying.

"Let's go." The monk smiled.

"En." Long Qingwu nodded, followed the monk and left.

"Master, where are we going?"

"Western Desert."

"Buddha, I'm coming back."

……

(End of this chapter)