Battling Records of the Chosen One

When the sky was bright, Lin Xun went out of the room with a clear breath, and looked around, only to feel that the sky was clear, the wind was smooth, and the heart was refreshing.

The scenery is still like that, but when the mood is different, the scenery is naturally different.

The scene of the Jiuyu battlefield ended, leaving less than a month, Lin Xun intends to take this opportunity to accompany Zhao Jingyu.

Last night, Zhao Jingxi once said: "I know that you can't put down the summer solstice in your heart. I don't ask you to be righteous, and you don't want to be a tribute. As long as you don't bear me, it will be enough."

It is also because of this sentence that Lin is so moved in his heart, quite awkward.

Zhao Jingxi, the daughter of the Imperial Emperor of the Purple Emperor, the world's first-class beauty, the body of the dragon flowing in the body, the talent is gorgeous, the appearance is unconventional, like a fairy.

If you change to other monks, you can get this red-faced companion.

But now, Zhao Jingwei has made such concessions, so that Lin can not find it?

Even Lin’s own ethics is what he can do, and the beauty is so sympathetic.

If you don't accompany Zhao Jingxi, Lin Xun feels that he is a sinful and sinister.

......

In the next period of time, Lin Xun did not care about anything. He left Zhao Jingyu to leave the city of the guardian, and traveled the mountains to play with water. His footprints were all over the nine-field battlefield.

Take the boat to the lake, the mountains and the mountains, the blue sea, the waves, the drunk, the waterfall, the waterfall...

Free and easy, not too fast.

Occasionally, Lin Xun will pick up the sacred dew, use the cloud without roots to make tea, and drink with Zhao Jingyu in the flowers.

The sneak sneak, the half-edge monk half-jun.

What is the battle between the nine domains, what is the pursuit of the enemy, and what is the practice of the Tao, all of which are thrown away by the two.

The joy here is not enough for outsiders.

......

The dead are like this, staying up late.

On this day, a place of snow-white glaciers.

Lin searched for a piece of ice heart to take water, brewed tea in a red mud stove, Zhao Jingxuan embraced his knees, sat on one side, smiled and looked at Lin busy.

On the scorpio, suddenly there was a strange roar, like the sound of the avenue, spreading across the heavens and the earth.

Almost at the same time, the ancient ruins worn by Lin Xun and Zhao Jingxi both resonated and trembled at this moment.

In unison, the two stopped their movements and looked at each other. They all realized that the time for the end of the nine-field battlefield was coming!

Looking at the tea that is about to be boiled on the red mud stove, Lin Xun is a soft sigh, time flies, and then the happy scene, after all, is short-lived.

"The taste of the marrow, do not leave?"

Zhao Jingying star smiles, tenderness surging among them.

Lin nodded.

During this period of time, accompanied by Zhao Jingyu to swim in the mountains, free and easy, naturally reluctant.

"Go, there are still many opportunities in the future."

Zhao Jingqi took up the hand of Lin Xun and went to the far side. She was very contented and accompanied by these days.

What's more, if the two sentiments are long, they are squatting in the dynasty?

......

When returning to the city of the guardian, Lin couldn’t help but look at it.

Because I don’t know when it started, in front of the magnificent and golden golden city wall, there was a stone monument with a few feet high.

On the stone tablet, the lines of the avenue are engraved with a line of iron-and-silver-like handwriting.

"The third battle of the nine domains, the sage of the ancient wilderness generation, Lin Xun, who is the leader of the world, is the leader of the nine-field battlefield..."

"In the beginning, the sage Lin found blood to kill 30,000 miles, one person surrounded a city, the power is stunned, no one can be enemies... Then, rebuild the city of the guardian, break the seven-field coalition, conquer the black cliff sea...

"Only turning around the eight domain, a sword slaughtered Wan Qianxiong..."

On the top, it lists in detail the things that Lin Xun has done in the past three years. In the meantime, Lin Xun’s mind also recalls the scenes of these years’ battles.

"Strong, only this person, the party is called the leader, only this handsome, called the sage..."

"Jun Xin is like the sky, Ze is ancient, the king is good, the crown is ancient and the present, the power is unparalleled, who is the enemy..."

"My generation has a monument here, and the sages of the sages have been searching for a long history, and they are famous for their history.

Until after reading this monument, Lin couldn’t help but sway and couldn’t calm down.

He did not even think that the ancient wilderness camp would have set such a merits for himself!

"Look at that."

Next, Zhao Jingyu looked into the distance.

Lin looked up and saw the city. There were countless figures gathered together. Everyone smiled at himself with a smile on his face.

"Lin brother, this ‘the merits of the monument’ is the mind of everyone. Every word is written by a different Taoist friend. Only in this way can I express my respect.”

A small number of voices open.

Others have nodded.

Lin couldn't help but touch his nose and smiled bitterly: "Can I still refuse?"

"No!"

Everyone said in unison, and immediately, they couldn’t help laughing, and they shook.

Today, the nine-field battlefield has entered the final stage. The monks in the city, from different places in the ancient wilderness, will also leave today.

It’s just that this time, I don’t know when I will meet each other next time, so I’m all gathered in front of the city.

Just to say goodbye to Lin together!

"Thank you, everyone."

Lin Xun took a deep breath and shouted his hand and rang through the world.

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Gorefiend.

A poor place like a poor mountain, the sound of the Tianzhu Road is complete, and the **** green clothes hidden in the depths of a stinky mud pool are alarmed and awakened from the hustle and bustle.

"It finally ended..."

Regardless of the dirty smelly muddy atmosphere, the **** green clothes excitedly rushed out, listening to the sound of the resounding sound, just like hearing the most beautiful rhythm in the world.

He reached out to the sky with his hands and closed his eyes, revealing the intoxicating color.

It’s been a year since I hated it, and now I’m finally seeing it again. It’s like opening a new way for Blood Tsing Yi.

Until a long time, the **** green t-shirt's scorpion reveals the cold and hate of the bones, and the mouth is open:

"Stigma and defeat are not terrible. It is terrible to know shame and not knowing courage. Lin Xun, this time and let you be proud, his day, my blood will be reported!"

Hey!

The next moment, his figure disappeared out of thin air.

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Northern Underworld.

In the depths of the vast expanse of the sea, a crazy figure is sitting on a reef and crying.

His hair is unkempt and grassy, ​​his clothes are ragged, his eye sockets are collapsed, his body is thin, and his appearance is worse than that of Hanako.

However, if Lin Xun is here, he will be able to recognize that this person is the leader of the Northern Ming Dynasty camp, the lesser of the Emperor's family.

鲲少羽!

However, what kind of scenery and embarrassment he had in the past was like a big day, full of light, and the unique style of a domain.

Nowadays, it has fallen behind, people are not ghosts, mad, and chaotic.

On the same day, the sound of the avenue resounded, sitting on the ground, screaming and crying, like Shao Lei, like a lightning strike, the whole person slammed there.

His look began to change, and the gloom and the faint eyes began to condense a little...

Until a long time, he got up and screamed loudly: "For decades, I know that I am me!"

One word and one meal, if the screaming dragon screams, and the turbulent rushing above the nine cymbals, the sound is free from the meaning of open-minded.

"Lin Xun, wait, when I help the young, I will be shameful!"

Yan Shaoyu slammed into the air, and his figure turned into a shackle. He didn’t know how many tens of thousands of feet, and he collapsed into the void, and swept away.

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Ancient wasteland.

In front of the city of the guardian, countless ancient monks were also acting, taking out the ancient wilderness orders, moving away from the void, and disappearing into the nine-field battlefield.

"Foreigns, I will wait one step ahead."

"Aoyama does not change, green water flows, Lin predecessors, I am waiting to meet you again in the ancient wilderness."

"Foreigns..."

There are many people who come to Lin to say goodbye. There are familiar and unfamiliar people. There are names that can be called, and there are also names that cannot be called.

But everyone, with their heartfelt respect and blessing, Lin Xun responded with a lot of emotions.

If you are alive, you can return to your homeland.

Those who are buried in this ancient wilderness are destined to be so quiet that no one cares.

Life and death are cruel.

Gradually, the figure of the monks in the city is getting less and less.

"Lin brother, leave!"

Yu Hengzhen, Ye Mozhen, they came to say goodbye.

" Take care."

Lin searched with a smile.

"Lin Xun, after returning to the ancient wasteland, you must come to the Beidou world. I invite you to drink the Wannian treasures of the Ziwei Mountain!"

The night is loud.

Next to the smile, I will interject: "Don't go to my breeze valley. I will take out the ‘Seven Treasures of the Seven Treasures of the ancestors' and drink them with you.”

In a word, it leads to night glare and glares: "Do you dare not to be against me once?"

Laughing in the sky, I don’t give up, I laughed and said: "I just see you are not used to it, what happened?"

Yes, the two innocent guys are smashing each other.

Lin wants to laugh and cry, but his heart is warm, this is a friend, a brother who is in trouble!

"Lin brother, we have to go."

Not long after, Shao Shao, if the dance also came to bid farewell.

Lin seeks to talk to him, and then he will leave them.

Until the end, only Lin Xun, Zhao Jingxi, Laojiao, Aru, Big Blackbird, Xiaoyin, Xiaotian were left in the field.

This is also normal. When I first came to the nine-field battlefield, the ancient wilderness powerhouses moved from different places.

When you go back, you will naturally return along the same path, destined to be impossible.

Just as Lin searched for them, when they came, they came from the door of the death of the mountain of death. When they went back, they would definitely return to the mountain of death.

"Big brother, let's go."

Daddy and Aru, they look at Lin Xun.

Lin looked for the head of the city and looked around. As if to remember all this in his mind, he regained his gaze after half a sigh, took a deep breath, and stood firm, saying:

"go!"

A burst of light and glory, Lin searched for their figure, but also disappeared into the void, leaving only a city of guardianship, standing silently in this heaven and earth, filled with the sacred atmosphere of immortality.

On this day, after three years of fierce battles, the dispute between the nine domains ended. No matter what camp, the survivors who survived are leaving today.

The vast nine-field battlefield has relapsed into silence, and I don’t know how many years later it will be opened.

At that time, the moon was shining, and Zeng Zhaocai returned!

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(After the writing of the nine-field battlefield, after returning to the ancient wilderness area, it is a new journey. This time, Lin De God wants to be envious.)