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Xuanyuan Kaishan's arm managed to keep up with this movement, instead of cutting it, he wanted to chop Gu Xian off!

Gu Xian threw the piece of firewood up.

Then fight back and draw the sword!

Chi.

The Spirit Snake Sword slid down Xuanyuan Kaishan's thick shoulders.

Flesh, meridians, and joints are falling apart bit by bit.

It's like Paoding Jieniu, with ease.

It's like chopping firewood, following the trend, simply and neatly.

That right arm slowly left Xuanyuan Kaishan's body.

It left with the big axe.

The ax had just split the wood at this moment.

The chopped firewood fell to the ground, the big ax that smashed the wood fell to the ground, and Xuanyuan Kaishan's arm also fell to the ground almost at the same time.

boom.

There was only one sound.

These three objects fell to the ground almost at the same time.

Such a fast movement, such a fast sword!

Yinmeng's pupils suddenly contracted, and cold sweat oozes from the palms of his hands.

"Now, my job, what else can you do?"

Xuanyuan Kaishan was sweating coldly in pain, he finally realized his mistake, his ax could only chop wood, but Gu Xian's sword could chop people.

He suddenly turned around quickly and fled to the rear!

Gu Xian said, "Take your things away."

After saying this, he sat back to his original place and continued chopping firewood.

As if nothing had happened before.

Xuanyuan Kaishan gritted his teeth again, braving the scorching sun, and walked back step by step.

He looked at Gu Xian who was still chopping wood, bit his broken right arm with his teeth, turned around and ran.

Xuanyuan Kaishan held another object in his free left hand.

—wood chopped up by an axe.

His face was pale, and after picking up the things, he ran non-stop, and finally disappeared outside.

······

It's been a long, long time.

Yinmeng suddenly said: "Your swordsmanship is really capable of killing people."

Gu Xian retorted: "I didn't kill him!"

"But he's already dead!" Yin Meng sneered, "Do you know why he took those two firewood away?"

Gu Xian gave a pause in his hand, then continued to chop firewood, and replied, "Try your courage, go back to practice hard. After a year, come for revenge!"

When I heard "one year later, I will take revenge again" in my dream, I looked sad and was obviously touched.

"No, absolutely not." She said slowly, "His right hand is broken, and it is impossible to practice a martial art that can beat you. The reason why he brought back the firewood is that he felt that he could no longer do it in this life. I am better than you, so I remind myself that I can no longer go to the rivers and lakes."

Yinmeng continued: "So he will definitely find a peaceful and undisputed place, marry a beautiful young wife, and live an ordinary life."

"From now on, there will be no such person as Xuanyuan Kaishan in the world, do you think you killed him?"

Gu Xian finally stopped what he was doing and raised his head.

"Isn't this the real life?"

Yinmeng spoke slowly in an inexplicably sad tone, as if trying to chew through the words:

"I used to think so too."

The sadness and desolation, unwillingness and despair in this sentence are difficult for those who have not experienced it to understand.

Gu Xian suddenly stopped talking.

He found that although this beautiful and mysterious woman had a lot, she also lost a lot.She is beautiful but sad.

Is it true that in order to have one thing, one must first lose another?

The strong wind blew again.

It blew towards the house.

The wind chime blew, blowing Yinmeng's soft and long black hair, blowing away Yinmeng's loose white robe.

Under the white robe, she was almost naked.

snow-white body.

Year-round cold water baths, fresh air in the mountains, a reasonable and nutritious diet, the vitality of horseback riding, and adequate and healthy sleep.

These living habits have created Yinmeng's firm skin, charming face, and figure that can make any man crazy.

The tempting devil looms under the wind and the white robe.

Gu Xian lowered his head, he couldn't watch anymore.

He was afraid he couldn't bear it.

Yinmeng looked at Gu Xian, raised the corner of her mouth slightly, brushed her hair lightly, and then returned to the room.

Gu Xian's heartbeat quickened, and the movements of his hands also quickened. He tried his best not to think about what he saw just now.

He forced himself to think about other questions:

"In the Sutra Pavilion, why did Kuchang give me a secret book on sword techniques?"