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In the beginning, it was just chaos, as if before a person was born, he had no memory and no past, just simply mechanically operated according to the formation and sat on what he should do every day, without consciousness.

Until one day, a fierce sword energy entered the center of the god formation. It was obviously such a powerful evil spirit, but it didn't attack the god formation at all. In order to see this person clearly, Changkong Zhuoyu raised his eyes slightly, and had the first time in his life. action.

very nice.This is the first impression in life.

It's so beautiful, I can't bear to let him disappear like this.This is the first feeling in life.

It's so beautiful, I don't want to let him disappear like this, I hope he can stay by my side.This is the first time in my life.

So Changkong Zhuoyu didn't attack the person who trespassed in the formation, and let him stay in the center of the formation, and this person didn't attack him, so he lived quietly in the formation, dancing his sword every day, and every movement So chic and beautiful.

Feng told Changkong Zhuoyu his outline, and the gods watched him every day, and the blood-colored figure danced in the gods, so dazzling, as if the only color on Kunlun Mountain.

The color of blood, the color of life, the color of envy.

Shenzhen looked at him for a long time, wanted to speak to him but was unable to speak, envious of this man's handsome appearance and burning figure, staring at the dazzling color.Wanting to communicate, want to talk, want to touch his hair, so the wind blew Xue Qianjie's hair, twirled it in his palm, and wrote the first sentence in his life-【Who are you? 】

He got the first nice name in his life - Blood Thousand Tribulations.

Xue Qianjie's swordsmanship is beautiful and powerful, Changkong Zhuoyu learns it every day with the help of Qingfeng.Xue Qianjie's voice is very nice, Changkong Zhuoyu began to talk more, although writing is a bit slow, but Xue Qianjie is very patient, always watching the wind with gentle eyes and slowly writing down, and then gently answering he.

Xue Qianjie lived in his body very happily, every day was so beautiful, Kunlun Divine Formation likes this person very much, and Xue Qianjie seems to like him very much, it would be great if we could stay together forever, before the spiritual energy is exhausted, Until the end of the mission of the Kunlun Artifact, we will stay together.

But no, Xue Qianjie wanted to get rid of the demon, he said he wanted to let the Kunlun Artifact be free, and not let it disappear in order to seal the demon world.

So Xue Qianjie left, he said that the person he loved was him, but the Kunlun artifact is not a human being, and what is love?

After Xue Qianjie left, Kunlun Artifact had the first negative emotion in his life - loneliness.

When the breeze could no longer blow that perfect figure, and when the setting sun could no longer reflect that beautiful red, the Kunlun artifact "looked" at the empty formation, and understood a feeling called loneliness.

He let the wind blow to the bottom of the mountain, listened to the stories told by the traveling merchants, and the legends told by the cultivators who went up and down the mountain, and struggled to piece together the deeds of the Blood Thousand Calamity.One person and one sword alone attacked the Shaking Sky Sect, killing all the old Sect Master's faction, and finally unified the evil ways.After unifying the evil way, suppressing the evil way makes them no longer be enemies of the righteous way, and everyone does good deeds, and the human dynasty ushered in a rare prosperity.

The demon world, which could not absorb too much resentment, also became calm. The Kunlun artifact seemed to have a lot of aura and time to do more things. He tried his best to blow the wind far away, wanting to hear more blood. news.What a legendary person this is, with an appearance that is incomparable to the world, with strength that cannot be resisted by ordinary comprehension, and with such countless legends in the comprehension world.

This is the person he raised, Kunlun Artifact is very happy, he listened to the story of the blood thousand catastrophe everywhere, and also listened to a lot of scripts.

However, no matter how peaceful the world is, as long as there is desire, there will be evil spirits.The evil energy that had been suppressed for thousands of years finally counterattacked again. This time the Shushan faction's two swords couldn't resist it. Will it be his turn next time?The Kunlun artifact tried not to extract the spiritual veins as much as possible, and tried to use his own strength to suppress the demonic energy. Just when he felt that he couldn't stand it, the demonic energy was suddenly forced back by a powerful force.

A blood-colored figure thrust the iron sword into the sword mound forcefully, and the sword actually forcibly suppressed the demon energy, stabilizing the formation of the Shushan faction, and the formation of the three major factions finally returned to stability.

Thousands of miles away, the Kunlun Artifact can also see the blood-colored figure of Xue Qianjie, standing on the top of the mountain, with his hands on the hilt of his sword, and whispered: "Guard this world for me."

The sword guards the world for him, what about him?With the help of the power of the purple and green double swords, the Kunlun artifact looked at the blood thousand calamity far away in Shushan.

The man seemed to smile at him, then turned and jumped into the entrance of the Demon Realm.

The Kunlun Artifact can't tell what kind of feeling it is, Xue Qianjie is not in Kunlun, he can still listen to his legends everywhere in the cultivation world, but Xue Qianjie has entered the demon world, where else can he go to find him?

In this human world, there is no one called Xue Qianjie anymore.

The artifact closed its eyes quietly, and the breeze roared in the mountain peaks, as if it was screaming.

He just wants to be an ordinary artifact, strictly abide by the duties left to him by the ancient gods, and resist the invasion of the demon world to the end.But at that moment, he wished that he could become a human being, and with these eyes, he could see clearly the world guarded by blood; with these legs, he could walk all over the world; Every story in this world.

He... wants to be human.

Since Xue Qianjie entered the Demon Realm, for a full thousand years, there has been no demonic energy impact in the Demon Realm, and the three major artifacts have also been quiet for thousands of years. The human world has had a chance to breathe, and the Kunlun Artifact has time to quietly practice the method of transformation, so that oneself Try to become a person.

Yin Changkong felt the wish of the Kunlun Artifact and was willing to help him grow up.And when he transformed into a human form, he sealed his memory because of lack of aura.

He just remembers to look better than Xue Qianjie, and also remembers his mission as a god.Even though his memory is gone, he still strictly adheres to his mission and strives to save this world.

Together with his apprentice who he liked very much at first sight.

Changkong Zhuoyu stood blankly in the center of the formation, letting the cool breeze that has not changed for thousands of years blow his face.His life-saving grace to Li Xinglun, the grace of preaching, and the grace of Xue Qianjie to enlighten him have already canceled each other out.

Time and space wheel... The word "wheel" is really wonderful.I don't know if it was he who saved Li Xinglun first, or whether it was he who was enlightened by the blood of thousands of calamities first?No matter which one comes first, their karma has been entangled together, and it has been perfectly drawn into a circle by the years, which can no longer be broken or parted.

For thousands of years, Xue Qianjie has been resisting the power of the demon world all the time in the demon world. It is precisely because of him that he has a thousand years of breathing time, can practice quietly, and finally transform into a human form.

This millennium was won by the world for a thousand kalpas of blood; this human body was also won for him by a thousand kalpas of blood.

Changkong Zhuoyu held his empty fist, watching Qingfeng slip away from his fingertips.

When you stretch out your hand and no one can hold your finger, this feeling is called loneliness; when you open your arms and no one can hold you, this feeling is called loneliness; when you are missing all the time This person who can hug you, this feeling...

It turned out to be in love with him.

Who will go first?Changkong Zhuoyu didn't know, he only knew that at this moment, the wind that had accompanied him for thousands of years on Kunlun Mountain was so bleak, and the blood-red sunset was so bleak.

Every day without you is so sad.