[Comprehensive] God, kill you

In the dirty and gloomy prison cell, there sat a woman with an outrageous face. Her eyes were bright and clear, as if she could captivate others with her eyes.She was wearing a white prison uniform, and her hairstyle was shabby, but it did not damage her own bearing.

Despite wearing simple clothes and living in a prison cell, Zhao Fujin is proud and noble, no one can deny this.

She was sitting cross-legged, as if she was not in a prison cell, but a high palace overlooking everyone.

Here, no one dared to bully her or punish her. Zhao Fujin's majesty was still there, and no one dared to bully her.

At this time, she looked outside the railing, there was a person kneeling on one knee, she couldn't see the face clearly, but she seemed to know who it was, and said with a smile: "Lan, don't waste your energy. You go, go and live a good life, don't need to spend every day Run around for me again."

This person is Zhao Fujin's right-hand assistant and bodyguard, a master of hidden weapons, Lan.

The latter raised her head, her face was covered by a red scarf, but her lines were charming, her body was wrapped in graceful red silk, her eyes were sunk in sadness, and she said, "My lord, I will rescue you."

Zhao Fujin shook his head, "No, let's go. I can go out without you, but I don't want to go out, because I lost this game, and the price is my life."

Lan bit her lip, her eyes flickered, transparent tears slipped from her eyelids, Lan understood what her master was thinking, as long as it was her decision, no one else could change it at all.

"Lan, let's go, don't be late, if you are discovered, there will be another commotion."

Zhao Fujin waved his hand, said with a smile, Lan hesitated for a long time, the most popular drifted away.She put down her hands, her face returned to calm, she lay down on the straw, and closed her eyes.

That's right, she lost the bet between her and Dugu Xian, and she lost completely, there was no room for turning around.

And she accepted the punishment, Zhao Fujin could easily escape from the prison, but she didn't want to, because she had to accept the price of underestimating the enemy, even though the price was her life, she readily agreed

Her life was supposed to die, and it was already pretty good to be able to live until now, besides, she was always a person who would admit defeat, since she lost, she had to admit defeat.

From a certain point of view, Zhao Fujin and Duguxian really look alike.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes, stood up calmly, and looked straight at the person outside the door. The tall and strong figure, the face that made women linger, and the two swords around her waist were Duguxian himself.

"Yo."

Dugu Xian nodded coldly and sat on the floor.

"Aren't you afraid that others will see you?"

"I have a special ability to make others invisible to me."

"Oh." Zhao Fujin nodded in understanding. "Actually, Ah Xian, you are not an ordinary time traveler, are you?"

Duguxian closed his mouth and looked into her eyes, and the latter stared at her without saying a word, then Duguxian asked: "Aren't you going to ask me why?"

Zhao Fujin stopped smiling, "I've been angry and sad, after all, it's the first time I was betrayed by someone who trusted me as much as I did. I thought about everyone, including Zhang Sen, who has been with me for the longest time, but I didn't think about you But whatever, I'm the loser."

Duguxian laughed, the two of them imagined it like this, without asking the reason at all, they said it as if they had a tacit understanding.

"Let me tell you something..."

"Ding! Beep! Su Xian, don't say anything, otherwise the mission will be considered unsuccessful! Did you hear me!"

Oh, God of the world, you are really getting more and more restless.

"I don't ask you to understand me, but you have to know that you have your reasons, and I also have them, so I won't ask your forgiveness."

"Well, I thought of that." Zhao Fujin nodded, clenched his chin. "I don't intend to forgive you either, after all, I'm going to die tomorrow."

"As for the reason, it's not a boring thing anyway."

"Well, I thought of this too, you won't be such a disgusting person."

"..."

For a while, the two fell into silence, and suddenly, Duguxian stretched out his hand, with a pure smile on his face that had never appeared before, as innocent as a child, "In short, I am happy to meet you."

Two hands clasped together, "Well, me too."

At noon the next day, on the Bianjing criminal law platform, the public knew what Zhao Fujin had 'done'. Some were disappointed, some distrusted, some supported, and some were shameless.

The most enthusiastic ones were those who knelt down to plead for Zhao Fujin, hoping that the emperor would keep him under the sword, but Song Qinzong had already made up his mind to pay attention, so the execution continued as usual.

Every time Duguxian thinks of this world, he can't help thinking of Zhao Fujin again.

Seeing her walking up to Xingtai step by step, she turned around, smiled at them, then walked firmly to the executioner and bowed her head.

Duguxian didn't miss her every step, every movement of her, he recorded this scene and reminded himself not to be soft-hearted every second.

After that, the hand rises and the knife falls.

The dust has settled.

Everything has returned to the right track of history.

His heart was also calmed down.

There was no pain, no tears, no regrets, because he did it, and he was no longer anxious. Instead, he was relieved and released. He had already made up his mind, and Zhao Fujin died, so he, Duguxian, was also relieved.

The footsteps of the Jin people did not stop, and they came to the gate of Tokyo City. In the second year of Jingkang, the city was broken, and Song Qinzong was taken into captivity just like in history. Since then, there has been no such dynasty as the Northern Song Dynasty.Instead, a new regime was established in Yingtianfu, Nanjing in the south. Zhao Gou was established as emperor and named Song Gaozong.

But these are far away from Dugu Xian.

The war has passed for a long time, and the towns in the south have gradually recovered their stability. Although there are still many refugees, at least the situation has calmed down.

Near the Chengdu Mansion, several people surrounded a young man who looked only 21 or [-] years old, and carried two unusual swords on his back.

The leader threatened the young man viciously, ordering him to hand over his sword and money so that he would not die, but the young man smiled, drew out one of the soft black swords, swiped it a few times, and several of them fell to the ground.

The young man took a look at the few people who were not far from death, branded them "trash" and left.

Needless to say, this person is Duguxian.

After Zhao Fujin's death, more than a year has passed, and Dugu Xian has returned to the state of traveling in the world. Just like in the past, the God of the World still gave him time to stay here.

I have never really considered the reason why the World God did this, but now I understand.

It's called a holiday, but it's just the fact that he betrayed the country over and over again, and it's just re-presented before his eyes. Although he has already taken it lightly, every time he is reminded, he still feels super upset.

In a year, he has traveled almost all over the northwest, and he has achieved some success in practicing the Ziwei soft sword left to him by Duguhan and Yufeng.

Compared with the hard and unintentional, the Ziwei soft sword has changed too much, and it is impossible to predict. Combined with so many years of experience, he has only learned a little bit.His kendo originally focused on impermanence in order to achieve high-speed effects, but he didn't expect that he would shake a sword that didn't move at all.

What else can he say ==

He asked the World God how long he needed to stay here, but the World God didn't say clearly, but according to his 'kindness', he would probably let him stay until he got bored.And if he continues like this, he is likely to complete a hidden task, so work harder.

The feeling of complacency disappeared 800 years ago.

Fortunately, I have a clear head, otherwise, like the heroines in those novels, I guess they would have died properly, not even a bit of miscellaneous leftovers.

Allah Buddha, as expected, a good person like himself with extremely upright (==) and single-minded (?!) should live for a long time.

Time flies, he doesn't remember how many places he has traveled, how many people he has met, but Dugu Xian only recognizes the warmth of spring, the scorching heat of summer, the coolness of autumn and the severe cold of winter.

Round after season, he traveled all over the world, from the famous Yangzhou City, to the crisis-ridden Yingtian Mansion, to the south of Shaozhou, saw the rolling sea, the towering mountains, and the world. local customs.

Along the way, he met many people.

There are white-haired and twilight experts, passionate and impulsive mountain thieves, charming femme fatales and headstrong seven-foot men.

When his eyebrows and eyes became masculine, his saber became a soft sword of crape myrtle. When he was admired by women, there were countless heroes in his hands, both good and bad.

At the age of thirty-five, his physical function reached its peak. His former tender face had long since become a mature and vicissitudes old face. In Dugu Xian's eyes, although he was heroic, it was hard to stop the passage of time.

This is the first time his body has grown old after traveling through many times, but he enjoys this and has a feeling of being alive.

Dugu Xian's life is different from other times. He cherishes every minute and every second. Unlike becoming a god of death or a demon, Duguxian is a human being, and every minute and every second of a human being is very important.

At the age of 40, he began to give up the versatile Ziwei soft sword. Duguxian didn't want to say more, but he just used Ziwei, and he killed a girl by mistake.

Originally, he didn't care about it, let alone discard the sword that Dugu's parents left him, but that girl was so special that he didn't even bother to mention it, and after that, the Ziwei soft sword was sealed deep in the package .

Abandoning Ziwei, Duguxian's training focus gradually returned to the most simple attack, no, it can also be said that he found another problem for himself.

Duguxian's Ziwei and Wuwu left an indelible mark on the entire rivers and lakes. It can even be said that at that time, in terms of sword competition, he was ranked second, and no one dared to be number one.

But how can he deal damage if his sword is no longer sharp?

Hehe, Ah Yin, you are actually M, right? M!

So, he exchanged a very hard iron, at least there is no better iron in this world, and asked a blacksmith in a small village to help make an epee.

Duguxian thought about it, if the sword is no longer sharp, then he must use strength and the simplest attack method to hit the enemy, this process is really difficult.

Based on strength alone, no one can surpass him, but this kind of violated the way of swordsman he had been following, but then he figured it out again.

Wuwu and Ziwei are both light swords, so it's natural to use them freely, but with a sword that weighs at least a hundred catties, you can still use it freely.

And for this, Juli is the first condition.

Wufeng is its name.

But then Dugu Xian discovered that the epee is much more difficult to use, and many tricks are obviously impossible to achieve, so he studied the true meaning of the epee, and finally came to the conclusion that the epee is really the natural enemy of the fast sword Ah Nima.

With a powerful blow, he can completely interrupt the high speed of others. Let me ask, if he doesn't even have speed, what is the advantage of the light sword?

When he woke up again, Duguxian found that he was already an old man with white hair, full of white hair, showing his old appearance, alone, accompanied by a long sword.

When he came out of the ocean of research, he found that there was no rival in the world.

At that moment, he felt the loneliness of a master. As a peerless master, he was so disappointed that he could not meet an opponent who could rival him and fight for his life.

It's really uncomfortable for someone as active as Duguxian not to meet an evenly matched opponent.

After being disappointed, there was nothing he could do about it. After that, he put away the heavy sword. Without the defeat of the enemy, he didn't even have the interest to lift the sword.

This is a bad thing. As a swordsman, one should love the sword all the time, but he doesn't even have an opponent for practicing. Living seems to lose its original meaning.

Well, Duguxian didn't think that way, but he faintly felt that his limit was still not reached.

Once, because he was bored, he could block the enemy's attack with just a slender branch, and he found that he had something interesting to pass the time.

In fact, to put it bluntly, the M attribute in his bones exploded again.

If he didn't have a sword in his hand, what he started with could only be a tool of a weapon, would he still be number one in the world?

After five years of testing, his internal force was able to cover many things and use it as his own, and then released sword energy, which was not an illusory gas, but a solid sword, but it was transformed from internal force.

Unchanging, returning to basics, mastering swordsmanship, he has reached the pinnacle of swordsman.

Someone once asked him, if he wanted to lose so much, why didn't he let the opponent win.

Regarding this, Duguxian only gave the other party a sarcasm smile, and let the water go, what the hell is that?

If you are fighting, you should fight with your life. Either you die or I die. Keeping one hand is nothing but a duel to the death. This runs counter to Duguxian's philosophy.

As I said before, just because he is not afraid of death does not mean that he will accept death easily.In order not to die, in order to be able to return to the present world and his family, in order to be able to gamble and enjoy fighting with his life to his heart's content, he will become the strongest one, enjoy himself but remain invincible forever.

Reaching the realm of incomparable, Duguxian heard the sound of the task being completed, no, Duguxian is no longer a virtuous at this moment, in order to seek defeat, he changed his name.

Dugu Qiubai, a coquettish and domineering one, right?

After this life, I only want one defeat, can you give it to me?

The author has something to say: the last paragraph feels like Special 13! ! !