After a long time, the rivers and lakes returned to calm.Countless young people who are not afraid of tigers will be warned by their seniors not to approach that Ziyun Mountain when they decide to start their own martial arts life with enthusiasm.
Because on a certain day decades ago, the Junhua Sect, which was once famous all over the world, suddenly sent a large number of apprentices down the mountain, but recalled them all a week later.Just when people in Jianghu were secretly speculating about the intention of the head of the sect, the next day, they saw the gate of the Junhua Sect open, and a head rolled down the stone steps, leaving a dazzling bright red mark.
Someone recognized that head as one of Junhua Sect's disciples, and felt a chill in his heart, only thinking that a catastrophe was imminent.There are even more troublemakers who jumped into the gate to find out, but in the end those troublemakers rolled down the stone steps together with the heads of the disciples.
The gate of the Junhua Sect, which was often talked about by people in the Jianghu, was now wide open as if it contained a bottomless killing, but no one dared to check it out.
Everyone knows that every young man who came out of the Junhua Sect has first-class aptitude - but in today's situation, what kind of unpredictable skill will the person who raises a knife and falls have?
who is it?What does he want to do?
Some people are curious, some are afraid, some are cursing, every day there are good people come to see how many disciples in the Junhua Sect have died.The blood flowed day after day, gradually staining the long stone steps in front of the door, and the smooth and jade-like stone steps have now turned a shocking dark red.
Until one day, new heads no longer rolled out from the wide open door, but a handsome young man walked out, with picturesque features and a gentle smile, dressed in a white long gown, with his black hair neatly tied up by a jade crown. With hair on his head, he walked down the stone steps step by step, not caring that the edge of his white robe was stained red with blood.
As early as the night before, all the well-known factions in Jianghu received an invitation letter from the Junhua faction, hoping to come here for a small gathering.Out of curiosity and fear, the people who were hesitating at the bottom of the stone steps all looked at this young man in a daze.
Finally, he stood in the middle of the stone steps, leaned over docilely, and smiled brightly: "I'm in Xiamoxun, I've seen you all."
Someone turned pale with shock: "You weren't... the one who fell off the cliff ten years ago by the head of the Junhua Sect—"
The young man raised the corner of his mouth slightly, with sharp knives in his eyes, and said nothing.
Then everything became apparent.
"Main task 1—Continuing the vast Junhua faction, completion rate (3/3)"
"Congratulations sir, the main task 1 is completed. 』
When the system's prompt sounded with all his heart, Yang Ze no longer had the energy to complain about what kind of Guangdafa this Guangdafa is.
His hands were tightly tied, and he was lifted up with only the fulcrum of his hands, only the toes barely touched the bottom. This method quickly drained all his physical strength.
The poison planted in his body made him lose all the ability to resist, and Mo Xun used the same method to return Yang Ze's body to the exhaustion of his internal strength. Even if he is released now, he is just a person who has no ability to fight back. Ordinary people.So when Yang Ze saw Mo Xun pull out the iron-cutting knife he carried with him, he was not surprised.
After all, in the original book, according to the development of this plot, I should have been just a human stick long ago... If it wasn't for the stallion hero suddenly being gay.But a stallion is a stallion, and Mo Xun seemed to have lost interest in Yang Ze's ass after the first blow, and instead tossed Yang Ze in different ways.
Thinking about it now, maybe what he did that day was just the way Mo Xun thought of to humiliate Yang Ze the most.
During these days when Mo Xun massacred his former fellow sect and bloodbathed the Junhua Sect, Mo Xun would take a look at Yang Ze every day, pinch Yang Ze's chin, with a smile like a spring breeze, every time he saw Yang Ze's face pale a little bit Sensitivity rises a little——
"The male protagonist's current favorability: 95. 』
I'm fucking perverted.
Yang Ze thought brokenly.
In order to prevent Yang Ze's spirit from being overwhelmed by such trauma, and also to prevent Yang Ze from feeling too painful and causing the character to be OOC, the system considerately minimized the pain for Yang Ze. any relief.
Mo Xun held the small knife tightly in his hand, the cold surface of the knife pressed against Yang Ze's cheek, and sighed fascinatedly: "Master, I really like to see your expression at this moment."
That aloofness had already been dragged down by his own hands and thrown to the ground and crushed severely, and that ice-snow-like otherworldly fireworks had also been severely trampled by him.The light of the proud son of heaven in his eyes has been completely extinguished, and the raised chin has no choice but to hang down...
That's what he wanted.
——wanted to tear off his hair crown, and most wanted to destroy his robes.
—wanted to trample him into hell.
The sharp blade clings to the skin on Yang Ze's arm, and cuts a wound that is not deep or shallow, blood is rushing out.With a soft smile, Mo Xun made another slash, and another slash——
Yang Ze was shocked.
His pain was reduced to a little by the system, but he couldn't help turning pale when he saw such a scene.
"Ten knives."
Mo Xun withdrew his hand, looked at Yang Ze's bloody right arm with satisfaction, wiped the blood from the back of the knife on Yang Ze's face, and left.
He no longer knew whether he should be thankful that at least he was treated better than the original owner. 95 favorability, how to get to 100...
If this continues, I will have a psychological shadow! ! !
The author has something to say:
In the next chapter, Wen Qingyan goes online for the last time, and the second world is coming to an end.
Because on a certain day decades ago, the Junhua Sect, which was once famous all over the world, suddenly sent a large number of apprentices down the mountain, but recalled them all a week later.Just when people in Jianghu were secretly speculating about the intention of the head of the sect, the next day, they saw the gate of the Junhua Sect open, and a head rolled down the stone steps, leaving a dazzling bright red mark.
Someone recognized that head as one of Junhua Sect's disciples, and felt a chill in his heart, only thinking that a catastrophe was imminent.There are even more troublemakers who jumped into the gate to find out, but in the end those troublemakers rolled down the stone steps together with the heads of the disciples.
The gate of the Junhua Sect, which was often talked about by people in the Jianghu, was now wide open as if it contained a bottomless killing, but no one dared to check it out.
Everyone knows that every young man who came out of the Junhua Sect has first-class aptitude - but in today's situation, what kind of unpredictable skill will the person who raises a knife and falls have?
who is it?What does he want to do?
Some people are curious, some are afraid, some are cursing, every day there are good people come to see how many disciples in the Junhua Sect have died.The blood flowed day after day, gradually staining the long stone steps in front of the door, and the smooth and jade-like stone steps have now turned a shocking dark red.
Until one day, new heads no longer rolled out from the wide open door, but a handsome young man walked out, with picturesque features and a gentle smile, dressed in a white long gown, with his black hair neatly tied up by a jade crown. With hair on his head, he walked down the stone steps step by step, not caring that the edge of his white robe was stained red with blood.
As early as the night before, all the well-known factions in Jianghu received an invitation letter from the Junhua faction, hoping to come here for a small gathering.Out of curiosity and fear, the people who were hesitating at the bottom of the stone steps all looked at this young man in a daze.
Finally, he stood in the middle of the stone steps, leaned over docilely, and smiled brightly: "I'm in Xiamoxun, I've seen you all."
Someone turned pale with shock: "You weren't... the one who fell off the cliff ten years ago by the head of the Junhua Sect—"
The young man raised the corner of his mouth slightly, with sharp knives in his eyes, and said nothing.
Then everything became apparent.
"Main task 1—Continuing the vast Junhua faction, completion rate (3/3)"
"Congratulations sir, the main task 1 is completed. 』
When the system's prompt sounded with all his heart, Yang Ze no longer had the energy to complain about what kind of Guangdafa this Guangdafa is.
His hands were tightly tied, and he was lifted up with only the fulcrum of his hands, only the toes barely touched the bottom. This method quickly drained all his physical strength.
The poison planted in his body made him lose all the ability to resist, and Mo Xun used the same method to return Yang Ze's body to the exhaustion of his internal strength. Even if he is released now, he is just a person who has no ability to fight back. Ordinary people.So when Yang Ze saw Mo Xun pull out the iron-cutting knife he carried with him, he was not surprised.
After all, in the original book, according to the development of this plot, I should have been just a human stick long ago... If it wasn't for the stallion hero suddenly being gay.But a stallion is a stallion, and Mo Xun seemed to have lost interest in Yang Ze's ass after the first blow, and instead tossed Yang Ze in different ways.
Thinking about it now, maybe what he did that day was just the way Mo Xun thought of to humiliate Yang Ze the most.
During these days when Mo Xun massacred his former fellow sect and bloodbathed the Junhua Sect, Mo Xun would take a look at Yang Ze every day, pinch Yang Ze's chin, with a smile like a spring breeze, every time he saw Yang Ze's face pale a little bit Sensitivity rises a little——
"The male protagonist's current favorability: 95. 』
I'm fucking perverted.
Yang Ze thought brokenly.
In order to prevent Yang Ze's spirit from being overwhelmed by such trauma, and also to prevent Yang Ze from feeling too painful and causing the character to be OOC, the system considerately minimized the pain for Yang Ze. any relief.
Mo Xun held the small knife tightly in his hand, the cold surface of the knife pressed against Yang Ze's cheek, and sighed fascinatedly: "Master, I really like to see your expression at this moment."
That aloofness had already been dragged down by his own hands and thrown to the ground and crushed severely, and that ice-snow-like otherworldly fireworks had also been severely trampled by him.The light of the proud son of heaven in his eyes has been completely extinguished, and the raised chin has no choice but to hang down...
That's what he wanted.
——wanted to tear off his hair crown, and most wanted to destroy his robes.
—wanted to trample him into hell.
The sharp blade clings to the skin on Yang Ze's arm, and cuts a wound that is not deep or shallow, blood is rushing out.With a soft smile, Mo Xun made another slash, and another slash——
Yang Ze was shocked.
His pain was reduced to a little by the system, but he couldn't help turning pale when he saw such a scene.
"Ten knives."
Mo Xun withdrew his hand, looked at Yang Ze's bloody right arm with satisfaction, wiped the blood from the back of the knife on Yang Ze's face, and left.
He no longer knew whether he should be thankful that at least he was treated better than the original owner. 95 favorability, how to get to 100...
If this continues, I will have a psychological shadow! ! !
The author has something to say:
In the next chapter, Wen Qingyan goes online for the last time, and the second world is coming to an end.
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