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Ah Hao's house is surrounded by low courtyard walls. On the top of the wall is a small flag of Ningshuang City that he made himself. The snowflakes fell on the flag and did not sink into the soil. A huge tool bag was thrown beside the muddy rug, the door was ajar, and Qingpan stood behind the crack of the door, his long eyelashes flickering, but his eyes poked out like knives, and he held a tool hammer in his hand, The jaw is slightly retracted, the arm muscles are tense, and it seems that it is ready to fight at any time.

At that time, my senior sister was conscious, she just didn't have much strength, but if she needed to stand up and fight, she could jump up and down.A lot of psionic energy was lost, but it was constantly replenished, the wound continued to worsen, and the psionic energy was constantly repaired. The various reactions of the body made her want to vomit, but in the end she didn't. If she vomited, the balance that was rarely maintained would collapse.

My senior sister heard all the commotion outside, so she naturally knew her whereabouts and was easily betrayed.

But this doesn't mean anything, Demon Cultivator 27 doesn't need to ask anyone if he wants to find her, the distance is so close, even if they don't tell her, Demon Cultivator 27 will come.

The senior sister didn't have much strength to fight back, she only had a little strength left for her last counterattack - and Tiantian was fine, and Demon Cultivator 27 hadn't eaten her yet, so it was unknown whether this strength could be used.

"Does it hurt? What did he say to you?" The senior sister asked Tian Tian, ​​Tian Tian said it didn't hurt, and Demon Cultivator 27 didn't say anything.

"Hate your father?"

"do not know."

The senior sister didn't speak any more, and Ah Hao's muffled snort came from outside.

Followed by strong bad words: "Damn, your brother Ahao is really strong, don't worry, Humxiu Mozhe 27 can't even compare to your brother Ahao's toenails—— puff--"

He was knocked off the wall again, he stood at the door, his father's knife fell down, and his chest was trampled by the unicorn.

"Lost and return..." Demon Cultivator 27 sighed, his gentle voice fell, and the unicorn slowly backed away, as if with strong compassion.

Ah Hao staggered to his feet: "You are the one who knows how to turn back when you are lost... No, you will not turn back at all. All your actions are based on prejudices, and everything you do proves your prejudices. Your starting point is wrong! You I can't find your answer at all!"

It seems that they used to sit and talk, so even if Ah Hao said it awkwardly, Demon Cultivator 27 still understood what Ah Hao meant. Under the mask, there was a gentle smile, which contrasted sharply with his ferocious bone-cutting knife and almost weird golden boots.

"You keep the commandment," Demon Cultivator 27's patience with his son was reflected in the last gentle sentence, "Look at them again."

Outside Ah Hao's door, there were many residents of Ningshuang City standing outside the battle circle. They didn't dare to get close to them, and they didn't pull them away. Just like the senior sister who saw them for the first time, they were silent and expressionless, as if they had been standing for many years, and the wind was blowing. After sun shadow.

Many years ago, their ancestors sneaked into the dark river to find the Yaozu, and betrayed 240 men, women and children of the Ningshuang sect, and one survived.

Now, facing the one who survived, they betrayed the other.

Ah Hao silently made a formula, and the phantom of the golden horned angry rhino flashed and stood behind him, but was torn to pieces in an instant.The wind that came from nowhere roared, and stepped towards Ah Hao like a lion's roar.

The psychic powers of demon cultivators are all bloody, and their destructive power is unparalleled in the same level.

Torn, broken, damaged - Ah Hao realized that his father was angry, why angry?What was his father angry for so many years?Is there anything that can calm his anger?Didn't he win?People can't stand the fright and the temptation. Apart from Ningshuang City, can people in other cities stand the temptation?

Ah Hao has tried his best.

He is just a monk in the Qi refining period... The inheritance from Ningshuang Sect hardly exists for him. His father cultivates demons, and he can only travel in all directions, so he can learn too little, and...he is not for his own strength Ascension and comprehension, all the energy is spent in Ningshuang City.

He was smashed into the wall, the stone was pressed on his body, embedded in his belly, his whole body seemed to be integrated with the stone, he could hardly move, only his fingertips seemed to touch some fine powder, and he was wet by something , soft and moist.The eyes seemed to be wetted by something, and they were suppressed. It was too much effort to open them, and they were heavy, and there was an orange red with too much black in front of them.

My senior sister was lying by the window. She actually knew that Ah Hao and the demon cultivator 27 outside had lost even three rounds and had no strength to fight back. My senior sister also knew clearly that the tool hammer Qingpan was carrying was useless. Even that child may be slapped to the ground by the demon cultivator 27.

In such a big city, what the demon cultivator 27 is worried about is that they tend to betray their friends——

So, what about a child like Qingpan?The senior sister felt that she was not considered a loser, and there was only one person who betrayed her, and the rest of the voices remained silent, silent, as usual, like a surging undercurrent.

At that time, my senior sister looked out of the window, dragged her body, and looked at Demon Cultivator 27. within the circle.

Across a window, the two looked at each other, Qingpan squeezed the hammer with all his strength, and moved from the door to the window, trying to stop the demon cultivator 27 from stepping towards the senior sister.

So Demon Cultivator 27 really stopped, his eyes crossed Qingpan, as if communicating directly with his senior sister, and discussed again——

The unicorn stamped its four hooves anxiously, 27 mounted the unicorn, raised the bone-chopping knife high, and the unicorn stomped heavily on its front hooves——

Roofs were ripped off and houses were torn apart like cardboard boxes.

The unicorn stepped on its front hooves again, Tiantian was pulled into her arms by the arm of the senior sister, Qingpan lay on the ground, resisting the strong wind with difficulty, but he didn't know why he and Tiantian were not crushed by the broken pieces of the house , because the senior sister shot, a thin layer of spiritual energy shield was smashed before them, the house was torn apart again, and the windows and doors no longer existed.

The unicorn took a step forward and raised its front hoof, this time pointing directly at the senior sister.

If the sword spirit and the divine sword are in hand at this moment, the senior sister still has the strength to fight, but without the sword, with such a disparity in power, everything the senior sister does is futile, so she just props up the shield.

There was a distorted sound from the boy's throat, as if the trachea had been twisted into twists. He was lying on the ground, and the tool hammer was broken, but he weakly grasped the handle of the hammer and raised it vigorously: "Levitation!"

He wanted to remove the unicorn's front hooves and knock Demon Cultivator 27 to the ground.

Because I can't use it, I have to shout loudly, as if I can use it with power - but it is still in vain.

Qing Pan didn't know if he was smart or not. He knew that his senior sister was staring at his back. According to the vulgar routines in every movie, he should not be able to levitate at all. At this critical moment of life and death, he strived to unleash his potential. Use your own strong desire to drive your own genius, and then cast Levitation to save a big man.

But these are all in vain.

"Floating--"

"Levitation—"

"Fly—" he shouted in vain, trying to cast the first spell that his senior sister taught him.

However, the unicorn's front hooves still stepped down.

"Get up for me—"

The front hoof slammed down, his spiritual energy was like a knife, Qingpan fainted, the boy gritted his teeth with tears on his unwilling expression, and tightly clutched the half of the hammer handle in his hand.

My senior sister stared at him, propped her face, she was clutching the crystal stone in her hand, but she had to make a chic and comfortable gesture, Tiantian was behind her, neither crying nor laughing, pulling her senior sister dazedly and fearfully to be covered with blood Soaked sleeves.

"Successful..." Senior Sister thought.

The so-called levitation technique only made the unicorn's hooves fall less than half a second later.

But it worked.Among the six, Qingpan, who has the worst spiritual root, was the first to learn magic.

Demon cultivator 27 looked at the senior sister, and the senior sister also looked back: "Maybe, this is my win?"

My senior sister has always respected the Dao of Demon Cultivator 27. Even if she disagrees, she still thinks it makes sense from the perspective of 27. Therefore, at the end of the battle of Dao Xin, fighting seems meaningless, and fighting is the way of Dao. fight -

Not far from here, the senior sister actually sensed the existence of the sword spirit - the psychic brand was only removed, and the new brand was not there yet.

"I think... here... it's not hopeless as you said... sublime, fearless... and the kind of great things you want, even if there is only one... it proves that you..."

"Stop joking! These idiots have betrayed you!"

The frenzied psionic monsters around surged into the body of the demon cultivator like sea waves. The mutually repelling energies attacked each other and were sucked into the body in one go. Red blood, the body swelled to twice its original size... The mask was cracked and hung scatteredly on the face, as if his own face was cracked.

The reason why demon cultivators are demon cultivators lies in the way they absorb psychic energy, forcibly absorbing it into other people's bodies, and rapidly increasing their strength-the death rate is high enough, but before they die, they will definitely die with countless people.

Before his swelled and roared anger subsided, the senior sister understood: "You are just hating. Although what you said makes sense, you just hate that they betrayed you. It has nothing to do with their character. Even if these people are saints, You will also find ways to create a closed environment and test humanity indefinitely."

"They sold you out!"

"In that case... my Dao Heart has won..."

"Senior...please help me one last time...I want...to cut everything in front of me...because I was right in this matter...he should have stopped when he knew there was such a special case, but he just revenge."

The sword intent was invisible, and the sword spirit responded to her.

The senior sister draws the sword, the real sword of the senior sister.

My senior sister doesn't think she is very kind, but she thinks she is right.

Look 27, don't you say that there are no good-hearted people here?Is there no sublime here?Didn't you say there was none?If there is one, isn't it your fault?

What is your anger and disappointment?Are you disappointed only to hate their ancestors, throw them into the same desperate situation as their ancestors, and force them to make mistakes again so that you can kill people to justify your name!Don't you just hate it!Those people who betrayed you are all dead. The people watching in front of you were once children when you took revenge!

"If I don't come... a child like Qingpan will also be turned into that kind of indifferent person who dare not speak by you!"

Tiantian was pushed out of the battle circle by a soft psychic energy. In the center of the battle circle, the invisible sword intent emanated dark red bloodshot mysteriously.

The sword spirit once cut through the hurricane, pierced the haze, drank blood, and rejoiced in revenge.

Cooperating with the senior sister... the last sword!

"Are you kidding! Because their nature is like this!" The huge body of Demon Cultivator 27, who carried the psionic energy like a storm, collided with the senior sister. In the huge open space, the endless blood mist intertwined with the sharp golden light—for a short moment, the two retreated to their respective positions, seemingly motionless.

The sword intent dissipated, and my senior sister fell down.

Her injury was too severe.

Now, Demon Cultivator 27 is like a giant monster killing god, his whole body is blue and purple, and he inserted one hand into the unicorn's body. The wound that rolled back gradually healed, while the unicorn neighed in pain, its body gradually shriveled, and finally turned into an empty shell.

"Even you cultivators don't care about the nobility of human nature!" His anger almost reached its peak, he shook his shoulders, and the ground under his feet trembled, but suddenly something touched his feet, and that thing grabbed his feet .

"Of course I really care... To be honest, who doesn't care about this thing... But the matter of sublime is not something that can be sublime just by talking about it..." Ahao clasped his limbs on 27's swollen right foot, dragging He couldn't take a step forward.

"Let go—" the demon cultivator threw Ahao away with all his strength, Ahao was kicked out like a ball of bedroll, rolled around several times, seemed to have broken a few more bones, and vomited a few mouthfuls of blood with a groan.

Finally, a person appeared from the crowd of onlookers. He hunched his body tremblingly, moved his footsteps, then backed up again, and finally stood firm, with his back straight and an ice pick in his hand.

He didn't dare to get too close to the demon cultivator, so he had to take a few steps closer and bowed to the demon cultivator: "My lord, my lord—to redeem according to my age, it happened to be my turn, we are guilty, we deserve it, we are not wronged ...You, eat me. But this person, she is also kind...she didn't do anything wrong..."

The smile on the old beggar's face was a bit forced, he was afraid of death, he was so scared to death, but... after thinking about it, it was inevitable anyway, he was going to die anyway, that female monk is not from Ningshuang City, so why not dying here...

"Then eat you." The demon cultivator said, he was still huge, his spiritual energy was still surging, and his wounds were healed, but his tone calmed down.

"Don't—you'd better eat me, I'll give you... the bullshit Dao Xin Sacrificial Flag, to prove your determination!" Ah Hao still came over and hugged him.

Qingpan's aunt rushed into the battle circle and took away the sleepy Qingpan. She didn't dare to say anything, and quietly retreated into the crowd. However, there was no wound on Qingpan's body, only the right hand holding the hammer handle was cracked, floating I don't know what went wrong with the empty technique.

People say that Ah Hao is a good man.

He fixes the plumbing.

He cuts branches.

He saves cats and dogs.

He hosts events.

He made little flags.

He helped others, he didn't do anything bad, and he... wasn't a criminal.

The senior sister's students walked out of the crowd slowly. Because they were not good at learning and they were timid enough, they didn't dare to fight, but just carefully protected the senior sister.

Qingpan's aunt didn't dare to stand up, and shouted to the children not to go there, and gave Qingpan to others. She forced a smile, but didn't know what to say, so she pinched her right hand with her left hand and pinched her left hand with her right hand.

"Are you noble now? What about back then! Our whole sect—" the demon cultivator roared angrily, and was about to kill everyone who stood in his way.

However, the howling was abruptly cut off, and a powerful force enveloped him. Even though he absorbed the spiritual energy and swallowed the unicorn, and now his cultivation has increased dramatically, he still instinctively fears in front of this force.

"Why haven't you seen it clearly, you lost? Why are you justifying yourself?" someone said.

Xi Yi sat with her feet crossed on the nearest roof, changed her clothes, and showed her smooth and slender legs in the cold Ningshuang City. She wore a suspender that looked like nothing, and her soft and white body fell on the black stone. On the night, the red hair dyed from nowhere was flamboyant.

Dangling on her feet, the demon cultivator looked at her, so she kicked off her shoes, walked on the ground barefoot, and twisted her waist to the side of the senior sister.

Not good - this is... for her?

However, my senior sister is not a devil, her sword intent is directed towards Xi Yi, however, this is her own, not the sword spirit's.

In the depths of the pupil, the path that hurt the eyeball... the sword intent left by the mysterious technique was shattered!

This left eye...has...haven't seen clearly for a long time...the fog is gradually dissipating...the light...

The senior sister closed her eyes.

At that time, Xi Yi recalled the shadows of many orthodox monks in the world on my senior sister, but the face of my senior sister became very clear, drowning out all the orthodox monks who entangled with her indulgently.

After the Dao Heart Controversy, my senior sister hid the last part of her psychic power...to complete the previous promise.

Right is right, wrong is wrong, in that shopping mall, it was my senior sister who drew the sword first, the biggest difference between senior sister and 27 is that... senior sister does not pretend to be wrong.

The senior sister made up for it.

"Why are you so stupid... afraid that you will die now and have no chance to fulfill your promise for me to see? Stop making trouble... keep the commandments."

Xi Yi held her senior sister's hand, and suddenly felt warm in her heart.It's not that I want to abduct my senior sister to bed and pin my tail there so that I can't resist, or I'm not sticking to my senior sister's body to act like a spoiled child and watching my senior sister hate me and feel helpless.

This kind of warmth seems to be sleeping peacefully curled up in its own tail, and everywhere it goes is a dazzling red.

She really wanted to turn it into the real thing and take my senior sister back to the nest, so that people like Ningshuang City would eat shit.

She turned her face back, waved her hand down, and the demon cultivator was thrown out of the ring.But she didn't kill.

To suppress this demon cultivator, psionic energy alone is not enough, so she still uses demon energy. At this time, the demon energy is rolling, and the demon cultivator's eyes are wide open.

"Can't you understand? She won, so don't make excuses for yourself, think about it carefully. If you think about it, I'll kill you." Psionic energy and demon energy stop together, the power of the demon fox at the peak level of Nascent Soul It is so huge that even ten demon cultivators can't compete with it, and they don't even have the desire to resist.

He had no choice but to step forward with difficulty. After the anger was forcibly suppressed, a strong sense of discomfort came from his body, and he suddenly realized that there was an indestructible sword intent in his body.

It turns out...that blow just now was won by keeping the precepts...

invisible sword...

My senior sister showed him what is the number one swordsman of the young generation in the cultivation world.

He froze, fell to the ground, and never got up again.

The crowd was silent for a moment, then suddenly broke out in low, irregular sobs and weeping.

The huge barrier around the periphery of Ningshuang City that hindered the entry and exit of mortals has failed. Xi Yi raised her eyes and wanted her senior sister to open her eyes to witness this historic moment.

At this time, she really wanted to turn into a beast shape for her senior sister to sleep on her body, and use her tempered spiritual energy to mend her senior sister's wounds. When she woke up, she could see outside the long-closed Ningshuang City, pushing aside the frenzied chaos Psionic energy also has a dazzling and gorgeous dusk.

The most dazzling, deepest and warmest red in the world is dusk, and she is immersed in it alone.

In 430, Xiyi wanted to enjoy the sunset with someone for the first time.

She doesn't know it's love yet.