original intention

When the wooden door opened in response to the sound, Nan Jin struggled to look outside the door against the light, and it was A Fu who came. Nan Jin couldn't help but look behind A Fu with some disappointment.

Ah Fu's nose was sore, is Nan Jin in front of him still the invincible Nan Jin who is so energetic and invincible?There is nothing to see from the whole body, the tattered clothes on the body can not be seen except mottled blood, and the thin hands and feet are imprisoned by heavy black iron locks, and the rough black iron is almost deformed.

Ah Fu ran over, grabbed Nan Jin's hand, and was startled when he touched it, "Ah Jin, what's wrong with your hand?!"

Nan Jin replied lightly, "It's nothing, it's just that Wei Ming broke his tendons and tendons, what about Ah Ran?"

Ah Fu frowned and said in a hurry, "I killed you, otherwise how do you think I came in to save you?"

Nan Jin's heart tightened subconsciously, "Stop making trouble, you won't do this."

An inexplicable sadness suddenly appeared in Ah Fu's eyes, and he said resentfully, "A Jin, I hate you. But... I hate myself even more."

"Forget it, stop talking, Ah Jin, come with me, the wound on your body will be cured no matter what, even if you ask for all the elixir in the world, you will be cured, haven't you found a cure for Su Qingran?" the elixir?"

Nan Jin struggled to move the hand locked by Xuan Tie, but found it was futile. Thinking about how to take good care of Aran at that time, it was barely able to move normally. Now that he is locked here, he can't get medical treatment. Thinking of Wei Ming, Nan Jin suddenly asked anxiously, "Ah Fu, do you have the inner alchemy secret made by Qingxuan Palace with you?".

A Fu quickly took it out of his sleeve, "I'm carrying it. I was knocked off the cliff by Wei Ming at that time. If it weren't for this medicine pill, maybe no one else could find me. Aunt Deng died too. This is the last thing she left behind. A bottle of life-saving medicine. What’s wrong with you, Ah Jin? Do you have other internal injuries besides hands and feet?”

Nan Jin moved his body with difficulty, and his internal organs were in pain, "At that time, I watched you being knocked off the cliff by Wei Ming, but Wei Ming's skill was not as good as mine, so I had to fight for the idea of ​​dying together He has been severely injured, hehe, he must not survive these few days, but I also lost all the internal energy of my own Jiamo Heart Sutra, leaving only half a pool of pure Yang internal energy, and it is estimated that time is running out. You give me two Take some secret inner alchemy, maybe you can still save a life."

After hearing this, Ah Fu hurriedly fed Nan Jin tremblingly, raised his hand and planned to split the black iron lock in an attempt to take Nan Jin away.

Nan Jin shook his head, "Ah Fu, I won't leave, I don't have much time left, just let me stay here. Qingxuan Palace, after all, Qingxuan Palace is the home where you and I grew up. From now on... just rely on You brace yourself."

A Fu jumped up in anger, "Fart, what are you talking about, Ah Jin? Is Qingxuan Palace still Qingxuan Palace without you? What's the point of me guarding Qingxuan Palace without you? Can you stop being so selfish, I don't mind that you like Su Qingran anymore, and I don't even mind that he ruined our home, and I even tolerated him hurting you like this, but you... in the end, you even risked your life here." Ah At this moment, Fu was wronged like a lost dog abandoned by its owner.

Nan Jin looked at A Fu quietly, with indifference and heartlessness in his eyes, all the pitiful warmth he had in his life was given to Su Qingran, and he couldn't share a little bit with others.

"Ah Fu, there is always a banquet in the world. You and I have lived together for more than ten years, and now it is time to say goodbye. You have also practiced the Jiamo Heart Sutra to a level similar to mine. The Wei Ming clan will also withdraw from the arena after this battle." , you have always had prestige in Qingxuan Palace, and you have been practicing in the teaching some time ago, you are worthy of being the master of Qingxuan Palace."

It’s okay that Ah Fu didn’t listen to this, but before he finished, his eyes were red and full of anger, “Ash, I never thought you’d plan to abandon me so long ago, what kind of martial arts you’ve learned, what kind of experience you’ve had, everything is nothing They are all paving the way for you to abandon me."

Ah Fu stood up excitedly, the sword in his hand could not stop shaking, hissing, "A Jin, I will ask you one last time, will you follow me!"

Nan Jin gently closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and when he opened them again, his eyes were clear and determined, "Ah Fu, I am already tired of the life in Qingxuan Palace, the days without Su Qingran, even if the years are as long as The Milky Way is just deserted, and the days are numbered, so let me be self-willed for a while."

Nan Jin's gaze was like a torch, and the shadow outside the door disappeared in a flash, and Nan Jin showed an almost inaudible clarity.

Ah Fu clenched the sword in his hand with difficulty with trembling hands, and said decisively, "Ashin, friendship in this world is either kind or resentment, and there has never been any compromise. Now you abandon the whole Qingxuan Palace and ignore it." , Qingxuan Palace will cut off all ties with you from now on, and I...Ah Fu will do the same!"

Xuejian Villa, martial arts conference.

Heroes from all walks of life in the Central Plains gathered in Xuejian Villa, and the square in the center of the villa was bustling with people.

The second uncle of Su Qingran, the current owner of Xuejian Villa, is quite anxious at the moment. Not long ago, he received a letter from the Wei family of the First Line Pavilion in Henan. Some people in the world claimed that this was a demon-slaying conference.

Before he had time to digest the absence of the leader of the martial arts alliance, another subordinate came to report that Su Qingran, the young owner of Xuejian Villa, was missing. Originally, he wanted to use this meeting to pass on the title of owner of the village to him, and this time he encircled and suppressed Qingxuan Palace Su Qingran became famous, and the martial arts conference was a perfect opportunity.

Seeing that the martial arts conference was about to start, this brat didn't know where he was, so he had to order everyone in Xuejian Villa to search for it in private, while he gathered his spirits and led them to meet the guests.

With the scorching sun burning his eyes, Nan Jin closed his eyes and licked his dry, wrinkled and peeling lips with the tip of his tongue. His body was placed in a large font on the pile of firewood. Nan Jin thought in a daze, "This is going to be burned."

All the heroes in the audience are like ordinary people watching the excitement in the market. These heroes, whether they are black-clothed men or sword-wielding swordsmen, cursed the eighteen generations of Nan Jin's ancestors several times, and even the small Zhenru cursed at the street. The ordinary people threw vegetable leaves and eggs towards Nanjin.

Nan Jin thought a little sadly that the scene before his death was so unbearable, and he really answered the saying that all the masters of Qingxuan Palace had a bad death.

He couldn't help closing his eyes even tighter. Before he died, the only thing he could recall in his mind was that person. When he opened his eyes after thinking about it, he saw a familiar figure in the audience as if in an illusion. When I closed my eyes and opened them to look hard, I realized that it was just a trance illusion.

While he was in disappointment, he suddenly heard voices erupting from the crowd.

"The owner of the village is here." "The owner of Su is here."

Amidst the din of people, Su Zhuangzhu slowly walked to the center of the stage under the attention of thousands of people in the world. Amidst the noise of the crowd, Su Zhuangzhu raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet for a while.

"Big Zhuang is not talented, thanks to heroes from all walks of life for coming here today, I met with the leader of the first-line guards before, and I sincerely invite everyone to participate in this martial arts conference. Participating in the meeting, the most important thing is to discuss how to deal with Dali's number one demon sect Qingxuan Palace demon leader Nan Jin. Thinking of my Snow Sword Villa, if it hadn't been for the Qingxuan Palace in the past few years...how could it be... The Sect has been occupying and suppressing the Central Plains Wulin for a long time, and it has had an impact that cannot be underestimated on the Central Plains rivers and lakes. Therefore, Bi Zhuang believes that dealing with the Demon Sect leader is not the private matter of Xuejian Villa, but is actually an important matter for all the heroes of the Wulin..."

After hearing this, all the heroes of the Jianghu expressed their agreement, shouting in their mouths that Su Zhuangzhu is wise, Xuejian Villa is really righteous in Jianghu.

Some even pointed out that the devil should be punished with capital punishment, and then hanged on the top of the city wall to show the public. Some people suggested that one person should go up and slash one knife to vent their anger. Some people said that the underside of the platform was covered with thatch, so the fire torture was more appropriate... …

After some discussions, everyone finally decided to carry out the execution of the fire. Nan Jin heard deafening cheers from everyone, but the feeling under his feet was not so pleasant. The piles of thatch had been ignited, and the scorching heat gradually spread all over his body. Nan Jin opened his eyes wide. I couldn't help but look around, and finally I could only let out a long sigh, it seemed that my death was expected by everyone.Forget it, after all, my Qingxuan Palace is the Demon Cult in the eyes of martial arts in the Central Plains. It is not uncommon to burn, kill and loot in the rivers and lakes.

All of a sudden, a man in black clothes with narrow sleeves and a black scarf was thrown from the crowd. His black hair fluttered in the wind, scorching people's eyes under the bright sun.Amidst the flames, the man in black hugged Nan Jin's body, flew into the sky, and led Nan Jin away from the scene of the fire while the heroes were watching. When everyone reacted, a burst of blood fell from the sky, choking the heroes' noses and tears alternately...

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