Gu Jian Zhi Zi Yin Ensemble

?Sometimes what you see and touch may not be real, but sometimes dreams are real.

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Tianyong City is as quiet as ever, but there is a lot more dead stillness. The air is no longer filled with the clear breath of snow-capped mountains, but with a rotten taste.Seeing more and more disciples dying of illness, Ling Yue felt unspeakable sadness and self-blame in his heart. As the eldest disciple of Tianyong City, he was so powerless, it really shouldn't be.

Ling Yue frowned and stepped into Ling Duan's room together with the head of the sect. Seeing Ling Duan sickly and skinny, he was about to say something, but was interrupted by Ling Duan's hoarse voice.

"Go! Go!" Ling Duan stared at Ling Yue like a ghost, shaking his withered hands vigorously, as if this would make Ling Yue leave faster, "I want to live, live! Live! You go!"

"Lingyue, you'd better go!" The headmaster suppressed the confusion in his heart, and said in a deep voice while looking at Lingduan instead of Lingyue.For Lingduan, the sect leader's love is second only to Fuqu, which is quite strong.

"Yes!" Ling Yue replied with downcast eyes, then turned around and walked heavily towards the back mountain, the only place Ling Yue could find now.

At this time, Ling Chuan came back, holding the Celestial Spirit Grass in his hand, a hundred-year-old spiritual grass that grows on the cliffs. It is a rare thing that can cure all diseases and detoxify all kinds of poisons.He appeared like a savior, saving most of Tianyong's disciples, and he was almost perfect among Tianyong's disciples.

However, Lingyue, who was perfect in the past, had already fallen from the altar at this time. When Lingchuan discovered that Lingyue was hiding a poisonous female insect, it turned out that all these diseases were not natural disasters but man-made poisonous poisons.

How can Ling Yue, who has ruined the lives of countless Tianyong City disciples, be the next head of Tianyong City? Naturally, Ling Duan, whose body has been destroyed by Gu poison, cannot do so, so Lingchuan has successfully become the next head of Tianyong City. The head of the sect, and Lingyue has since lived in the back mountain, isolated from the world by an independent barrier.

However, the calamity of Tianyong City did not seem to end. Baili Tusu and Ouyang Shaogong who died in their slumbers died of vendetta in just one year, and half of the disciples of Tianyong City died. All the elders of the elders flew away, and Tianyong City lost its name in the Immortal Cultivation Conference. The glory of the past is gone, and Tianyong City is in danger.But Lingchuan had no choice but to support it hard. Who made him the head?

After ten years of ups and downs, Tianyong City is gradually falling apart, and Lingchuan is no longer as vigorous as before, and is getting old.However, Lingyue has reached the level of a sword fairy at this time, and the barrier broke out, just like the handsome Fengshen back then, with awe-inspiring immortality.

Comparing the two, Lingchuan is not in pain, so Lingchuan swung his sword at Lingyue.

"It's all you! It's all you! Why can't I ever compare to you!"

"At the beginning, I was able to use most of Tianyong City, so that you could not be the head of Tianyong City,,."

"Now I can also use all of Tianyong City to kill you!" The blood was full, and he was possessed.

"Just go and stay with your junior brother who died unjustly! Hehe!"

"Tianyong is mine! Mine!"

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Ling Chuan swung his sword so fast that it seemed to break through the boundaries of time and space, returning to the time when he was in the prime of his life, determined to kill.The sharp edge of the sword pointed at Lingyue's throat mixed with smoke.

The sword's edge pierces into the flesh, the sound is clear and vivid.