After cultivating the ruthless way, I soared

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It was spring when Xuanzhe left, there was a light rain in the wake of the sting, the buds on the trees were green, now the autumn leaves are falling, but there are no fruitful fruits, he has not come back yet.

Zhou Feng practiced swords every day as usual, but there was no laurel tree beside him, and there was a fairy with exquisite eyebrows lying on the laurel tree.

His supreme sword intent can bring a sense of coldness, very strong, there is no one at the peak, and it seems that he is lonely and lonely.

In the eyes of outsiders, Zhou Feng has lost his teacher and is alone. No matter how powerful he is alone, how can he protect his sword?

Whether he has a teacher or not is not very important to him, but he is a mortal after all, and mortals cannot be exempted from the vulgarity. From a well-known knight-errant in the Jianghu to a lonely family now, no matter how you look at it, it is not worthwhile.

But for Zhou Feng, he doesn't care about these things at all, and if he says he doesn't care, he really doesn't care, he just misses them a little.

The tip of his ears will turn red when he misses it, and he will call him softly when he is angry. "Xiao Zhou" people.

Huluo Pingyang was bullied by dogs, everyone began to focus on his seemingly powerful sword, after all, it could soon rival the immortal's wood and stone sword.

At the beginning, everyone said with reason and evidence that this knife is very powerful, it is rare to see, and it is a very good knife. The top knife taken out of the knife mound is Zhou Feng's "a certain knife".

Zhou Feng also had a good reputation before, and he was blessed by his teacher in name. Although everyone had greed in their hearts, they hid it tightly.

Now that Zhou Feng smashed the Ascension Tower of the head of the Qingying Sect, it is simply a faction's hatred. Although it is not everyone shouting and beating, but it will be added to the flames in the future... In such a difficult situation, I am afraid that he will not be able to catch him knife?

Finally, a well-known swordsmith came out of nowhere and gave the final word, saying that this certain knife of Zhou Feng was not only the best knife in the knife mound, but also "the best knife in the world". Who wouldn't be jealous?

It's not bad to follow others' opinions, but adding oil and vinegar is just making things worse. I don't know from which day, the word-of-mouth version of this word of mouth has changed.What do you say, as long as anyone can get this certain knife, they can fly up immediately!

A drop of water was blown into the oil pan, and everyone was oil that hadn't come out yet, anyway, Zhou Feng had no background and no background.

Although he was on good terms with Jianxian, everyone knew that he was a stalker, Renjianxian said something perfunctory to him and waited for half a month, but who knows, he never went back for more than half a year.

It can be seen that the Sword Immortal had pity on him before, and he also valued friendship. Isn't there such a relationship as the grace of saving lives?

Due to this life-saving grace, Zhou Feng has been satisfied with this for a year and a half, which is considered a great deal of love and righteousness. Otherwise, there are so many rumors in the world, and Xuan Zhe didn't care about it.

Zhou Feng was drinking in a tavern at the end of the desert at this moment. He was wearing a black shirt and a long robe, with a red string knife pinned to his waist.

A certain knife looks very ordinary, but it is indeed an ordinary knife, but he took care of it carefully and nurtured it with warmth. After a long time, even iron can become a magic weapon.

Xuan Zhe has not returned for a long time, he is very worried.

Since he was worried, he thought, the sky is not far away, and the cape doesn't matter, as long as he can find Xuan Zhe, everything is within his tolerance.

"Hey, you said this sword fairy is really so good-looking?" A voice with these malicious intentions came from the next table.

"Shh, of course it looks good, otherwise Zhou Feng would have refused so many girls to fall in love with a man. Don't you think so, Rufeng?" The person who was called didn't know what he was thinking, and didn't respond.

"I've seen it, I saw it once from a distance, that waist, that eyebrow, hehe." Seeing that he didn't get a response, he didn't care, and continued talking on his own.

"It's not about Zhou Feng's incident. I really don't know if men can have sex with men. Who knows whether this sword fairy is from the top or the bottom, on the bed..."

Just halfway through speaking, a sharp blade cut his throat, and bright red blood snaked down his neck.

The others moved their eyes to the black-clothed young man in the corner of the tavern in fear, with long eyebrows and phoenix eyes, narrow eyelids, and a good-looking skin, but he has a lot of hostility and is not easy to provoke.

Their friend died while talking and laughing, no one dared to touch his bad luck, and apologized tremblingly. "This big brother, my friend... friend, I apologize to you on his behalf."

Although those people were angry and angry, they had nothing to do, and when they were about to drag away the body of the poor friend who caused the disaster, Zhou Feng opened his mouth. "Are you Yan Ruyu's younger brother?"

This young man's eyebrows and eyes are straight, and his appearance is not bad, a bit like Yan Ruyu. He also met Zhou Feng face to face before. He straightened his body unnaturally, nodded and bowed again. "Hey, it's my brother Zhou."

He had been silent just now and let those people make irresponsible remarks. Now that he thinks about it, he feels a little guilty.

How could mortals know those secrets, that is, he was vain, thinking that if he could get in touch with someone like Sword Immortal Zhou Feng, his friends would look at him high.

When they usually get together to drink, they belittle Zhou Feng and Xuan Zhe nonchalantly, as if they are so noble and great.

The source of those gossip is him, and it spreads all over the world. Of course, he is afraid.

Fortunately his elder brother didn't know about this, if Yan Ruyu knew, his legs would have to be broken.

Just as he was thinking about it, he was apprehensive, but he saw Zhou Feng getting up and walking towards them calmly.

A pair of eyes is still half a smile, but how can there be any smile in the eyes?

"Since you call me brother, I have to discipline you well, are you right?"

Yan Rufeng's cold sweat trickled down his forehead drop by drop, he kept saying. "Yes Yes Yes."

Zhou Feng asked curiously again. "Your brother, didn't he teach you that misfortune comes out of your mouth?"

His pupils shrank suddenly, and before he had time to react, he was kicked to the ground and knelt.Zhou Feng stepped on the crook of his leg, pressed his shoulder with only two fingers, lifted his chin lightly, rolled his Adam's apple, and actually laughed out loud.

"In the future, if I hear about Xuan Zhe and... about Xuan Dajian Xian from your mouths, he will be punished."

Zhou Feng stepped hard, and the sound of bones brittle could be heard, but Yan Rufeng just gritted his teeth, letting his body tremble with pain, and did not dare to make a sound.

After those people ran away in a swarm, he didn't look at his own hand. It was pale and thin with distinct joints. It had just killed someone.

Before, he seldom used hands. Although he had a knife in his hand, he was easy to soften his heart and often spared people's lives.

Now that the Ascension Tower of the leader of the Qingying Sect was broken, and an unknown stranger was killed, it was not enough.

As long as, as long as he hears others say that Xuan Zhe is not good at all, he would like to cut that person into pieces.

The pupils were originally pitch black, but now they were a little more scarlet, and the normally flamboyant eyebrows added a touch of glamour.

He grinned hoarsely. "Xuan Da Sword Immortal, if I don't see you again, I'm going to go crazy."

On Tiansu Mountain, a white cloud fairy bridge is built on the peak, and there is a thirteen-story tower above the peak, and Xuanzhe lives on the top.

At the time of parting, the love is the strongest, and the strongest love breaks the ruthless way. When the love comes and goes, only the deeds that are left in the mind.

Immortals are ruthless, and they have achieved great success.

Xuan Zhe still didn't understand why his heart throbbed inexplicably, why he blushed, and why he wanted to touch and kiss.

He didn't forget the things that he had experienced together.

It's just saving my life, but it's just being together for a year, how could it be so tempting?

His root of love was blinded by Dao, and he couldn't understand it.

Asking what love is in the world, it seems poisonous but not poisonous. Was Zhou Feng bewitched at that time?

Mirror Flower and Qiuyue held the curtain hole, Xuan Zhe spread out his palms, and looked at himself in the mirror. Although his brows and eyes were delicate and cold, there was a gentle smile in his eyes. I don't know what the black-clothed boy said, and his ears were all red.

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"A young man has nothing to worry about, why worry about being alone?" Just as Zhou Feng finished drinking and wanted to get up and set off, an old man with a white beard blocked his way.The old man's hair on the temples was frosty and white, and he looked like a fairy, so he couldn't see the details for a while.

Zhou Feng remained calm, his knuckles holding the white porcelain wine glass tightened again and again.

The old man had a compassionate heart, he sighed and asked. "If one day, everything comes to an irreversible point, what will you do?"

"For example?" Zhou Feng knew that this person must have some relationship with Xuan Zhe, and his qi came from the same source, and he was an immortal.

"If everyone in the world misunderstands you and destroys you, wishing to kill you with a sword, throwing ashes and crushing bones to satisfy their desire, what should you do?"

Zhou Feng laughed it off and only asked him back. "How about Xuan Zhe?"

Xuanzhe just trusts him, loves him, protects him, blesses him, breaks through the heavens, digs out the filth hidden in it, and takes him by the hand to take him back to the desert grassland.

So Zhou Feng often thought that even if the law of heaven did not allow another sword god to pop up, he would not be able to soar. In this world, there is only such a sword fairy, and he is the only one.

As long as he believes, as long as Xuan Zhe can return to him again, stand under the laurel tree, and say something softly and tenderly. "wait me back."

Qi Lushan had a complicated look on his face, he wanted to enter the small world to save his apprentice, but he didn't expect this apprentice to hurt his heart, but he was unscathed.But when it comes to love, who can really be harmless?

I had to sigh again. "Nie Yuan." He simply stopped intervening and dissipated into a wisp of green smoke from the world.

Zhou Feng drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, it was bitter and cold.

He was already smart, so how could he not know that the white-clothed fairy had a strange origin, and he was afraid that he came here to cross the catastrophe.

Previously, he felt that there was still a barrier in this world, but now he felt that he had no more than the power of a mayfly, how dare he climb the tall branches of immortals.

But, but, that lofty immortal had obviously lowered his head and looked down at his world.

As long as, as long as Xuan Zhe doesn't take back the love he said, it doesn't matter if he wants to overcome the catastrophe or ascend, as long as he is willing to spend these hundred years with him in peace.After his death, ashes to ashes, ashes to ashes, everything is indifferent.

The lifespan of an immortal is so long, it should not be considered extravagant to only give him a hundred years, but Zhou Feng knew in his heart that he was extravagant.

The author says:

Yesterday's career exam was blah blah.