After the abandoned white moonlight was reborn

This is childish.

Shen Chungui turned his head, took a deep breath, and stopped clinging to a promise.These cultivators know more about the impermanence of the world, the truth that no one will be happy for a hundred days, and a flower will not be red for a thousand days.In these long years, in fact, most of them are powerless and helpless.

They used to be pretty good.

Best friends are not just talking, Xie Yu appreciates Shen Chungui's character, open-minded and freehand, and behaves in a natural manner.Shen Chungui seldom makes things difficult for others, as a friend, he is always considerate and meticulous.

Xie Yu felt that Shen Chungui must have guessed what he meant.

Not answering is impossible.

So Shen Chungui would not ask any more questions.

He will laugh it off.

Lin Tian and Huang Zui met twice, he held his sword and looked at the two who were far away from the crowd: "Who is next to Xie Wushuang?"

He has never seen Shen Chungui, since he arrived at Liangjie Mountain 300 years ago, he never went back.Sword cultivator still grows fastest in battle.

"The young master of the Shen family." Huang Zui still remembered fighting him back then, and now that so many years have passed, "Shen Chungui."

Shen Chungui was no longer his opponent, his talent was too poor, even with the Shen family as his backer, he still couldn't do it, talent was indeed very important.Don't look at their simple cultivation, because they were geniuses at that time, it is no exaggeration to say that they were all one in a million existences.Among the billions of souls in Canglan, there is only one Xie Wushuang. Most of them are the top geniuses, most of them are just ordinary people, and the road to practice is long and rugged.

Even if Shen Chungui is the young master of the Shen family, he is still just ordinary people.

Huang Zui didn't mean to belittle, but made an objective evaluation.

"Young Master of the Shen Family" Lin Tian was a little surprised, "How could it be?"

Realizing he had slipped, he shut up.

Huang Yao came over: "What are you talking about, take the time to rest while you are still free."

He lazily took a piece of grass in his mouth, "Don't spit it on the battlefield then."

Huang Zui was speechless: "I'm not a kid anymore. Second Uncle, I killed a lot of people too, okay?"

Huang Yao just smiled: "Hehe."

It's cheap.

Huang Zui: "..."

Speaking of resting, almost none of the new Jianzong disciples who came to the station today slept.

Liangjie Mountain, they came to Liangjie Mountain, excited and excited, but also a little bit of fear.

Countless people are buried here.

After Huang Yao finished speaking, he didn't care about it, and went to rest on his own. Lintian glanced at the newcomer disciple with malicious intentions, and went to rest happily.

Xie Yu looked at the mountains that formed a line.

He has stayed here for a long time in his previous life, and he is quite familiar with this place. He has fought countless battles and shed blood. He also doubted whether he could return to Canglan.In this tide, dying in battle is almost everyone's fate.

The young man in snow-white robes was covered in frost and cold, and his murderous intent permeated the air.

The snow seems to be bigger.

Shen Chungui took another sip of his wine: "It's really cold." As the young master of the Shen family, no one can force him to come to Liangjie Mountain, but it's only a matter of danger.If he does not seek to forge ahead, he will be left behind forever.But as long as you are human, you will inevitably worry and be afraid. He looked sideways, "Wu Shuang..."

The young man on the side has cold eyes, but for no reason, he gives Ling Rui a sense of sharpness, calm and reliable.Some irritability was instantly calmed down. Seeing Xie Yu look over, he smiled lightly, "It's okay."

Xie Wushuang is here.

No matter whether it is past life or present life, he has no failures.

He always goes forward and carries the front, like a sea that never dries up, like a mountain that never falls.

Xie Yu couldn't figure out Shen Chungui's thoughts, this person was too deep.But he saw the gentle spring rain-like smile in Shen Chungui's eyes, and he implied admiration.

He should like himself.

This is because the relationship is not deep enough.

Xie Yu made a judgment, he stared at Shen Chungui, his dark pupils always gave people an illusion of concentration, as if this person was very important to him: "Yes."

These are a pair of cold but addictive eyes.

Shen Chungui slightly staggered, and said calmly: "It's getting late. Rest early."

The sky is the quilt, and the earth is the bed.The burning bonfire let out a "cracking" explosion, and the flames trembled suddenly, and then returned to tranquility after a few jumps.This is the rear, with the rarest peace in Liangjie Mountain.

Xie Yu didn't come too early.

Bloody, full of blood.

Flying fine snow and ice slags were ground into mud, the hard granite was dull reddish-brown, the edges were polished extremely smooth, and the howling wind seemed to be roaring with countless innocent souls, making people feel cold all over.

Too many people have died here, every inch of the cliff, every side of the mountain has died.Looking down, Xie Yu saw that Moxiu's army was like a black wave, as small as ant dust.He couldn't see the faces of those people clearly, and he didn't know their names.

Kuhai has practiced for 40 years, and one year is comparable to ten years in the outside world.

400 years... 400 years.

Xie Yu didn't know if he was crazy or not, maybe he was, but he was abnormal anyway: "Please."

He discussed with Yuan Si and borrowed Zang Feng.

The slaughter of the Chou family told Xie Yu that not everything will go as he expected, there will always be various accidents, he can't do everything perfectly, and he can't save everyone.

He can only as soon as possible.

He didn't want what happened in his previous life to happen again.

The Tianjiao are all elites, and they are all tasked with assassinating the enemy's generals.This group of people was personally sent by the elders of various sects, and they were a force that should not be underestimated.

In this raid, they were asked to achieve the greatest results with the least cost.

Xie Yu was also assigned a task, but he refused.

Moxiu didn't attack Liangjie Mountain, and there was only a rusty smell of blood here, which was brought by the wind from a distance.The black wave is full of blood, and people are sacrificed all the time.Cultivators, even the weakest ones, have their own morals to uphold.Those who can come to Liangjie Mountain must come with the belief of defending the world of cultivating immortals, sects, teachers, friends, and family members.

It may be death that greets me.

It's not that it's not afraid, it's not that it won't hurt.

But someone always stands up.

Xie Yu is very famous, a disciple of Immortal Hongxue, the No. 1 sword sect of this generation.Amazing talent and gorgeous, fairy appearance.

At this moment, he stood motionless on Liangjie Mountain, feeling as if he had been frightened stupid.

In fact, it's normal to be scared, but it shouldn't be Xie Wushuang.

It's Xie Wushuang's words... It's too disappointing.

Others are already on the move.

Qiu Liren likes to show off, and he enjoys the admiration and admiration of others.

It’s okay not to kill people, but it’s not okay not to pretend to be coercive. His voice was the loudest, and he acted boastfully: “Look at me making the first cut in the world!”

In Liangjie Mountain, no one will make a high profile.

High profile equals target, equals death, equals this person is an idiot, and it is very reasonable for an idiot to die quickly.

The gazes that looked at Qiu Liren were either ridicule or pity, especially the brothers and sisters of Xuan Qingzong, they were very speechless, this person came last night, it gave them the feeling that their brains are not working, their mouths are still broken, and they can chatter.

Also, aren't you afraid of death, if Immortal Le Sheng said that he would kill you, the salted fish would not want to come to Liangjie Mountain?If you open the sky, open the sky, what are you shouting for!Still shouting so loudly!

The light of the knife is vertical and horizontal, stretching for hundreds of miles, arriving in an instant, splitting the ground into a gorge.The dark sky suddenly lit up, as if there was only the light of the knife, and whatever it touched along the way, whether it was mountains, rocks or magic cultivators, all melted into the light of the knife like water.

The first cut in the sky.

It's just a hundred years of cultivation.

Qiu Liren held his sword in a sly manner, "Report, Xuanqing Emperor Qiu Liren successfully assassinated the target!"

There was a sudden uproar and a moment of silence.

You call this assassination?

...It's okay, you are justified.

Modoye is also in Liangjie Mountain.

He didn't go down: "Xuan Qingzong? Qiu Liren." The young man with black hair and purple eyes smiled, but he had an inexhaustible killing intent, "Very good."

Tianjiao, this is Tianjiao, each has opportunities, and the growth rate is unimaginable.

This is also the reason why Old Devil Han was so sad when he met Xie Yu, who was still weak, in Hanyuan. These people are too terrifying.In a hundred years or a thousand years, they will change the sun and the moon.

Xie Yu and the others came here for the first time, but Modoye had been in Liangjie Mountain for a long time.

He usually doesn't go into battle, because he has a noble status after all, but when Xianxiu meets him, he will run for his life without saying a word.Nonsense, they are here to fight, not to die.Ordinary monks would have no power to fight back against a genius like Modo Yeqiuli.

Tu served by Modoye's side and did not speak.

He also secretly remembered Qiu Liren.

It's nothing more than a famous name.

The fame gained in Canglan is just a reputation, and the fame in Liangjie Mountain is military exploits.

Qiu Liren intentionally shouted the first knife to open the sky. Moxiu realized that this person would be a serious problem if he didn't get rid of it. Someone had already leaned towards him. Qiu Liren was clear-eyed. Two swords!"

wow.

The knocking sound of retreating was very striking in a corner of the battlefield.

"Hahahaha." Qiu Liren just yelled, he can only slash with such a powerful knife, but this does not prevent him from being mad. Seeing Moxiu retreating, he laughed and left the scene. , "A bunch of trash."

It's cheap and owes a lot.

Old Devil Han is also there.

With a solemn expression, he snorted coldly, raised his palm and patted the retreating Moxiu into bloody mud, and said grimly: "Xu Zhan is not allowed to retreat, and those who retreat will die!"

That little baby was already exhausted, and he was strong on the outside, and tens of thousands of people were frightened.

shameful.

Xianxiu would not allow such a massacre of disciples, even the immortal would be punished by Cang Lan.But Moyu was not. The Moyu soldiers had panic on their faces, and then they rushed forward even more fearlessly.

Going forward does not necessarily mean death, but going backward will definitely lead to death.

Feng Ciyue was in the dark, and he sent a voice transmission to Laomo Han: "If you do it again, I will kill you."

Two Boundary Mountains, the Venerable can't do anything.

Once they make a move, this is not a training ground, it is a Jedi.

Old Devil Han choked, with a tinge of yin and yang: "I didn't touch your people."

Feng Ciyue knew: "Otherwise you would be dead by now."

Old Devil Han: "..."

Deceiving too much!

Liandong was looking for someone, he looked around, a little absent-minded.

... Will he come?It should come.

Grandpa Han said that all the elite disciples of Xianxiu's class were brought here.

No matter how secretive some news actions are, some people can be hidden from them, but they cannot be hidden from everyone.

Liandong didn't see Xie Yu.

But he was sure that Xie Yu was coming, and he still had a vague sense of foreboding.Just today, Liangjie Mountain may usher in great changes.

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