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Hattusha, the capital of the Xitai Empire, has a distant horizon, green grass, and red-brown towns surrounded by walls made of red clay bricks.

The altar outside the great temple in the capital city has already been surrounded by people, and today there will be a sacrifice to the gods.

The emperor of the empire sat on a high throne looking at the center of the altar, and beside him were his sons who stayed in the capital.

"Bring her up!" A woman's voice sounded, and the priestess with a white veil covering her face shouted loudly.

Following the order of the priestess, several guards pulled a struggling black-haired petite girl onto the altar.

The girl struggled desperately, but the gap in strength made her unable to escape the fate of being dragged to the altar.Her tears had already soaked the cloth strip tied around her mouth.

Her name is Yuri, and she lived in Japan in the 20th century. She never thought that such a thing would happen to her.She was dragged from her hometown to this barbaric ancient empire by the priestess, that is, the princess Nakiya of Xitai, and was used as a sacrifice under Nakiya's conspiracy.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the executioner had already raised the ax in his hand, and was about to chop off Xi Li's head.

At this moment, an icy blue light shone in the center of the altar, in front of Xi Li, and a white figure emerged from the light.

The executioner's ax was about to fall, but it was blocked by the figure in the light. People only had time to see a cold light streaking across, and the tall and strong executioner had already fallen to the ground, with blood gushing from his throat.

The light faded, and the man in white showed his figure. He was wearing a robe that no one had ever seen before in the West Terrace. His clothes were as white as snow, his hair was as long as ink, his dark eyes were filled with endless coldness, and his whole body exuded The coldness of not getting close to strangers makes people feel like seeing a peerless sword drawn out of its sheath, which is unparalleled in sharpness.

Ximen Chuuxue has always known that Gong Jiu's swordsmanship is superb, but he has never seen Gong Jiu's sword, until today he was lucky enough to see Gong Jiu's sword.

That sword had already exceeded the scope of what he could foresee. It was a peerless sword, a divine weapon that already possessed intelligence.

The sword was flying around him, and the buzzing sound seemed to be calling him. He was a little confused and didn't know what to do.Then he saw Gong Jiufei rushing over, and then his eyes were filled with whiteness.

The surrounding air was surging crazily. When everything calmed down, Ximen Chuuxue suddenly felt a murderous aura coming towards him. He looked up and saw a big man in front of him holding an ax and slashing straight at him. , He reacted immediately, raised his hand and drew his sword, stabbed out quickly, and then there was the dull sound of his body falling to the ground.

It wasn't until this moment that he had time to observe the surrounding situation.This place is no longer his Wanmei Villa, there are no blooming flowers, no intoxicating fragrance, and no figures of Lu Xiaofeng and Gong Jiu.

The crowd around the sacrificial place exclaimed, and it spread like a plague, and the entire temple was filled with noisy noises one after another.

Ximen Chuuxue looked at the panicked crowd and found that these people did not look like Middle-earth people, nor did they wear Middle-earth clothes, and their language was something he had never heard before.

At his feet, a girl with black hair and black eyes, wearing some revealing white clothes, was falling to the ground with tears streaming down her face, her mouth was tied up with cloth strips and she couldn't make a sound, her eyes were full of fear and hope of survival.

Seeing this girl who seemed to be from Middle Earth, Ximen Chuuxue thought for a while, and cut off the rope on her body with a sword.

"Help me! These people are going to kill me!" Xili, who was liberated, had tears in her eyes, tore off the cloth strip tied around her mouth, and shouted for help in Japanese. She was in danger and had already killed the man in front of her. As her only salvation.

Ximen Fuxue frowned, the girl's words seemed to be the language of the Japanese, but unfortunately he couldn't understand.

Seeing that the man in white in front of her frowned, Xi Li didn't speak, she was slightly taken aback, and then said what she had just said again in English.

Looking at everything in front of him, Ximen Chuuxue finally understood that he seemed to be taken to an unknown place by Gong Jiu's sword.But he still couldn't understand, what is Gong Jiu's purpose?

hum!At this moment, the sword in Ximen Chuuxue's hand uttered a clear cry. This sound was something he had heard before, the sound that Gong Jiu's sword had made before.

He raised the sword in his hand, and found that his sword was emitting a silver brilliance, and the blade became crystal clear like ice crystals, exuding a biting chill.

This is not his sword!Only then did Ximen Chuuxue realize that the sword in his hand should belong to Gong Jiu, but his sword was nowhere to be found.But this sword has a blood connection with him, which makes him unable to give up.

And just when Ximen Chuuxue's sword was emitting clear sounds and brilliance, the people around had stopped making noise, kneeling on the ground one by one, trembling, and someone was lying not far from Ximen Chuuxue, saying something he couldn't understand language, trying to communicate with him.

"Come out!" Ximen Chuuxue narrowed his eyes slightly, and shouted coldly, his sharp sword-like eyes shot straight at the corner of a stone building.From the very beginning, he felt a scorching gaze falling on his back, that almost scalding gaze he had only felt on Gong Jiu's body—whether that person was sick or said he liked it own time.

"It's the first time for Axue to be so warm to me. It's really happy. I knew that you have me in your heart, Axue." A chuckle was accompanied by a familiar voice and language. She was wrapped in a black robe and couldn't see her. A man with a face appeared from the corner of Ximen Chuuxue's line of sight, and walked slowly in front of him.

"Gong Jiu." He had guessed earlier in the morning, and now he heard these words, even though he couldn't see the other person, Ximen Chuuxue could already conclude that the person in front of him was undoubtedly Gong Jiu, and his brows frowned slightly: "What are you talking about?" Crazy? Where is this? Hiding your head and showing your tail, you don’t know what to do anymore.”

"Do you want to discuss these issues here?" Gong Jiu pointed to the crowd watching outside the venue, and said with a sneer, "Let's find a quiet place to catch up on the old days after I finish dealing with the matter here."

When Ximen Chuuxue saw Gong Jiu's black-robed hand, he suddenly had a strange feeling, but he couldn't explain it clearly. He could only suppress his doubts and wait to see how Gong Jiu would deal with the current situation.

Gong Jiu turned around, walked to the edge of the sacrificial altar, pointed to Xili and said in a foreign language to the emperor and princess sitting on the high place: "Congratulations, Your Majesty, the God of War feels that our country is devout, so he came to the lower realm in person. "

Under the leadership of the attendants, he lived in the luxurious room of the main hall of the temple, and after all the people were screened away, Ximen Chuuxue once again looked at Gong Jiu who was still wrapped in black robes without revealing anything.

"When did you become so shameless?" Ximen Chuuxue said with a sarcastic smile.

Gong Jiu chuckled, and then sighed a little: "In front of A Xue, I will naturally feel ashamed." As he spoke, he raised his hand and took off the brim of his hat, and a ray of gold thread as dazzling as sunlight followed the wind blown by the detached cloak. Raise gently.

"You..." Ximen Chuuxue looked at Gong Jiu, her pupils shrank slightly, but she already had some guesses.It's just that he thought that Gong Jiu might be injured and his appearance was damaged, but he never thought that the person in front of him turned out to be a different person.

The person in front of him looks completely different from Gong Jiu, with long golden hair against the snow-white skin, blue eyes with frost, and the outline of delicate face seems to be more similar to those foreign people just now.

"How do I look like now?" Gong Jiu took a step forward and came to Ximen Chuuxue, showing a beautiful smile, which is really incredible.

Ximen Chuuxue habitually reversed the scabbard when Gong Jiu approached, and hit Gong Jiu's chest with the hilt to push him away. Unexpectedly, Gong Jiu staggered and was pushed to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood...

The author has something to say: Is it swollen to suddenly want to change cp?Bingshan Zhuangzhu is too difficult to attack T^T Suddenly I feel funny is better than Wu Ming cp Ninth Brother, if Jiang Zi, Ninth Brother can still be an attacker =￣ω￣=

Does anyone support changing cp?If you insist on asking Zhuangzhu x Brother Nine, please leave a message below and choose 1.

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