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An ancient road stretches far into the distance, a light horse gallops along the road, dressed in white clothes like a fairy, a silver mask covering his face, and a sword, a sharp sword, a murderous sword.

At the end of the road, he hides in the forest, turns off his horse with a silver face in white clothes, and goes alone with a sharp sword in his hand. He is as light as a swallow and shuttles through the forest. There are hidden marks in the dark along the way to guide the way forward.

When the sun was westward, there was finally a courtyard looming in the depths of the forest ahead, and the silver-masked figure was even more indifferent, rising and falling among the branches like a ghost, and it took a while to arrive at the gate of the courtyard.

The courtyard was quiet, but not deserted.

There were already two people in the courtyard, one was dressed in white clothes like snow and frost, his temperament was cold, his face was cold, and the sword in his hand pierced the throat of the person opposite.

Of the two people in the courtyard, the other one was already dead, because his throat was pierced, Gulu Gulu was bleeding and fell on the fallen leaves all over the ground, his eyes wide open and he was dying.That was supposed to be the goal of his visit this time, but someone got ahead of him.

The man in white clothes blew lightly, and a series of blood dripped from the tip of the sword. It was clearly a murder scene, but it became picturesque and beautiful because of that man.

When the man turned around, his cold temperament was like a man on a snow-capped mountain. People almost ignored his appearance, but only remembered his coldness and his sharp eyes like swords.

"Ximen Chuuxue." The silver-faced pupils in white shrank, his breathing was choked, his heartbeat accelerated in vain, his right foot slightly lifted and fell back on the spot.

"Seven Star Pavilion Master?" Ximen Chuixue saw this person's eyes brighten, his fighting spirit was high, and he tightly clenched his sword hand, and the fierce aura around him approached the silver-masked man, and his voice was firm and confident: "Follow me together!" war."

The silver-masked man stared into Ximen Chuuxue's eyes, and neither challenged nor spoke to him, but his body began to tremble slowly, which became more and more violent as time passed, and finally he dropped his sword, fell to the ground and rolled over, wearing expensive clothes. The snow-white dress was torn apart, and every inch of rags was scattered on the ground like falling snow. His pale and slightly thin chest heaved violently with his thicker breathing.

"Hit me...um...take me with a whip...quick, hit me..." The slender and white fingers crazily scratched at his skin, leaving scars that ooze blood. Lips poured.This silver-masked man is none other than Gong Jiu who has returned to the land again, the master of the Seven Star Pavilion whose dragon has seen his head and tail.

Gong Jiu knew that he would meet Ximen Chuuxue again, but he didn't expect to meet again at this moment, here, so unprepared, the sudden change made him confused.

He didn't expect that Ximen Chuuxue would be so outstanding at this time, even more refined and flawless than before, like a lonely god in the nine heavens.

He originally thought that he was the most perfect god standing at the top, the highest being who could laugh at the common people.He originally thought that there was no one in this world who could compare with himself, even those who were also gods.

But he suddenly found that he also seemed ashamed in front of this person, completely at a disadvantage.

His thoughts gradually became chaotic, and that unexpected past frantically flashed in his mind, which accelerated his collapse like a catalyst.

Gong Jiu's eyes were red and bloodshot. He frantically tore at his clothes, crazily grabbed at his naked skin, and rolled on the ground. His whole body fell into crazy desires, imagined destruction, destruction and corrosion. All rational.

Unsatisfied, unsatisfied at all, he wants more, clamoring all over his body, the desire to destroy, to destroy.

In the haze, Gong Jiu raised his head and saw Ximen Chuuxue's ashen face. He looked into the man's eyes, and his embarrassed figure, ugly and crazy figure was reflected in those eyes. enlightenment.

Ah~ah~ I finally exposed my most unbearable side, in front of this person.

Ximen Chuuxue's ice-cold face was already dark with rain.He now feels that he is in a bad mood. When he met this person, he thought that there would be a wonderful duel. He thought that he might die by the opponent's sword, but he didn't expect such a result.

At the beginning of the confrontation, he stared into the opponent's eyes, those eyes were filled with frost, like icicles on a mirror, before he had time to see clearly the secret hidden under the icicles, the icicles in those eyes disappeared suddenly, replaced by Volcanic madness and twist.

In the eyes of the world, the mysterious Lord of the Seven Stars Pavilion, that powerful enemy in his mind, that elegant and luxurious young master Pian Pianjia showed his ugliness in a blink of an eye, and his crazy and weird behavior was so unbearable, so unbearable. People are disgusting.

The voice of that person reached his ears and instantly overlapped with someone from a few years ago, reminding Ximen Chuuxue of the past that he shouldn't have.The corpse not far away made a certain scene keep coming to mind, and suddenly his stomach was tumbling, and he felt like vomiting.

He resisted the strong sense of discomfort, ignored some doubts in his heart, did not want to look at the disgusting person again, and hurried away with light work, the speed was actually a little faster than usual, and he was gone in the blink of an eye. Disappeared in the woods, and did not see a white jade tablet that fell out of the man's scattered clothes...

Ximen Fuxue!How dare you abandon me like a shoestring.Gong Jiu watched the white clothes disappear into the forest, his face under the silver face twisted for a moment, and fell into madness, he had already ignored the fact that in the eyes of Ximen Chuuxue, he was only the Lord of the Seven Star Pavilion, and he couldn't remember the fact that he was the master of the Seven Star Pavilion in Ximen Chuuxue's eyes. In his eyes, he was just a stranger, Gong Jiu only knew that he was disgusted by the person he had missed for a long time, and was mercilessly abandoned by that person.

His heart tightened in an instant, the pain was so painful that he could hardly breathe, it was the pain from the heart, so painful that he could ignore the physical pain, the pain was so painful that he almost collapsed, he just wanted to scream crazily.

A hazy mist appeared in Gong Jiu's dizzy and crazy eyes, his hands grabbed at his body more fiercely, until the flesh and blood flew, and he didn't give up until he was exhausted, lying on the ground covered with yellow leaves, gasping for breath.

"Ximen Chuuxue..." Gong Jiu picked up the jade tablet that fell aside, put it on his lips and kissed it gently, his eyes were crazy and obsessed: "You will be mine."

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