The protagonists have golden fingers

Qi Lian usually doesn't dream.In his view, dreams are a manifestation of people's cowardice. They hide in their own fictional illusions in order to escape. However, when the dreams are broken, they will fall into an even crazier situation.

Qi Lian never thinks that she needs to escape from anything, and has always asked herself to do so.Therefore, when he realized that he was dreaming, his face was actually very ugly.

——Especially seeing Qi Jian's face!

Others said that he thought about it every day and dreamed at night. He was thinking about how to destroy the defensive formation in the city every day.

For a moment, he felt that maybe he wasn't dreaming, but he secretly pinched himself, and put down his hand expressionlessly: Well, it doesn't hurt, it's really a dream...

In the dream, Qi Jian's face was still a bit immature, his eyes were bright and his smile was bright, he was holding a lot of materials for sword casting in his arms, and ran towards the sword casting workshop happily.

Qi Lian froze for a moment, chased after her and shouted, but Qi Jian didn't seem to hear it, turned a corner with the material in his arms, and disappeared.

Qi Lian pondered, could it be that people here can't see her?

Thinking of this, he felt a little more relaxed.Otherwise, he really doesn't know what kind of attitude he should use to face his former senior brother and master.

He wandered all the way, and suddenly found that the Liuguang Jiange in his memory was already very blurred.

The only thing that left a deep impression on him was the Flowing Light Sword that has followed him to this day—it was a sword that his senior brother exhausted all his efforts to forge.And from then on, his senior brother was no longer fit to practice swords.

Qi Lian couldn't remember what kind of mood he was in at that time, maybe he was guilty, but he knew that even if he was really guilty, it was very limited.

Sword Master Qi Lian in his youth had the way of the sword, the Liuguang Jiange, and the whole world in his heart. A senior who lost his qualification to practice swords because he forged a sword for him only occupied a very small part of his heart.

His senior brother never complained, nor did his master say anything.He took that sword down the mountain, traveled to many places, met many people, and made many righteous moves.

His swordsmanship was so good that many people were unconvinced and wanted to compete with him.He never refuses anyone who comes, but never stops, never willing to hurt his friendship.

Others said that the disciple of Liuguang Jiange was indeed broad-minded, and after hearing this, he felt particularly at ease.

Until one day, as usual, he defeated a provocative swordsman, put his fists together with a smile on his face and said "acceptance", and the people around him praised him again and again, for his sword, for his people, and for his Liuguang Jiange.

Only the swordsman had hatred in his eyes and blood in the corner of his mouth—the blood flowed out from biting his own lip.

The swordsman glared at him viciously, and said with a sneer, "What kind of broad-minded people don't know, but you don't feel guilty when you hear it?"

Qi Lian just looked at him quietly, the curve of her lips didn't change.He didn't say anything, and the onlookers couldn't stand it any longer. You said one sentence to another, which made the swordsman blush, and refused to admit his mistake, arguing loudly: "Did I say something wrong? A hypocrite like him can I can only deceive you blind people!"

This sentence really caused public anger. The onlookers just couldn't understand him for a while, and he refused to be criticized and slandered others. He didn't expect to be scolded by himself, of course he was not happy.As a result, the scene was chaotic for a while, and Qi Lian had no choice but to solve it.

He stopped the people with itchy fists, smiled and comforted everyone, the sword in his hand was out of the sheath, and it was firmly placed on the shoulder of the swordsman, as long as the opponent moved, his head would fall to the ground immediately.

No one is not afraid of death, except desperadoes.

But a swordsman is not a desperado, he is just a swordsman, so naturally he is afraid of death, terribly afraid.

When life is not threatened, he can speak wild words;

But when he realized that he might really die, his spine softened first, his legs became weak with trembling, and he couldn't even say a word of apology.

Qi Lian lost interest when she saw it, curled her lips in boredom, and withdrew her sword, but kept a friendly smile on her face: "Go back and practice your sword hard, and strive to become an indomitable man in the future!"

The people around only thought he was encouraging each other, and immediately praised him again and again.However, only Qi Lian and the swordsman knew that he was mocking the swordsman's overreaching and self-indulgence.

Qi Lian thought to herself, if this person hadn't acted so bullying, maybe he could have hoped for something, but the reality disappointed him.

Qi Lian, who was extremely disappointed, had no intention of traveling and wanted to go back to the mountain.

At that time, a faint ruler was in power, treacherous ministers were in power, and the people were in dire straits.As a result, people from all over the country rose up one after another, and the state and county garrisons deliberately released water festivals and retreated.

In order to protect the prosperity and wealth, Emperor Yang went mad and broke the seal of suppressing evil cultivators!All of a sudden, the world turned into a purgatory, filled with bones and blood!

Qi Lian rushed all the way back to the teacher's gate, and received an order to resist the evil cultivators.He had no other thoughts in his mind, but felt that it should be taken for granted.

Liuguang Jiange's mission is to uphold the righteous way. They practice martial arts and practice swords to cultivate immortality, not to become immortals or live forever, but to protect the righteous way of the world and maintain peace in the world with the three-foot green sword in their hands!

The status of Liuguang Jiange is very high, with a wave of arms, other sects responded one after another, among them, the Xie family should be the leader.

Their family is good at puppets. The puppets carved out of wood and stone are lifelike and lifelike. After installing specially customized spirit stones, they behave like ordinary people.

Relying on the desperate resistance of the disciples of the Liuguang Jiange and the full restraint of the puppet of the Xie family, the evil cultivator who was released failed to succeed.

They lost a lot of monks, but they also managed to block each other at Chaochao Cliff in Nanling!

Qi Lian thought that this was the end.But he never thought that this is not the end, but the beginning.

He watched his senior brothers groaning in pain, although he was usually such a stubborn person, but he was tortured to the point where he couldn't even hold his sword steadily, so he could only bend his spine, bow his knees, and kneel on the ground, begging them over and over again fellow disciples, and begged them to kill him.

Qi Lian was guarded by Qi Jian, he could feel his brother's body trembling, and the opponent's sword hand was not stable, but he didn't let go of the sword, and he didn't give up on those classmates who were crying in pain.He also knelt on the ground to help those people.

But they were in so much pain that they couldn't lift their arms, and they didn't even have the strength to kill themselves.

——Obviously everyone knows that killing a cultivator without reason will be punished by heaven.

Qi Lian could only watch them cry in despair after being rejected, grabbing the ground with their heads, with dust on their foreheads and blood on the ground.

He wondered blankly, why did it become like this?

They obviously want to fight against evil cultivators in order to straighten the righteous way and protect the people of the world.

But why, instead of being rewarded, they had to suffer such hardships?

At that time, he just felt a little bit at a loss.His hand holding the sword never shakes, and his goal has always been clear. No one would think that he would shake his belief, and he himself thought so.

Until they desperately protected the people behind them, and stabbed them severely in the back!

Qi Lian looked in despair and shock at her classmates who were so painful that they almost went mad, but still held up their swords to kill the evil cultivators. They were smashed to death in the cave. Fearing fear, but still trying to calm down, irrational words: "Yes, they themselves are useless! No, it's fine if they can't kill the enemy, and they will be delayed! We...we can't even take care of ourselves, and we have to spend all our energy to take care of them. Who is busy?"

The more they talked, the more they felt that they were justified, and gradually they became more confident, "In short, it's their fault! Useless things, just die!"

These people have a good status and have always been arrogant. Even if they really made a mistake, they would not admit it, let alone kill a few immortal cultivators...

Anyway, it wasn't their own hands, it was just that the rocks in the cave fell down and accidentally killed them, which is not their fault!

But why?Qi Lian knelt on the ground, her eyes widened, the rims of her eyes were red but she couldn't shed a single tear.

Why?They are in so much pain, but they are still protecting you, why do you want to avenge your kindness?

Why do you not see their pain?Why... kill them?

He curled up in front of the cave, opened his mouth wide, and was so sad that he could hardly breathe.Those people are still chattering, looking disgusted.He heard it, and it hurt his heart.

So... why did they waste their lives for these beasts?

Qi Lian thought, they are unteachable ants, they can crush a large number of ants with their fingers, so weak and so hateful, they don't know how to be grateful for protection, but turn their heads to harm their protectors.

Since they want to die so much, why not fulfill them?

Qi Lian stood up slowly, as if he had regained his senses from his grief. Seeing this, those people showed satisfied expressions on their faces, and each of them held their toes proudly, waiting for him to continue to protect them and work hard for them.

Qi Lian smiled.He was handsome and handsome, although he practiced swords, he had a bookish air about him.

He has long eyelashes, which hang down slightly when he smiles, and there are two shallow pear dimples on his cheeks, he looks a bit childish, like a little girl.

With such a shy and childish smile, he walked up to those people.Then, under their bewildered gazes, he slowly pulled out his dick.

His hands have always been very steady. Everyone said that he was a born swordsman, and he was destined to pursue his life in the way of swords.

He thought so too.And at that time, the way of the sword he was pursuing was what Liuguang Jiange was pursuing.

But now...

With the sword in hand, the first head was thrown high and hit the ground heavily. The dead body fell to the ground with a plop.

Those people seemed to be in a dream, screaming and crawling one by one, wanting to escape.

Qi Lian's long eyelashes trembled, blood flashed in her eyes.

——At the end of the autumn of the eighth year of Qingli in the Great Zhou Dynasty, Qi Lian, a disciple of Liuguang Jiange, rebelled against Taoism and went to evil.