Shark Breeding Manual

The disciples of the Zongjian Sect watched as their brothers hugged the person in their arms and gradually disappeared in front of everyone.

From then on, there was no trace until many years later, someone saw an unknown swordsman by the coast of Wusheng. The swordsman's pair of blue eyes were extremely dazzling, but his expression was dejected. Some people said that he looked like a ghost crawling out of hell. , lifeless.

It's just that the rumors are divided, some people say here and some people say they met there, so it can't be true.

This is something to say later, I will not mention it for now, but at this time the white silk hanging on the door beam was slightly shaken by the wind, and a cloud of black air broke through the golden light of the Zongjian Gate along with the mournful sorrow. The flickering door disappeared without a trace.

This almost farce-like wedding came to an end. Luo Jin and other disciples were busy comforting the angry bride, until the dead of night to appease the situation.

Luo Jin rubbed his tired shoulders and went back to the house, thinking of today's events, he was still a little disappointed. Those calm and polite people in Luo Linjun would actually do such paranoid and decisive things.

and……

He was also worried about another matter. Today, because he came earlier than planned, there were not many guests, but the bride's side also saw this matter when the disciples of Zongjianmen were removed.

At that time, because someone died, maybe because of panic, I didn't think about it carefully, but when I calmed down, I couldn't hide this matter.

As Luo Jin's personal identity, of course he wouldn't care what these people said, but based on the appearance of Zongjianmen, he couldn't let the situation develop as it should. There was a fatal accident, and the follow-up was busy. In addition, Mrs. Fang died of illness before the wedding. Master Fang was still lying on the bed after being continuously stimulated so much.

And the most important thing is, he doesn't know where his junior brother took people with him, and what's going on now?

The disciples sent out have not found any news about him so far, which is really worrying. Besides, his martial arts are only inferior to his own, and he has been in the rivers and lakes for so many years. It's intentionally hidden, but they really can't find it.

He was a little afraid that Fang Jinzhou couldn't think about it for a while and followed him. He used to feel that death was far away from him, even though he heard the news about who died around him, it was more pity and sympathy.

But now, death is actually so close to him, the person who was still talking a few days ago left the human affairs in the blink of an eye.

He thought of how much resentment a gentle and indifferent person in Luo Weicheng must have held in order to hang himself so resolutely before his lover's wedding, just to see how heartbroken, remorseful and desperate he was.

Willful?

perhaps.

But thinking of the relationship between the two over the years and their performance during this period, Luo Jin felt that he should have a sign. If he had paid more attention, wouldn't he have come to where he is now?

Even if Yun Gui said that it was not his fault, but he couldn't help but blame himself, this is the brother he grew up with, he was supposed to be unrestrained, with a wanton smile, but now, I am afraid that he will never be able to smile again in this lifetime.

Luo Jin only hoped that the long years would sharpen everything and make those pains less painful.

It is heartbreaking at every turn.

……

Today's moon looks extraordinarily indifferent, spreading thinly across the vast land, as if covered with a layer of indifferent silk.

Xie Bobo carried a palace lantern and walked into the house. As soon as the door opened, a bronze mirror swayed and fell to the ground. The aftershock of the mirror swayed slightly, making a crisp sound.

Xie Bobo showed an interested smile, squatted down and picked up the thing:

"I can't see it, I'm still a little clever, and I guessed it."

The bronze mirror reflects a few lights and a sky full of stars in the night. The person in front of the mirror blinks, and the image of the mirror changes.

From the noble and gentle descendant of the prince to the powerful lord of the world, he stood on the noble and magnificent hall step by step, his expression was still compassionate and gentle.

The back view is the high and noble steps piled up with flesh and bones, and the blood on the soft and smooth Persian blanket is even warm.

Xie Boran glanced at it indifferently, turned his fingers dexterously, and the spy shadows appeared on the mirror. After the picture calmed down, he continued to sing the praises of his long life in an orderly manner. Xie Boran was dazzled by the sight, and he couldn't see what he wanted to see. that person.

"Yuehua?"

He suddenly smiled and suddenly said:

"Oh, yes, so I didn't meet you back then."

What he said was flat, his expression became more and more crazy, the sky was full of stars behind him, and he suddenly remembered the cold moon and white frost that year.

There were traces of dew on the corners of the man's clothes, and the black hair flowed on his face, which was a little itchy. He stretched out his hand and raised his eyes to look at her. , In an instant, the moon in the sky can no longer be seen, only the woman is smiling like a flower.

Xie was bored to think about it again, but the face could no longer be seen clearly.

There are only shattered corpses, and blood mist churning in the water.

Xie Wu Bo stretched out his hand to grasp the endless void, like a ghost crawling out of hell, with a murderous air permeating the entire yard, he said sharply:

"Everything in this world owes you."

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