Duanmuci's eyes became moist when he looked at Xie Fu, who had a greasy mouth.
Fu Xie looked at Duanmu's greasy mouth and face with sideburns sticking to his cheeks. His eyes were red, and he smiled and said: "It's okay...it's okay...I'm satisfied. This is the way it will be for the rest of my life. Leave early and leave late."
In the end, we have to return to the loess, and everything is not in vain."
Duanmuci said: "You said it's easy. It'll be as easy as you said."
Xie Fu said calmly: "You know, only one of us can survive tomorrow."
"I hate you!"
Xie Fu continued: "I hope it's you."
"I hate you!"
"I have never been a match for a vicious woman like you. I have been teased and applauded by you from the very beginning."
Duanmuci's eyes widened, full of anger, and he bit his red lips until a trace of blood came out, but his voice was full of determination and without a trace of emotion: "I hate you!"
Xie Fu smiled lightly: "I love you! The enemy I once hated so much."
Duanmu Cifeng glanced, revealing the domineering and sharpness of the world, and slapped his palm, the wooden table broke into pieces, and the dishes on the table fell to the floor with a crash.
In an instant, she turned into a figure and threw herself into Xie Fu's arms.
Xie Fu sighed, she was Ci Ci, not Duanmu Ci, and Ci Ci would fall into her arms like a bird.
At this time in the past, Xie Fu would hug her gently, but now he was motionless. He didn't want to be so entangled in eating this last meal. He wanted to be more relaxed, so that both of them could face tomorrow calmly.
Duanmu Ci raised his head and looked at Xie Fu, his beautiful face returned to the coldness and sanctity of a Taoist scholar, his phoenix eyes were mocking, and his sandalwood lips were lightly parted: "Then let me see how much you love me, you are the defeated enemy.
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Her tone was full of sarcasm, was she trying to provoke him?
"Even if you are Duanmuci and we get married, you are still my wife."
Duanmuci looked away proudly.
Both of them cooperated with each other to find a high-sounding reason to love again one last time.
Xie Fu picked her up and took a few quick steps like a charging warrior. He pressed her against the wall, pressed her hands, and stared at her coldly: "How presumptuous! I will still be your husband tonight!"
Duanmuci turned his face away.
Xie Fu grabbed her chin and asked her to turn her face to look at him. His eyes were cold and he said: "Presumptuous!"
Duanmu Ci's eyes exuded timidity. She was the only man in the world who was willing to show weakness like this. She whispered softly on her lips: "Mr.
These two words immediately aroused the suppressed love in Xie Fu's heart. No matter who she was, she was his wife at this moment.
Xie Fu kissed her.
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One night passed.
The first ray of dawn shines into the cave.
Xie Fu stood up and put on his clothes, turned his head and glanced at her, looking at her hair that was disheveled and covering her face. He probably couldn't see her long hair hanging down to her waist.
He wanted to add another kiss, but held back, feeling that it was unnecessary. One more kiss meant another, and he would never be satisfied.
Duanmu Ci seemed to be exhausted, exhausted. This was the craziest time she had ever seen, and she sacrificed herself like a sacrifice.
She gave all the love she could give. She had no strength left, but her mind suddenly became clear. She couldn't bear to fall asleep at this time.
Just like the two of them hugging each other quietly just now, obviously both awake, but silent, he must be very reluctant to let go.
Duanmuci watched him walk to the entrance of the cave with trembling legs. Finally, his legs could no longer support him. He held on to the wall of the cave entrance and slowly walked out for a long time.
Duanmu Ci smiled, but it was a sad smile, and Fu Xie's once flattering voice sounded in his ears - Ci Ci, why don't you take the initiative?
Fu, should I take the initiative this time?
On the surface, it's like a husband and wife having an quarrel, and it's okay to have a fight, but in fact it's an irresolvable conflict and hatred. Most people would have faced each other with swords and ended it instantly.
It's just that the two of them kept suppressing the atmosphere, making everything look dull.
This is probably to leave some dignity to the relationship between husband and wife.
She is Duanmu Ci, he is Xie Fu, and they are enemies.
The matter is as simple as life and death.
Things like this happen every day.
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When dusk comes, it used to be a time for the two of them to have a warm meal together.
Today we face each other as life and death enemies.
The top of the rugged green mountain is the old place where the two had their first decisive battle.
Xie Fu had already been there waiting silently.
Duanmuci came, her feet were steady as if she were walking slowly in the mountains. Her feet were wrapped in gray Taoist shoes that Fu Xie had repaired countless times. The colored stitches seemed like red dust that could not be washed away.
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Her shoulder-length black hair was tied up with a strip of cloth and rippled gently against her back, like a touch of indigo swaying gently in the breeze.
She took off her red skirt and put on a hemp-colored robe, which was just as simple and cool as the one she first wore.
This Taoist robe was made for her by Xie Fu, but it was her first time to wear it.
I don’t know when she got used to wearing a red skirt, and listening to Mr. Xie joking about her being a bride every day.
Duanmu Ci stopped, his face as beautiful as a fairy was cold and emotionless, and the cinnabar between his brows had a nobility and holiness that shocked people's hearts.
She is the Taoist Master of the Taoist Heavenly Sect, a master figure who is respected as a god by people in the martial arts, and is respected by everyone.
She is Duanmu Ci, famous in all of Kyushu.
As she stood leisurely, she saw the vast and boundless sea, which was so deep that it was unfathomable.
Xie Fu was calm and calm, with no waves on her face. She could feel the invincible pressure radiating from her body. She was Duanmu Ci.
She is the heart-stopping Duanmu Ci, who is so cold and ruthless and despises all living things.
Xie Fu's five fingers tightly covering Kun Wu were trembling slightly, and his fingers were connected to his heart, which showed that he was suppressing the fluctuations in his heart.
He didn't feel pity, it was an instinct of fear that was difficult to overcome when facing a master-level figure.
She was serious. Xie Fu was inexplicably happy and burst into laughter. His laughter seemed to absorb the heroic spirit from heaven and earth, and was magnanimous and unrestrained.
Xie Fu said loudly: "Duanmuci! I will kill you today to avenge my master Chuyue!"
Duanmu Ci looked at the majestic man who stood tall and was trained by her. She felt inexplicably comforted in her heart. She lowered her eyes and said to him calmly: "Okay!"
Xie Fu drew the sword Kunwu. Not many people had the courage to draw the sword in front of Duanmu Ci who was so impressive.
Duanmuci also took out his golden weapon to show his respect for Xie Fu, his opponent.
Xie Fu suddenly increased his speed to an extreme, and the Kunwu in his hand turned into a bolt of lightning. The tip of the sword screeched and aimed at Duanmu Ci's heart. Wherever it passed, the force of Qi forced him to fly, causing sand and rocks to fly and trees to sway. It was obvious that the power of this sword was huge and astonishing.
He is no longer the Xiefu he used to be. This sword can split mountains and split the ground.
Duanmu Ci was motionless, very quiet, as quiet as a jade statue standing in the sky and the earth. Before Xie Fu arrived, her true energy arrived first. When she reached three feet around her, she seemed to encounter a wall as tall and solid as a mountain.
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The world was already tumbling on the top of the mountain, but her whole body was as quiet as three feet away. Her clothes did not move, and even the dust on the ground lay quietly.
When Fu Xie was three feet away from her, Duanmu Ci's eyes suddenly opened and golden light suddenly appeared in front of Xie Fu, so fast that his black hair made a green shadow in the air.
The golden light collided with the tip of Kunwu's sword, like two lightning bolts crossing in the sky.
Xie Fu instantly felt as powerful as a raging river rushing towards him, extinguishing his raging flames of war and making him as small as a drop of water in the mighty river.
One move determines the outcome.
Where the two swords collided, the air surged around like huge waves. Towering trees all around were uprooted, sand and rocks flew, and an area of dozens of feet was leveled and devastated.
Xie Fu's body became one of the stones and hit the mountain wall hard, causing a crack like a landslide to appear on the mountain wall.
The man fell to the ground like any other stone, and blood spurted out from his mouth and nose.
There is no skill at all in the face of the absolute gap.
There are only a handful of masters in the world, how can a boy like him, who has practiced for several years, be able to compete with him.
Master Chuyue's voice echoed in Fu Xie's mind: If you meet this woman and run away at all costs, you will never be able to defeat her.
Master, I tried my best, I really tried my best.
The sword he stabbed into Duanmu Ci's heart just now was really done with all his strength, and he had a clear conscience. At that moment, he really regarded her as Duanmu Ci, an enemy he swore to kill.
He thought that if he was lucky enough to kill her, he would go with her.
Duanmuci turned his back as if he had killed an unknown soldier, with his hands behind his back, showing the demeanor of a master. Only the erect black hair revealed a bit of elegance and elegance.
Master Xie looked at her cold and heartless back and was inexplicably heartbroken. Has she really been playing with him all this time? Is she a cold, heartless and vicious woman as Master Chuyue said?
Yes or no.
The scenes of getting along over the years flashed in my mind, Fu Er... Fu...
The voice echoed in my heart, and every aspect of her in my memory was loving, gentle, and smiling...
He really couldn't find her cold and ruthless side, nor could he find her vicious side.
Xie Fu tried his best to get these memories out of his mind, but the memories of time kept coming like a surging tide.
Duanmuci's face was beautiful but sharp, so sharp that it almost twisted into a beautiful devil: "I will give you one more chance to kill me and use your most powerful tricks."
What she said was the mantra of Xiaotian Lei Destroying Gods. In this field of martial arts, Xie Fu could never surpass her.
Xie Fu wiped the blood from his face and stood up unsteadily until he stood firm, becoming a man who would stand upright even if he died.
The setting sun sinks into the earth, and the round moon rises into the sky, rolling like a reddish wave, indicating that the real life and death has truly arrived.
Under the moonlight, the man's body glowed with golden light, looking like the God of War.
Duanmu Ci looked at Xie Fu, whose golden light was much better than last time. His sharp face slowly softened, and a smile appeared on his lips. Come on, I admire you, my amazing husband.
Vent all your hatred, vent all your pain on me. It's all my fault, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have chosen you. I should have killed you long ago, my Fu.
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Suddenly, dark clouds surged above the night sky. The dark clouds blocked the moonlight, and thunder rumbled in the clouds, getting ready to go.
Duanmu Ci's body was like a shooting star, and the golden light in his hands turned into a ray of light.
She was faster, and thunder and lightning were faster. Several lightning bolts tore through the air, entangled together and weaved a grid to cover Duanmu Ci, making it impossible for her to escape.
Duanmuci was stabbed vertically and horizontally by the electric grid, and she screamed and moaned louder than last night.
She did not fall down, but her figure stagnated slightly.
Immediately afterwards, another silver heavenly sword penetrated her protection, pierced her body, and penetrated deep into her soul. Duanmuci screamed.
Only God can punish Taoists who are so high above others. How can mortals get even a hint of it?
Three times, four times, five times!
Duanmu Ci was getting closer and closer to Xie Fu, and her figure was getting slower and slower. She was not a martial artist, but a running woman.
the sixth time!
Duanmuci's whole body of true energy was completely exhausted, and he no longer had any protection. He was just a mortal body.
This seventh thunder is the most powerful, and Duanmu Ci will definitely die.
"Come on! Kill me!"
Duanmuci roared and rushed towards Xie Fu like a wounded and angry beast.
Xie Fu displayed the power of heaven repeatedly, his mind was about to collapse, and uncontrollable blood rolled out from the seven holes. He was unable to use the seventh thunder of the God-Destroying Mantra of Small Heavenly Thunder, but he shouted loudly:
"Suffer death, Duanmuci!"
He looked at Duanmu Ci, who was getting closer and closer to him. The determined look in his eyes that was determined to kill was no longer there. Instead, his eyes were full of tenderness, and his smiling lips murmured: "I'm going to take the first step."
With boundless joy in my heart, my ears rang with the vows they made on the night they got married:
Heaven and earth are the matchmakers, the clouds and the moon are the betrothals, we make a good marriage, and we will be together forever.
From the beginning, your name has always been in my heart, accompanying me with joy as long as I live.
The bright moon testifies that for the rest of my life, we will know each other's warmth and coldness, share our joys and sorrows, measure the heaven and earth together, and spend the sun and the moon together.
The bright moon testifies that we have you all four seasons, we share the same heart and mind, we respect each other as guests, we have a deep love, and we share life and death together.
From now on, you are my wife.
From now on, you are my husband.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Suddenly, Xie Fu felt like something was pierced through his chest, and something as cold as snow fell on his heart. He felt so cold.
Master, I'm sorry, apprentice can't avenge you...
Master, I'm sorry...
He didn't know which master he was calling.
A voice seemed to seduce him, hate me, hate me, hate me and you won't suffer.
No! No! No!
Hate you, I would rather die.
This is good, it's okay... I'm satisfied, this is the way it will be for the rest of my life, everything will be in vain if I return to the loess...
Do you hate me? Do you hate me to the core?
Another voice echoed across heaven and earth.
How cruel and ruthless I am. Isn't the woman who stabbed her husband's chest with a sword not ruthless enough? Isn't she ruthless and unjust enough?
Do you know how much I want to die in your hands to fulfill your wish?
But are you willing?
You will definitely feel distressed, you will definitely feel sad for me.
And I am so reluctant to have your child. I really want to see if he looks like you.
I can only make you hate me, hate me, a heartless and unjust woman, so that you won't suffer.
Muscle and bone pain is nothing, heartache is really heartbreaking...
She was really cruel with this sword, piercing his shoulder blade directly, just like when he pierced his own shoulder blade without any hesitation.
The blood was flowing, and her heart was bleeding too.
This time Duanmuci did not carry him home, but gently put him down, leaving him lying alone on the ground.
If she wanted Xie Fu to hate her, how could she do anything to love him?
Wouldn't it be like falling into an endless entanglement of love and hate? If you love, you will love passionately, and if you hate, you will hate completely.
She took one last look and walked away heartbroken.
She was afraid that if she stayed for a moment longer, she would not be willing to leave.
