Time is the cruelest thing, always tearing apart all hope in peace, and causing people to contract a disease called madness.
For three whole days, those eyes never opened once, and they never even trembled. It was as if they were trapped in an endless stagnation. It was more suffocating and desperate than losing one's heart and falling into a nightmare.
There are clues to comfort yourself.
"Losing your soul is equivalent to death. No matter how stubborn you are, there is nothing you can do to save it. If you had known this, why would you have done it in the first place?"
The corners of his long clothes brushed against the clean and smooth ground, and his palms were close to the blue flames. The pure flames without temperature actually seemed to be alive and hovering around the fingertips. The surface of the bright sand was endlessly soft, as if the faint blue was the
The girl named Ali was teasing and getting intimate with him, just like before.
The man standing with his sword hanging across the altar had a cold look in his eyes. He was procrastinating in fighting like this, which was completely inconsistent with his character of quick battle. However, the opponent was indeed powerful. In addition to his agility, he also had strange spells to assist him. Suddenly,
The two or three strange fires that appeared occasionally interfered with his every move; and the blue flames in the altar were monitoring him all the time. Whenever he got close to Xia Qingluan, they would spit out red tongues of fire. Several times, they were covered in blood.
Several parts of the white gauze clothes had been faintly burned to ashes by the flames, making him dare not act rashly again.
"Even if we take her body back, what's the use? Do we want to keep her in the room and watch her become a little haggard and withered, or slowly rot into a pile of bones?" Mingsha touched the cold firelight tenderly, "
She can still keep her appearance here. If Ali is alive, her life will not be cut off. Why are you paranoid about staying together forever? Why not go back to Lanling to marry your beautiful wife and forget about her? This is also the end of summer.
The girl’s last wish.”
Forgot her?
If he could do it, how could he conquer the world first and then betray his heart? He was weak, but just this one scoop made his body infected with poison, corroding his bones and rotting his heart. There was no cure.
"You don't understand what's going on between us at all. It's useless to talk about it." Wei Moyan said coldly.
Those who lived and died side by side, loved and killed each other, and every touch that accumulated during the alternation of day and night, those were memories that only belonged to him and Xia Qingluan. No one would understand how they cared about each other, and how much they cared about each other.
Even if they kill each other, they don't want to be separated.
No, that's not right, he would rather kill Xia Qingluan than want her to leave, and she always responds to his only love by saying goodbye.
"You love her so much that you won't let her go even if you want to kill her? You mean to conquer the world and accompany her wherever she wants to go. You are the one who can hurt her with a sword, and you are the one who forces her only relative to death."
The black figure suddenly shook, and a drop of dark red blood dripped from his fingers.
It's like this again, those memories that should only belong to her have been repeatedly spoken out by the leader of the Vulcan Cult. Her temperament is such that she will never tell her inner thoughts to outsiders.
Mingsha knew what that suspicious look meant. She retracted her finger and pointed at her forehead, smiling bitterly: "I'm sorry, her memory affects me too much, and I can't help but want to speak for her - I just want to read her memory and give it to Ah
Li told me some stories, but I didn’t want to be affected to such an extent."
"I see, then you should know that she really wants to come back to me, right?" The cold and handsome Poyue Pavilion Master moved his eyes towards Lian Xin, indifferently and coldly.
Taking a deep breath, those words almost blurted out. Mingsha had to cheer up. Wei Moyan didn't know magic but was very good at controlling people's hearts. Especially when he was seriously affected by Xia Qingluan's thoughts, he could accidentally do it.
He lost his nature and fell into it and became obsessed.
"I don't want to get involved in the matter between the two of you, but I just said a few more words for the sake of her resemblance to Ali. If I had known you were so difficult to deal with, I should have turned around and left when I dropped the sword.
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"It's too late to regret."
"Yes, it's too late to regret it." Mingsha continued to shake his head and smile bitterly.
If Wei Moyan hadn't fought so hard for Xia Qingluan, if he hadn't refused to back down for A'li, maybe they could have sat down together, holding cups and drinking wine, frowning and complaining together, and talking about how stubborn the woman they fell in love with was.
, how difficult to hold it.
Things in the world are like this, and everyone is stupid.
With only less than three inches of the sharp blade left, Mo Heng's sword pointed straight, the nearly transparent sword body and the slender arm formed a straight line, and a chill lingered in the air.
Wei Moyan didn't intend to delay it any longer. He originally wanted to save Mingsha's life and force him to let Xia Qingluan go, but now it seemed that this was a delusion.
On the third day of the confrontation between the two, the leader of the Vulcan Sect finally saw the legendary dragon among men who could not be matched by anyone. In terms of Kung Fu cultivation, he was simply a world away from Wei Moyan.
The cold light of the broken sword was like a waterfall, and it was gorgeous and cold, intertwining a web of slaughter with no escape. It frightened the gods and ghosts before it even got close. However, the cold man with an expressionless face and wielding the sword to destroy had nothing in his eyes, as if he was just for killing.
And killing, destroying for the sake of destroying.
He is the real devil, he is not afraid of the six paths of reincarnation and divine punishment. If he is killed, he will be killed until the sky is dark and the mountains and rivers are shaken.
Even if it's just for a woman whose soul is gone.
The place he passed was like the sky shattering and the earth shattering, and flying rocks littering the place. Forced by the majestic and ferocious force of the sword, Mingsha had to retreat continuously. In the blink of an eye, he was several feet away from the altar and saw the front door of the temple.
Worried that retreating would disturb Sha Hua and Luo Hua who were guarding outside the door, Ming Sha forcibly raised a large red flame in front of him, hoping to slightly block Wei Moyan's offensive. However, the flame was extinguished as soon as it touched the sword light.
It didn't even take effect for a moment.
There was a sound of cracking silk, and blood was flying.
"Leader!" The sharp exclamation tore through the darkness, and the loud bangs in the hall were heard continuously and getting closer. The twin girls couldn't help but rushed in. As soon as their eyes adapted to the near-dark gloom, they were fascinated by the scene in front of them.
Frightened. A few steps away, the sword light was sharp and fierce, and the rising red light struck again before it fell. The leader Mingsha had already retreated to the edge, with several wounds on his body that were deeply visible to the bones. Even so, that one
The skull was still protected in his arms without any damage.
"That thing seems very important." Wei Moyan suddenly stopped his sword movement, and a cold light flashed in Wei Moyan's eyes.
Although Mingsha couldn't completely resist him with his strength, it was not impossible to reduce the damage. However, the moment the sword edge touched, Mingsha did not choose to avoid the edge to leave a way for herself. Instead, she turned around in a hurry and exposed herself to the sword.
He held his skull in his chest in anger, and used his back to bear the heaviest blow.
Kill the enemy with a fatal wound, hit his critical point, and win or lose in an instant.
Years of fighting have taught the cold and arrogant martial arts leader how to end a battle as quickly as possible. When the opponent's flaws are exposed or fatally wounded, the ending has already been written.
Obviously, Mingsha also understood that he had made an irreparable mistake. He was caught in a weak spot for a slow thought. If he wanted to protect his skull intact from Wei Moyan's watertight and near-perfect attack, it was impossible to do it in his current state.
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"Sha Hua, Luo Hua." Revealing the wrong choice he had just made to protect his subordinates, Ming Sha's eyes turned completely cold, and a strange smile appeared on his too fair face that made his heart tremble.
Seeing Wei Moyan's body moving rapidly and trying to strike first, the leader of the Vulcan Cult whispered to summon the twin girls. He gave up all defenses and raised his skull to his chest, issuing an incredible order: "Stop him before he is finished, at all costs."
"Yes!" Even though the twin sisters could not stop trembling and sweating in the face of a powerful enemy they had never encountered before and were suppressed by great courage, they still gritted their teeth and responded firmly to the order issued by the leader, which was tantamount to seeking death.
Life belongs to the leader and sister Ali. Death is not a pity.
Isn't it true that people live for the people they want to protect wholeheartedly?