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Chapter 227: Flowing Snow Sword

Sister Yun and his mother are the most important people to him. The people he likes are all good people. Since his father wants to arrest them, they are bad people. Moreover, his father also wants to throw himself into prison. My sister said that she wants to hurt them.

If it's your own, you'll be beaten hard.

He is not like other people who think about everything in a mess and can't make up their mind for a long time. In his eyes, there are only good people and bad people, only those who should be beaten and those who should not be beaten. His father is a bad person and should be beaten...

, he is not afraid of annoying his father.

Seeing this, Feng Ao handed over the two swords he got from who knows where, took out one of them and gave it to Yun Dieyi, and then handed the remaining one to Jun Feimo, "This is the Liuxue Sword and Liuxue Sword."

The Yunjian was left behind by the young master earlier, and the Liuxuejian was planned to be given to the girl in the future, so I decided to take it out in advance today, so I think the young master will not be punished."

Liuxue and Liuyun were originally a pair of famous swords.

And they are all magic weapons from a hundred years ago. There are countless people in the world who want to get them. They have searched for them in every possible way without seeing their faces. Now they are traced. The eyes of the fighting guards inadvertently flashed with covetous looks, and their hearts for the head of the Ming family.

The magical power is even more amazing.

Yun Dieyi looked at the Liuxue Sword in his hand. The sword body was elegant and slender than ordinary swords. The scabbard was the color of snow. Before the sword was unsheathed, the air of clear snow hit his face, as if in

It's like being immersed in the cold.

His eyes shifted to the Liuyun in Jun Feimo's hand. The gentle sword was incompatible with Mo Feijun's aura, but it seemed particularly harmonious against Jun Feimo's immortal temperament. The sword was cyan and pure.

It's like it has been tempered thousands of times.

She raised a smile on her lips and looked at Feng Ao, "Thank you."

This thank you is to him, because she no longer needs to convey her gratitude to Mo Feijun.

Sometimes, saying thank you to some people is out of politeness, but to some people, gratitude will seem pale.

Without further pause, she pulled Jun Feimo and joined the fight.

Jun Feimo's martial arts are not bad at all. Although he cannot display all the essence of Mo Feijun's martial arts, he is more than enough to deal with these guards... But Yun Dieyi takes action this time, helping the people in black first, venting the main thing.

She was very dissatisfied with the emperor, so she just treated these guards as sandbags.

Since entering this lost country, she has never killed anyone. Perhaps the concept of equality of life in her previous life dominated her consciousness, but now if someone really died under the Liuxue Sword, she would not care about it, let alone

Take time to feel compassion and regret.

She thought that people like her might not be able to achieve righteousness in this life, because she was not kind enough and broad-minded enough. She was not compassionate enough to other people, she did not pay enough attention to the lives of others, and she could not let go just because she was sympathetic to the plight of others.

There is no way to turn a blind eye when others want your life.

In view of so many reasons, since he cannot become a Buddha immediately, he will... turn around and become a demon.

She doesn't like people like the emperor at all. She despises him from the bottom of her heart. He is heartless and unloving. Although it is understandable that he is controlled by the Gu, it is too unhuman. The Gu can make him fall in love with Wuqin and make him

Is the love between husband and wife directly swallowed up?

To be so ruthless, to be able to issue an edict to kill the queen in the main hall, there is only one possibility...the conscience is used to feed the beasts.

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