No matter whether he can win or not, this hatred that cannot be let go will always be a knot in his heart. Use the reader to read tens of millions of novels, completely ad-free! No matter what the result is, he will give it a try, even if
Even if he lost his own life, he would also take revenge.
"I understand, I understand everything, Senior Brother Xixuan. Then I will go with you." Yan Qingyue clenched the sword in her hand. Yan Qingyue, who had always been very timid, somehow found the courage at this time.
But Shan Xixuan shook his head and said, "Junior sister Qingyue, this is my business. I have to avenge myself."
"Senior Brother Zixuan's matter is Qingyue's matter. If you do this, you are not treating me as your junior sister." Yan Qingyue bit her lip, raised her eyes and looked at Shan Zixuan firmly.
Shan Xixuan still shook his head and said: "No, it is precisely because you are my junior sister. I am not willing to let you take this risk.
"I'm not afraid!" Yan Qingyue's sonorous and powerful voice was different from her usual quiet voice before Shan Zixuan could finish speaking.
"You're not afraid, I'm afraid." There was a bit of pain in Shan Zixuan's eyes. Yan Qingyue was willing to accompany him all the way to Yinhuang Kingdom. He was already very grateful to her. How could he be willing to let his junior sister ride with him?
Take her life.
Even if he can't protect her well, how can he drag her down?
"Senior Brother Xixuan
"Okay, junior sister, let's not talk about this anymore. Look, who is that person over there." Shan Xixuan didn't want to discuss this anymore. He turned his eyes slightly and saw the person over there.
"I don't want to look." Yan Qingyue squatted on the ground and didn't want to look. No matter who it was, she didn't want to look at it at this time.
That stunning red color only stood there for a while and then disappeared very quickly. Even though Shan Zixuan's eyes were locked on him, she followed him and actually followed him, as if his appearance was a sign of Shan Zixuan's appearance.
It’s the same as Xuan Xuan’s hallucination.
Di Wuxie half-squinted his eyes as he looked at this magnificent competition venue. The Yinhuang Kingdom was truly a country with rich material resources, a very rich country, and its spending was very generous.
No wonder it has been able to stand side by side with the Northern Empire, which swallowed up two countries, for such a long time. It is not without its abilities.
He stood on this wooden board and looked at the five huge competition arenas. The first person that jumped out of his heart was the man in black robes, holding a sword in his hand, and his whole body was cold and cold.
Although he didn't know his name, he could definitely find him among the crowd. However, he had been here for a while and still didn't see him. Even the few people who appeared at the Juke Inn last time, except for the senior brother and sister
Two, and he didn't see the others.
Di Wuxie simply sat in the corner of the wooden board. His red robe stood out particularly on the wooden board, and he carried a bit of elegance. His legs were folded together, and he closed his eyes slightly, looking relaxed and lazy.
The originally exciting martial arts competition seemed to be just a non-existent thing in his world. He sat there quietly, letting the air around him become calm.
The peerless side face makes people feel trance-like. Such a handsome man is elegant and a bit cold and arrogant. You can only look at him from a distance, for fear of disturbing him and disturbing his peaceful world.
, I feel in my heart that this is a sin.
The ferocity of the ferocious mask over there is like a devil in the darkness. His world has light on one side and darkness on the other. No matter which side it is, people will not dare to approach him easily due to his powerful aura.