"Yu Ling is my friend from birth to death, from death to life." Tian Wan's voice contains emotions that even he can't understand. He needs friends. He desires from the bottom of his heart. He has lost Yi Po and doesn't want to see him again.
I have lost the Yuling Cat, even though it is not a human, but an animal. Such a powerful grandmaster wants a kitten to protect him. Because when he was a boy, he was gentler and more fragile. He was kind to everyone and didn't want to go.
He didn't know how to hurt her, but what he got in exchange was the thing he least wanted to see. His heart was slowly being swallowed by ghosts, and he became less and less like himself, but there was no one around him.
.Even if he is in pain, he cannot talk to others because he has been hurt so deeply that he no longer dares to believe in the so-called "emotions" in human words. He just does what he wants, and he wants to burn away the filth with fire.
My soul, because that lonely heart has been crying.
"Actually, animals are far more loyal than people. At least they don't have any harmful or rebellious intentions." Satan said quietly.
Tian Wan smiled, and the civet cat stretched out its tongue and licked Tian Wan's fingers, looking very cute.
"I have lost a lot, gained a lot, been brilliant and honored, so I have no other regrets in this life."
Satan is with him, listening to every word. Now he is not his enemy, just an animal. Because Tianwan never talks about his past to humans, he likes to talk to animals.
"I know."
Tian Wan's face was covered with a layer of unspeakable sadness: "I have also regretted it. I believe many people. I feel that as long as you are sincere to others, others will also be sincere to you. But not, not at all."
, Yi Po teamed up with outsiders to kill me. I don’t blame him. He was still ignorant at that time. The second time he poisoned my tea leaves. Before I died, he left me and thought I would kill him. In fact, I just
I want to tell him that I will not kill him because I regard him as my son. I am the first person in the Miyamoto family, but it is difficult for me to have human emotions. My identity does not allow and cannot. Yi Po is the first and the last person.
one person."
Satan poured the tea, slowly this time, his hand steady.
"People in Shenpin Pavilion are always full of narcissistic sentimentality."
"And you?"
Satan looked at Tian Wan, and then Xuan Ao smiled: "I'm not, I'm just a pretty happy person."
Tian Wan showed a hint of envy.
"I want to ask you something."
"I'll answer it as soon as I know it."
Tian Wan said word by word: "Is the soul boy resurrected?"
Satan smiled, feeling slightly proud in his heart: "Guess."
"It seems that there are some things that you are not comfortable revealing." Tian Wan said, "But I don't want to force you."
Satan generously acknowledged Tian Wan's words and said: "The dead are resurrected? In addition to the mysterious witchcraft of the ancient Egyptian pharaohs in the world, you seem to have similar witchcraft."
Tian Wan said: "Maybe." Seeing Satan's slightly startled expression, he said, "It seems that the soul boy will not get back together in the short term."
Satan said: "Can you elaborate on it?"
Tian Wan smiled slightly: he put his hand on the table and turned out his palm. The palm prints on his palm were extremely clear, like a mirror, and said: "Everyone in the world knows that I am a very powerful fortune teller. I use the morning stars of heaven and earth as my fortune tellers."
, In fact, I am most proud of people's palm prints, which can give a glimpse of people's destiny. I have seen your palm prints, although they are not complete, I can guess a thing or two."
Satan quietly looked at Tian Wan with a mysterious smile on his face, and just smiled, as if with a slight disdain, or a slight indifference, or maybe he was overwhelmed by the depths of climbing a tall building alone, not that
How high his cultivation level is depends on his life experience, and few people in the world know about his life experience.
Satan retracted his right palm, picked up the tea cup, and said: "The third cup. If we have to drink next time, we should drink three hundred cups."
Tian Wan stood up elegantly, his posture was very elegant, he bowed and said: "Okay, we will drink three hundred cups from him when we have the opportunity in the future."
He drank his third glass.
The low-legged table suddenly disappeared, and the sky was filled with dancing flowers.
A chilling atmosphere began to surge over Satan. Satan's body took two slight steps back. Tian Wan was arranging the interface. He could not stop it. As a mysterious master with divine character, he had unique abilities.
Tian Wan's left and right hands were like orchid fingers pointing in the air.
This is an interface I arranged." Tian Wan said in a very calm tone, "Don't worry, no outsiders will disturb our martial arts competition. I heard that your martial arts is unique. I want to learn it first, and then move on to swordsmanship and Taoism.
Technique, what do you think?"
Satan boldly stepped into the interface arranged by Tianwan, not caring at all about the conspiracy he was playing inside.
"As you wish." Satan stared at Tianwan, his voice was always calm, "Please."
After the word "please" fell, Tian Wan appeared boldly in front of Satan. With one blow, his right leg swept towards Satan in an almost straight line.
Although Tian Wan attacks with pure martial arts power, he also has some witchcraft skills in his attacks to improve his dodge and attack skills.
Satan did not dodge and had no time to dodge. His right hand was turned at a 90° angle to block the powerful and heavy kick. His right arm was slightly numb. He did not expect that Tianwan's strength was as strong as his martial arts.
Tian Wan suddenly shouted, and turned his right hand into a fist, hitting Satan's neck directly. Satan saw that this move was erratic, and he was not very sure to resist it. His upper body avoided it at lightning speed, but he didn't expect Tian Wan's left
The foot strangely kicked the third rib of Satan's chest, which was really tricky.
It was no surprise that Satan fell behind in the first three moves. Tian Wan's understanding of martial arts in the past ten years exceeded his original imagination. Satan only dodged once, and then moved his body to make it easier for him to execute the moves.
Tianwan didn't give him a chance. When Satan was moving, his right hand suddenly stretched out, held his right ankle, and shouted: "Lie down." A huge force threw Satan several meters away.
, Satan somersaulted several times on the ground, and before he could stand still, Tianwan launched a tidal wave of attacks, and instantly the sky was filled with palms. Each palm was faster than the other, giving Satan no chance to fight back.
Satan was secretly surprised that Tianwan was even proficient in the Buddhist secret mudra. This secret mudra is a Shaolin Temple method that uses true energy as a supplement, allowing his hands to form countless real hands that strike the opponent's body from all four directions.
The major acupuncture points are Baihui point, Taixu point, Shaozu point and Yinjue point. As long as any one of the acupoints is hit, the opponent's Qi will be lifted in the shortest time.
Satan dodged in the air under Tianwan's attacks one after another.
Tian Wan suddenly stopped attacking, and Satan was slightly startled.
Just for a moment, just in the blink of an eye, a burst of cold energy suddenly came from behind Satan, almost like a ghost.
"Seal." Tian Wan shouted out one word.
Satan's body flew out, and a mouthful of hot blood spurted out in the air.
Satan wiped the blood seeping from the corner of his mouth, raised his head, and smiled, "You first forced me to dodge in the air, and then used the secret hand seal. You know that I am not very sure about the secret hand seal, so I have no scruples.
In an instant, your true body was already behind me. I saw that it was just your phantom body. Your witchcraft is indeed strange and unpredictable."
Tian Wan sighed, with a slight look of guilt on his face: "As you expected, it's just that I used martial arts at first, but later added witchcraft. This time I lost."
He was defeated. If he hadn't used witchcraft, he wouldn't have been able to hit Satan in the back.
"Actually, you don't have to say it." There was blood on the corner of Satan's mouth. "You are not defeated. As the saying goes, a soldier never tires of deceit."
"If you lose, you will lose. What does it mean to be a soldier who never tires of deceit?"
Tian Wan said: "The following is swordsmanship." There was a very long sword in his hand, the sword body was red, and a soul-stirring murderous intention struck Satan.
"Kikuichi." Satan's voice said slowly, "What a great chrysanthemum."
"Where is your sun-hiding sword?"
"Please show your sword."
Satan smiled lightly.
Tian Wan held the hilt of the sword with his right hand and slashed at Satan with an almost ethereal figure.
Satan flicked the sun-hiding sword. It has been twenty years. It has not seen the light of day for twenty years. Old friend, it is time to come out. With a clear sword sound, he also stabbed Tianwan with his ethereal figure.
throat.
It was like a coquettish rose-colored spark flashing through the air.
The two people's positions are staggered.
Satan said: "What a sword."
Tian Wan also said: "Yours is also a good sword."
Satan's body disappeared suddenly and appeared on Tian Wan's back the next moment. Tian Wan was proficient in the art of space, especially the changes in space. Although Satan's movements were very hidden, he could detect them earlier through his perception of the air around him.
Satan's body first blocked the attack of the sword with Ju Yimonji, then leaned close to Lin Satan, and struck Satan's skull on the left side of his face with lightning with his left elbow. This move was a combination of martial arts and swordsmanship, and it was perfect.
Extremely.
"It's rude to come and not reciprocate."
Satan smiled and suddenly grabbed Tian Wan's left elbow with his left hand. His eyebrows moved, and murderous intent appeared. Tian Wan felt that his soul was shaken, as if the condom was pulled away, and the thumb of his left hand suddenly clasped his middle finger, a cold light flashed.
It flashed by, and after that flash, there was a bang, and a ball of flame burst out in front of Satan's eyes.
Extremely dazzling.
Satan suddenly exerted his strength, and the sun-covering sword burst out with white light, and at the same time, his body flew back.
The red and white zhenqi were fighting in the air. They were even the same.
"Here comes Ten Thousand Swords."
Satan suddenly used his trump card, and the twelve rays of sword light shone at Tian Wan through the air.
The twelve sword marks emitted bursts of brilliant light traces.
"Thirteen Swords."
Satan uttered three words in a nonchalant manner. The middle finger of his right hand suddenly flicked the blade of the Sun-Sealing Sword.
A banging sound.
Tianwan's voice was indeed very strange, like the sound of wind, the sound of spring breeze, a soft voice. He was slightly stunned, just for a second.
Suddenly Tianwan saw a bright white light flashing past.
A poisonous snake is better than split in half.
When he took a closer look, the Sun-Concealing Sword was between his eyebrows.
