The red sun of the past was almost eye-watering, reflecting a somewhat tragic and deep twilight. Even though it has declined, the Demon Sect still shines with its glorious afterglow.
The mountain gate is towering, resplendent, and full of auspicious clouds. However, in front of this shocking spectacle, a strong solitary figure appears as vigorous as a leopard, and that is Liu Huaian.
He stepped into the mountain gate with silent footsteps, as if he was the master of this world. The place he passed through was devoid of life and lonely, as if wherever he passed, the grass and trees were mourning, and the air was shrouded in the chill of death. This
It forms a strong contrast with the majesty of the Demon Sect, which is breathtaking.
Wearing single clothes, shining with cold light. His steps seemed to be walking through time and space, and every time he fell, he seemed to be falling. He was worthy of the power of the mountain in his arms, holding the power of life and death in one hand, and crushing everyone with his strength.
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The forty-eight people were like old bodhi trees that had been visited by countless people. For a while, they fell into broken branches and leaves around him, gradually dissipating in the cold wind. Liu Huaian was like a sharp sword, piercing into everyone's hearts. He used his cold eyes to
Looking at all this.
His presence is like an evil god coming down to earth, ruthlessly ravaging this land. His breath is like a phoenix flying, swallowing thousands of miles. Under his feet, thunder and lightning strike, the earth shakes and the mountains shake. His figure, like a leaping dragon and a tiger, is powerful in all directions.
His eyes shine like stars in the night sky, looking down at the world with the power of Su Lao.
The sharp sword energy shot out in all directions, smashing the gravel into pieces. Those who were enemies with him were frightened in an instant, and their strength had nowhere to escape. Both rocks and bodies were reduced to nothing by him. His hands
Like steel, it cannot be destroyed. His steps are like Mount Tai, which cannot be shaken.
He climbed amidst the majestic killing sounds, and advanced under the horrifying eyes of the world. The sword had no eyes, and flesh and blood flew everywhere. However, between his brows, he was still so calm and composed, as if everything was under his control. All the power.
, it was like a paper kite in front of him, shattering at the touch of it.
He looked so cold and ruthless, as if he had thrown all the love and hatred into the abyss of hell. Wherever he passed, seas of blood surged, corpses lay everywhere, he slayed dragons with his bare hands, and was domineering and unparalleled.
His gaze was intense and brutal, firm and fearless.
His stern profile was like a knife, rough and strong.
His thick palms were able to hold back the massacre without any collapse.
His tall figure stood silently in the blood mist, like an immortal statue, with only those living eyes shining with determination and decisiveness.
Liu Huaian is undoubtedly a bloody hymn. Every word is written with life and blood. He is cold-blooded and ruthless, inhumane, but extremely calm. He is the kind of person who will move forward suddenly even if he is pushed to the cliff.
Man. He is the kind of person who will look for the light of hope in despair.
Liu Huaian's power is beyond everyone's imagination. His rage makes people fall into deep fear. His fierceness leaves people around him endlessly shocked.
He stood silently in the wind and rain, like an unbreakable stone tower.
He showed his teeth and claws, and was so powerful that he looked like a divine bird standing proudly, which was intimidating.
He is like a ghost walking out of the darkness, carrying the ruthlessness and destruction of death.
Liu Huaian stood expressionless among the blood and mutilated limbs on the ground, but his expression became increasingly grim.
Although his body was soaked with blood, his eyes became increasingly cold and determined. Powerful power emanated from him, making all enemies unable to resist.
This is Liu Huaian, his existence is such a domineering and unrivaled existence. This is the beacon life of heroes who have fought hundreds of battles. He is fierce and aloof, sweeping across the army, with a heart as solid as stone, tyrannical and cool, he is the one who remains majestic and swallows up mountains and rivers.
Liu Huaian!
Liu Huaian strode into the gate of the Demon Sect. His eyes scanned everything in front of him. In the dark corridor in front of him, the Kuiwu disciples of the Demon Sect appeared. Their faces were ferocious and their eyes were cold. They seemed to be a team.
A movable stone statue was placed against the corner of the wall, blocking his way.
He looked at them quietly for a while, then raised the corner of his mouth slightly and asked with determination: "Can you stop me?" Although the voice was not loud, it was enough to create a thunderous echo in their hearts.
Everyone hesitated for a while, and then generally shook their heads in rejection. They could not look directly at Liu Huaian, as if they had caught a glimpse of Tiger Eagle's bold pupils. In their immature and wary hearts, an unprecedented sense of uneasiness arose, induced by strong pressure.
The fear directly tears away the timidity in their hearts.
They glanced at each other, and then the door inside the Demon Sect opened, giving way to a road leading inside. Everyone was like black sculptures giving way to the unfamiliar attacker, silent but full of surrender.
Liu Huaian walked into the room slowly, his calm and cold face facing the unsuspecting old duo - Mr. Li and Mr. Wen.
In their defenseless state, it was as if their souls were swept away by the flood and no longer belonged to them. Their faces were as pale as paper, and their blood-red robes were spread out on the ground, like a sad swan song.
Liu Huaian raised the long sword in his hand, the tip of the sword flashed with cold light, and stabbed towards the caring old people. The old people stepped back silently, closing their eyes in despair.
In an instant, blood spattered and scattered on the floor of the originally silent room, as if the floor was dyed the color of spring cherry blossoms.
When all the signs disappeared, Liu Huaian said in a cold voice: "Let the world know that Liu Huaian is Ji Changbo. If he offends the Demon Sect again, he will die." After that, Liu Huaian teleported back to his home.
He doesn't care about wildfires that don't burn out, or that the wind blows and rekindles.
Only weak cowards who stand still would care about such insignificant things.
Liu Huaian returned to Liu Mansion and came to the pavilion in the lake.
Under the pavilion in the lake, beauties are having a feast of friendship. Nine elegant black tails are like fine flowing threads swimming behind a beautiful woman. This is An Heqing, like a mysterious and elegant black tail.
The swans danced in the bright sunshine, showing their majesty.
Accompanying her are Xu Junwan, Xuefeihua, and Sun Keer. Xu Junwan shows the world the beauty of vitality and youth with her graceful figure, tall figure and jade-like skin. Her steps are long and brisk.
, exuding alluring hormones at all times.
Xuefeihua, a very charming name, matches her snowflake-like skin and flower-like beauty. Her cheeks are as soft as porcelain, interpreting the unique charm of oriental beauty. Her eyes are as crystal clear as two gems, always full of energy.
of expectation and happiness.
Sun Keer diluted the other colors with her elegant and virtuous charm and posture. Her steps were as light as a swallow, and her jade feet created a series of ripples in the lake water, like the beautiful music of a piano jumping in the breeze.
The skin of the beauties is like silky porcelain, shining with gentle brilliance in the sun. Their jade feet are constantly lapping the lake water, and the fermenting laughter and the splashing sound of the lake water can be heard in the breeze. They push each other
Noisy, as if returning to that carefree childhood.
As they touched each other and compared each other's perfect figures, the laughter of innocence and joy echoed in the air. Every touch brought a deep sense of comfort and intimacy, as if they knew each other deeply.
and commitment.
Even though they are playing around, every touch is full of respect and praise. At this moment, they are in the most natural and happy state.
But when Liu Huaian came over, all the girls gathered around, and An Heqing was a little unhappy. Just a moment ago, she was the kindest star in the crowd, but Liu Huaian came and stole all her limelight.
"Why did you come to me?" Liu Huaian sat down, took Sun Keer's warm milk wine and took a sip.
She stood up and walked to Liu Huaian, sat down, and lay on the table like a lazy cat.
"My father reused eunuchs, and he will be shamed by the world in the future."
Liu Huaian smiled and said nothing.
Emperor Da'an's throne was under great pressure and was as huge as a discus. As a powerful official, the shadow threatened the stability of the imperial power at all times. Therefore, he, who had long vowed to guard the government, ordered the eunuchs to be reused.
However, this shocked An Heqing.
An Heqing frowned, feeling looked down upon. She was quite knowledgeable about politics. Her eyes were as bright as stars, but her voice was as mellow as spring water.
"Liu Huaian, I think it is a big mistake to reuse eunuchs. Eunuchs cheated the imperial court and severely broke the rules of the Han family." After finishing speaking, her eyes shone with determination.
Liu Huaian glanced at An Heqing and smiled slightly, as if he had seen through her worries, "Princess, you only saw the eunuchs, but turned a blind eye to their loyalty. When the imperial power was threatened, they were needed by the emperor.
They have no power, no wealth, and no children. They only wish to serve loyally, do everything for the royal family, and live for ZTE."
As the conversation changed, Liu Huaian's sharp eyes cut through the gorgeous decorations of the Liu Mansion and went straight to An Heqing's heart, "To be concise and concise, only eunuchs can stop the steps of powerful ministers and protect the big trees of imperial power from frost and snow.
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Liu Huaian's words made An Heqing speechless in his counterattack. As a result, like a fleeting cherry blossom that bloomed and fell gently, Liu Huaian won the whole audience.
An Heqing's eyes shone with admiration, and she suddenly felt that Liu Huaian was truly the man praised by the world for his wisdom and bravery. On this stage of power, although the powerful ministers were a huge threat, as long as there was such a genius, Da'an would not have to worry.
Eternal resurgence?
"Do you think what I said is true?" Liu Huaian raised his eyebrows at her with a smile.
"Ah, yes, yes...ah..." An Heqing turned around and saw Nangong Hanjiang hugging her big tail and sucking her hard, "Get your pervert away quickly."
Liu Huaian smiled and said nothing, and continued to taste the milk wine. He knew that this was just a delaying tactic. If the root of the disaster was not eliminated, it would be difficult to survive, which was exactly what he wanted.