At the same time, in the far northern ice field, on a majestic iceberg, there is a thin figure, dressed in ragged clothes, like a beggar who has been wandering for many years. On his knee is a dark sharp sword.
, about four feet and two long, with a dark light flowing on the surface, as if it could swallow the light, and it was extremely dark.
The cold wind was biting and snowflakes were flying. However, when approaching this young man, the snowflakes would strangely and automatically avoid him. The bangs in front of Xiao Han's forehead were blown up by the wind. The moment he raised his head, a young man with a vicissitudes of life slowly appeared on his face.
It was slowly revealed that there was a scar on his right eye, which must have been injured by a sharp sword. When his expression changed slightly, his whole person would become very sharp.
He looked in the direction of Jiuzhou Continent, with a smile on his indifferent face: "I have been practicing hard for ten years, and I have been away from my hometown for so long. It's time to go back!"
His name is Ximen Qiuze, and he comes from the faraway continent of Kyushu. He has a humble background, like many others. When he was young, he had a dream and traveled across Kyushu, determined to become a hero and become famous.
However, when he was traveling in Kyushu, he was helpless. He was lucky enough to join a third-rate sect and had excellent martial arts talent. However, he was often ostracized and ridiculed by his fellow disciples. He experienced humiliation and suffered from the cold and warmth of the world. Later, he secretly ran away alone.
He went down the mountain and began his wandering life, but in his heart he always longed to stand out and return home in glory one day.
However, the cruel reality caused him to lose the dignity of life time and time again, and he struggled to survive in this world.
In order to survive, he begged and wandered throughout most of Kyushu, gaining a lot of knowledge, but his life was also miserable. There were days when he fought with wild dogs for leftovers, and was driven and beaten by restaurant owners. He lived in an abandoned temple in the cold winter.
He almost froze to death in the twelfth lunar month, and various experiences made him full of despair about life.
Just when he lost confidence in life, he accidentally heard that a peerless strong man had died deep in a mountain. It was said that when this peerless man died, he buried all his knowledge in a certain place in the mountain.
A corner, waiting for someone destined to find it.
When Ximen Qiuze heard the news, he was all excited, thinking that he was the destined person. He quickly took his companions who had shared life and death together to the mountain where the peerless strong man fell, and searched for the secret book of internal strength left by the peerless strong man.
After a lot of hard work, the two of them were lucky enough to find the treasure left by the peerless strongman. However, at the critical moment, they were plotted against by their companion who had shared life and death together, and they were almost stabbed to death by the opponent's sword.
In the end, he cleverly avoided the conspiracy of his companions. After a life-and-death battle, he ruthlessly killed his companions, obtained the treasure left by the peerless strongman, fled north all night, and arrived in the bitter cold land of the Arctic Icefield.
build.
He practiced hard for ten years. During this long period, he was only accompanied by the boundless silence and the endless ice and snow in front of him.
On the occasion of his twenty-fifth birthday, he finally had the honor to break through to the innate realm and become the second youngest innate powerhouse since the Nine Provinces Continent.
Of course, Ximen Qiuze didn't know that a genius who had broken through to the innate realm before him had already appeared.
Becoming an innate powerhouse, with his astonishing talent and age, Ximen Qiuze, if known to the world, will definitely cause an uproar in the Nine Provinces Continent, and be crazily attracted by countless forces.
When the time comes, glory, wealth, and success will be just around the corner.
He has been longing for this day for a long time. Now that his strength has achieved a breakthrough, there is no great meaning in continuing to practice in this bitter and cold place. It is time to leave. The vast Kyushu is where he can show his talents.
He believes that in the near future, Ximen Qiu will
The name Ze will definitely resound throughout the country and become famous!
At this moment, a huge snow lion with a white body and silver horns on its forehead walked slowly from a distance with gentle steps until it came to nearly ten feet behind Ximen Qiuze, with a pair of bloodthirsty eyes.
It flashes with a fierce light, as if it is seeing a delicious meal standing in front of it.
The silver-horned snow lion lowered its body, secretly accumulating strength, and its back was like a charged bow, preparing for a sneak attack. Then it jumped suddenly, turned into a phantom and pounced on Xiao Han, who was sitting quietly on the edge of the cliff.
Seeing this terrifying beast charging at him, Ximen Qiuze's expression did not change. He calmly picked up the black sword on his knee and waved it gently. It seemed slow, but it was surprisingly fast.
Brush, a wisp of heart-stopping black light instantly passed over the charging silver-horned snow lion.
In an instant, time and space seemed to freeze. Silver Horn Snow Mountain flew in mid-air and kept attacking, but it suddenly stopped. With a "pop" sound, the entire huge body was divided into two halves from beginning to end, and bloody blood sprayed out.
The ground quickly solidified in the cold wind.
"You are proud to have died under my strongest sword!" Ximen Qiuze glanced at the terrifying monster corpse and turned around silently to leave.
He will go to Kyushu to participate in the Qianlong Competition, win the applause of the crowd, and become famous. Let the world see his peerless style, Ximen Qiuze.
His Ximen Qiuze's life should be vigorous and vigorous, like the scorching sun in the sky, shining brightly.
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Yangzhou, Ziyang County, is home to Xuanyin Pavilion, one of the eight major sects.
As night falls, a cold moon hangs high in the sky, casting a dreamy silver gauze on the earth.
The mist filled the air, and a thousand-foot high peak loomed in the hazy moonlight, as if a goddess wearing a veil stood between heaven and earth, being watched by the world.
Therefore, this mountain with the appearance of an immortal is called Goddess Peak by the world, and the headquarters of Xuanyin Pavilion is built halfway up the mountain.
The continuous attic, standing against the mountain, with bright lights and clouds and mist, is like a fairy palace in a dream, making people forget to leave.
Among them is an octagonal tower that is a hundred feet high, made of fine mahogany, with a total of thirty-three floors, carved beams and painted buildings, reaching straight to the sky. Standing on the top of the tower, it seems as if you can reach out and pick up the stars and moon above your head.
Therefore, this tower has a nice name, called Zhaixing Tower, and it is also a holy place for the core disciples of Xuanyin Pavilion to retreat.
The moonlight is hazy, and a graceful and beautiful figure is leaning on the edge of the guardrail at the top of the tower, overlooking the bustling night scene at the foot of the mountain. Her clothes are fluttering, as if she may leave in the wind at any time, just looking at her graceful face
The back view has a suffocating feeling.
"Five years, time flies so fast!" Li Mengjun sighed gracefully, with a touch of sadness hanging on her delicate and pretty face, which made people heartbroken.
"I don't know if he is still alive!"
"If he was still alive, why didn't he come to me?"
"Lu Lingfeng, do you still remember the promise between the two of us?" Recalling the scene of walking into the Lu family in Wushuang City five years ago, it was like an indescribable dream that kept lingering in Li Mengjun's mind.
Here, lingering.
Especially the heart-wrenching scene that night when Lu Lingfeng risked his own life to protect her and broke his arm, is still fresh in Li Mengqing's memory and indelible, as if the scene of that day is vivid in his mind.
She did not expect that since
After that, the playboy whom she once looked down upon and hated so much actually lived deeply in her heart and could never be forgotten again.
And every time in the dead of night, the figure of Lu Lingfeng would appear in her mind involuntarily. His words and deeds were like a picture, constantly replaying in her mind, and it had become clearer and clearer in recent times.
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Over the years, Li Mengjun had been thinking about the man who had risked his life for him. He had sent people out to inquire about him. Unfortunately, every time the news came back, it was as if he had forgotten the existence of this man.
She laughs at herself every time in her heart, don't be stupid, the person may be dead, what's the use of thinking about him, can time go back?
Even if he hadn't died, based on her original attitude towards him, people might have forgotten about him or found a new love. This guy Lu Lingfeng was originally a playboy who was good at romance!
You and he may be people from two different worlds, and there will be no future at all!
But why, I can't forget him no matter what, it's because he saved me!
Or should I say, I am moved!
Li Mengjun shook his head, trying to get rid of the chaotic thoughts in his mind, but he could not forget the way Lu Lingfeng made a promise in front of him with a firm look on his face.
After all, the original promise is still no match for the cruel reality?
Li Mengjun bit her thin pink lips, tears glistening in her tender eyes.
She gently stretched out her right hand and pressed it on her beating heart. She felt as if a corner was missing, empty and aching.
She had never thought that she, who had always been cold and arrogant, would miss a man so much, and he was the type of man she once hated the most. Was God deliberately teasing her?
She looked up at the cold moon hanging high above her head, feeling desolate in her heart.
Just like the people at the foot of the mountain look up to the people living on the Goddess Peak, they are all fairy-like figures. They can only look up and see the existence that is beyond their reach. But they will never understand the people who live on the Goddess Mountain.
The loneliness in people's hearts.
"Senior sister, why are you here?" At this time, a clear girl's voice came from behind.
Li Mengjun didn't look back and said calmly: "I have been practicing in seclusion recently, so I came out to get some fresh air!"
"Oh, that's it!" Lin Chuhan came to Li Mengjun's side softly, smiled charmingly, and looked very well-behaved. But his big, watery eyes looked at Li Mengjun's slim figure, full of admiration and awe.
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The name Li Mengjun is very famous to every disciple of Xuanyin Pavilion, and he himself is the envy of all disciples.
The reason is the same, just because Li Mengjun is known as the most outstanding peerless disciple of Xuanyin Pavilion in the past five hundred years. He is only twenty years old, but he can be ranked in the top ten of the Qianlong Ranking. With this strength, looking at the whole world, he is a peerless genius.
This title is well deserved.
"Why are you here? Isn't Luo Ziwen with you?" Li Mengjun was wearing a moon-white dress, with emerald green bamboos embroidered on the cuffs and corners. Matching her unique cold temperament, her whole person exuded a sense of coolness.
A unique charm, poetic and picturesque, extremely beautiful!
"Humph, senior sister, don't mention him. This guy is always smooth-talking and glib. Chuhan doesn't like him!" Lin Chuhan pouted and said displeasedly.
