Joy of Life

~ Date: ~09月20日~

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Black people are shadows, of course, shadows.

He and Fan Xian quietly entered Dongyi City, and after all the reasons with the subordinates of the Supervisory School, they disappeared. When Fan Xian broke into the sword, he was not there, because Fan Xian knew the six heads of the supervisory school, and once he saw the four swords, he would do something.

Suddenly, the shadow appeared in the city government and appeared behind the body of the city.

Si Gujian went to the main city of Tucheng tonight. I don’t know how many people were killed, but whether he lived or died, as long as his flesh exists, he will always have a shadow under the sun, and the shadow will be hidden in these shadows.

Being able to survive the perception of a great master can suddenly appear in front of three people and capture the most vulnerable moment of the four swords. Shadow, the most powerful assassin in the world, there is no doubt that today's cultivation has been elevated to the peak of his life.

Si Gujian coughed in a wheelchair, coughed and bleed, his body trembled, his body shrunk and his face pale. A sword smashed seven people, and after a serious injury, the big master who had been dragged down for nearly three years, also felt a trace of exhaustion, and the most depleted of his heart, but behind the wheelchair, Fan Xian that filled the hands of overbearing infuriating.

From the beginning of the city's main government, Fan's mind is contrary to the four-sword sword, and Si Gujian is extremely arrogant and arrogant, and forced to accept the idea of ​​Fan Xianxin. However, Fan Fan is now a strong player in the nine products. When the sword kills people, he still has to bet on his body and control his mind. It takes too long, and it is inevitably weak.

Of course, the most crucial thing is the injury left on Dadong Mountain three years ago. Ye Liuyun is like a dragon in the clouds. The emperor of the Qing Dynasty broke the ground and killed the king. Let the four masters of Si Gujian be seriously injured, so far. It has reached the end of the oil.

The shadow is the choice to shoot at this moment. He chose one of the most extraordinary moments.

In his hand, he was an ancient sword, cold and cold. Jianguang is in an instant. Illuminated the entire city. In the next moment, the stone steps become a jade stone.

The toes of the shadows are stepped on these jade-like stone steps, gently. Every bit. He seems to be a bright spot.

There are occasional green leaves in the government. Then I flew up at this time. Accompanied by the sword in his autumn wind and autumn rain. Add a bit of chill.

kill.

Ancient sword in the shadow hand. Stinged into the wheelchair and looked at the chest. This sword is extremely simple and has no change. There is no gain. There wasn't even a trembling, in the process of high-speed spikes. The bright swords have no waves in the autumn. Smooth and extremely stabbed the past.

Just bend your elbow, just a flat wrist. Just stabbed. It is only the simplest sword in this world.

Because of its simplicity, it is focused, so powerful.

The shadow does not need to gain momentum. Because of this sword he has been waiting for twenty years. He has been working for twenty years.

Too fast, when the green leaves floated up, I suddenly found myself falling behind the black man. Coming to the air inside the city. After this ancient sword splits his body. It's too late to be deformed. The sound of the roaring wind.

Because it is fast. The surrounding environment is too late to make any changes. The courtyard is still so quiet. The only thing that has changed is the location where the shadow is located. He stepped on the tip of the jade, and he was shining. The front end of the light. The handle is the most powerful sword.

At this time, the tip of the sword is only one foot away from the chest of Si Gujian. Wind and thunder a sword.

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In such a short period of time, Fan has only had time to narrow his eyes. He knows the sword in the shadow of his hand. When he smashed the emperor’s knees in the temple, the shadow hand held the sword.

Fan Xian is even familiar with the wind and the wind, because it is hanging outside the temple. Under the tall building. Lined with the golden chrysanthemums in the mountains, the shadows once wore a white coat, jumped out of the sun and stabbed the emperor.

The shadow of that day was dressed in white, just like the heavens and the celestial glory. The plain ancient sword is in hand, and it floats.

Today, the shadow is dressed in black, still the plain ancient sword, the brilliance of the body is still blooming, but the stock comes from the deepest part of the earth, the chill is like a prisoner who has been imprisoned for tens of thousands of years. It is necessary to release all the grievances with this sword.

Fan Xian’s hands still hold the waist of the little emperor. His eyes are shrinking and his body is too late to make any action. His heart was amazed. Step stone steps. The sword that came from the green leaves is unstoppable. How fast is it, so fast that even I can't do anything, even faint has broken the time limit!

The shadow is the most powerful assassin under the sun. It is the closest night protector of the two masters before and after the supervision. After fleeing from Dongyi City, he has been immersed in the darkness and never walked under the sun, even if it was last suspended. Temple piercing, the seemingly glorious sword, in fact, is still hidden and cautious, one hit, and immediately withdrew.

Today's shadow is completely different from the shadow of the usual place. His whole person seems to be immersed in the dark and negative emotions. This sword is the incomparably bright and sturdy, and decades of cultivation are all condensed in this sword. , did not leave any back road for yourself, any retreat!

He just thought about moving forward, and chose to advance with supreme courage and obsession. He only wanted to send this sword into the chest of Si Gujian. At this moment, the shadow is no longer an assassin. He is a swordsman, a vengeful swordsman, a swordsman who deserves respect and admiration.

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The wind and thunder sword is softer than the wind, and it must be traced without traces. It must be fast, more dazzling than Ray, and more shocking. This is the strongest sword that the shadow can display, whether it is Fan Xian, Haishu or who. At this time, sitting in a wheelchair, suddenly facing the sword, I am afraid I can't escape.

Because this is the first sword that the shadow has really pierced for twenty years, it is the long river of time, the feeling of resentment, and the smashing of a sword.

Even at the last moment when the tip of the sword broke, it was faint to another level, just as Si Gujian had previously taught Fan Xi, only to communicate with the mind.

Nothing is faster than the human mind. No one is more determined than the shadow at this time. More dark and brighter.

The darkness lies in hatred and complex emotions. Brightness is determined by desperation.

Fan Yuxi’s muscles are tight. The body is overbearing infuriating and running fast, only to reflect the first time. I have to flee the place with the little emperor. However, in front of such a sword ground. He has no time to react.

Four Gu Jian can.

Although he has been exhausted, he has been devastated for three years. Although he slaughtered the city government today. Great consumption. But he is still a great master. A great master who cannot judge by common sense.

It’s just that the expression of the sword is different from any time. His face was pale to the extreme. The eyes are bright to the extreme, and the right half is broken over the cheeks. At this moment, it is like an ugly and terrifying god. Exudes awe-inspiring power.

Even the Grand Master will not despise such a sword, but the Grand Master is inconvenient to move. There is only one hand left. He only seems to have only this hand.

So four Gu Jian hands, lifted the left arm. In the four-inch place on his chest, he started to eat two fingers. Then live together.

He caught the wind thunder with two fingers

A sword.

Then his face was paler and his eyes brighter. The expression is more awesome, because the sword between the **** is still moving forward.

what! The shadow is like a shadow of a sword, tightly attached to a wheelchair, screaming like a madman, like crazy, like a cry. If you are angry, follow the road to escape 20 years ago. Hold the family to death. The pain of the parents died together, and they slammed down!

A bang. The ancient sword of the cold autumn water rubbed the knuckles of the joints of the four swords, and made a sound of screaming, with a heart-rending smell of burntness, violently breaking through the finger sword of Si Gujian and piercing the four-legged sword. The chest of the sword!

When the sword tip enters the big master's body only two inches, it will no longer move, because the eyes of Si Gujian have already reached the extreme, just as the two stars are shining with light, hitting the shadow on the same pale face, and he The fingers are like two big mountains, and the shadow of the wind and thunder sword, smashed between the rocks, can no longer enter.

A moment of pause.

A pale fan snorted, grabbed the waist of the little emperor beside him, slanted like a big bird, detached from the back of the wheelchair, cut through the sky, and floated down the green trees next to the house. The past.

If he still stays in a wheelchair, he may only be injured, but the little emperor will definitely die under the double attack of Si Gujian and Shadow.

Floating under the green trees, Fan leisurely turned pale in the air, and then saw a scene that made him thrilled and forever unforgettable.

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The face of Si Gujian was extremely pale, and the face of the shadow was extremely pale. The two brothers had never met each other since the rainy night in Dongyi City. At this time, they were closely attached together, and the cold side was reflected. Not interesting, just chilling, they are very close to the body, just in the middle... separated by a sword.

On the top of the four-sword sword, the tip of the sword brought out a blood, and stubbornly tried to get inside. The master did not feel anything at all, just looking at the shadow with the bright and horrible old eyes, the **** of the left hand, holding the sword in a steady and terrible manner.

The will, the mind, just a glance, for a moment, in the courtyard of the city's main house, the air suddenly changed, just like the inability to produce countless wind blades, splitting the air, making a creaking sound, coming from all directions, along With a wonderful trajectory that is invisible to the naked eye, it slams into the center.

I turned to the shadow.

The shadow body is still wearing the special lotus dress of the Supervisory Academy. This kind of clothing is a product that was developed after many years of development. However, under the influence of these swords, it still resisted for a while and began to fragilely. Open a small mouth, the material of the clothes opened, like a baby mouth.

Countless mouths appeared on the shadows in an instant and began to ooze out.

And Si Gujian really counterattacks not in the body, but in the shadow of the body, the powerful indifference of blood-staining swordsmanship, with this finger, this eye, unrelentingly broke into the shadow of the body Let his internal organs sway at the same time, blood oozing out of his body, running down his lips and flowing outside.

In the pale face of the shadow, the lips kept moving out of the blood, it was not flowing, it seemed that there was never a stop.

The shadow did not have a trace of fear, but he laughed. There was a bitter smile on the pale, ordinary face, and the laughter rang around the city's main house, and there was a crazy cry in the laughter.

"what!"

The shadow is madly screaming. It’s like a mad beast is crying because of any pain. He sent the whole body’s infuriating spirit to the sword in his hand. He didn’t care about the pain he suffered on his body. He only cares for the sword and the heart of the sword. distance.

A powerful air wave burst between two people, and the green leaves around the shocking wheelchair were broken into silk, and turned into nothing!

After all, the wheelchair is not the human legs. With the full explosion of the shadow, the wheelchair quickly retreats backwards, and the speed is getting faster and faster, while the four-handed sword fingers are holding the sword. He is also looking into his body at a very slow speed.

The face of Si Gujian is getting paler, his eyes are getting brighter, his face is getting paler and paler, the blood in his lips is getting faster and faster, and there is a **** road on the ground!

Fan Xian saw the land. It is this scene, two pale people, one vomiting blood, one silent, carrying the craziest, and the most calm killing. His hand could not help but tremble. He doesn't like Si Gujian. He should of course help the shadows. But if he wants to shoot, he has already shot behind Si Gujian, and he is now the torn body of Fan Gu, the two powerful players of Fan Xian and Shadow. Get out of the hand. I am afraid that it is really possible to divide things into places.

The shadow is not as bitter as it is now, so sad. It hurts!

However, Fan has never shot. Just shaking, watching this scene indifferently. This has nothing to do with the agreement between Nanqing and Dongyi City, and has nothing to do with the feelings of Si Gujian and his mother, Wu Zhushu and Fei Jie.

He promised to create a chance for revenge for the shadow, but he will not participate in the process of shadow revenge, although he does not know how many past stories and secrets of the Dongyi City City’s main house, many years ago, but he respects shadow.

The shadow is a proud swordsman. At least today, he is not an assassin to face his brother, the pride of Dongyi City, the shadow of the heart forever fear and pain.

If Fan is free to shoot at this time, the shadow will not agree. Fan Xian knew this very well, so he chose to watch and tremble.

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With a click, the wheelchair finally retreated to the rear of the courtyard, and under the stone steps on the other side, there was no retreat. Such a high-speed collision, the wheelchair suddenly broke countless pieces of wood, full of blood and water, the eyes of the crazy intentions, and finally handed the sword in the hand forward.

For this distance, the shadow pays a great price.

The lips of Si Gujian shook and laughed in a weird and hoarse voice. In the laughter, he fell under the stone steps, his fingers were forced, and the sword that was inserted in his chest was broken!

The shadow did not laugh, the tip of the sword broke in the chest of Si Gujian, and he still held a half-legged sword in his hand. The castration seemed to have no pause at all. The half-sword was naturally incomparably, and stood in the arms of Si Gujian. The trembling sword tip was inserted again and deeply inserted into the chest of Si Gujian.

From the back of the lord's body, to the step down, from the chest of the sword in the thorns, to the wheelchair for ten feet, until the last residual sword stabbed, the shadow of this radiant wind and thunder, in fact, a total There is only one sword, no severance, and the sword is the sword of the present, the only sword.

Because of this shadow, there is only one chance to make such a sword.

The remnant sword did not sharpen the broken mouth and broke into the chest of the four swords. It was not smooth. On the contrary, there was a feeling of embarrassment. It seemed to be cutting the flesh and blood, which was very painful and painful.

The shadow seems to be able to feel the other's pain, because he is also very painful, painful trembling, head down, silently stabbed, split.

Splitting the past, the past twenty years ago. At this moment, the shadow seems to see a lot of things. I saw it many years ago, the idiot brother was secretly on a wasteland in the suburbs.

Touched and set up a small grasshopper, and then proudly said that this place will be the martial arts holy land in the future.

Still a child's own, looking at the broken grass house with some disdain. Looking at the nephews and women who occasionally entered the grass house, and one day, the children began to be interested in the sword. The idiot brother said very seriously, do you want to learn? You want to learn, I can teach.

Learning swords is a very bitter and boring thing. The two brothers in the grasshoppers have become fools in the eyes of everyone. They all say that the city government did not know whether they had offended the temple. There are actually two idiots. The brothers and sisters in the house, no one cares about these two idiots. Maybe there were some terrible things at the time, but I didn't know. I am just a child.

Then it was that night, all the people were dead. The child hated by the child is dead. The loved one is also dead, and his cat and dog are dead. His brothers and sisters. Uncle is dead... I love my parents and die!

No one can survive.

Only he stood trembling after the credit in the house. Looking at the **** sword in the hands of the idiot big brother, watching the pair of eyes without any expression, began to feel scared. Because he is convinced that if he does not leave, this idiot brother will definitely kill himself.

That may be that Si Gujian really became a big master overnight. It was also the night when the youngest man in the city’s main government began to flee. After that night. The shadow becomes a shadow. I can only live in the dark night. I have never seen a trace of sunshine.

Because his chest is full of angry hatred and hatred, there is fear. He didn't dare to sleep at night. Because every time I fall asleep at night. He always seems to see the eyes with no expression.

So the shadow's face is getting paler and he knows if he can't kill that person. This life can only be spent in the dark. That person became a sword saint. Become the owner of Dongyi City. Whenever he hears these news, he will feel that he can only be a child who is bloody, trembling and afraid to speak.

Many years later. I have accumulated a sword for 20 years of resentment and revenge. Finally pierced the body of the man, this sword has passed through twenty years. With an incomparably complex mood. I finally tasted the blood of the man. But the shadow was not completely free, and he was still shaking, because he found that his body was still so bloody.

Because the four Gu Jian is still not dead.

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Si Gu Jiandi is also blood, but I don't know which ones are his own. Which are his brothers, the blood of the brothers can often be exchanged. But it shouldn't be the scene of this exchange.

The clothes of the two men were swayed by the sword at the moment. Teared into countless pieces. Wolverine hangs on the body. The eyes of Si Gujian are drooping. It seems that I am almost unable to open. But his skinny body, like the shadow, began to tremble sharply.

Four Gu Jian double fingers sandwiched the half of the sword tip, such as lightning generally pulled out, cut to the shadow of the neck.

The shadow did not evade, the left hand was pointed to the sword, and the blood hole was exposed to the half of the sword tip.

Change your life. Not endless.

The screaming sound of the screaming, the two people's body was sharply separated, the shadow was like a stone, and it was shaken all the way to the smoke. It quickly swept back along the **** road, hitting the stone steps heavily, vomiting blood, and breathing hard. .

Si Gujian sat under the stone steps on the other side. There was a half-sword on the chest, and half of the sword tip was between his fingers. He looked indifferently at the shadow of the opposite stone steps. A **** water slowly flowed from his lips.

In the courtyard of the city's main house, it fell into a terrifying silence.

Fan Xian and the little emperor stood far below the green tree. Looking pale at the scene of the brothers' disintegration. The little emperor did not know who the black man was, but at least he could see that the strength of the other party was strong enough, otherwise it would not be possible to stay with Si Gujian for so long.

However, Fan is clear, after all, the shadow is defeated. Although the Si Gujian has reached the moment when the oil is running out, the Grand Master is a great master. As long as there is still a breath, he can still stand proudly on the peak of personal force. Although it was blown by the mountain wind, there was always a slap in the face, but in the end it still stood firm.

However, the shadow should be proud, Fan’s eyes are slightly moist, and his heart is proud of him. A strong man in nine products seems to be strong, but he can be a big master in a single-on-one head-on duel. Injury into this kind of wolf-like appearance is really a super-level play.

At the last moment, Si Gujian has used the realm of the great master, the strong will, to control the situation, obviously killing the shadow, why he did not do this? Have a pity for the younger brother? Fan Xian does not believe that this big blood-killing master will have this feeling of being too warm.

After a quiet period of time between the scenes, Si Gujian suddenly hoarse and asked: "If you count carefully, you should be the first disciple of Jian Jian."

The shadow lies in the pool of blood, there is no answer, just watching him ruthlessly. Si Gujian coughed and said: "You can make a sword like today, and you are proud enough."

After a long while, the shadow suddenly said: "Why...what."

Why did the four-year-old swords go crazy in the past year, killing the Quartet, killing the relatives, and even letting their own biological fathers not let go, even their younger brothers will not let go. This question does not know how many years have been entangled in the shadow of the earth. In today's scene, he finally asked.

Si Gujian knows what he asked, and Fan Xian knows it. However, Si Gujian did not answer this question at all, but said indifference: "The people who are in front of me must die... You followed us for one day and also for one day. I thought you could make that sword. It should be what you understood. I didn’t think that you asked such a naive question..."

"Younger brother, you really disappoint me."

When this statement came out, Fan Xian’s heart was shocked. It turned out that Si Gujian had already noticed that the shadow had been following the side! On this day, Si Gujian’s teaching to himself was not only directed at himself, but also the shadow of the secret peeping, what can be felt from it!

The shadow is also silent. The ordinary eyelids are like wild beasts. They stare at the four-legged swords under the distant stone steps. They don’t say a word. In the tragedy of today and the words of today, he does not need to distinguish what he should believe. Just confirm what you believe.

Fan Xian looked at the shadow and looked at the past. He saw the horrible big wound in the chest and abdomen of the four swords, a vague flesh and blood, with a faint glow of blue light, like a toxin, but it was wonderfully kept. It should have been the end of life.

This is the punch on the Dadong Mountain, the Qing Emperor gave the four Gu Jian, the Si Gu Jianben should have died a long time ago, but he was born to live to the present, there must be hidden, especially in the chest and abdomen. Horrible wounds.

Si Gujian indifferently covered the wound in his abdomen with the last clothes, looked at the shadow, and looked at Fan Xian, and said the last sentence: "The sword is a weapon, non-sage can not use it."

Fan is silent, he immediately understands the meaning of the sentence of Si Gujian - the sword is a weapon, non-sage can not use it, and the saint ... is ruthless.

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