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The voice of narration sounds.

Slay demons for the first time.

Slaying demons and destroying demons, what a ridiculous word

You call her a demon girl, you see her as a demon, she disdains the right way and hypocrisy, and she is too lazy to fake her name

But none of this mattered, only the safety of the boy was important.

In the smart eyes, there was nothing else, only the figure of the young man, reflected in it.

Umbrella for the first rainy night.

Cold Night Man is independent, graceful and melancholy, she gently protects him under the tarpaulin umbrella, and said lightly, it would be good if they died together.

But he never heard a trace of infatuation outside the words.

He kept stumbling with her, but she was really gone, but his heart was inexplicably stunned.

Picture changes on the canopy.

[Baguio smiled, suddenly remembered something, and said to Zhang Xiaofan:]

["Xiaofan, you come with me!"]

[Zhang Xiaofan frowned and said:]

["Where to go?"]

【Baguio Road:】

["Whatever, the world is big, we can go anywhere. "】

["If you don't want to enter our Holy Sect and be the enemy of the master, then we won't enter. "】

["Let's go to the ends of the earth together, otherwise if you stay in Qingyunmen, with the temper of those old antiques, I am afraid that you will be more auspicious and less lucky. "】

[Zhang Xiaofan was silent, Baguio looked at him worriedly, waiting. 】

[Finally, Zhang Xiaofan looked at her, Baguio was about to say something, but saw Zhang Xiaofan slowly shake his head. 】

["No, I won't leave Qingyun, Baguio. "】

[Baguio's face suddenly became gloomy, and said:]

["Are you going to wait here for death?"

[Zhang Xiaofan was silent for a moment and said:]

["Baguio, what you don't know, Qingyun is my home, I was raised by my master and mother, and I can't turn my back on them. "】

First risky visit.

She just wants to see him 360, breaking into the enemy alone, how much courage does it take?

But nothing is more important than him, not even his own life.

He treats himself well, just seeing him is enough.

Angry, annoyed, no emotion is worth the blood, but more anxiety and worry.

The first time, I don't give up.

She accompanies him, full of wind and rain, she accompanies him.

Reserve, dignity, reputation, life.

She could have put it down for him.

She said, "I'm coming to see you."

Just to see him, but with that emaciated face and haggard figure, how much she suffered, who knows?

She accompanied him and protected him, but she couldn't even take care of herself.

This small oil umbrella may not only give him a clear sky under the umbrella.

What's more, it is to send a trace of warmth and a touch of sunshine in his heart.

The first affectionate embrace.

She is smiling, tender like water, gentle and straightforward as she has never been.

The bamboo shadows are swaying, the sun is warm, and the hearts of the two are open to each other, which is so close.

Wipe the sleeve after the bamboo, it is a treasure that she regards as a treasure in the world that cannot be compared.

A young and frivolous remark, but it made him feel that the world was quiet.

At the moment, all he has in his ears is her voice, hug, hug the woman he loves!

So, he reached out and (bjcc) hugged her tightly into his arms.

Anywhere in the world.

She is hard-mouthed and soft-hearted, and she can make any concessions for his sake.

She asked him who the ancient well had seen.

She asked what was strange about the ancient well.

He said, next time we meet, I'll tell you.

How many years later, when you remember it, will you regret the choice you made at that time?

If you can do it all over again, will you take your beloved woman away from the world?

The last poignant farewell.

She is still smiling, still green, and still sound like a silver bell.

She looked back and smiled, and the heavens and the earth were moved by this smile, and they all faded for this smile, and they were all sad because of this smile.

And right in this moment.

ushered in the most unsettling picture.

[This voice shook the four fields, and the heavens and the earth changed color]

[Only the Immortal Strange Sword seemed to be a ruthless thing that destroyed the gods and Buddhas of the heavens, and it still struck him mercilessly]

[Seeing that Zhang Xiaofan is about to become a dead soul under the sword, he will be shattered. 】

[Suddenly, the heavens and the earth suddenly quieted down, and even the earth-shattering momentum of the Zhuxian Sword Array instantly held its breath...]

[The gentle and white hand that was once familiar in the years appeared beside Zhang Xiaofan, and there was a faint, crisp bell sound, pushing him aside. 】

[The voice that seems to have been sleeping for thousands of years quietly sounded at this moment, for the sake of the beloved lover, whispering:]

[Nine ghosts, gods and demons of the heavens, with my blood body, as a sacrifice...] (read the violent novel, go to the Feilu novel network!)

[She stood in the raging wind, looking at Zhang Xiaofan with slightly reddened eyes, but there seemed to be a faint smile on her fair face. 】

[The wind blew her water-green clothes, hunting and dancing, like the most poignant scenery in the world. 】

[Zhang Xiaofan's heart sank. 】

[Suddenly, he opened his mouth and shouted wildly, but was forced back by the wind;]

[He jumped up and pounced on Baguio like crazy, but was bounced away by the mysterious aura]

[Red tears flowed from his blood-red eyes, dripping down his cheeks.] 】

[The woman in the wind, open her arms, towards the sky full of sword rain, towards the giant sword that has taken away the power of heaven and earth. 】

【... Three lives and seven lives, forever fallen into Yama, just for love, although he dies without regrets...]

[The violent wind suddenly turned around and turned into a huge whirlpool around Baguio]

[The graceful and beautiful woman was pushed into the air by the strong wind, facing the colorful flowing giant sword. 】

[She is the only brilliance between heaven and earth at that moment!]

[Moment...]

[Countless blood-colored mist erupted from her body in an instant, condensing into a wall of blood as crystal red in front of her. 】

[At the same time, above the white face, nine faint light smoke floated out, merging into the wall of blood. 】

[The wall of blood boiled instantly, like a blazing fire of infatuation. 】

[Burning with all the enthusiasm and despair, bursting out with unparalleled brilliance, against the sky!]

[Collided with the main sword of the Immortal Immortal!]

[The brilliant brilliance is so dazzling that no one can open their eyes. 】

[An indescribable loud noise shook the entire sky. 】

[The unstoppable Zhuxian Sword flew back upside down, and the qi sword in the sky was disordered. 】

[And on Tongtian Peak, the mountain peaks shook violently, and the rocks flew sideways. 】

[Countless huge cracks appeared on the mountain as if it were split, as if the end was coming. 】

[Faintly, a slender and poignant figure slowly fell from mid-air. 】

[Heaven and earth, suddenly all quiet, only one voice, heart-rending roar. 】

["No..."]

This moment.

The barrage erupted like a volcanic eruption on the canopy.

"Memories of 20 years ago! 20 years of uneasy peace! Fan Yao love!"

"What is the situation in the world? Jin Ling is crisp and blood-devouring mistaken, and he has always been infatuated all his life. So, classics never go out of style!"

"Three lives and seven lives, forever fallen into Yama, just for love, although death does not regret. The Nine Ghost Silver Spirits, the gods and demons of the heavens, sacrifice my blood and body!"

"Goodbye, Baguio, the ghost boy is online!"

"Baguio finally fulfilled her promise, and Zhang Xiaofan ......"

"In the end, Baguio blocked the sword, and there is no more Zhang Xiaofan in the world!"

"If I were Zhang Xiaofan, from now on, there would be no Lu Xueqi, only Baguio, no need for redemption, just for revenge, it can be said that I am cautious, selfish, it doesn't matter!"

"You are you, Zhang Xiaofan is Zhang Xiaofan, if you are Zhang Xiaofan, how much better can you do than him?"

"Like Lu Mingfei in front, it's really sad to watch your beloved die in front of you!"

"Baguio, my 20 years of white moonlight! Painted pear clothes, my 10 years of white moonlight! How can time change again? The author's dog virtue will never change!"

"I suggest you go and see the resurrection, my love. The surname Tang has a better moral character. "

"Get out!"

Regardless of the barrage, the narration continues.

What about promises, what about happiness, what about vows, what about all the promises?

Death is together, but you leave him alone.

There will be no separation in this life, but at this moment there will be life and death apart.

You gave up everything that should have belonged to you, just so that he could live well.

He could only greet him with blood and tears, and could only cry and kneel on the ground, telling sadly that it was you who saw you in the ancient well.

Until that bamboo forest.

[Zhang Xiaofan walked slowly to another part of the bamboo forest, in the quiet forest, the bamboo shadow swayed, and a big bamboo fell to the ground for some reason, lying across the bamboo forest. 】

[Zhang Xiaofan slowly walked to the edge of the fallen bamboo and stared at it silently]

[At that moment, his eyes seemed to have a bit of drift and vicissitudes]

[Then, I saw him slowly stretch out his hand and pull his sleeve]

[But it was wiped a few times on this toppled bamboo.] 】

[A gust of wind blew through the valley in the distance, brushing the slightly pale tips of his sideburns, like a gentle hand gently caressing his face, which was no longer young.] 】

[He smiled slowly, as if hesitating for a moment, and then gently wiped it to the side, as if rubbing out a place where a person could sit, and then, he took a deep breath, turned around, and sat down lightly. 】

[The wind blows the bamboo leaves like waves, as if time passes silently, gray hair and sideburns, and the lovesickness is broken. 】

[Hongyanyuan.Lovesick bitterness. It is difficult to lose each other. 】

[Ten years of love, a hundred years of crossing, no lovesickness, no patience. 】

[The old time, the vicissitudes of life, do you still remember, sad people. 】

[White-haired withered lamp walks the world, once lonely for a hangover......]

The narration starts again at this moment.