Legend of the Great Saint Chapter 5: Yu Zijian
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Cangshan is like sea, and bright moon is like frost.
A tall figure walked alone along a winding rugged ridge, both sides were abyssed abyss, a deep and dark night breeze blowing from the valley, stepping into the sky was powdery bones, but he closed his eyes and strode Moving forward, he muttered something in his mouth.
"The soul has forgotten the death from his confidant ... whereabouts, long shadows on the shadows; arrogant, scratching his head and self-love ... people who weep bitterly, ancient and modern, Bian and Weir; who is the upside-down thing, who is Bo Leyi? ... … Have thorns in your arms, destroy words for three years, look sideways, and have no homes in the world ... In the world, just close your eyes and walk to hear the low price of creation! "
Suddenly opened his eyes and sighed: "Yeah, so lonely!"
Inexplicably came to this side of the world, trapped in a small village, inside a child's body. No one can know, no one can understand, out of place, easily blame. Only with the cow as a companion, talking to the cow like crazy and silly. In contrast, those who are hungry and cold, and brother and sister-in-law are more easily tolerated.
Because of this experience, it is so determined to move forward and never look back.
This time is an exception. He wanted to come to this world to indulge the heart ape and have fun, but somehow was aroused by a thousand of worries.
I ca n’t remember the past alone.
"I am a person who never looks back, why did he do such a stupid thing?"
He shook his head, but he simply put down his attachment and let his thoughts overflow.
For a time, the wind screamed and skyrocketed.
When the gods move, Heaven and Earth echoes.
Strong winds swept the water, and the trees were destroyed. Wanli Cangshan, turbulent.
The dark clouds rolled over and engulfed the moon. A snowflake fell quietly from the sky and fell on his shoulder. In the blink of an eye, it snowed in the sky.
Pictures flickered in front of my eyes, intertwined with previous life in this life, all of them are blurry and difficult to distinguish.
"Maybe this is just a big dream. When I wake up, I will be in a warm bed." When he first came to this world, he had thought about it countless times.
At this time, looking up, only the snow and the road are dangerous.
This kind of snowstorm always reminds him of the hard and desperate climb on the ice sword cliff. It seems to have never been down and has been climbing up.
Even if it was later, it restored the appearance of human beings and returned to the world again: entering Blessed Peace City, becoming Eagle Wolf Guard, killing Zhuo Zhibo, fighting three mountains old man ... this blizzard never stopped.
The snow is getting bigger and bigger, gradually covering the shoulders, obliterating the rugged road, and the mountains are all white.
All the pictures condensed together, a pair of warm bull's eye, watching him quietly, listening to his self-talk.
"Elder Brother Bull, are you so lonely too?"
In an instant, I suddenly understood that mood, just as he watched Half Moon, just as he expected Li Long.
Unconsciously, the back of the man Wei An has become within reach. Just one more step, you can pat his shoulder and say, "Elder Brother Bull, here I am."
He was open-minded, full of wind and snow, and praised: "Good snow!"
In his heart, there is an endless snowstorm, but in the dreams of others, there is endless drizzle.
Outside the town, the hazy sky pressed against the desolate wilderness.
"Chenglu, hold on, I will not let you die, I will definitely kill Monster, save you, save everyone!"
Her beautiful face was also covered with haze, but a pair of eyes were firm like iron, faintly revealing a purple awn. Put the friend who was struggling with pain in her arms gently on the ground, take off the treasure bag around her waist, and turn to the Monster Qi-filled town.
Behind the mottled earth wall, men, women, and children are lying on the streets and all over the place. Their expressions are blank, their eyes empty, as if they were a dead body, but their chests are breathing clearly, and there are black spots swimming in their eyes from time to time.
A cloud of black mist spreads over the city. It is composed of countless black bugs, but it is a very rare monster-the leprechaun.
When she walked into the city again, the black mist shouted again: "You dare to come back, then stay here and become my **** food!"
Everyone stood up, dense and motionless, only her eyes moved with her figure, dead and strange. With the order of the leprechaun, he suddenly roared in unison, hysterically, ignoring the tearing of the vocal cords, which was more terrifying than the howling of the beast.
The city is small and has tens of thousands of inhabitants. This sound is like a landslide, enough to scare the timid people alive. It even shook the low clouds and drizzled.
Under the rain, she remained motionless, hung her head, and held the hilt tightly. Great Hero Bull once said to her that being a man must be decisive and not be soft-hearted. She keeps in mind.
He also said: "Purple is the color of extreme respect, and sword is the king of a hundred soldiers. Holy prince is the main lord, and purple qi comes from the east. Sweeping the world, unifying Liuhe. >
So when she looked up, her eyes were purple and bright, and she had a king-like spirit.
"Monster controls everyone in the city. If you want to save someone, you must--kill!"
The sea of people came turbulently, Sword Qi swept away, dozens of human heads flew up, blood spewed in the cavity, and there was a plume of black mist.
A few drops of blood fell on her white face, scarlet eyes, she looked immovable, must cherish every True Qi, can not be used to do such unnecessary things.
The crowd controlled by the leprechaun is not afraid of death, tramples on the headless dead body, knees chuck pa, and swoops over at a speed that ordinary people cannot.
She rose into the air, burst a head, and landed lightly on the blue tile house beside the road.
The crowd immediately rushed up like a tide. She twisted her waist and turned a sword to cut off several people's waists. The internal organs slipped and blood spattered. Purple flowers spread out on her body.
In the roar of the mountains and the tsunami, the ridge she stood like an isolated island, and there was a constant "tide" flapping up.
Do n’t care about the exquisite sword art, and even dare not urge Sword Qi. With the sharpness of the nine-yang sword in his hand, he cuts like a hatchet. Where sword edge went, flesh and blood points, muscles and bones broken, residual limbs and broken arms flying all over the sky, instantly reddish purple clothes.
There was a sudden shaking and unsteady standing under her feet. Under the pressure of countless people, the house was about to fall, and a middle-aged woman behind her took the opportunity to pounce up.
She did n’t turn her head back, leaned back, and slammed with a bang, accompanied by a sound of bone cracking in 噼 里 pa, the woman flew back, her internal organs were all split, The bones shattered and a smoky black smoke came out of his mouth.
Booming! The room collapsed, the smoke filled. She had fallen in the alley next to it, and Yu Guang swept away, then she had a panoramic view of everything around her, and she killed several people with her sword.
A little tiptoe, roll over the wall, and fall in a square courtyard with blue brick floor, relax muscles and bones, and slightly adjust the rate.
When the crowds overturned the brick wall and people turned their horses over, she took advantage of the situation and killed another one, and then quit a courtyard before being surrounded.
She fights and walks in the city, fighting by every house and every wall, and recovering strength by grasping every inch of time.
Man, kill. Woman, kill. old man, kill. Young children, kill.
The town was transformed into a slaughterhouse, with corpses running across the ground and blood running.
She also bathed in blood, but her eyes were clear and clear, no pity, no hesitation, and her actions were full of order and efficiency. It is neither cruel heartless nor cruel killing. All this is to save people, even if only one Hua Chenglu is saved in the end.
Sorrow? Are you angry? Fear? I'm afraid there are, but there is another thing that implements her mind and sword edge, showing a certain hidden deep essence.
It is precisely because of this kind of thing. After many years, facing the powerful Monster General Violent Stone made by the killing stone, she can still be caught in the mad killing without being disturbed by Innate Divine Ability, but she dare to wave a sword against it Li Qingshan was amazed.
Although it was low for a long time before that, others thought she was full of guilt about the slaughter of today. This kind of emotion is certainly there, but only she knows that she is afraid of herself today.
Not even Great Hero Bull.
Under the sword, I do n’t know how many people were cut. several hundred? several thousand? I only remember the last one person and one sword, slaughtered the whole city, and finally cut off the melancholy demon. How old was she that year? How many people have been cut now?
Thinking about this, she suddenly hung down sword edge, ignoring the turbulent sea of people in front of her, and she smiled slightly in the sky: "Great Hero Bull, it's not very good to break into other people's dreams."
Li Qingshan's arms descended from the sky: "I haven't seen you in a long time, Zijian. Maybe the respect calls you Hidden Sword Palace Lord, or, Purple Night Sword Sovereign!"