The circle grew bigger and bigger, almost swallowing up everyone around it. The onlookers worked together to activate the barrier protection to resist the powerful sword attack.

I saw colorful spots of light suddenly emitting from the circle, and then tens of thousands of sword lights flew out.

No matter how Dongfang Yexing resisted, in the end these sword lights stabbed him full of holes.

I saw streams of sword light entering his body, and thousands of wounds appeared on his body. Blood immediately flowed out, and he soon turned into a bloody man, and then a corpse.

Ye Zhenfeng was shocked. He didn't expect that the ancient sword technique of the Six Paths of the Ancient World was really powerful! This is the real power of the Six Paths of the Ancient World!

Everyone present was stunned to see that the arrogant leader of the Sword Soul Sect was killed so easily.

Now when they looked at the pitiful woman in red, they no longer felt the same as before. Although she was still the same person, in an instant, in people's hearts, she became a strong person who could control life at will.

Dongfang Chu picked up a token from the blood, which was the sect leader's token that Dongfang Yexing had not had time to give to Dongfang Lie.

She held up the bloody Sect Master Order, and everyone in the Sword Soul Sect knelt down and shouted: "Dongfang Sect Master! Dongfang Sect Master!"

Ye Zhenfeng looked at Dongfang Chu, who was holding the blood-stained sect leader's order, and felt that the red dress was too eye-catching. The whole person actually exuded an awe-inspiring domineering air, and there was even an imperceptible smile hanging on the corner of her mouth.

It's not the smile of revenge, but the smile of ambition.

Yun Qingqing, who was standing aside, whispered: "She is really a resourceful and ambitious girl!"

Nie Dihua waved her fists and was cheering for Dongfang Chu vigorously. Seeing Yun Qingqing's lukewarm words, she said in confusion: "Qing Qing, are you jealous of her? How could you say such a thing?

Woolen cloth?"

Yun sighed softly: "Isn't it? I'm afraid that this Dongfang girl's skills are no worse than his father's. As the saying goes, a man is better than his master! This is the real successor of Dongfang Yexing!"

The more Nie Dihua listened, the more he couldn't stand it anymore. He patted Ye Zhenfeng on the shoulder and said, "Ye Zhenfeng, please give me a fair word!

Ye Zhenfeng said: "There is no absolute right or wrong in the face of right and wrong. It is just to fulfill their own selfish interests. Those who can bring down the devil are definitely not good people!"

Perhaps, Yan Liudao also saw that strangeness in his eyes. The Dongfang Chu in front of him was no longer the girl who made cakes for him back then. Her heart was deeper than the sea, and he really couldn't see through it.

As for who killed Hua Canling, it is obvious that Hua Canling was imprisoned by Dongfang Yexing for six years and has long lost trust in people's hearts. People who are so wary will not use the sword skills until the last moment.

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Ye Zhenfeng saw a man in white clothes among the crowd. He was very familiar with the man. He took advantage of the people's carnival to say goodbye to Nie Dihua and others, quietly retreated, and went to catch up with the man.

Nie Dihua saw him running so fast and said, "Hey, why is this damn boy running away so fast? Did he see some great beauty?"

Yun smiled softly and said: "You are not a great beauty. Since we have nothing to do with you, why not go back!"

Tang Xun nodded and led the students back.

Nie Dihua chased Yun Qingqing and said, "Hey, Qingqing, who is this beauty? Can you give me some tips?"

Yun Qingqing said: "If it wasn't a great beauty, it wouldn't be Nangong Qi. If it wasn't Nangong Qi, why do you still care so much?"

Well?"

Nie Zhaihua said: "No, I'm just curious who can make him so interested!"

Yun Qingqing said: "He is an old man."

Nie Dihua was startled and said, "Let me go, Ye Zhenfeng, that brat, when did his taste become so strong?"

Yun gently looked back and hit her on the forehead, saying, "Can you put something normal in your head?"

Nie Dihua pointed at Tang Xun in front of him and said, "Does it have an elm head like his?"

Yun lightly rolled his eyes at her and turned his head away from her. She was really a piece of rotten wood that cannot be carved out of wood.

Hua Han walked back heartbroken. She felt sad inside. She thought she had made the right choice in her life. She was a winner in life and had chosen the right path, but she was not happy.

Everything she was proud of collapsed in an instant. Her husband turned out to be a man with a human face and a beastly heart. Her child was also beyond her comprehension. She only felt that she was the most lonely and helpless person in the world.

"Hua hairpin."

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from behind, causing her to stop in her tracks. She was trembling all over and did not dare to turn around, because she had been thinking about that voice in her dream for a long time. She was afraid that everything was true, and she was afraid that everything was just her own.

A dream.

"Hua Hairpin." The man called her again, with heavy longing in his voice.

She finally couldn't help but look back, and saw an old man in gray robe standing under the halo, carrying a guqin on his back, standing there calmly and calmly staring at her.

"Xianhe..." Hua Hairan called out his name tremblingly.

Zhao Xianhe walked towards her and said, "I'm here to pick you up, come with me!"

"Xianhe!" The white-haired Huazhan threw herself into his arms, crying sadly.

Ye Zhenfeng's footsteps stopped behind the two of them. He originally saw Zhao Xianhe among the crowd, so he chased after him, but unexpectedly he saw this scene.

Zhao Xianhe hugged the hairpin carefully, as if caring for the most perfect porcelain in the world, and said: "I said, as long as you want to leave, light the heart and soul lamp, and I will come and take you away even to the ends of the world!"

Zhao Xianhe's words that day came to Ye Zhenfeng's mind:

"I think back to when I was young, I wore clothes and raged on horses, I used my sword to grasp the wind and the moon, and I have seen the rivers and lakes. When I was young, everyone wanted to go to the rivers and lakes, but what are the rivers and lakes? The rivers and lakes are not the human heart, and the good and evil in the human heart are

It’s unpredictable, and when it comes, I want to retreat into the world again.”

"Heroes in the world of martial arts come and go, but there is never a shortage of one. Now that I am old and my blood is no longer there, I want to live a quiet life in the tranquil mountains and fields, enjoy myself, cook wine and tea, and enjoy the wind and moon leisurely. It can be considered a happy life."

"When I was young, I was like a young master, accompanied by beauties, holding hands in the world, and thinking about growing old together. But at that time, my best friend also fell in love with her. I saw that she was hesitant, so I simply took a step back.

I think if she really loves her

I, of course, would not marry unless I was the one, but unfortunately she still married my best friend in the end. Haha, I guess it was because she and I were not close friends, and I couldn’t get the love I wanted. Although I have regrets, that’s all I can do.

, at this point, I live in seclusion and hide my love for the rest of my life.”

"You will know later. Most everyone has a name that they will never forget. That name will become a curse for your life."

"And that person may not be able to grow old hand in hand with you. However, if it is not that person who can be hand in hand until old age, why bother? When I was young, I always thought that my fate was determined by me and not by God. Only when I got older did I realize that life was not determined by fate.

Him!

Only then did Ye Zhenfeng understand who Zhao Xianhe had been obsessed with, and the mantra that had been in his life was the Hua Hairpin.

For some reason, when he saw the two gray-haired old men clinging to each other and leaving, he felt his eyes were moist. After waiting a lifetime, they finally waited for each other. Although it was a little late, the ending was not too bad.

He thought that in the cold mountains from now on, the two lovers would warm each other and accompany each other, and the rest of their lives would be a matter of life and death.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but raise his finger, and the Night Shadow Spirit Butterfly spread its wings and appeared on the tip of his finger. He whispered to the Night Shadow Spirit Butterfly: "Ziyue, I miss you!"

Ziyue, who was far away on the Bloody Island, seemed to have heard his call, and a white spiritual light suddenly flashed on the body of the Night Shadow Spirit Butterfly.

Not far from Ye Zhenfeng, there stood a beauty in white. The wind gently blew her clothes, and the bead curtain she wore on her face trembled in the wind.

This person is none other than Luo Xuehan.

She had been trying to find Ye Zhenfeng in the crowd before. She didn't know why. She knew clearly that he would not come, but she still expected to find him in the crowd.

In the end, she recognized him in the crowd. Although he had a silver mask on his face, her intuition told her that that person was Ye Zhenfeng. So she followed him secretly and followed him quietly.

Along the way, her heart beat faster. She hoped that she had recognized the wrong person, but she also thought it would be good if she could see him again.

The moment she saw Ye Zhenfeng take off his mask, her heartbeat stopped and her breathing stopped, as if everything in the world had stopped.

Ye Zhenfeng turned around and looked back, but she quietly hid behind the wall, not letting him see her.

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The moment she saw him, she suddenly felt that her previous training was all in vain. The person she loved was right in front of her, but she couldn't cry for joy. She could only try to cut off her lovesickness for him in order to make him happy.

Free yourself from pain.

Luo Xuehan did not come forward to say hello, but turned and left.

The tear stains on her forehead flickered faintly, and a stinging pain arose in her heart, which made her frown slightly. She must forget this person, must.

At this moment, she spat out a mouthful of blood. The more she wanted to forget, the more intense her internal organs became.

She weakly supported the huge maple tree beside her and looked up at the sky.

The light passed through the bleeding maple leaves and fell on her eyes. Her eyes were filled with stars, and the tears in her eyes gradually blurred her vision.

She cannot shed tears. Once she sheds tears, the practice of beauty without tears will be in vain, and she will turn into a demon.

If she had not met this person, she might have already cultivated herself into a beauty without tears based on her qualifications. However, she still met him.

Just when her tears were about to fall, a powerful martial spirit suddenly hit her from behind.

Just when Luo Xuehan was about to go crazy, this powerful martial spirit just helped her stabilize her mind. At the same time, she activated the power of ice on her body and sealed herself in ice.

However, the martial soul spirit in her body was not enough to sustain her freezing ability for a long time, and the opponent did not withdraw immediately.

The red maple leaves slowly fell next to the two of them. After a stick of incense passed, they were still inputting martial arts souls to her continuously. Although the martial souls they were receiving were very strong and even extremely pure, the continuous input for such a long time

, will eventually dry up and die.


Chapter completed!