A loud "thump" sounded, and Chi Yingjun knelt directly on the ground with both knees.

A battle axe was inserted into his left chest to his shoulder blade.

The white dragon robe was dyed red from large pieces of blood.

It's like a flower blooming on the banks of the Forgetful River.

The smell of blood is strong and everywhere.

Chiyingjun's eyes tightened, and his red eyes reflected the proud figure of a woman.

He knelt in a mess, and a pool of blood was formed under his knees.

She was bathed in the evening breeze and starlight, holding a battle axe in her hand, and looking down at him with her eyes down.

"Puchi--"

Blood gushed out of Chi Yingjun's mouth.

His eyes widened, bloodshot, and tears were covered and flowing out in an instant.

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"Is it you?"

He asked tremblingly, blood spilling out from his lips and teeth.

In the end, sincerity cannot resist the sway of interests.

Times change, and fortunes make people feel like they are.

Looking forward to Chu Yue's answer, I seemed to be afraid of something.

Chu Yue did not look at him again, but looked at the night in the distance: "The sincere and open gentleman's wind, the eagle attacked the sky and fought for freedom..."

Hundreds of thousands of wronged souls extinguish the young man's light.

It also disappointed Chu Yue very much.

After all, I can't go back to the past.

I couldn't go back to the top of the mountain and saw the light and heat in the boy's eyes.

"There is no gentleman's style, and there is no free man."

Chu Yue let out a low laugh.

Although ninety thousand years ago, it was just a dream for her.

But when she learned that Chi Yingjun was cruel and ruthless and killed so many creatures, she was heartbroken and regretted that she was unable to make a living.

When Chi Yingjun heard these two words, he finally understood it completely.

There is nothing wrong.

It is self-deprecating, bitter, and ultimate helplessness and sorrow.

She had saved him from water and fire, and was both a teacher and a friend. The successor of the sword technique she cultivated was a wrong path.

It was the Lord of the Temple of the War God who taught him sword skills day and night ninety thousand years ago.

she--

It's no coincidence!

It's his sister!

"Ahhhhhhhhh!" Chi Yingjun raised his head and roared, tears burst out from his eyes, and his black hair turned gray, scattered in the sky.

Come back.

But he had no face to meet, and he was not even worthy of this name.

"No, no."

Chi Yingjun shook his head, tears blurred his vision, and his throat hurt to bleeding.

How could he meet his sister like this?

How could he?

Ninety thousand years!

How did he come here!

Ninety thousand years have passed.

Ninety thousand years have passed!

He can't forget it!

Can't forget it!

The happiest period in his life was on the top of the Fenglin City.

After his sister left, he went down the mountain with great ambitions, was deceived, bullied, and harmed.

At that time, he was thinking, it would be great if he had not gone down the mountain, and it would be great if his sister would be there.

His sister, no one is allowed to bully him.

He wants to save the people and be a good person for his family.

But when he gave his kindness to a stranger, he was ruined by more than a dozen men who were inferior to pigs and dogs.

He waited for dawn with darkness in his heart, and he tried hard to survive with his broken body.

After a lot of coldness, he was waiting for an opportunity in Beizhou.

He hates it!

I hate the heaven, the people, the unfairness of the turbid world, and the white clouds are the vast dogs!

He just thought.

If you become the successor of the dragon, you can find your sister.

After becoming the monarch of Beizhou, he went crazy to find the Lord of the Temple of the God of War.

He can't find it!

Because if you don’t eat, you really can’t find your sister.
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