The world is a big chessboard, and all human beings are just chess pieces. No matter how powerful Li Tu is, he can't jump out of the chessboard. He is just a chess piece in the hands of the immortals.
Seeing this evil anomaly, the incarnation of disaster, the gray master who cannot be looked directly at has a strange smile. It is ancient and broken, its aura is illusory, and there is no gaze. The dense and wanton whispers are like thousands of ancient beasts.
Howling in the ears, great terror, great disaster!
The Gray Lord is extremely powerful.
And everything Li Tuqiong did in his life was not out of their control, how terrible it was.
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"What do you mean? The evil god has been secretly watching me?"
Li Tu finally understood these terrifying conspiracies. He was frightened like thunder, his heart beat like thunder, and his eyes flashed with the illusive power of ultimate annihilation thunder. At this time, his body was like a god, just like after the oil ran out and the lamp died.
of reflection.
The Gray Lord mocked and laughed: "How stupid. I just realized it now. From the moment you stepped into the primitive world, you have been deeply involved in the chess game of floating life. You are just a humble container. The power of the Abyss Lord in you is full of resentment.
The demons were all planned by the evil god, and the power of the god of heaven has been stolen. There is no inheritance of the god of god in the world. That old guy was so powerful at the time that he completely defeated the evil god and the evil mother. It was simply unbelievable.
.It's a pity that he doesn't know how to calculate. It's too difficult to kill the evil god. He uses you as a pawn to deprive the god of heaven's power, and then uses the immortal body of the divine abyss to welcome the evil god's arrival."
"This is the chess game itself."
"Understood?"
Li Tu's back felt cold, and waves of complete cold air emerged from his body out of thin air. It was terrifying and vicious. Before he decided to come to the place where the Gray Lord came, he discussed it with the Master of Tongtian Pavilion and came to the conclusion
Even if there aren't too many mistakes, the worst outcome would be to welcome the arrival of a new god. How natural.
But what he never expected was that he was the only chess piece and could not disobey him. The evil god had been watching him a long time ago.
This is fate!
Xue Ying stood in front of Li Tu, wearing a golden robe that touched the floor. She had a pale face, dazzling blond hair, and a pair of exceptionally pure golden eyes. Although her appearance was still green, she already had the grace and bearing of being in charge of a night city. She stood there
In front of the man, there are thousands of troops blocking him, and they are also blocking an ancient gray mist. It is so terrifying, but it is of no use, but her embodiment of courage has explained everything. This is the master of the gray mist, who is it?
Anyone who blocks it will die.
She gritted her teeth and held on: "I don't allow you to touch him."
There seemed to be a little lion roaring in her eyes.
"Hey, little princess of Night City, your mother may be able to stop me when she comes, but it's a pity that you can't. Just wait a little longer. When you can become a monk of high status like your mother, you may be able to make something useful.
It’s the influence of the choice. All the dark tragedies in this world are caused by insufficient strength. Don’t doubt yourself, it’s not your fault, haha.” The Gray Lord smiled indifferently, as if everything in front of it was insignificant.
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"Girl, I respect the power of Ye City. When that powerful man went crazy, even the Evil God did not dare to stop him. In addition, in the future, accompanying the Evil God to conquer the world will require the help of the power of corruption, so I will give Ye City some face and will let you go.
A way to survive.”
"As for it, just die for me."
The old man with white hair and white clothes suddenly poked out the giant claws of the sky from the gray fog. There was boiling and scorching air lingering between the death claws, like a torrential will of death. This was a kind of destructive and suppressed desperate gaze. Mortals
There is absolutely no way to stop it.
"erase!"
Just like the heavenly constitution in your mouth, like the supreme edict, once it is violated, a catastrophic disaster will happen, which is unstoppable!
Li Tu's will was wiped out in an instant.
The soul is scattered.
In the dark, I seemed to hear the heart-rending sound of pain.
"I'm sorry, Xue Ying. I'm a very weak person and I really can't keep you. Don't worry about me. You have to be good."
He turned into a ray of death soul, drifting quietly in the long river of time. For some reason, it should have been dragged to the hell of all evils, but it didn't. He floated in the long river, feeling a wave of
The strange gentle power and call.
In the land of the Gray Lord, Li Tu's remains lay there, with the evil and malicious power of the abyss floating on his body. He was the incarnation of immortality and could not be wiped away by thunder and calamity. Like the power of an ancient curse, it seemed to be a statue with
The nightmarish power of immortality.
In addition, there is a soft and wanton halo, which seems to be struggling slightly, but in this cage of death, it is all in vain. This is the divine power of heaven.
There is also a body of Tao Yun, a profound and peerless genius incarnation, burdened with an unsolvable fate and magical energy.
The thunder was rolling, and the dark clouds in the sky were like thick water. It was impossible to see clearly. It seemed to carry a huge and frightening destructive power. It was oppressive and dull, like an unknown and terrifying disaster. After being buried and sealed for countless years,
When he woke up again, at the feet of the ancient powerful man, there seemed to be a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. The resentment and demonic pressure like thunder and tsunami were crazy and unstoppable, just like the world-shattering disaster.
After countless ancient years, the greatest enemy of the ancient world, the evil god, has finally been resurrected. It comes with blood and violence, and is bound to provoke a war throughout the entire ancient world!
A thick pillar of black mist fell from the sky, tearing the sky apart, strong winds, lightning and thunder, the world was whimpering, and an inexplicable sense of oppression, trembling, panic, and destruction roared out.
This pillar is so huge that it can be seen from anywhere in the wilderness.
It is the evil god.
The world is the most evil place.
A majestic Iron Mad Throne, covered with endless blood-dark thorns, filled with oppressive aura of death, and with overlapping spells roaring and surging, was born. This is the throne of the evil god, and it must be there.
Revenge on the throne makes those rebellious subjects as humble as mud prostrate themselves in worship, and it will take over the power of the world!
The evil god is back!
It will become the uncrowned king of the world.
A nameless person who is above all living beings!
The evil god is above.
Li Tu's face changed drastically, and his body became huge. A pair of evil dark magic wings came out from the spine behind his back, as if they were made in heaven, and the road was natural. A pair of evil eyes as black as ink opened in the center of his eyebrows.
It is the ultimate darkness and chaotic will in the world. The purple skin is engraved with dense ancient incantations, making people feel dizzy and unable to think at a glance.
This is the true face of the evil god.
It has a green face and fangs, three eyes are all open, a majestic body, and evil wings like swords.
It is the legendary monster recorded in ancient books, the incarnation of great disaster, great terror, and immortality!
Die!
The evil god stands with his hands behind his back, his aura is strong, and behind him is the representative Evil Death Pillar, which declares his return, his will to die and despair, and will never fall. The flames of the Avengers will burn the wilderness, and this time, it is destined to
To join forces with the Evil Mother, the eight gods outside the world are dead, and all the ancient powers have been brutally devoured. Some of them have not yet fallen, but they are trapped in the demonic obstacles of Taoism and cannot escape, let alone ascend to the upper world. This countless
The great world of Nian is finally dying. There is no fresh aura in the ancient world, and the will of heaven has been abandoned by the ancient avenue. It will eventually collapse and disintegrate like those stars that continue to die, and it is not worth mentioning. And these are all caused by,
It is all the work of the evil god. He wants to be famous all over the world. He makes the world like a sea of fire and uses all the evil spirits of all living beings for his own use.
The cyan evil god is like a visitor from outside the world, full of great terror and ominousness. You cannot look directly at the immortal. Anyone who looks at it will die without a burial place and become a disaster.
At its feet, there is a powerful gray master prostrate.
It stared into the distance with empty eyes, but the corners of its mouth curled up slightly in an evil and strange way.
After so many years of planning, countless talented and brilliant monks were buried with hatred, and countless celestial beings died and fell at its feet, but it was the god who had the last laugh.
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Tomb Burial Ridge, a place where countless resentful souls exist, and terrifying monsters, as if they are controlled, are guarding here desperately, with crazy and arrogant expressions.
Among these monsters, there is a huge and terrifying bone-dark dragon, and there is also a blood-colored bone flower that blooms completely in a pool of blood, which is terrifying. On the vines of the blood flower, one by one is as pure white as snow.
His eyes were dull and lifeless. Looking at the battlefield, there were also two blood-dark horns growing on his head, as sharp as blades. There were four pairs of eyes as sharp as blood on his forehead. His aura was full of demonic flames, and he was frightened and frightened.
The terrifying three-headed yakshas, roaring and densely packed, are running wildly in the wilderness. They are hunters in the dark night, trying to devour the flesh and blood of all living people.
There are also faceless eight-armed giants, their demonic bodies are high and swaying, hidden in the clouds and mist, almost as tall as the mountains.
These chaotic, violent, bloodthirsty and cruel monsters have been sealed in the tombs for countless years. Their raging resentment is like substance. Now they are released by the Gray Lord. They want to vent and destroy everything. The entanglement of the curse
The energy is bound to his body, the monster is terrifyingly powerful and difficult to kill, and the evil spirit is lifeless.
A group of human monks who came from all over the world and were invited by the four great sages of the prehistoric era stepped into the chaotic ancient forbidden land for the first time. In order to kill the Gray Lord and prevent the evil god from coming, each of them was powerful and had profound knowledge. Otherwise, they would
They are not worthy of coming here at all. The strong men of the older generation are as heavy as the abyss and the sea. The young peerless geniuses are eager to try, their eyebrows are flying, as if they want to become famous in a battle here, and everyone is watching. These young kings
Encountering the troubled times here and stirring up troubles are almost half of the foundation of the prehistoric times.
However, they were brutally attacked by deadly monsters.
Those monsters are not afraid of death, have long lifespans, explode with vicious curses and spells, and appear in strange shapes. There seems to be an endless supply of desperate measures. And those monsters like monuments are immortal, difficult to kill, cunning, and young.
The energetic monks suffered numerous casualties in an instant, but they quickly reacted.
The newly-rising Huangsha martial artist took the lead with his sword and traveled far away with his sword. He stood on the tip of the sword with an indifferent spirit. He had an extraordinary demeanor and was wearing hunting robes. He was also fearless and faced eleven powerful beasts.
The mighty bone dragons, those dragon bone thorns are awe-inspiring, and the demonic power is deep. The huge skeleton is white and miserable, as if it has been buried in the ground for countless years and then revived. The empty eye sockets are filled with the color of blood and darkness. They roar and charge towards them.
It seemed that he felt the terrifying hostility of this human sword cultivator.
The sky is full of murderous intent, the angry dragon is rolling in the clouds, the sharp and fierce sword light is fleeting, bursting out with fierce sky light, immortal, like Shura in the sword, the whole world is his throne, he is free and happy,
The great sword cultivators of the human race were so majestic that they were invincible. One after another, huge and desperate bone dragons fell in the sword light, smashing down from the end of the world. They were shattered into pieces, and their bones were white and white, without a trace of soul.
The martial artist stood in the sea of clouds, with the dark and exploding bone dragon in his hand, like a toy, and a sword that shone through the nineteen states.
This is the newly promoted Sword Master.
He is as angry as a dragon.
Its sword is invisible and indestructible!
In addition, groups of monks are fearless in their death attacks, wave after wave, never ending. Although the dark monsters are powerful, the number of human monks is also very large, and under this life and death crisis, they can't stop at all.
No matter what, endless taboo methods were used, and various immortal cultivation techniques emerged one after another, exploding and boiling, causing those monsters to retreat step by step, leaving only pus-like remains.
However, at the moment when the fighting was the most intense, it seemed as if the earth was shaking, everything was extinguishing, the sky was torn apart, and a big hand of black air covering the sky came from the great void outside the territory, violent and murderous.
, tore everything apart, and a pillar of the evil god suddenly descended from the sky. It was unstoppable and unstoppable. The black pillar cracked, and the evil god came to the world.
A sky-covering evil eye stared coldly at the entire wilderness.
Every monk felt a chill in his back instantly, and a great fear hit his heart. It was like an inner demon had descended, which could not be cut off, and the Tao Yuan would be destroyed in one day.
This is the power of the evil god.
It comes with the flames of ancient revenge, and it wants to be the enemy of the whole world.
"Damn it, the evil god is still resurrected, what should I do? Are those powerful people already planning to escape, leaving me waiting here to fight like an idiot? It's very reluctant, it's ridiculous." Someone yelled in a broken voice.
Blood rained from the sky, evil rain fell, and the power of the evil god overwhelmed the world. Countless monks fell to their knees, as if they were going to become supporters of the throne of God. Who dares to resist in front of God? Anyone who rebels will die!
In the dark rainstorm, two soft and boneless women in red were standing in the rain, their eyes solemn, their small faces as white as white, their jet-black hair wet, hanging down to their ankles, her figure slender and graceful,
That kind of noble temperament arises spontaneously and is as natural as nature.
Like a beautiful woman in the rain, with her face turned to the sky, her beauty is as beautiful as the moon.
They are helpless.
"Sister, many years of long-cherished wishes were finally destroyed. We still failed. The will of the ancients may have dissipated like smoke. How many ancients have tried to stay alive just to stop this thing, but it's useless. Evil God
Or have we returned again? Where should we go? Who will be responsible for the troubles caused by the world? Li Tu failed. It is really sad. We should not ask for too much. I am afraid he has died under the throne of the evil god.
With his proud character, he will never surrender." Suzaku said with a sad face.
"Hey, everything is destined. All living beings are transferred quickly. We and other divine beasts are all born due to the will of heaven. If it dies, we will die too. Even if we don't die, we will have to pay a huge and tragic price." The woman in red shook her head.
Her eyes were confused and she didn't know what to do.
The evil god has returned, and everyone is in ups and downs.
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Empty Taoshan.
Taoist temples are dotted among the mountains, and Taoist priests wearing ancient Taoist robes walk in the sea of clouds, just like flying in the clouds and mist. The Taoism is natural and full of a fairy spirit that is incomparable.
A woman with black eyes and black hair, wearing black clothes and an expression as frosty as snow, stood quietly on the top of the mountain.
Like a pearl in the dark night.
Her figure is like a sword, slender and beautiful, like an ink-colored flower blooming on the top of a mountain, unparalleled in beauty and unstained by dust.
Her face is plain white, her lips are red, and she is dressed in ink-like black clothes, covering her exquisite and undulating body. She has pure ink eyes, thick black hair, and emerald green jade. Her whole body is full of aura, like the incarnation of divine will, pure and flawless,
The exquisite craftsmanship, each stroke, is the purest and most delicate beauty. The beauty is as substantial as every inch of green, which reminds people of the heavy snow on the branches and the blooming at its peak!
Beside him were two maids surrounded by pearls and emerald green.
The maid is respectful and courteous.
This girl in black clothes is full of jade and noble aura, as blurry as smoke, as ethereal as Tianren, and untouchable.
She is the last sect of the Shangu Taoist sect, the last retreating disciple of the old Taoist ancestor who has been in retreat for many years.
Taoist woman, Lu Yun.
Lu Yun's dark eyes stared at the Evil God Pillar that shocked the world. The Evil God was so cruel and evil that he was so provocative. I was afraid that some people didn't know about its return.
Her figure is like the night, and every move she makes is full of Tao Yun and spiritual energy. The beauty of the natural landscape seems to be breathtaking.
"Evil God, you are causing harm to the world. We, the righteous people, must kill you with the sword. Don't be too arrogant." The girl tweeted angrily. She did not have the tenacity of the Taoist heart, but she did things according to her heart, and she was smooth and smooth.
, the Taoist method seems to have arisen at the historic moment.
"The ancestor wants to summon you." An old Taoist holding the Buddha's dust stepped on a flawless crane, flying in the clouds with an ethereal figure.
The old Taoist closed his eyes and rested his mind, saying that he was wandering in the sky, everything was very indifferent, as if he had seen through the world of mortals. The old Taoist did not seem to have the sense of unfounded worry that the Taoist woman had.
The girl picked up a small white flower and skipped to the old Taoist temple.
This old Taoist temple stands on the top of the mountains, overlooking the world. It has existed for countless years and is very long. It seems to have existed at the same time as Tao Mountain. This is the place where Tao ancestors of all ages have practiced, and Tao Mountain is the most sacred place.
, the ancestors of all generations have come here. This place is full of wonderful aura related to the heavenly evolution of the great road. It is very conducive to practice and enlightenment. It is much more powerful and ancient than those ancient holy places and super training places.
This may be the real miracle.
"Master, I'm in." The girl stood outside the wooden door, standing on tiptoe, leaning forward with her soft body, crisp and agile, her voice was sweet and crisp, as if she had a piece of candy in her mouth.
Her black hair is fluttering like a natural elf. At this moment, she can definitely charm all living beings in the world.
The wooden door opened silently.
The girl stuck out her tongue, restrained her playful expression, and pretended to be solemn. Her dark eyes were cold and silent. The road to becoming an immortal was long and too long. It seemed not suitable for this lively girl. She should have been traveling around the world, not
Her Taoist heart was covered in dust, and she was bound to this tiny place, unable to pursue freedom. Unfortunately, her Taoist talent was so terrifying that it was simply unparalleled. Otherwise, the miraculous appearance of this girl would not have caused a sensation in the world.
The beauty is as beautiful as the city, and the posture is as stunning as the sky.
Incomparable, like a god.
That day, there was heavy snowfall, and a little girl with porcelain and jade-like skin was wrapped in a quilt. She was alone. She did not cry or scream, but looked curiously at the world and nature with her spiritual eyes, as if
The beauty of newborn is touching.
She has been in this world before, and she is very good.
She blooms in the heavy snow, like ink-colored petals, pure and fragrant.
The night was so dark that the scenery was invisible. The snow fell on the tip of her eyebrows and then melted. She was not afraid. She just smiled, full of joy. She was like a daughter of nature.
The girl has no home, and Tao Mountain is her home. She has no relatives. All the upright people in this world can be friends with her, and they are better than relatives and friends. She is unrestrained, and lives in a natural Taoist way. Her world is only so big, and the experienced Taoists take strict precautions.
Guard to the death and prevent her from walking out of Daoshan. Let her stay well and wait for her own destiny.
She waited obediently, without crying or fussing, just like before.
She is actually very lonely, but no one understands her thoughts.
She has forgotten the past and is heartless. I am the happiest, like a grain of light, in a trance.
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"Master, what's the matter? You haven't played with me for a long time." The girl said aggrievedly, but the playfulness in her eyes was not concealed.
Sitting in the ancient Taoist temple, the old Taoist has been sitting for countless years and has never understood the true meaning of the Taoism. His body is covered with dust, his white eyebrows are as white as weeping willows, and his eyes are vicissitudes of life, as if two dark whirlpools are spinning quietly, and it is unfathomable.
It is as if God's will cannot be violated.
The futon under the old Taoist man is an ancient Taoist artifact.
The Taoist smiled and said, "Do you know why I called you here?"
"I don't know." The girl kicked her feet, doing nothing.
"Your Tao has come, it's time for you to go. Tao Mountain can't accommodate you. We are master and disciple, and I'm afraid we will never see each other again. But the inheritance of Tao Mountain cannot be cut off. The power of the evil god is too strong. All Taoists
Everyone is going to die, this is a dead end, but you can’t die, your way is not here, I have thought about it over and over again, I was so soft-hearted and took you to the mountain, it was a mistake, this is not your way, the way to the mountain has always been from the beginning.
In the end, I didn’t firmly choose you, so go ahead, Taoist Girl.”
The Taoist's voice was gentle and powerful, as if he was talking about an insignificant matter. Their birth, old age, illness and death were like illusory things, not worth mentioning.
The girl's eyes suddenly turned red. She covered her face and cried: "Master, I don't want to leave. I want to die with Daoshan."
Her tone was so decisive and sad. She had never been so sad before. She was so infatuated and in love in the blink of an eye.
The old Taoist shook his head gently, with kind eyes: "Why? The world is big, and your freedom is there."
"You can't stay here. This is the long-cherished wish of your senior brothers and sisters."
The girl stopped talking, sobbing, and didn't know where to start.
The old Taoist looked at the newly grown girl with gentle eyes, and his memories were like scattered sand, bit by bit, drop by drop, and in the blink of an eye, he seemed to have returned to the ancient past.
You and I met each other in the past, but we met in the mountains and seas.
That day was also a sad day. The young Taoist with aged eyes had just inherited the position of Daoshan. He broke into the Death Mountain alone and came back injured. His Taoist base almost collapsed and he became a sinner of the mountain gate for all eternity. He was disheartened and never stopped.
No avenue in sight.
It's a pity that I saw her at the bottom of the mountain.
She was extremely pure, small, curious and agile. She was lying there, her dark eyes reflecting the face of the young Taoist. The corners of her mouth were raised, and she was laughing happily, with a strong smile.
In an instant, I suddenly woke up. It turns out that the great road is right in front of me, and everything is covered by mundane things.
Over the years, the ancient and long years have passed with the snap of a finger.
All eyes are on her.
Just like the kindness of the elder.
He was in seclusion to recuperate and now he can't retreat. Because of this, Tao Mountain exists, the prehistoric era is no longer, and the evil god is raging. He must stand up, like those heroes in ancient times, draw their swords and fight!
In order not to leave home again!
The wind is surging.
The trend is unstoppable!
She left, and the Taoist girl walked down Tao Mountain in a dejected figure. A light snow fell on the top of the mountain. The snow pressed on the top of the Taoist temple, coating it with a plain white color. Mysterious, the dark-colored girl turned back
Looking up, she saw the distant mountains and the fluttering snowflakes. Her black hair hung down to her waist, and her eyes were aura. She jumped onto an ancient mountain road, heading towards an unknown distance. She was stupid and innocent.
mind.
The aura of the entire Tao Mountain was given to her alone.
She is the richest in the world.
She wants to embrace the whole world!
For the first time in so many years, Lu Yun left home and said goodbye to his relatives.
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This is a chess game that subverts the world. The world is like a pagoda, boiling and boiling. Everyone is struggling. Only by seizing the last trace of life can we truly wake up and live. This is a luxury hope.
There are all kinds of people in this world, and there are all kinds of things. Many things are unreasonable and unreasonable. Wherever the road leads, the road lies under your feet. The spring and autumn are prosperous, and mortals live and die in a hurry. For hundreds of years, they make calculations and calculations, but in the end they fail.
If you can't get anything, then everything will be reduced to nothing, like ashes, so what are you holding on to? Gains, losses, interests, what do they matter in the face of the true meaning of the great road and the long-term vision? They are not worth mentioning at all!
Therefore, there are so many people who risk their lives to pursue the eternal road to the sky. How many ancient people choose to sleep just for this reason.
We monks only want to live forever, and everything else can be discarded!
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Yandang Mountain.
The place where immortals were cultivated.
This is a behemoth, its strength is comparable to that of the Great Qin Immortal Dynasty, but it is located on the border of the Demon Realm. It is very chaotic here. Black Stingtian leads endless demons with a fierce momentum. Many defenders flee without fighting. The demonic calamity is too terrible, so
Everywhere they go, there is a river of blood, which cannot be stopped at all. The attitude of the Xiuxian Dynasty is also very ambiguous and strange. It seems that it does not want to get involved in the disaster of the Demon Realm, because its momentum is too strong to stop, and it wants to give up the city.
Some martyrs in the city did not want to retreat, so they decided to join forces and fight to the death here.
How heroic!
How pitiful too.
Standing at the front was a slender girl wearing armor, short hair, bright eyes, and energetic. Her aura-filled eyes stared at the dark battle formation.
She was holding a huge broad sword, her face was pale, her short hair was fluttering in the wind, her face was beautiful, and she had an indescribable heroic spirit.
She is Zhao Qing.
A loving person will be abandoned by ruthlessness!
This is her hometown. She was once homeless. Ten years ago, her family was captured by the devil during a calamity. Only she managed to escape under the cover of her family. It was very hateful.
At that time, she was heartbroken, confused, drinking all day long, like an abandoned child.
Finally, I suddenly woke up.
Joining the army again and again to practice,
Challenge the limits again and again.
The girl has great ambitions, and she vows to quell the demonic realm.
It's hard, it's hard.
Years of hard work are just a drop in the ocean, not worth mentioning, very difficult, very hopeless. But she is very persistent, and she never gives up even though she is exhausted and frustrated again and again.
How unfair is the law of heaven!
She had been defeated by the devil countless times, and she had also fled for her life in a panic under the cover of her teammates countless times, like a defeated dog.
Can you think about it?
Under the bloody setting sun, wolf smoke was everywhere, and the soldiers were burning like fire, layer upon layer. The army was defeated like a mountain, and close friends were killed at the pass. The devil rode on horseback, drank strong wine, laughed wantonly, and trampled on people.
It was refreshing and dripping, but failed. And she, that poor girl, was holding an old horse and holding a bloody sword. She was in a miserable state and her face was pale. She was walking on the ancient road in the wilderness, alone. Behind her was
The setting sun, the wind and sand are too strong, charming to the eyes.
It would be fine if sometimes I died under someone else's sword.
Zhao Qing thought so.
However, God's will is this.
Every time she lived, she was like a defeated dog. She faced challenges and failures again and again. She cried every night and cried until she dried up. Only by clenching the sword in her hand could she prove her existence.