Article 838

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Duke Liu: "..."

The candlesticks in Wushan Temple went out one by one, but the heart of Ta Xianjun lit up little by little. He vaguely felt that Chu nightning was coming soon. The man was probably still dressed in white, with a face of resentment, and a mouth full of morality that was annoying, and probably wanted to avenge Mo Zongshi.

He felt very excited when he thought about it, and the tip of his tongue licked his white teeth and lips. He only left the last bronze tangled floor lamp in the depths of Luo Wei. This is the fire he left for Chu Wanning's desperate moth, telling him that he is here, waiting for him to come and die.

It was late at night, and it started to rain outside the window.

Treading Xianjun put on the most solemn gold silk black robe, tidied up the mattress and pillow by himself, walked around the house, still felt that something was missing, and finally ordered someone to take a jar of Chen The pear blossoms of the year are white, and the water is warm.

This man was drinking a good drink, dressed in costumes, guarding the tent, and stood by the window watching the rain that was getting heavier and heavier outside. From beginning to end, he didn't even summon the shadow of no return.

But he still deceived himself, and while guarding the wine, he thought fiercely: Humph, when Chu Wanning comes, he must let him know what the sword is ruthless!

Chapter 293 [The Peak of Death and Life] Emperor Nagato's Resentment

But until midnight, Chu nightning still did not come.

Treading Xianjun first became manic-depressed, then turned to depression, and then became worried.

The black robe dragged across the gold brick floor, he paced back and forth, and couldn't help but think, what happened to Chu nightning?

The door of life and death is torn apart in time and space. Whether you want to ask the truth or try to stop it, you should come to Wushan Hall to find him. According to the temperament of the Big Dipper Immortal Venerable, even if he lacks arms and legs, he will come to trouble him.

Why not come?

sick? ——Impossible, that guy will definitely come when he is sick.

do not know? ——Maybe I didn't know it before, but the two worlds opened up and changed color, how could I not know.

So……

Standing abruptly, the dark shadow appeared jagged and terrifying under the faint candlelight.

Could it be dead?

Before I could think about it, my fingernails sank into my palm. Ta Xianjun gritted his teeth, and the muscles all over his body were trembling finely.

For eight years, Wushan Temple was a companion, and two years of corpses depended on each other. He spent most of his life with Chu Wanning. So much so that he returned to the world and saw that Chu Wanning didn't even have ashes left, and he went crazy.

For the passing of the teacher, he can accept it, but he does his best to hope that he can be resurrected.

But he couldn't accept the death of Chu nightning at all.

The night was darker, the only candle he had left was about to burn out, the lights were dripping into a pool, and his moths hadn't come yet.

The fear in my heart is getting deeper and deeper, like the ink stains on rice paper that are constantly smudged. He circled back and forth like a vulture, wandering back and forth.

In the end, he sat down on the soft couch like a relief.

But at this moment, he heard a faint sound on the roof.

Ta Xianjun got up suddenly, light and heat seemed to return to his body instantly, his eyes were amazingly bright, and he was full of hatred.

If he were to look at him in a mirror at this time, he would have found that his expression was similar to that of Chen Ajiao, who was playing and singing Nagato's grievances - it's the kind of woman who sits and waits for you to come, and is angry and angry.

He gritted his teeth, and without even waiting for the other party to make a move, he kicked open the hall door and swept up to the roof in the bào rain.

"Chu nightning!"

Crazy unreasonable.

"Why are you so down after he died? Do you not even want to care about the world you are thinking about when he is dead?"

Before the person could see the knife clearly, he slashed up, and in the rain, three or four moves were clanged, and there was a hard and cold sound of metal weapons colliding.

"Don't you say that all beings are the first and the last?! It's only until now that I've been depressed, I've come to a showdown with this seat. What a night Yuheng Big Dipper Immortal Venerable is so promising!"

The other party spoke, and his voice seemed vague in the bào rain: "What a mess..."

Ta Xianjun narrowed his eyes.

He immediately heard that the voice was not from Chu Wanning, which made his anger suddenly flash a trace of clarity. When the other party slashed the sharp blade towards him, his eyes were cold, and the blue light suddenly rose. Knife up and down.

Only the sound of "Zheng" was heard, and the opponent's weapon never lit up from the beginning to the end, so it broke into two pieces under the offensive of Bàonüè of no return, and Qiang Lang fell on the eaves.

"...Whose bastard thing?" After admitting the wrong person, Ta Xianjun became more and more irritable, "I don't even have a decent weapon, and I dare to assassinate this seat."

Shudi raised his hand and pointed Mo Knife at the top of the man's head, the words were cold: "Raise your face."

"..."

The man slowly raised his head.

The thunder cracked in an instant, illuminating his pale face.

Stepping on the bridge of Xianjun's nose wrinkled, his expression was extremely dangerous: "It's you again?"

Xue Meng got up, and his hands were shaking slightly. Stepping Xianjun followed his gaze and saw the two pieces of Longcheng Broken Blades shining brightly on the wet roof, and slowly understood in his heart.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at the drenched youth through the crevices of his eyelashes.

"It seems that you shouldn't say 'again' it's you." Stepping Xianjun said, "but it should say... it's you, my good brother."

The thunder rolled past, and the eardrum seemed to be crushed.

Xue Meng closed his eyes.

"It's the first time to fight with this seat." Ta Xianjun said, "It's really young and innocent years. I don't know how much cuter you are later."

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