ff37; u85c0f; 8bf4; 66f4; 65b0; 6700; 5feb; 5c0f; 8bf4; 9605; 8bfb; 7f51; She saw him, but as if she hadn't seen him at all, still in a frenzy, beneath another man......

For many years, he had resented her, but after a long time, he couldn't hate her! Because he knows that it is the fault of the Demon Desire Sutra, and there are too many people in the rivers and lakes who suffer the same grief as him, but that is the fault of the Demon Desire Sutra...... It's not her fault, it's not his. Over the years, he hated the Demon Sutra and joined the Northern Alliance for this purpose. Rebirth, Rebirth, Battle, Rebirth...... The three major forces can no longer stay, and he did not join the sect in order to seek revenge from Batian and the six sons.

He finally caught up here in Western Xia, killed Batian and Liuzi again and again, tortured them, tortured them in pain...... But his mood did not change because of this. Because when he was tormenting and taking revenge, he still thought of her in his heart.

“…… At the time, it was my fault. However, I love you, I have always loved you, and I want to live with you forever, and I have never, never thought that it was another person. Can you forgive me? If, if I am dirty, I am reborn, I am willing to be reborn! She of the Vulture Palace, as she spoke, cried. Yes, he was an existence she never thought would be replaced, because the demon desires were separated from them, she thought it was all over, she thought she was no longer qualified to stand in front of him, and she was no longer qualified to say a word to him. But the Persian magic voice made her understand that no, what she wanted most was to tell him to his face that she wanted his forgiveness and wanted to start over.

"It's not your fault...... No. It's the fault of the Demon Sutra! You're not wrong, you really aren't...... At that time, I cared too much about other people's eyes, was too afraid of others laughing at me, and was too afraid that I wouldn't forget...... But that's not our fault at all! Why should we give up our feelings because of the fault of the Demon Sutra? I feel so stupid! It's so silly...... "The man hugged her in the Vulture Palace." I couldn't stop crying, and so did the woman......

The crowd was shouting and scolding angrily, cheering happily and happily as they watched others abuse Batian and Liuzi. No one cared about their cries......

"Yi Yun Yi Yun, we are eating hot pot with Master! Where are you? Why don't you always talk back? The sound was transmitted into the secret, and the voice of the purple shirt was still so cheerful. Clear, familiar, catchy. Yiyun heard clearly, but he didn't reply, he leaned against the tree. The gasping for breath, the headache, the taste of a splitting headache made him stop in the woods. He couldn't move...... It's been more than ten days, and it's been more than ten days since I left Ethereal Peak.

This kind of inexplicable, irregular headache appears suddenly, and the root cause cannot be found. But these are not the most terrible, the most terrible thing is that it is accompanied by headaches, and there will be serious instability of artistic conception, sudden loss of memory, and many things when you can't remember headaches...... That kind of experience made Yiyun feel very similar to when the artistic conception of selflessness was first formed. But not really.

At that time he had a bad memory, but it was very bad. Now, however, the lost memories are irregular and intermittent. A road, remember the second step when you walked through...... Step 7...... But the intermediate process is lost. When he felt a headache, he was motionless. But when I recalled after the headache, I found that it was not. More often than not, he doesn't stand still waiting for his headache to go away, but he walks.

"Persian magic sound......" Yiyun clenched her teeth. Suffering the severe pain of a human headache, the only abnormality that I can find is that my soul is shaking slightly. The amplitude is not large, it is not a shaking that will collapse and dissipate at any time like when it is hit hard, but the impact and pain it brings seem to collapse at any time. Influence of Persian Magic Sounds...... Yi Yun can only find this one answer in the end.

Many people have been influenced by the Persian magic sound. In the sound of the piano, he also has. But in the sound of the piano, Yi Yun's reaction was minimal, just like Mo. Because he has never had any doubts about the past, let alone any regrets. That's the path he wants to take, and will take. There is no need to look back, and there is no need to question and deny yourself because of the memories of the past. He had experienced the influence of Persian magic more than once, and it was already a flaw that had been overcome.

Why...... Will it be like this?

Crazy carried a giant sword and walked through the mountains and forests. He didn't ride a horse, because the horse was too expensive, and his sword was too heavy for an ordinary BMW to carry his sword. He also doesn't like to ride a horse, he thinks that riding a horse is not majestic enough, a man should be full of oppressive power, a person, a giant sword, a straight waist, and wander the world without care, that can show the masculinity of the masculine. Crazy usually likes to laugh, and only in front of beautiful women will he pretend to be cool.

But now, he walks alone in the mountains and forests, without the slightest smile on his face.

The abnormal existence of soul fluctuations, barren mountains and mountains, is not a variety of wood that a skilled artist will be interested in. There's just one person here, and he's on the way forward. However, it's not the one who is mad and scared the most. So crazy over those who don't care, continue to carry the sword forward. He was only afraid of Suran, and if Sudazan caught up with him at this time, he would have no choice but to be dragged back by her ears. In order to avoid the surprise, he ran around wildly, missed the place where the three major forces fought the most fiercely with the alliance of the five factions, and had been killing some small characters of the three major forces in frequent running.

One more soul wave.

Mad still doesn't care, because that soul fluctuation is still not sudden. As long as it's not suddenly, he's not afraid.

Greatsword, erected vertically on the ground.

Madness looked at the dark purple figure leaning against the tree, holding his head with one hand, and looking pained, he smiled, never dreaming that he would meet Yi Yun here, Yi Yun was the person he was determined to defeat, and he was also the one who had a grudge. But the crazy gaze quickly left Yi Yun, and he was involuntarily attracted by Yi Yun's side and the little killing that was holding him. Beauty, he has never been immune to beauty.

Little Kill stood under the tree, quietly watching him, gradually, his brows furrowed slightly, and his eyes showed a look of disgust. Tranquil temperament, Chu Chu's weak figure, but accompanied by such a demeanor. Crazy to admire, breathtaking. "I'm crazy." The sound of the madness was loud. With his head held high, his expression and posture revealed unrestrained self-confidence. Little Kill listened, but didn't react, it seemed that he hadn't heard of the name. "You haven't heard of me, it doesn't matter. Because it won't be long before no one on the rivers and lakes doesn't know the name. Beauties like you. You really shouldn't be following the legend of justice—"Wilder than the one-handed giant sword, tall and almost wide." "This kind of power can protect your beauty."

"Get out." The little killer's mouth coldly spit out the word. When she found Yi Yun. I don't know what's wrong with Yiyun, so she's not in a good mood right now. But her anger has no deterrent effect, because there is nothing vicious about her face, and no matter how angry she is, it seems to be in vain. So she laughed wildly, because she felt that Little Kill was beautiful even when she was angry, and the beauty made people crave to hug. Protect herself in her arms and keep her from any harm. Laughing maniacally, the little killing was even more impatient. "Get out of here before I pull out your heart!"

"Why don't you try to dig it out? If I do escape, I will be able to see in my heart, another you. Crazy still smiling, of course he was not afraid of such threats. He wasn't even afraid of Yiyun, how could he be afraid of a beautiful woman?

The red shadow, a flash, the small killing loosens the rhyme at the same time. People flew like meteors! What she hated the most was a frivolous man who was mad, so she didn't make a move, but kicked at the crazy face, not wanting to get her hands dirty. While the giant sword swung slightly, it was too hard, and the hilt of the giant sword pushed forward—a kick of the small killing flying kick was blocked by the hilt, and then, the person was shocked by the powerful force from the hilt of the sword. Fell back.

She looked surprised, surprised by the sheer power of the force, and of course at the seemingly confident defense. Crazy is stronger than she expected, and it's not a waste of fists and legs. But this made the little killer decide to do it. It's not just your feet anymore.

"Slow." Smile wildly, stretch out your hand, and the open palm is wide and steady. "I don't like to fight with beauties the most, and now that I know the name of the beautie, of course I can go." Crazy over the shoulder of the sword, showing a confident and very attractive smile, not caring that the little slaughter responded with a deep look of disgust. He only remembered Yi Yun at this time, so his eyes fell on Yi Yun, looked at it for a moment, and smiled. "Tell him when he's better that I'm crazy and won't kill him when he's ineffective! Because I want to defeat him with dignity and let the people in the rivers and lakes know that my crazy sword is the second strongest sword in the world! ”

"Neurotic!" Little Kill looked at the back of the departing man, and his stomach was inexplicably angry. Immediately secretly relieved, if you go crazy and do it to Yi Yun, the small kill really doesn't know if you can protect Yi Yun well, the flaw of the speed flow is that the master who can't face the hard sweat power flow, in the battle, you must use the advantage of speed to create the fatal moment when the opponent can't parry, so, if you go crazy and swing your sword straight to Yi Yun to kill, if you can't kill crazy in three or two moves, Yi Yun will be in danger of being hit by the sword.

"Don't worry." Yi Yun pointed to the depths of the mountain forest, and he remembered that there was a cave in the depths of the mountain, and there was a road to a cold lake in the cave. Little Kill supported him, trying his best to maintain a speed that would not make Yi Yun more uncomfortable, and would not be unnecessarily delaying time, and he was too careful and slow to run slowly, and went in the direction that Yi Yun pointed......

Xixia City, the gate of the city.

On the branches of the two big trees, iron chains were wrapped around the bodies of Baten and Liuzi, hanging them from the trees.

Both were already dying.

Most of the people who come and go in and out of the gates of Xixia City will stop and watch for a while, discuss for a while, or spit for a while before leaving.

Batian and Liuzi had long been accustomed to this kind of situation, and they were hung numbly, allowing people to scold and point out by people who passed by.

Madness stood under the tree, looking up at the Decepticon. For a long time, he was dying, and Batian, who had his eyes closed, didn't open his eyes to look at him. "Hey, bastard, offal...... Trash, see who I am? ”

Batian opened his eyes, half-open, and looked at him for a moment, smiling coldly with disdain. "That's all you can do."

Laughing wildly, he sat cross-legged on the ground, opened his baggage, ate chicken legs, and drank fragrant wine. He doesn't have much money, because the money is used for eating and drinking, and it is spent on women, so he never gives him too much money, and he is not a man who can make money by trading, but because he is coming to see Batian, he specially bought a pot of good wine, just to be greedy. Rokuko opened his eyes, awakened by the smell of wine, and watched, but did not say anything. His memory of madness was already a little blurry, but when he saw the giant sword, he quickly remembered it.

"It's crazy, it's good that we used to be brothers who fought together in the past, and now it's interesting to run around and fall into the well?"

"No, no, no, no!" Laughing wildly, laughing happily. "I'm not here to kill you, nor am I here to torture and abuse you. I'm either going to kill or scold me. I can't do cruel and abusive things, and I don't have any interest in doing them. Eating meat and drinking wine, he took out a painting from his bosom and unfolded it. In the painting, a woman dressed in white looks at the sky with a cold expression.

"What do you mean?" Batian frowned slightly, looking at the painting, and felt inexplicably worried.

"The sand between your fingers is beautiful! In fact, I thought she was very beautiful back then, and besides, she used to be a woman with Yiyun, I said earlier, a woman with Yiyun, I was crazy. "Laughing wildly, talking unashamedly since ancient times, looking at the paintings, drinking wine." I'm here to tell you that I'm going to have it between my fingers. Half a year, within half a year, I will bring her to your overlord and tell you the fact that I have completely possessed her in front of you. ”

On Batian's face, the muscles beat involuntarily, and the fierce light in his eyes was as cold as a hungry wolf.

That's the kind of look in the eyes. I have clear grievances, you bullied my wife back then, it wasn't Ranran's fault, I don't blame her at all. But you bastard, I'm sure I'm going to have to let you know how awesome. Now that you're a waster, there's no point in killing you, it's not revenge. I thought about it, and there was a way. How did you bully my wife at the beginning, how did I return the sand between my fingers, don't you love her now? That's good, if you don't love you, you can't understand my mood back then. ”

"Just you? Dream on! ”

Crazy put away the scroll, drank the wine in the pot, and stuffed the chicken bones without meat into Batian's mouth, nose, and ears, "That'......, the sand between the fingers is not so easy to use." But I'm not sure I'll be able to tell you this? Ever heard of Persian magic? Do you know why I'm coming to you now? Because I'm so busy practicing that thing, how can I tell you this if I haven't practiced it. ”

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Today's third chapter, add more word chapters, and supplement the fourth chapter of the alliance master: favorite rhyme.

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