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Chapter 918

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    Watching Yuan Yang fly away, Mu Yunle stood by the edge of the forest, his shirt fluttering in the wind, quite slender.

    Suddenly, she sighed full of melancholy, turned around and went back, brushing the branches and leaves, dazed in a daze.

    Master often said that the so-called sadness and suffering are the destruction of beautiful things. Whether it is a relationship or a character, one has to make people feel distressed, so that there are all kinds of emotions later, and this is how I feel now.

    In the past, the big man who was shining in the world and swallowed thousands of miles like a tiger, now the ancient Buddha with blue lamp, is desolate and miserable. Just thinking about it makes people feel emotional and feel sorry for him.

    She was standing in the forest, not far away was Master Zhending sitting cross-legged, the famous "Crazy Sword" Su Meng ten years ago.

    It turned out to be him There is a battle with the gods, no wonder Bodhisattva Huanxi wanted to escape when he saw him, and with the power of Ananda's breaking precepts and sword skills, it's no wonder Venerable Wanchong was frightened out of his wits when he was seriously injured

    Looking at that haggard and vicissitudes of life face, recalling the heroic masculinity and high-spiritedness described in many anecdotes in the world, she felt emotional ups and downs, and she lamented that good fortune made people, the world is impermanent, and there is hidden sadness.

    Mu Yunle took a light breath, walked over, and said with a smile: "Master, where are we going next?"

    She no longer wanted to inquire about the stories hidden under the silence and sadness. It must be an unbearable past. If she asked, it would be like stabbing a knife in the heart of Master Zhending.

    Ten years is a long time, and there have been great changes. At that time, I was still a fledgling yellow-haired girl, fighting cocks and teasing dogs all day long. Now I am well-known in the world, with a small accomplishment in swordsmanship. Master Zhending¡¯s grief must be very heavy, and he will only be hidden for ten years.  , Castle Peak does not change!

    Then she saw Master Zhending opened his eyes, looking like an ancient well as always, the corners of his eyes and brows were full of exhaustion, he got up slowly, with his hands hanging down naturally, and said in a low voice:

    "Since you're here, come out."

    Now that you are here, come out?  It's not the first day for Mu Yunle to walk in the rivers and lakes. If he tastes something wrong, he can pull out his long sword with a single stroke, and the spirit that blends into the world spreads outward, presenting all the nearby bits and pieces in the sea of ??mind.

    Click, the sound of a branch breaking, she looked back, and saw a middle-aged man with a toga and long sleeves walking out of the forest on the other side.  The demon-like enchanting charm, leisurely and slow steps, and a relaxed and calm expression made Mu Yunle come up with a poem:

    Ren Pingsheng, a misty rain!

    As he walked step by step, there was nothing in his senses!  Mu Yunle's eyes contracted, and the hidden memories were naturally activated, and various descriptions and images gradually overlapped with the person in front of him.

    This is¡­¡­

    This is "Magician" Han Guang!

    In the past thousands of years, the most outstanding and stunning figure of evil spirits!

    He stepped out two years ago and has become an Earth Immortal. He won the third place in the Heaven Ranking even after a brief fight with Su Wuming.

    This kind of demon is enough to force the Huanhua Sword Sect to close the mountain gate and defend itself. A little carelessness will destroy the sect Mu Yunle has an illusory feeling of being trapped in a dream. To her, a magician is like a legend.  Existing in the stories that are connected by word of mouth, I never thought that I would meet him before the location!

    Dongdongdong, Mu Yunle's heart was beating extremely fast, and the hand holding the sword was full of cold sweat. It was no different from being unable to draw the sword when facing Huanxi Bodhisattva. Now he is normal, but it is unprecedentedly clear that this sword will definitely not hit the opponent.  will hurt yourself.

    This does not come from a clear comparison of realms, but a hunch from the unity of man and nature.

    "Heaven" is the Emperor of Heaven, and the Emperor of Heaven is Han Guang!

    The hidden aura seemed to be surging, and Mu Yunle felt suffocated standing behind Meng Qi. At this moment, she saw the "magician" stop casually, standing in front of a certain opportunity, and said with a slight smile  :

    "I haven't seen you for ten years, and Kuang Dao has become a lone monk. It's really embarrassing."

    Meng Qi still looked like a dead tree and said: "The benefactor has made great achievements, and his demeanor is even better than before, not comparable to that of a poor monk."

    The breath is deep, and the candle in the wind is empty and quiet.

    Han Guang nodded slightly, not revealing his arrogance, but said with emotion: "Ten years of sitting, ten years of torment, there is something very human about what an extraordinary person can do."

    Speaking of this, he changed the subject: "I have dealt with her several times, and she often said that she would kill you to prove the way. She was really aggressive and sharpened her knife to the cattle and sheep. At that time, I actually believed it a little bit.  In the end, she was willing to die at your hands, hey, it is said that she speaks truth and lies, and is good at deceiving people, sincerity does not deceive me, she deceives all beings, and she also deceives herself."

    Mu Yunle's heart moved when he heard it, and he subconsciously looked at Master Zhending, only to see that pair of tired and dead eyesnbsp; In front of Mu Yunle's eyes, there was a woman wearing a dress of Ehuang, with black eyebrows and big eyes, very bright, heroic and introverted.  The sword, shaped like a fairy descending to earth.

    It's herMu Yunle was stunned, and saw the fairy walk up to Master Zhending step by step, and smiled:

    "I am coming."

    "Eldest Prince Wang said that he could meet you here, and it really came true."

    ? The ten-year gap is erased with one word, without asking or probing.

    The corners of Meng Qi's mouth curled up slightly, and he said with a light smile, "Then let's go and meet Mr. Wang."

    Seeing Master Zhending flying up with the help of the fairy, watching them turn their heads to salute her, Mu Yunle opened his mouth, wanted to say something but couldn't say anything, a faint sadness overflowed his heart.

    Sure enough, as long as Su Meng's identity as "Crazy Saber" is restored, Master Zhending is no longer a lone monk supported by himself, he belongs to the Supreme Sword, the great figure in the world of the Demon Emperor and Demon Master, and he is far away from being able to touch it.  It's like a mortal looking at a fairy.

    As the two figures went away, Mu Yunle only felt uncomfortable in his heart. All the sad poems he had recited in the past disappeared, and he only sighed.

    A teenager doesn't know what it's like to be sad, but falls in love with upper floors.  Fall in love with the upper floors, and worry about writing new words.  Now that I know all the sorrow, I want to say it.  I want to say goodbye, but I say it's a cool autumn.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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