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Chapter 433: Writing a Letter (Second Update)

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    Dugu Xia Qingtui looked at him in surprise: "Your appearance has really changed?"

    The middle-aged man in Qingpao said indifferently: "Are you the sword dancer of the Dugu family? The me now is the real face. What you saw before was fake."

    "It really is you!" Dugu Xia Qing snorted.

    When she was hit by the sword just now, she knew it was the person she was looking for.

    Although I have pondered his sword skills many times, I only realized when I actually fought, that I still haven't been able to get a good glimpse of it.

    His swordsmanship is more than twice as strong as before, not only faster, but also more deceptive.

    The aura of the middle-aged man in Qingpao changed, as if changing to another person, all the previous poverty and abjection disappeared, only indifference and aloofness: "I spared your life, but you still have to come here to die, you can't blame me."

    "Wait a minute!" Dugu Xia Qing said.

    The middle-aged man in green robe flicked his long sword lightly.

    The long sword is pitch black and dull.

    It was just like the small black wooden sword that Fakong saw before, except that the blade became longer and wider.

    "Do you have any last words to confess?" The middle-aged man in Qingpao said calmly, "I can pass it on to Xinghuawu for you."

    "Why did you kill me?" Dugu Xia Qing said: "There must be a reason, right? You won't kill me for no reason, right?"

    "Reason?" The middle-aged man in green robe pondered.

    He is thinking back.

    Why did I want to kill this little girl in the first place?

    Is it because her sword dance is so bad that it's embarrassing?

    Or was it because I let myself down, I thought she was a stunning beauty when I saw her sword dance, but it turned out to be a mediocre woman, so I was so disappointed?

    Or is it because of the disregard for her in her eyes?

    Or is it because she is as clear as a cold spring, without a trace of secular temperament?

    I have killed too many people myself, and there are various reasons for killing each time.

    Some reasons are that my own thoughts come up randomly, and after killing people, the thoughts keep disappearing, and it is difficult to remember.

    Dugu Xia Qing snorted, "Did I offend you? I never killed anyone, so there can be no revenge."

    Her sword was only used for dancing, never for killing.

    "Enmity?" The green-robed middle-aged man smiled and shook his head: "There are all kinds of enmity, not necessarily murderous enmity."

    "What enmity is there?"

    "Blocking someone's way of making money is like killing your parents. Unintentionally humiliating the other party, unintentionally offending the other party, these are all hatred."

    Dugu Xiaqing was impatient: "Then tell me, what enmity do I have with you?"

    "I kill people, never for revenge." The middle-aged man in the green robe said indifferently: "No one else has the chance to take revenge on me."

    Before waiting for the enmity, the person is already dead.

    How can it be counted as an enmity when the grievances and grievances of a person die?

    "What the hell is that for?!" Dugu Xia Qing snorted, "You won't have forgotten it yourself, have you?"

    "That's right, I forgot." The middle-aged man in Qingpao smiled indifferently: "It's just killing someone, and you still have to think about the reason for killing? Too tired!"

    "You really deserve to die." Dugu Xia Qing said coldly.

    She didn't expect there to be such cold-blooded and cruel people in the world, who don't need a reason to kill people, relying on their superb swordsmanship to kill indiscriminately.

    Everyone gets it and kills it!

    With one thought, her aura changed again, the original sharp sword intent became sharper, and the divine light pierced directly at the middle-aged man in green robe through her eyes.

    The middle-aged man in Qingpao didn't seem to notice it, and looked at her indifferently: "Although your swordsmanship is good, you are not good at fighting. You will definitely die today. If you don't say your last words, you will have no chance."

    "It's you who should say the last words!" Dugu Xia Qing said coldly: "Surrender!"

    She was injured on her right shoulder, so she threw the long sword, took the sword with her left hand and stabbed along the way, and the next moment, she had already stabbed the middle-aged man in the blue robe.

    This sword seems to cross the void, from here to there, there is no need for an intermediate path, and it is faster than imagined.

    The middle-aged man in Qingpao turned sideways to avoid it.

    He has an amazing intuition about danger, and his body will respond automatically without his thinking.

    Thinking of thoughts, and then controlling the body, this process will be delayed for a moment.

    This moment is the chance of life and death.

    Dugu Xia Qing snorted, not dodging or dodging, allowing him to stab her in the heart, and at the same time slashed across with her sword.

    But when the sword of the middle-aged man in Qingpao stabbed her, his body retreated, the sword stabbed forward, the person stepped back, and the sword separated from him.

    Not only avoided her horizontal cut, but also stabbed her in the heart.

    Fakong shook his head, and cast the rejuvenation spell in Jieyin.

    back; From Gongsun Yuanhua's memory, it is known that the Nether Sect and Huangquan Valley are indeed from the same lineage. It was originally the Nether Sect of Huangquan, one of the branches of the ancient Demon Sect.

    And Dagan's Mozong is also one of the branches of the ancient Mozong.

    The Underworld Sect has two cores, one is poison and the other is sword.

    Later, it split into Huangquan Valley and Nether Sect. Huangquan Valley left Dayun and took root in Dayong, while Nether Sect stayed in Dayun.

    Fakong's mood is serious, far from being as calm as he appears.

    Buried Gongsun Yuanhua hastily in the depths of the woods, erected a stone tablet, and the two separated directly.

    Fakong returned to the outer courtyard of King Kong Temple the next moment.

    He sat down at the table, and Lin Feiyang came over to offer tea: "Abbot, Lao Xu was called away just now, and I feel that something happened over there."

    Fakong's eyes suddenly became deep, and with a light sweep, he saw Xu Zhijian from the Guangming Holy Church's other courtyard.

    Xu Zhijian had a gloomy, ugly face full of anger, and stared coldly at the two old men in front of him.

    The two old men lowered their heads and looked down, their faces flushed.

    Fakong shook his head and smiled, looked away, and didn't bother to inquire.

    It was Gongsun Yuanhua who assassinated Xu Zhijian.

    By killing Gongsun Yuanhua now, Xu Zhijian's danger should have been lifted.

    His eyes fell on the tower garden: "Please come over, Your Highness."

    "Yes." Lin Feiyang agreed.

    After a while, Chu Ling came to his yard lightly, sat down at the table carelessly, stared at him sideways and didn't speak.

    Fakong smiled and shook his head.

    Still fighting with myself.

    "Speak up!" Chu Ling sat for a while, seeing that he lowered his head in meditation and had no intention of speaking, he couldn't bear it any longer.

    Fakong raised his voice and said, "Pen and ink."

    "Yes." Lin Feiyang quickly brought the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, forming a shadow with his hands, grinded the ink in the blink of an eye, quickly laid out the paper, and put his hands on the pen.

    Fakong picked up a pen and wrote a few words, blew on it, put it in an envelope, and handed it to Chu Ling: "Don't open it."

    "Who cares to see it! Who is it for?"

    "Your Majesty."

    Chu Ling said in surprise: "It's actually for the father?You actually wrote the letter to the father?"

    Fakong said slowly: "The matter is of great importance, the sooner the better."

    "All right, I'll go back to Emperor Father now."

    Chu Ling's clear eyes flicked on his face, but in the end he didn't ask anything, stuffed the letter into his full chest, turned and left lightly.  The genius remembers the address of this site in a second.
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