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- You can see the branches of an ancient cypress with vigorous branches in Kunming Lake. He is dressed in a green shirt and carries a simple long sword on his back. His sword is awe-inspiring and ethereal, unlike a human figure. This elegant-looking man's robe floats in the wind. Zhong Xun Xun made a sound like an immortal. He looked at the fierce battle on the lake and chuckled: "If it were purely a close-quarters fight, even I would be in a state of embarrassment facing him. This Ximen Honghuang has been fighting for three years. , It¡¯s really a three-day absence that makes people look at him with admiration.¡±
"After all these years, you still can't change your condescending attitude. Therefore, compared to my brother, regardless of your martial arts skills, in my personal opinion, you are slightly inferior." Under the ancient cypress tree, a man wearing a white Tang suit with a bamboo phoenix pattern and feet The woman in a pair of elegant jade-white cloth shoes walked slowly, not looking at the man in green shirt standing proudly on the branch, and spoke coldly.
The man in green shirt was standing next to the woman with a relaxed look. He didn't take her comments seriously and said casually: "Every woman in the world may say this. What woman doesn't want men to look down on the world because of her. But When it comes to human conduct, aside from a few unborn demigods and half-immortals, Ye Hetu should be ranked number one in China."
This woman is naturally Ye Qingge. She is so beautiful, standing next to Qinglong Xiao Yichen, she will not be overshadowed, but will become more enchanting, with a touch of enchanting red blooming from the snow lotus of Tianshan Mountain.
"Abe Harumi has come to see you?"
Ye Qingge looked at the Kunming Lake, looking at the snow-white lake surface that was not stained by dust. Suddenly, "The Story of the Stone" 975 flashed through her mind like a horse. There are a thousand lives for a thousand people. When I return to the mainland ten years later and see Ye Wudao and Xiao Yichen again, there is always an unreal and illusive feeling.
"He lost again."
Xiao Yichen said calmly, gently touching the Chixiao that had been with him for more than twenty years on his back, and flicked it. The clear sound is like the roar of a dragon, which complements the sound of the piano in the distance like the feathers and phoenixes of the palace emblem. They rhyme exactly, neither early nor late, which is a coincidence. If life can be like this, don't miss it and don't regret it. Wouldn't it be nice if I didn't regret it?
Xiao Yichen smiled softly, looked at Ye Qingge's side face, and said softly: "He said, ten years later. Let's fight again."
"Why bother?" Ye Qingge shook his head.
"Later he went to the **, and he sat down with Monk Dawei Tianlong and turned a deaf ear to the war between the Dragon Gang and the Japanese underworld. You also know that he probably knows more about Tantric Buddhism than the two of us combined. This kind of person, I'm afraid Sherab Gyatso can really be regarded as the one in half of history, a being who is both respected and feared by living Buddhas. Whether there was any conflict between them is unknown to the outside world." Xiao Yichen said softly, with a calm tone, without any notice. I miss Ye Qingge deeply. It doesn't look like a man who has been thinking about her for more than ten years. Maybe a man stands too high. Emotions may also be buried deeper.
Ye Qingge walked out of the woods, found some steps, and walked carefully to the lake. Qinglong followed slowly, fell on the ice, and protected her in front of her. Ye Qingge squatted down, touched the fragments of ice, and said with emotion: "The world is prosperous. It¡¯s just a dream after all. Just like this, it ended up in a vast expanse of white and really clean. Yi Chen, do you know why I don¡¯t let you be my man?¡±
"I don't know." Qinglong smiled bitterly. Standing chicly on Kunming Lake in a green shirt, I seem to be the only one in the sky.
"You are too persistent." Ye Qingge smiled charmingly, confusing all living beings.
"I don't understand." Even the most intelligent Qinglong could not guess Ye Qingge's thoughts. If he had figured it out, ten years ago, he would have been able to embrace the beauty and live a life like a fairy and a heroic couple.
"I don't care whether a man can dominate the world or be number one in the world. In fact, you men don't know. To us women, these are too illusory, and to me, they are even more disdainful. My man must be able to make me die. Accompany him to Abi's prison! No matter you or Abe Harumi, after all, you are just a man who talks to me as an equal. No matter how high you are, no matter how high you are, you can't make me willing to be a man who sews clothes for him. It is possible to talk about tea, but it is absolutely impossible for me to grow old together with you." Ye Qingge smiled coldly, with unparalleled elegance, and opened his mouth lightly, but what he said was the most decisive content of his life.
The most painful pain is definitely not the kind of heart-rending pain, but a soft and gentle cut on your heart, not deep or shallow, not light or heavy, but it can make you bleed, but not Fatal, so painful for life.
"I only care about myself."
Qinglong seemed to have known it for a long time, and did not show a desolate expression. With his swordsmanship reaching his level, and his persistence in love, he might not be able to let go even if he wanted to. Looking at the soaring Haidongqing in the sky, Xiao Yichen He showed an open-minded smile and said, "Qingge, if one day you meet a man like that, I won't kill him."
"I'm afraid you can't kill me either."
Ye Qingge murmured softly, still squatting on her bed, the piece of ice and snow in her hand gradually melted into the palm of her hand.
In the distance, in the middle of Kunming Lake, a peak battle at the Dragon Ranking level is being fiercely staged.
Ximen Honghuang is not afraid of anyone's close combat. He has always been afraid of others' close combat. This is the case with his father Nangong Xiongkui. In order to prevent Gong Huiyu from marrying into the Southern Ru family, he had a falling out with his father. As a result, Nangong Xiongkui, who was unarmed, was beaten so hard that he dared not see anyone for a month, and the same was true for Monk Dawei Tianlong. In the final battle, the two of them fought hand-to-hand without any rules, so they could not win. burden.
It¡¯s just that he didn¡¯t expect that this ruthless man would be better at short-distance fighting than him.
There was no chance to wipe away the bloodshot eyes at the corner of his mouth.
With the murderous intention in his heart getting stronger and stronger, Ximen Honghuang stopped listening to the piano.
A gap.
Ximen Honghuang forcibly caught Ye Wudao's elbow throw, and suddenly grabbed Ye Wudao's leaning body. He held Ye Wudao's wrist with his dragon claw hand, shouted angrily, and with a shake, Ye Wudao was thrown backward by him. Over his shoulder, he hit the ice, and he was pushed back by this huge inertia, and his body was bent into a huge half-moon shape.
Boom.
Ye Wudao, who was thrown behind Ximen Honghuang, was not thrown into the bottom of the lake. His feet landed first and plunged into the lake like Mount Tai. With a click, the ice layer more than ten centimeters thick stepped on it and fell deeply into the mud. Finally, At the moment when most of the strength was removed and Ye Wudao's body was almost parallel to the lake surface, the wrist held by Ximen Honghuang turned around gently. It was Tai Chi who made a counterattack, clinging to Ximen Honghuang's arm and using the force to pull. It was almost a replica, Ximen Honghuang was thrown high into the sky, and whoosh, was thrown into the distance.
Ye Wudao, whose feet were stuck in the mud under the ice, held up his hands, bent his knees, and then straightened suddenly. With this momentum, he shot straight into the air like a flying falcon, Ximen Honghuang, and was thrown to Ximen who had not yet reached the top. Honghuang had no way to effectively snipe Ye Wudao's pursuit, so he could only try his best to put up a defensive posture and wait for his opponent's counterattack.
Bang.
Ye Wudao rushed into the sky and punched Ximen Honghuang in the abdomen. Ximen Honghuang, who was experienced in combat, was well prepared and his abdomen contracted sharply. This punch did not hurt the internal organs, but there was no longer a trace of blood in the corner of his mouth. A thick and bloody touch.
The punch failed to reach its target, and Ye Wudao did not become angry. He just sneered and stretched out his hand, pulled Ximen Honghuangdi's body down, and fell suddenly, while he took advantage of the situation to continue upward, passing by, and dodging. He hit his opponent with a heavy blow with both fists, then looked down at Ximen Honghuang with a posture of looking down at all living beings, and stepped on his chest with one foot.
Ximen Honghuang glared angrily, stretched out his hands, held Ye Wudao's feet, roared angrily, and pushed Ye Wudao up, which also accelerated his fall, and he was smashed into the ice by Ye Wudao's kick. The ice surface in a circle around him was shattered, and countless ice cubes exploded, which was truly spectacular.
flutter.
Ximen Honghuang spit out a mouthful of blood.
All these actions are actually just a matter of lightning.
The results were shocking.
Ximen Honghuang's mouth was filled with warm blood and a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He stared at Ye Wudao falling in the air. When he fell, it was the time when he wanted Ye Wudao to repay the blood.
It¡¯s just that the next scene shocked not only him, but also everyone watching the battle, including Ye Hetu, Qinglong and Ye Qingge.
The Haidongqing whizzed down, its wings spread out to nearly two meters, and drew a sharp arc in the air before rushing to Ye Wudao's head. At this moment, Ye Wudao grabbed its claws. This bird was extremely strong. Although Dihai Dongqing couldn't fly with Ye Wudao, he could definitely move the point where Ye Wudao fell to the ground too much. Ximen Honghuang stared at the ground Ye Wudao who had fallen safely a hundred meters away from him with dumbfounded eyes. Wu Dao, and Hai Dongqing, who fluttered his wings and rushed into the sky again, had nothing to say.
Zhao Yiye covered his mouth in surprise and stared at the Hai Dongqing who disappeared into the clouds. Ye Wudao shocked her too much. She never thought that anyone in this world could compete with Ximen Honghuang. If so, He was also one of those worldly experts that Uncle Zhao Fusheng talked about, but the man in front of him was able to not fall behind at all and take the absolute initiative!
Han Yun stood on the stone steps outside the pavilion, keeping the same posture, her body tensed and biting her lips.
The sound of the piano calmed down from the roar of the stormy waves, but this calmness was pregnant with turbulent undercurrents. Under Gong Huiyu's slender fingers, the strings vibrated. At this moment, she had already opened her eyes and looked at the two Chinese people on the lake. The young man who stands at the pinnacle of this generation has eyes as clear as a thousand-year-old quiet pool.
"Too cunning."
This was Dugu Yiren¡¯s first thought after telling her about the battle situation in Ye Hetu, and she held the Dunhuang Jade Flying Sky in her hand.
"very smart."
Ye Qingge exclaimed, it was like seeing the Tianshan Snow Lotus at the top of the Ice Peak for the first time.
"If you had fought against him, you wouldn't be so shocked. There are too many martial arts geniuses in China, but not many can truly be put to death and come back to life in desperate situations. Even rarer are those who can return to life after death over and over again. So now, he and the boy from the Ximen family are finally standing on the stage alive." Qinglong smiled, neither surprised nor happy.
Who will be the first person in China in the future?
Is it really so no suspense?
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