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    After saying this in a hoarse voice, he drifted away, only to see a vague shadow floating slowly in the temple. After a while, he disappeared from the sight of the old man in white.  The old man in white looked at the ghost floating down the mountain, smiled and shook his head, sighed, and thought to himself, after all, you still can't forgive that person and forget that woman, you still can't let go The old man in white looked at the empty and cold temple.  , as if he recalled the time when that woman was still there, with a nostalgic look on his face. Thinking of this, he looked at the huge light spot representing the monk Wuyou in Baima City, and thought to himself: "You are named Wuyou.  Worry, how can you be worry-free? In fact, you are the most tired in these years. "The Star City is built on the floating mountain. The floating mountain is not actually floating, but it looks like it is floating in the air from a distance.  Well, if you climb to the highest point of the Shenyi Mountain Range, you will be surprised to find that there is a small road connecting the top of the Shenyi Mountain Range and Fukong Mountain. It is the only road leading from the Blood Prison Wasteland to Fukong Mountain.  a road.  It's quiet everywhere here. Even the birds can't fly here. Amidst the clouds and mist, it's desolate. Just on this small road, at this moment, a gray shadow flashes away, and then disappears into the sky.  Among the desolate vegetation of the Yishan Mountains, there was no trace anymore.  Thousands of miles away in Baima City, there is another Baima Temple in the center of the city. There is an old locust tree in the temple. Under the old locust tree, there is a monk in white sitting. The monk cannot tell his age. He can be said to be young. Then  His pair of eyes full of wisdom have witnessed all the ups and downs in his life, which makes him look so vicissitudes of life. Call it old, and you can't find any traces of time left on him from the monk. Just the gray shadow on the horizon stepping on the blood.  At that moment in the prison wasteland, the knife at the feet of the white-clothed monk began to buzz.  Constantly trembling, the direction pointed by the tip of the knife was exactly north of Baima Cheng and then north, the direction of Xingxing City.  The monk in white slowly opened his eyes and looked in the direction of Star City.  He whispered to himself: "You came down after all." After the monk said this, he lowered his head and glanced at the Naihe knife that was trembling slightly on the ground, with a wry smile on his face, and whispered: "Actually,  After so many years of practicing Buddhism, I still can¡¯t let go.¡± The monk in white finished this sentence in a low voice.  He gently bent down, picked up the Naihe knife on the ground, and walked lightly towards the outside of the temple, laughing as he walked, and at the end of his laughter, it turned into a hysterical howl.  The entire Baima City heard the sad and desolate song of this being who was like a god in their eyes: "If I could not see, wait, or see, I would be able to let go of this trouble, but I would have no regrets and no destiny"  Among the songs, this monk who has lived in seclusion in Baima City and meditated for many years.  With fluttering white clothes and waving big sleeves, they left Baima City amid singing and headed north.  And just when Monk Baima Cheng Wuyou did not participate in Naihe Zen and went out of the city with his sword, in an inconspicuous small valley outside Hengshan City, a huge mysterious and mysterious formation began to shine dazzlingly, and then in a ray of light  , there were six more people in the middle of the formation, led by a young man with gloomy eyes and long braids.  The young man walked out of the formation surrounded by five extremely bloody men. He glanced at the sky in the Blood Prison Wasteland and said slowly: "Blood Prison Wasteland, I'm here" The young man with a ponytail is not tall.  It's too tall and doesn't look very strong.  But when the young man said these words, the color of the entire Blood Prison Wasteland changed. For a moment, the sky was dark and the ground was dark, and dust was flying. Not far from the young man, a large group of people knelt down and cheered. It was the people of the Blood Prison Wasteland.  Local figures, all of whom are the leading figures in the major forces in the Blood Prison Wasteland, saw these people kneeling on the ground, prostrate themselves in the soil, and whispered: "Welcome to the Holy Lord Xiaohou to come in person."  Among the crowd, Hua Zhi Xianyue, who had just disappeared, was among them.  The young man waved his hand gently, indicating that the group did not need to be polite, and then the young man who was also famous in the Demon Continent as a rare genius in the Demon Continent started his first experience in the Blood Prison Wasteland.  Speech: "I am the Godly Lord of the Demonic Continent." "I will lead you to a new era." "I will kill anyone who blocks our progress." "Follow my footsteps, and you will get what you want.  "I come from the He family in the Demon Continent. My name is He Weapon." After saying these words, the young man stopped paying attention to the people in the room and stamped his feet on the ground. His whole body was like a cannonball.  He flew towards the distance with the same speed, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Only the place where his feet stepped on, and the two large pits on the ground, demonstrated the unparalleled combat power of this young man.  Seeing that the young marquis disappeared alone, everyone in the venue was stunned, and they couldn't understand what the powerful young marquis in the Demon Clan said after he said this briefly.Why are you so busy leaving?  Fortunately, after the young marquis left, the five bloody men behind him did not leave. They looked at the crowd, and a fat man came out and said loudly: "Our young marquis has other plans.  Things have to be done. As for a series of matters at the Heroes Conference two days later, we have a few brothers to help everyone here. "After the man finished speaking, everyone in the room remembered the whispers, and everyone was full of stars.  The chess pieces arranged by the city in the Wasteland of Blood Prison, who had hidden their whereabouts for who knows how many years, finally welcomed the adults of the Kingdom of God on this day. Some of them were instigated to rebel for some reason along the way, like the Flower Crescent Moon.  But everyone understands one problem, that is, what they have to face is the deep-rooted rules of the Blood Prison Wasteland that have been passed down for countless years. They are facing the four most magical and powerful killing knives in the Blood Prison Wasteland.  Several mighty city lords faced the Martial God.  So when He Weapon was perfunctory and walked away in a hurry, everyone present felt a little uneasy, for fear of being used as cannon fodder by the people from the Demon Continent.  Therefore, even if this man with so much bloody aura said that they would help them, everyone present was still a little panicked.  Seeing everyone's reaction, the leading man was not surprised at all, and continued: "You have never seen our five brothers, but you should have heard of the name Zhongyuan Wubai, right?" The four characters "Zhongyuan Five Hundred" are one  Out, as if there is some magic.  The place was quiet, and another weak voice sounded in the place: "Then, are the five adults" The leading man smiled softly and said: "Yes, we are the five brothers of the Bai family in the Demon Continent.  "We are the ones nicknamed the Central Plains Five Hundred by our friends. I am the eldest brother, and my name is Bai Shenji." As soon as his words came out, there was a commotion, and someone said: "Bai Shenji is the arrogant and decisive person.  The commander of the Zongheng Battalion who is as famous as the Bear Cavalry Commander Lei Heng? " This man heard the question, smiled slightly, and said: "It is me, this time, in order to use the fastest speed to change the rotten situation in the Blood Prison Wasteland?  , We are all our best. Everyone here can do your work with confidence, the adults of the Kingdom of God will not treat you badly. " "Among the people who came this time, there were not only Shenwei Houye He Weapon, but also the commander of the Bear Cavalry, Lei Heng.  , and then there are my four brothers and I, who are also famous for their unparalleled combat power in the Demon Continent. I believe that with our joint efforts, the Blood Prison Wasteland will usher in a new tomorrow. "Bai Shen.  The machine said so.  "Commander Bai has said so. We all naturally trust Commander Bai's strength, but the opponent we face this time is too powerful and we have to face it with caution. I don't know how many adults are with Commander Bai.  What do you call it?" A voice that was neither male nor female sounded in the room, and it was Hua Zhixianyue who spoke at this moment.  He looked at this group of people with a look of doubt on his face: "It's not that I don't believe you, sir. The main reason is that the enemy is very powerful. To be honest with you, just when I came here to greet you, there was news from the front that the Bear Cavalry Commander  Commander Lei Heng has fallen outside the Sunset Valley in the Blood Prison Wasteland. "As soon as these words came out, not only did the faces of the people in the Blood Prison Wasteland change, but even the faces of these five unruly-looking men showed slight surprise.  look.  It has to be said that Bai Shenji's mental defense is still very strong. After hearing the news of Lei Heng's death, he was just a little dazed. He came out of the unexpected feeling and said to everyone in the room with a smile: "It seems that I  I still want to introduce my brothers. This is my second brother, Bai Bai Can, who is the commander of the Tianfu Army. This is my third brother, Bai Xiaotang, one of the martial arts teachers of Xiaohou Ye.  My fourth brother, Bai Zhetian, is the tombkeeper of this generation at the Demon Clan Continent¡¯s God¡¯s Tomb. The youngest is my fifth brother. His name is Bai Huangmang, the general of the Crimson Army. It can be said that we.  Although the five brothers of the Bai family are in the Demon Continent, everyone here should have heard of our reputation. I don¡¯t want to say anything too sensational, but, just like what the young marquis said just now, stop us  We will not hesitate to eradicate those on the road ahead, and we will not treat our partners badly. Please let us join hands to build the Blood Prison Wasteland into a brand new world. " Bai Shenji said.  After saying this, there was a commotion in the place. After hearing these famous names, everyone here no longer had any doubts. They all expressed their willingness to dedicate themselves to liberating the Blood Prison Wasteland under the leadership of the young marquis and Lord Wubai.  of meager strength.  Even Hua Zhixianyue, who is suspicious and cunning by nature, was secretly excited in the corner. Suddenly, so many big figures who were not inferior to the God of War came to the Demon Continent to take charge. It seemed that his big plan could come true. Thinking of this, he felt relaxed.  He took a breath and agreed with all his strength.    So Zhongyuan Wubai began here to carefully study and discuss with everyone present what he should do next and the direction he should work towards. During the meeting, everyone saw that the adults of the Kingdom of God had indeed changed the Blood Hell Wasteland.  With determination and sincerity, I couldn't help but get excited, and they came up with ideas one after another. It was bustling and prosperous.  Just as a group of people were whispering in the valley, planning a huge conspiracy to subvert the entire Blood Hell Wasteland, outside the Sunset Valley, a young man was running like lightning. His figure was like a ghost. In a few seconds, he came to Bu Li and  At the place where Lei Heng was fighting, the young man slowly squatted down and looked at Lei Heng, who was still staring at death. A strange smile flashed at the corner of his mouth. The ponytail on the young man's head moved automatically without any wind. He whispered to himself: "If you can  Lei Heng killed him twice, but if that's the case, He Weapon is not worthy of being my opponent." He Weapon casually turned over Lei Heng's body and looked at the wounds on Lei Heng's body.  He said in a loud voice: "With such a good knife, it still takes so much effort to kill someone. What a bunch of losers. Xiaoxian. Is this the person you miss deeply?" He Weapon muttered these words in his mouth, and immediately  He smiled bitterly again and said: "How is this guy better than me? He can make you care so much? Bu Li, right? I want to get to know you properly." He Weapon finished saying this.  Licking his lips gently, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he smiled softly and said: "There will be a chance. I will kill you with my own hands in the near future, and then clasp Phantom Acacia on your head."  Give it to Cai Xiaoxian together. Haha, I really can¡¯t imagine what Cai Xiaoxian¡¯s expression will be then.¡± After He Weapon muttered these words to himself, Bu Li, who was quietly recovering from his injuries in the Sunset Valley Guanhai Tower, suddenly got angry.  A big sneeze, Bu Li rubbed his nose in confusion, and thought to himself: "What's going on? Is someone thinking about brother now?" Bu Li's guess was correct, not only He Weapon was thinking about Bu Li at this moment.  In a simple and elegant small room not far from Buli, Long Ya held Hua Duo's hand and was chatting. Long Ya looked at Hua Duo with tears on her face and asked with disbelief:  "Duoduo, are you sure what you said is true? You said that your second uncle was killed a long time ago, and this one is an impostor? You said that it was this Hua Zhiyue who killed your mother and  Brother. You mean that Hua Zhixianyue has controlled your father now?" Seeing Huaduo nodding in confirmation, Long Ya looked at the girl in front of him and said.  : "It's okay, it will pass" As he said, he held Huaduo in his arms.  When they were laughing, Long Ya was also used to holding Huaduo like this. Now seeing how pitiful her childhood best friend was, she felt pity in her heart.  Like a little sister, she gently hugged Huaduo.  Time seems to be able to change everything. People always grow up slowly, just like Long Ya and Hua Duoduo when they were young. But time sometimes seems powerless in front of certain things.  Just like the friendship between Long Ya and Hua Duoduo, this kind of friendship cannot be changed by anything.  Hua Duoduo curled up in Long Ya's arms like a kitten and said softly: "The second uncle I have always respected and loved the most is actually a great evil man. My mother is gone, my brother is gone, and my father fell into the hands of this evil man.  Here, my whereabouts are unknown, and the undercurrent in Chifeng City is surging. I don¡¯t dare to go back. Overnight, I fell from the young lord of Chifeng City to a poor homeless child. Life is really wonderful.  " When Long Ya heard what Huaduo said, she felt a little worried and comforted her: "Don't you still have your uncle? Your uncle has a knife in his hand, and he is definitely no match for your uncle.  Yes, besides, don¡¯t you still have me, Duo¡¯er, you must be strong.¡± Hearing Long Ya say this, Hua Duoduo smiled sweetly and said to Long Ya, ¡°I will definitely be strong. My father is getting old.  It's time for me to take over the responsibility of saving a child like me." Long Ya looked at Huaduo's young but strong face, her nose became sour, and the girl's sympathy and sentimentality began to get out of control, and she burst into tears.  Like crystal pearls, they dripped down. Long Ya looked at the flowers gently and said: "You are two years younger than my sister, but your life is much more difficult than mine, and you are much stronger than me."  " Huaduo didn't feel discouraged at this moment, and said to Long Ya: "Sister Yaya, it's okay, I will overcome any obstacles. Don't forget, I am a ninth-level master." Huaduo finished.  After saying this, she playfully showed her slender arms to Long Ya and shook them, as if to show that she was very strong. Long Ya was amused by the flowers and laughed, and said: "Duo'er is as big as a kid"  Huaduoduo smiled and said to Long Ya: "Sister, don't worry about me, hurry up and worry about your sweetheart. She is going to die today."He lost an arm" Hearing Huaduo mention Qin Hummer, Long Ya's face turned red at first, then he immediately woke up, his face darkened, and he said: "He is not my sweetheart, he is worthy?  " Huaduoduo smiled and said jokingly: "Oh, no, it turns out, that's it. Then I won't talk about Qin Hummer's battle today, so as not to annoy my sister.  " Hearing that Qin Hanma had lost an arm in the previous battle, although Long Ya had a look of disdain on his face, his heart was beating fast, and he just wanted to hold Hua Duoduo's arm.  After asking, the girl's reserve prevented Long Ya from doing such a thing. Even though Long Ya couldn't hold back and asked Hua Duo about what happened before, she was still very curious about what happened before.  , every girl is born with a burning heart of gossip, not to mention that the protagonist of this matter is her sweetheart. Seeing Huaduo hesitate to tell the truth, Long Ya felt anxious.  Like the ants on the bed, Huaduo eagerly hopes that Huaduo will tell the story of the situation. Unexpectedly, Huaduoduo becomes so playful that she talks to him in a pretentious manner, but never takes the topic to the previous battle.
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