It's night, and the cold moon is shining.The dead city has no one to answer the road, and the streetlights have taken over the entire darkness that no one has set foot in.Duplicate scenes, duplicate locations.King Bian Cheng, who was in a silver trench coat, walked through this realm where he had stayed in his memory, and unconsciously raised his head and glanced at the stars that had dimmed under the light of the street lamp.It's been almost half a year.It's been so long.On that day half a year ago, he received a task assignment from above and went to S City to kill the heart eaters who had caused a small storm across the country.On the same night, he was also under such a lamp, on the streets of no one, sacrificing famous swords and slaying demons.And the kid half a year ago has finally grown into a husband who can take charge of everything.His apologies for him are not empty, he is worthy of his high expectations, and he is also worthy of the upcoming responsibilities on his shoulders.Floating in the evening breeze was not the fluttering fireflies in the old city on a summer night, the moment when the eyes intersected with the long shadow under the street lamp, what overflowed Chu Han's nasal cavity was a trace of blood that was so faint that it was difficult to detect.If it weren't for this anomaly, he would probably have forgotten that there was a group of uncaptured demons wandering around in this city.The elite of the demon clan from the demons in the Central Plains in that group of intelligence, as well as their unpredictable demon leader outside the net.The night breeze was cold, blowing through people's unlocked clothes.The person walking at the end of the street lamp was wrapped in a black robe, and his bare eyes revealed the calm of a moment of death.King Bian Cheng stayed where he was, did not step forward, nor did he retreat.He hesitated, for the shape and aura of the person who came was familiar to him.But that's not Lu Cheng, no matter how similar it is, it's not after all."
Who are you?"
with an irrepressible question in his heart, he used his gaze to stop the advance of the comer."
Dead people don't need to know much, it's not my style to let everyone I kill know everything they can't figure out before they die."
When someone smiles, the voice must have been processed.Judging from the timbre alone, it is impossible to judge the gender of the other party.Chu Han smiled, because the rampant in this tone made him think of an extremely familiar and kind person, no matter the motive of the comer, such a night is indeed suitable for a fight with life.What the black robe couldn't hide was a strong demonic aura, and this feeling was the same as the Lu Cheng he saw when he killed the heart eater that day.Reason told him that the man in black in front of him was the demon leader who had not yet subdued the law, but there was a kind of conjecture in this situation, which belonged to human nature, even if he didn't believe it, it was impossible to avoid a moment in his mind.That is, Lu Cheng and the leader of the demon clan are the same person.So far, all the intelligence information about the mysterious third demon leader has come from Lu Cheng.No one had ever seen his true face, and even if it weren't for Ye Xi's pupil technique of ingesting the demon clan's soul in the fire, they wouldn't even know about the existence of this mysterious figure.The person who claimed to have fought with that person was Lu Cheng, and the person who claimed to have only seen the tree ghosts in the rear lair of the demon clan on the night of the attack was also Lu Cheng.Considering his previous behavior of accidentally breaking into the fire scene to save people without receiving an order, no matter from which point of view, this assumption has a surprising rationality."
You are suspecting that I am Lu Cheng."
The people who came seemed to have seen through what King Bian Cheng was thinking, and under the layers of black clothes, there was a creepy laughter."
No, you're not."
Chu Han shook his head.He was just sure that what he could think of others could also think of, and because of this, today's demon leader must be under his sword.Only in this way can we do everything possible to eliminate those hidden dangers that can adversely affect Lucheng in an eventful season."
Yes or no, who can tell" The person who came laughed, a faint demonic aura behind him was hideous and picturesque, and the undisguised killing intent met the cold of the famous sword frost crying."
In the mirror and outside the mirror, there are two sides of life.I am his mirror image, I am his shadow, I am him, and I am too, the murderer of you. ”"I hope you do what you say."
King Bian Cheng sneered, and the sword in his hand had already cut through the oncoming wind.The frost flowers scattered, and the sword shadow was lost.The person who came shook off the black robe on his body and fought and retreated in the night wind, dodging the edge of the famous sword frost crying.He's singing, he's laughing.As King Bian Cheng's sword intensified, his laughter became more and more mocking.He was gambling, betting that this father would not dare to be cruel to himself.Thin snowflakes gradually drifted under the dim lamp.The blockade array that fell from the sky blocked all external forces, but it could not block the sea breeze rich in moisture content in this coastal city every summer.When the cold blade condenses the chill that penetrates into the bone marrow into a sword form and swipes it into the air, the unstable water vapor will begin to condense gradually.In ancient times, there were people who wielded swords into frost, and after a sword dance, it was a flying snow jade flower, and the city was gloomy.Because the frost resembles tears, the name of the sword is frost weeping.The fluttering white color dyed Bian Chengwang's short hair, and the last bit of coldness left his eyebrows that were always indifferent.The person who came shook off the wind and snow, and finally sacrificed the famous sword of the counterattack at the moment when the afterimage under the lamp condensed a line.The black long blade is like a lone shadow under the lamp, and the cold and non-stagnant sword intent moves are all blocked without leaving a way back.The brilliant firelight split for a moment, illuminating the bright eyes of the person who came under the black clothes, and also illuminating the cheeks of King Bian Cheng, who finally changed color.Both of them stepped back, and no one rushed forward again.On one side, he pointed at the opponent's eyebrows, and on the tip of the black sword, there was a drop of blood that flew away, and on the other side, he put the sword back into its sheath, closed his eyes and said nothing, waiting for the moment when the snow fell.They were all waiting, waiting for the opportunity for the other party to draw their swords."
Last chance, who the hell are you.""
Guess."
With a sneer at the corner of his mouth, the man's overlapping timbre was like a ghost's grin.King Bian Cheng took a deep breath, and the moment he drew his sword, all the sword light condensed into a line, as if the leaves were falling, and the heavens and the earth were silent.One of the three martial arts of breaking evil, the extreme sword technique, after the shot, it is a silent one-hit kill.The black figure lowered the black sword, and his bright eyes bent into two crescents.That sword froze time, but it couldn't freeze the hot blood flow in the chest and abdomen.The sword that should have cut off the opponent's head after a line was silent, and it turned into a sword collection style half an inch in front of the opponent's neck.The reason why this move is called the Extreme Dao Sword Technique is because all the movements of the whole body at the time of the sword are to cater to the silence of heaven and earth at the moment of slashing, so that the sword does not leave a way out, and the power of the whole body is infused into the sword body in the situation of completely abandoning the defensive gesture.This is a big gamble to abandon the back road, betting that the sword in your hand can cut off all targets, and betting that your own speed is much faster than the opponent.The man in black smiled slightly, and pulled out the blade of the sword that was inserted into Bian Chengwang's chest and abdomen.He understood that he had won the bet.Because he was uncertain, he was not sure of his true identity under the black robe, so at the moment of life and death, this father still chose to stop.He took back the sword that had been cut out, that is, he would rather die himself than gamble on the possibility of that conjecture with Lu Cheng's life.Parents can never kill their children, no matter who is under the black robe in front of him, the moment he thinks of that possibility, he is already doomed to die today.The swordsman's heart should be as immovable as gold and iron, but unfortunately, at that moment, he saw himself as a father and better than a ruthless Yan Jun.He died without words, but all his actions have left the best last words."
It's great."
The person who came applauded lightly and helped Chu Han, who was blind, close his eyes.The snowflakes whitened his stretched brows.Under the distant lamplight, a man in a suit and leather shoes held a black umbrella, and his eyes were far away to worship the funeral in his eyes.The sneer at the corner of his mouth was better than the deep cold under the ice, and the pity in his eyes was as emotionless as the expression of immortality.It was a dirty and disgusting drama, and he was tired of being that tearful audience.Humble humanity needs mercy, and as for the unforgivable sin, it should always be washed away by someone's blood."
What's wrong with you" Looking at Lu Cheng, whose expression suddenly froze in the middle of the conversation, the old Taoist priest lit the cigarette in his hand and asked casually."
Nothing."
Lu Cheng, who came back to his senses, locked his eyebrows, "Suddenly I felt a twitch in my heart, I can't tell what I felt, probably because I didn't rest well, and I was too nervous in the past two days." ”"The advent ceremony of the reinvention of the Immortal Monarch is in these two days, so you must pay attention to taking care of your body."
lit a cigarette, and the old Taoist priest who had just finished recalling the past had the same look of amazement, "If nothing else, the edict about the Hades Temple will be issued to you tomorrow."
In terms of votes, you are on par with Zhang Muyan, but as the oldest senior, the weight of the Wheel King's vote is obviously biased towards me and the other Yan Jun.So the final result is almost certain that it's you. ”"Understood."
Lu Cheng smiled bitterly twice, and asked him, the genuine Hades Monarch, to accept the ceremony forged by others, how to think about it, how ridiculous is this."
Don't think too much about it," the old Taoist priest chuckled, as if he had already seen his thoughts, "Your bloodline has not awakened, and this so-called advent ritual is actually just another level of awakening for you.It's hard to say the success rate of other people's words, but it's just 100% success for you, so from the beginning, this cutscene is something specially made for you.Now that you have won the votes, it can be regarded as providence, what are you struggling with?"
"What you said is true. ”Lu Cheng nodded, but his expression did not stretch."
I'm sure it's okay," he thought about it, probably still a little uneasy, "I see that your face has been a little wrong since just now."
said that there is no psychological burden, can your Taoist uncle still harm you?"
”Lu Cheng shook his head, and his eyes began to unconsciously glance into the distance outside the window."
Have you ever experienced that sudden sadness?"
he asked suddenly."
It's the inexplicable sentimentality that came suddenly.It's a feeling that I can't explain, like my heart is suddenly empty, and something important is missing, but you can't remember what it is. ”"I've noticed that you've been getting more and more sad lately."
The old Taoist priest who heard this couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud."
Maybe."
Lu Cheng shrugged his shoulders, his gaze still lingering on the dark night that he couldn't see clearly in the distance.The evening breeze blew, and what fell on the windowsill was a tear-stained frost flower
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