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[The warm man X who is gentle and reserved but has not been favored by fate has been fighting against the cold girl who is actually strong] The first time Chen Haoyang felt flustered was when he saw those eyes shining with light in the woods behind the Wenchen Sect. Yuan Xiyao raised her head in the mottled light and shadow, her eyes full of tenderness. The moonlight was bright, illuminating the dark forest. Tingxue Ge's strange gaze could not stop him from pursuing the truth. Shao Jingxing's sad words laid out bits and pieces of what happened four years ago. Zhu Zhimu's rebellious back, Zi Xin's cruel laughter, and Yuan Xiyao's desperate sword all came to an end with the end of the Battle of Kongsang Valley. He stepped forward and knocked on the closed door of the heart with flowers all over the sky. Something happened in Hantan Sword Pond, Yuan Xiyao disappeared, Shao Jingxing was seriously injured, Young Master Gao and Yan Siming died as martyrs, and the flames of war swept through the world of cultivation like a prairie fire, shattering the hard-won peace. Chen Haoyang stood with his sword horizontally on the stairs. Facing the sword stained with the blood of his old friend in Lin Ye's hand, he ignited the flames again. He didn't know whether this blazing red lotus karma fire could burn away Poque's killing and sinful karma.