Blue-purple lightning pierced the night sky, and a magic weapon that caused nine thunders appeared in the sky.
Various sects are eager to try and recruit talented people;
People from all walks of life are ready to move, coveting the unparalleled treasure.
The Hanyulou team sets off!
How can the proud man of heaven make a comeback when he falls into the dust?
A past buried by thunder and conspiracy,
A misty rain that refuses to dissipate in memory,
Old and new grudges, enemies or friends?
A brilliant disciple from a famous family, but secretly he is a homeless man?
Is it fateful entanglement? Is it crazy love?
Everyone in Guangze Hall: Who will understand the pain you have brought to your original family?
Reasonable, calm, gentle and compassionate·suffering*cold, gentle, dark and paranoid·attacking
"Leprechaun! Liar!"
"Just carry me and leave, and I will be very good~"
After falling off the horse:
The puppet's arm was raised, and the sword pierced his heart - only cutting through the corner of his clothes.
Lin Mengtang sneered, his eyes fierce: "Did you see it? A puppet is just a pile of dead things. Your sword... Is more soft-hearted than you."
Jiang Muhua froze on the spot, took two steps back, and fell to the ground weakly.
The puppet was still swinging its sword mechanically, making deadly moves, but it deflected again and again.
If you don't have good spiritual power, you can't do swordsmanship well, you can't even be ruthless.
Something slipped from the corner of his eye, amplifying his deepest emotions.
Did you actually cry out of anger? Jiang Muhua asked herself.
Lin Mengtang snatched the sword from the puppet's hand. He was so cruel just now, but now he was so panicked in his heart.
His original intention was to test, to be angry, and to drag the other person into the same quagmire as himself, but he did not want to force him to be so sad.
Lin Mengtang clumsily wiped the tears from his eyes, and Lin Mengtang also cried.
"Don't blame me, just kill me." Lin Mengtang held the sword in Jiang Muhua's hand and said loudly: "I won't hide!"
Jiang Muhua pushed him, feeling confused and trembling: "Are you still forcing me? You clearly know..."
Intention: Even if you are in jail, you must continue to strive for self-improvement.