[Number One in Swordsmanship·Icy Sword Master×Ignorant "Weakness"·Future Evil Lord]
Zhehuang Jianzun Tower returns to silence and blood washes away the sea. In the mist, there is a slender girl coming with a lantern.
The sword light reflected her extremely pure red pupils, which were extremely sinister and evil.
There was a faint tremor in the sword master's hand, and when the sword was about to move, this unpredictable evil thing suddenly fell in front of him.
The soft bones are hard to support and very delicate.
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Lou Guiji picked up an evil object from the depths of the sea.
Wushutian has snow all year round, and evil things are afraid of the cold, so they often curl up in a ball and rub against his spiritual energy to keep warm, keeping them quiet and harmless.
Until the coldest night of the year, when the crimson miasma filled the sky, the cold fingertips of the evil object swished across the Sword Lord's eyebrows in the darkness.
Overnight, dreams come true.
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Jiang Yang fled overnight and bumped into an unspeakable figure in Wu Shuntian again in the human world.
Lou Guijixin held the mirror ghost she was hunting in her hand, her eyelashes half raised, and the sword intent instantly blocked it.
The pads of her fingers were warm, rubbing the tips of her eyes as she did in the darkest night.
The sound of Zhehuang's sword trembled close to his ears, but the voice of the Sword Master was even closer: "Where else are we going?"
Jiang Yang could not figure out this cold swordsman, but he frequently noticed his deep and focused gaze, the hand that was tightly clasped around his waist when wielding the sword, and the shuddering sense of oppression and dominance when he glanced from top to bottom.
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The Qiongji Palace is extremely high and cold, and all he ever wanted in his life was the Great Dao.
Later, I only remembered her tears, like broken stars falling from the top of the snow.
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Continuation article "Weiyou"
The following is a crime, slightly forced, not a strong woman
[The dark, sick and black-hearted disciple x the cool and cold Ice Beauty Master]
Weiyou slept under the heavy ice of the Northern Wilderness for thousands of years, and was split open by someone's sword in the ice coffin.
She lifted her sword and walked back three thousand miles through the wind and snow, and caught a glimpse of a young man with lowered eyes.
Immortal jade bones, extremely talented.
Weiyou taught swordsmanship and the great way, and taught the young apprentice he picked up to be as bright as the wind and the moon, and to walk on the snowy mountaintops.
Later, the apprentice pushed her into the sea of consciousness, smelled the cold fragrance on the side of her neck, and narrowed his eyes slightly.
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Xie Chenjun met an immortal when he was young. She stepped on the frozen cliff with bare feet, lowered her eyes and asked him: "Would you like to come with me?"
Snow sword in white clothes, frosty and dust-free.
Xie Chenjun followed her out of the Northern Wilderness, traveling around the world, seeking the avenues, and imitating her coldness and isolation.
Later I discovered that it is not just the wind and the bright moon that can capture the cold moon on top of the snow.
The immortal method in the sea of consciousness was useless, and he smelled the fragrance on the side of the immortal's neck for the first time.
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Intention: Immortal way cherishes life, immeasurable people
