In the 27th year of Tianhe, all beings in the immortal world united to strangle Shuojin, the remnant of the Dragon Clan in the East China Sea. "As for Na Shuojin, I heard that he was arrested because he saved the guy from Sanqingshan Mountain..." "Shhhhhh, don't let me hear this. Who knows the rights and wrongs of the Xian family?" "I heard that the one who led the strangulation this time is the guy from Sanqingshan Mountain you mentioned. Now we're going to have a good show."
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I huddled in the damp rock crevice, feeling a sharp pain from the broken part of the dragon's horn. Rain mixed with blood slid into the corners of my mouth, and I tasted the salty rust. Sanqingshan's pursuers were a hundred steps away, and the sound of sword formations piercing the air split the rain curtain.
\\\\\\\"Found it!\\\\\\\"
A cold light flashed and I rolled over to the edge of the cliff. Suddenly, warm blood splashed on my face, but it wasn't mine. The black robe made a hunting sound. The man turned his back to me to block the fatal blow. The jasper ring attached to the sword tassel jingled - it was the dragon pattern I carved with my own hands twenty years ago.
\\\\\\\"Why come?\\\\\\\" I stared at Cen Chi's rain-soaked back. The boy who taught me how to swim in Longchuan Shoal was facing his former best friend.
Intention: reincarnation of fate