Chapter 639

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He slowly stood up and walked forward unsteadily under the gaze of everyone. He walked to the Shenwu Formation. There was a weapon there, which was the konghou.

He sat down and plucked the strings a few times with his withered and rotten fingers.

The backlash of Zhenlong's chess game became more and more serious. His seven orifices began to bleed, and his fingers began to burn. Eventually, his whole body was engulfed in calamity fire, but he still played in the light of the fire.

His expression seemed to be a little happy and relaxed, but those feelings of happiness and relaxation were soon no longer visible. His skin and flesh were rapidly shrinking, curling, and shriveling.

Fierce fire dominates the sky.

Xu Shuanglin's loose voice came out from the fire. The voice was calm and calm, but still unruly, as if no matter how great the pain was, it could not control him, and no matter how close death was, it could not intimidate him.

"The best years are when you are young, with light hooves and fast horses, and you can see all the flowers in the world..."

There were many elderly people in the crowd, and in this lazy, light and breezy tune, they suddenly remembered the young man at the Lingshan Conference.

The crane is in green clothes, with bright eyes.

The young man walked out of the dark corridor and the wasteland of memory. He stepped confidently into the arena, carrying his sword that he had experienced many battles with, and his hands were covered with calluses from practicing swordsmanship.

He was so young, so handsome, so lively, even a little arrogant. He glanced at the lords of the ten sects and the spectators who were shouting and shouting, and suddenly grinned, his smile was extremely pure. The young man in his early twenties stopped, straightened his waist, faced the sunny arena and the bright future in his eyes, clasped his fists and said:

"Confucianism Sect, Nangong Xu. Today's first battle, I would like to ask all the seniors to give me your advice."

Finally let down, young man travels.

After a long time, the fire went out, leaving only five masterless divine weapons on the soul summoning platform, and a rebirth formation that had not completely disappeared and was circling and twisting in the air.

Neither Luo Fenghua nor Xu Shuanglin is here anymore.

Xue Zhengyong was a little in disbelief. He opened his eyes blankly and murmured: "Is this...all over?"

"Amitabha, cause and effect, reincarnation, are all retributions." Master Xuanjing of Wubei Temple closed his eyes and clasped his hands, sighing, "Old monk, I hope all hatred in the world will return to dust."

Xue Mengqi rolled his eyes at him. This old bald donkey didn't contribute much along the way, but he was quite good at hitting the back of a horse.

"What should we do next?" He turned to ask his father, "Are we going to just go down the mountain like that? But he has a colleague, and we don't know who that person is."

As they were talking, Jiang Xi suddenly shouted: "Be careful! Everyone, stay back!"

Everyone suddenly followed his gaze and saw that when the rebirth formation in mid-air shrank to half the size of a palm, it suddenly spread again at an alarming speed. It was like a sore opened in the sky. Wisps of twisted black energy gushed out from inside.

Xue Meng was shocked: "What's going on? Xu Shuanglin is dead, shouldn't this rebirth array disappear with it?!"

Jiang Xi pinched his fingers, stared at the array of eyes for a moment, and cursed in a low voice: "No, no! This is not a corpse demon! It is not a rebirth! I am afraid that we and Xu Shuanglin have all been deceived!"

"What?" Xue Meng was taken aback, "Not a corpse demon, nor a rebirth? What could that be!"

Jiang Xi said angrily: "It doesn't matter what it is. The top priority is not to allow this formation to be fully formed."

In addition to him, several other masters also responded quickly. Between the lightning and flint, Chu Wanning, who doesn't like nonsense the most, has pulled out Tianwen and hit the center of the barrier! Unexpectedly, although he was leading the way, there were people following him. Suddenly, a dark blue shadow emerged from the crowd, like a cheetah attacking. The cold light of the dagger flashed in his sleeves, and he stabbed towards Chu Wanning's back. As if to stop his actions.

"Master!"

"Master——!!"

The two people who screamed were Xue Meng and Shi Mei, but they were far away and it was too late to help.

A snort.

It was the sound of the blade sinking into flesh and blood. Xue Meng closed his eyes suddenly. When he opened them again, his face was pale. He looked in that direction with a pale face.

He froze.

The author has something to say: Regarding the issue that some people don’t understand that Luo Fenghua and Ye Wangxi are not alike:

Ye Wangxi's image in front of everyone is different from her image in front of Nangong Si and Xu Shuanglin. This is also an explanation why some people think that Ye Wangxi has become soft in the past. She naturally has her in front of the people she likes and is close to. On the girly side, she is not a masked person labeled as a gentleman.

Let's talk about Luo Fenghua. Luo Fenghua is said by all outsiders to be respectful and courteous, with a measured approach and retreat. But the Luo Fenghua we see now is shy, awkward, hesitant, and has the same soft look. Why? One is because of his age. The age group of Luo Fenghua in the memories shown to everyone is when he was younger, and the monks in the article think they are similar. That is because the monks knew him after he experienced two sect mutinies and finally became a Confucianism sect. The mature age of the Lord. If Luo Fenghua, who was young at the beginning, had the demeanor of a leader later, and he was a poor person who had never seen the world, then I think it is completely illogical... The second reason is that Luo Fenghua in the memory was from From Xu Shuanglin's perspective, Luo Fenghua, like Ye Wangxi, has a relatively relaxed attitude toward the people closest to him, and he can cry, laugh, and be gentle. Of course, it is impossible for him to keep his round eyes open when the leader appears in front of everyone, and look confused and good-tempered. If he treats everyone around him like he treats his disciples,

Visitors, are you waiting for the Confucianism Sect to be slaughtered...

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