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"If you are a goddess, you should be unintentional. If you are a beauty seat, you should be swallowed. It has been like this for thousands of years..." The sword body brushed the sword body, and the sharp hum from the collision of the gods and martial arts almost tore the eardrums.

But there is nothing sharper than Mu Yanli's eyes, Mu Yanli said every word: "Master Chu. You haven't turned over the case of the sphenoid beauty seat family, have you?"

"..."

"That's a book about cannibalism... In the past, cultivators used the beauty seat to refine medicine and soared up. Today, the beauty seat is just paving the way for you to go home!"

With a loud bang, Mu Yanli used his life's strength to raise his sword and slammed towards Chu Wanning.

Chu night Ning suddenly restrained and shouted: "Nine songs, summon!"

Huaisha is restrained, the guqin is now, and a dazzling golden light in the sound of the piano pierces the Xiaohan, illuminating the whole life and death! In front of Chu nightning, a Pang Shuo curtain with Haitang flying was opened. He hung in the air, hunting with wide sleeves, and in front of him was a face full of hatred from Mu Yanli.

She didn't hate him, she hated the injustice of the world, the tragic death of her mother, the inability to be free, and the imprisoned and imprisoned generals.

"Let them go back."

One blow is not broken, her spiritual power has reached the extreme, but she still has not been able to destroy the enchantment of Chu Wanning, but there is blood dripping from the corner of her mouth.

Her voice was hoarse, and the hand holding the sword was shaking.

The core is about to shatter...

Mu Yan suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Chu Wanning, and said softly: "Please..."

Chu nightning saw her own reflection in her pupils that turned to light golden.

Whose shadow is that?

His face was chaotic, empty, twisted, and dazed.

cruel. kind.

"Let them go home...Chu Xianjun..."

The reflection in the golden light suddenly disappeared.

Because the mind was too chaotic, Chu nightning found out after a while that it was because Mu Yanli had exhausted all his strength, and the spiritual core had been broken. She regained her original appearance, with only a pair of dark eyes. . looking at him.

Armor is completely removed, and there is no life.

She can no longer be the heir of the cold and arrogant god, and at this time, those eyes are like an ordinary woman.

For his younger brother, for the descendants of the demon race who are contrary to his own race, he begged.

"Let them go..."

She said, the sword light in her hand disappeared suddenly, because she couldn't bear the fierce battle before, and the moment when the spiritual current was extinguished, it shattered into powder.

"I beg you."

Mu Yanli fell from the sky, and the white-gold robe fluttered behind him like a lotus.

Her waist is still embroidered with the scale totem of Tianyin Pavilion, the coat of arms representing justice and light shining in the dark night.

Tianyinhao dàng, can't be selfish.

Son of Tianyin, you can't have feelings.

The sound of the sky is vague and cannot be blasphemous.

Tianyin has pity, in order to respect all beings.

This section of singing, she read from childhood to adulthood, closed her eyes and opened her eyes like shackles trapped her.

Since she was born, the first sentence she learned was neither father nor mother, but the first four characters of this song, Tian Yinhao dàng.

Recite it thousands of times a day, kneeling in front of the statues of gods and praying repeatedly.

Don't be selfish... don't have feelings... don't blaspheme... in order to respect all beings.

On her first memorable birthday, the unsympathetic father gave her a box of exquisite clay figurines, painted with lacquer and covered with golden sand. As soon as the box was opened, her eyebrows and eyes smiled at her. on.

"Wow - it's so pretty!"

Father looked down at her lightly: "Do you like it?"

"I like it!" Mu Yanli raised his head in joy, as if there were thousands of fireworks blooming in his heart, "Thank you, Dad!"

The man she called Daddy just raised his hand, touched her head, and took the brocade box from the girl's hand——

Then, in front of her, it smashed to the ground.

"Keng!" This is the sound of the porcelain clay falling to the ground.

The clay figurine couldn't speak, but he still looked at her with squinted eyebrows and smiling eyes, but his smile was cracked and his face was broken. baby.

A white shoe embroidered with the scale totem stepped down.

Creeping, creepy.

Like the dolls' celestial cover, it shattered...

The father moved his feet, and in front of the girl was a ground of broken ashes.

Before clearly, they were still lined up in a neat line, smiling naively at her...why? Why do this? Isn't it her birthday present? Why didn't she do the right thing, why did she make Daddy angry, so the little creatures who were involved in these clay sculptures died innocently.

"Son of Tianyin, don't be affectionate." The man was extremely indifferent in front of the crying girl, "If you like it, you will lose your temper. If you like it, you will be unfair. You are the heir of the gods, who dominates the justice of the world... A real gift for your father. , is to teach you that you should never say the word 'like' to anything."

Can't be selfish... can't be affectionate...

No selfishness, no affection, no selfishness, no affection—torn apart in her brain like an evil curse! The incense burner emits smoke and treasures are solemnly chanted—Tian Yin—Ho dàng—

For many long nights, she held her head close to madness, and she screamed silently in the quilted tent.

No way out.

Couldn't find the answer...

What is dad? What is the mother?

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