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ten years ago.

The world is in chaos, and Kyushu is divided into three kingdoms.

Today, the prosperous Tang Sect is number one in Tianwu, but Tang Shuishui knows that the Tang Sect is just a pawn of the Emperor.

He looked to the south of Tianwu, thinking that his best friend must have gone to the outer domain without any problems.

The flames of war raged everywhere, and Shangjing was also cloudy and rainy for a few days.

And Xia Wuyou married him, but only in the "calamus garden", tending some flowers and plants.

Yi Mubai and the empress Wang Zhuoer both died under the city of Shangjing.

Xia Wuyou has been suffering for more than two months. He is a person who can speak well, but looking at Xia Wuyou, he always pours a pot of wine.

The two were speechless, enjoying the flowers and drinking.

"Husband."

One day, Xia Wuyou swept away the gloom on his face, it was the cardamom age.This smile is Tang Shuishui and Xinhuan.

"me."

Xia Wuyou was tongue-tied for a while, and her pretty face was redder than the red lotus in the calamus courtyard.

"But I'm bored, let's go for a walk."

Na Xia Wuyou shook her head and called out: "I... am pregnant."

boom.

The tea cup in Tang Shaoshui's hand fell to his feet, but it was not broken, but his heart moved.

He hugged this lovely wife in his arms, and closed his eyes to enjoy the tranquility of this moment.

Even the water droplets on the green lotus fell on the surface of the lake, making quite a noise.

The young couple, lying in the brocade quilt, were discussing what should be the name of the man and what should be the name of the woman.

If it is a male, its name is Tang Jiuqian.

Dare to laugh at the "Nine Thousands" of the Merry Nine Thousands.

If it is a female, her name is Tang Wuhen.

A pool of bright moon catches the "Wuhen" without a trace.

He marries her.

This is a good match, but I know that she is a savage princess.

She married him.

This is Wutong Luofeng, and I know that he is a well-known dude.

Now, she is not savage, and he is not a dude.

The huge Tang Sect is a small family of three.

There is a cool breeze, a bright moon, a place to forget worries, and the sky is full of stars, Xia Wuyou is really worry-free.

There is good wine, there are beauties, there is happiness for a lifetime, and you are at ease.

It's just that there is no one in the world, only evil spirits.

That Xia Jinbai came to the door several times, all with the excuse of "the fire of war" and the need for the help of the Tang Sect.

You want soldiers, you want money, and you want Tang Sect's Peerless Mansion.

The Tang Sect regards "refining weapons" as their way, and the art of organs and magic weapons are not a problem.

The Qing Dynasty was powerful, and Nalan Fengde seized the three prefectures by himself.

As for the son-in-law of the Tang Sect, Fhixiu, based on "Dao Xin City", he took over sixteen cities in five states in one fell swoop in just half a year.

The emperor panicked, the princes and generals panicked, and even the common people panicked.

Tang Shuishui saw refugees everywhere, and Shang Jing was no longer Shang Jing, like a purgatory in the last days.

In the small study, Xia Jinbai took a high seat, drank three cups of tea, and inadvertently looked at Wuyou several times.

"Worriless and pregnant, why don't you spend more time with her, the Peerless Mansion... Leave it to me... that's great."

Thick and dark accent, especially shameless.

"Brother, do you have to take it by force?" Xia Wuyou frowned and stared like a female leopard.

"Worry-free..."

Xia Jinbai frowned, tapped the wooden table with his fingertips, his face was frosty like that of an angry tiger.

"Peerless Mansion... Even if I say it, it doesn't count." Tang Shuishui shouted, and continued: "The Peerless Mansion needs three people to open it. The ancestor is in Daoxin City, the uncle is in Cangbing Valley, and I... .”

"If you think about it, no matter how difficult it is, you can definitely do it." Xia Jinbai murmured.

I saw that Xia Jinbai was holding a dagger, pressing it against Xia Wuyou's pregnant belly, with a twitch of his mouth.

Very evil, very evil.

"you···."

call.

Before Tang Shaoshui could recover, a streak of blood rushed straight at him, heartbroken like a knife.

With a movement of Xia Wuyou's figure, the small dagger was stabbed on the pregnant belly, it was Xia Jinbai, which was also unexpected.

"I... don't regret it."

"I don't regret... marrying you."

That night, Tang Shuishui was like a madman, he took out the "Martial Soul" of the Tang Sect, and killed him like a demon.

It fell overnight, killing and injuring thousands of people.

The Emperor Que, blood flowed like a river.

"If everyone has this peerless martial soul, what would the Demon Lord have to fear." Human Sovereign shouted.

After all, Tang Shuishui was no match for a master of Taoism, or the greed of people.

And Tang Shuishui became Shangjing's famous beggar, who can't step out of Shangjing's famous beggar, lying on the corner of the street sluggishly all day long, his figure is getting thinner and thinner, and he has seen the warmth and coldness of the world.

"There is no one in the world."

This begging lasted for ten years.

Ten years later, the best friend, finally came back.

Tang Shaoshui swallowed the winter snow and looked in the direction of Huanqiu Mountain...

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ten years ago.

Tianxi City, the demon country, ushered in the first snow.

The winter snow is rustling, and the southern country is speechless.

"Is there any news about Xiao Wenwen?" Ximen Baitu called out.

Ever since he knew that Nalan Dieyi's soul was scattered in Huanqiu Xianshan, he had been asking where Xiao Wenwen was going.

The spies of the demon country spread all over the three clans.

He knew that Nalan Dieyi's death in Huanqiu Xianshan was the responsibility of the demon lord Nanzhu.

With Xiao Wendao's disposition, how could he let it go.

"King Yong, that Xiao Wenwen appeared in the Demon City, and someone saw it in the Abandoned City." The spy called out and continued: "I haven't seen Xiao Wenwen in the past six months. I don't know if it is in the Demon City or In the waste capital."

The corners of Ximen Baitu's lips twitched, but he looked evil and charming back then, with the saber and sword behind his back.

One knife, repay the favor.

One sword, revenge.

Riding alone, he wanted to go to the frozen city.

"you···."

Ximen Baitu looked at the person in front of him, standing on the pass, staring at him, making him uncomfortable.

Miss Taoli called out, "Where are you going?"

"Murder and arson."

"I'll go as well."

"What are you going to do?"

"Laundry and cooking."

The two rode a horse together and set foot on the extreme northern snowfield.

After more than half a month, that good horse froze to death in the snow field.

The two joined hands and crossed the entire extreme northern snowfield step by step.

Thirst, drink animal blood.

Hunger, eating animal meat.

It was more than half a month, and the two of them stepped into the frozen city and sold a small courtyard with firewood, rice, common clothes, cooking smoke, and a lover.

Every day, Miss Taoli would prepare meals, and when he came back, she would tell her who he should kill.

He "kills people and sets fire" every day, kills evildoers and burns evildoers' houses.

Every day, when the mountains were getting thinner, the two of them sat at the small dining table, chatting about the day's affairs, looking for the person they were looking for.

For ten years, Ximen Baitu was known as the "Emperor Hero" in the frozen city.

Lying in the imperial capital with a sword, the green lantern Zhao Emperor Xia.

Murder, ten years.

Set fire, ten years.

The evil is hard to get rid of, and no one has found it.

In the end, the person he was looking for every day was not in the frozen city.

But one day, a person came to this small courtyard.

"you···."

"Devil Lord Nanzhu."

The Demon Lord smiled slightly, and walked out of the small courtyard with Ximen Baitu's lapel in hand.

Mrs. Taoli, dressed in white, followed closely behind.

"Did you know... my foster son Xiao Wenwen came back from the Ten Thousand Seas Immortal Territory."

"Myriad Seas Immortal Territory."

The corner of Ximen Baitu's mouth twitched, he was still as evil as before, but even more mad.

"cut."

A thousand cuts, fierce blood punishment.

"Don't look."

It has been three days since this torture, Ximen Baitu is covered in blood.

On that day, he looked up at the sky, and saw the Demon Lord being beheaded by others.

That person was his only true friend.

His alchemy skills are against the sky, he is still the same as before, he raised his eyebrows and said: "We... go home."

Ten years, ten years.

The flames of war in Kyushu stopped.

They, go home.

Home, Country, World!

How do you choose...