Modern Valkyrie

The stars were shining, the moon was shining like water, beside the lake, a bonfire was burning, Qin Xuan and others were sitting by the side, the little fat man and the little ones were grilling meat enthusiastically, jumping up and down, very happy.

"Wu'er, little girl, don't let the little fat guys lead you down!" Seeing the four little guys beating each other, Jackie Chan couldn't help but speak, with a smile on his face.

Unknowingly, it has been two days since I came to Knights Island, and the time feels like a long time. Every day, earth-shattering things happen. They also want to be peaceful, but in the Jianghu, everything is beyond their control.

Qin Xuan sat beside him and said with a smile: "It's okay, at their age, they should make more noise!"

"Hehe, compared to us, they here are probably all old goblins!"

Everyone was silent, indeed, after stepping on the road of practice, everything has become ethereal, and the wheel marks of the years have become somewhat blurred to them, because every plant, tree, beast, and human that they may encounter may have already disappeared. Lived a long time ago.

"Then what's the matter? After such a comparison, we look younger and have more time to explore and pursue the mysteries of the world. My dream is to travel to every corner of the sky and see the wonders of the world!" One person Smiled and sighed.

"Yes, in the past, we could only be limited to a corner of the land, before fate, but now, we have the ability to resist, at least live a more fulfilling and happier life." Someone also laughed.

Everyone nodded, and at this point, they have the ability to say "no" to the many grievances of fate, everything is directed at their heart, and they have lived out their own self. [

At least, there is no need to worry about firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea in the secular world, but perhaps it is precisely because of this that many people who embark on the road of practice are losing something. At a certain fork in the road, looking back at the past, they can only A bitter sigh.

Because, practicing this road is a road without "hope" for many people, and they can't see the future, and they can only live in the future.

In Chuan Daze, endure loneliness and loneliness, practice hard, just for the misty dream.

"Well, if you understand the cultivation practice, there is only one word 'competition'. If you want to achieve great success, you need to fight for everything. It is precisely because of this that the cultivation world is more dangerous than the world. Somehow, I'm a little tired!"

"Me too, the life I yearn for is to control Qinghong, to be a free, restrained, free and unrestrained fairy, not a 'killing' demon."

"Hey, along the way, we who were originally 'pure' have blood on our hands!"

"Life is the greatest miracle in the world, and now, we don't know how many are destroyed in our hands. The road of practice is destined to be a road full of blood. As long as you step on it, there is no one who is not an 'executor', full of blood. Sad and sad."

Many people sighed, some stretched out their hands, looked at them, their eyes were already blurred, these hands were different from before, they were covered with too many souls, too much blood.

"What we kill is what deserves to be killed."

Qiao Feng shook his head, gulping down his wine, he set foot on the road of cultivation much earlier than others, at the very beginning, he had the intention of revenge in his heart, on the way, he became acquainted with Qin Xuan and became a brother.

"When a good man lives his life, he should try to have a good time, kill a man in ten steps, and never stop him for thousands of miles. Even if he is not a real man, he should be ashamed of his heart. The blood stained on our hands should not be a nightmare, but a nightmare. A stepping stone on the road of practice."

He has a loud voice, free and easy and domineering, wanton publicity, which makes people's blood boil. This is a tough man. In many cases, just a glance can make people feel close and want to get close.

"Come on, let's have a pot together!" He laughed.

"it is good……"

"Dry!"[

Everyone laughs, meeting and knowing each other is a kind of fate, unknowingly, so many people, from all over the world, come together, their fate is connected together, they become brothers and friends, a family.

"boom!"

"Ha ha……"

Everyone laughed, held up the wine jar, and poured wine wantonly. As the sons and daughters of "jianghu", at this moment, wine has become an indispensable part of life.

"We should make another altar, because we are still alive, and we can live forever!"

"Yes! In the 5000 years of China, the ancient emperor wanted to live forever, but we have almost lived forever. Although it is only a few thousand years, in the long river of time, we can't turn over a wave, but this is compared to the finger In the blink of an eye, for a hundred years, we still make a lot of money!"

"Haha, someone once asked me what happiness is. I answered him, we are still alive, we can still breathe fresh air, and enjoy the sunshine. This is happiness. Come on, let's do it!"

"Cultivators, although they often have to endure loneliness and loneliness, are often the happiest, because the moment they break through a realm, that feeling is undoubtedly the most beautiful in the world, and this may also be the reason why they can continue to practice. motivation."

"Come on, let's do another pot for the sake of twice as much happiness as others!"

"it is good……"

"Dry!"

At this moment, they were talking, laughing, wanton, drinking wine, on the shore of the lake, the aroma of wine was charming, the stars were shining, peaceful and holy, covering everyone with a layer of veil.

"Xiaoxuan, what do you think our future is, can we continue like this forever?" After drinking an unknown amount of jars of wine, someone sipped the wine, muttering.

"Will do!"

Qin Xuan nodded. With so many brothers and friends accompanying him, he will not be lonely on the road of practice, because they will support each other and move forward, and no one will be left behind.

"Women rise from the mountains and look north, dragons rise and roll horses, long neighs, the sword is like frost, and the heart is like the vastness of the Yellow River. In 20 years, who can resist, hate the direction of the long sword, how many loyal souls of siblings are buried in foreign lands, what a pity A hundred deaths serve the family and the country, and the words are filled with blood and tears..."

"...horseshoes go south and people look north, and people look north at the green grass and yellow dust flying. I would like to defend the land and open up the frontiers. The majestic China will let the Quartet come... congratulations..."

At some point, Jackie Chan held up the wine jar and sang such a song. In the end, everyone sang together. This song "Serving the Country with the Loyalty" made everyone feel excited, that kind of domineering and publicity, The wantonness and remorse brought tears to everyone's eyes.

They were drinking and singing loudly. This is a group of passionate people!

"...horseshoes go south and people look north, and people look north at the green grass and yellow dust flying. I would like to defend the land and open up the frontiers. The majestic China will let the Quartet come... congratulations..."

"Xiaoxuan, what is our hope, what is our dream, where is the future of our motherland, and where will our Yanhuang go?" Jackie Chan was drunk and looked at Qin Xuan.

"Our hope, our future, will be closely linked with our motherland and our blood Yanhuang. From now on, we are a group of people with a mission. Yanhuang, this great ethnic group, will be in our Blooming in my hands, blooming in every corner of the universe!"

Qin Xuan yelled, his blood was boiling.

"Then what to do in the face of obstacles? What to do in the face of difficulties? What to do in the face of all dangers?"

"destroy!"

"destroy!!"

"destroy!!!"

Everyone yelled together, raised the wine jar, the stars were shining, the moon was shining like water, everyone was baptized, and all the confusion and daze of the past two days disappeared.

Yanhuang, one word, two characters, since the birth of each person, their fate has been closely linked with them.

Most of the monks are selfish, for their own sake, for their own longevity, they can do whatever it takes to kill and destroy tens of thousands of people, in the end, just to achieve themselves.

"From now on, I have decided to fight for Yanhuang for the rest of my life. This great ethnic group, it is time for her to rise up!"

"I also joined, just because I am a member of Yanhuang, and the blood of Yanhuang flows!"

"Yanhuang, Huaxia on Earth, has endured too much suffering. After returning, I will build a paradise!"

"Let's build together, regret it! My friend, will you join? We all have the blood of Yanhuang, and the blood of Yanhuang flows!"

At this time, Jackie Chan suddenly looked at a corner, Qin Xuan and others also looked over there, but Qin Xuan and others were watching. Finally, Qin Xuan threw away a wine jar.

"boom!"

A figure gradually appeared, stretched out his hand, and took the wine jar.

This is a young man, about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a heroic appearance, black hair loosely disheveled, dressed in coarse cloth, handsome face, piercing eyes, as deep as a starry sky.

With a sword on his back, he took Qin Xuan's wine jar, strode over, and said, "Good wine!"

"Since it's good wine, I'll present you with a jar!" Qin Xuan smiled and picked up a jar of wine from the ground.

"it is good!"

The two gestured, and then gulped it down. In the blink of an eye, the two drank a jug of fine wine, and the black-haired boy smiled and said: "I am used to the life of an ascetic monk, this worldly wine makes people scratch my heart. "

"Haha, the visitor is a guest, let's drink together!" Qin Xuan laughed.

"I'm here to find him!"

The young man smiled gently, and looked at the ancient sword sitting on the ground. He also carried a sword on his back, with the same peerless demeanor.

"It seems that you are the master Dugu Sword Demon on the ground list?" Qin Xuan asked.

The black-haired boy nodded and said, "That's right, thank you for the fine wine!"

"You're welcome!" Qin Xuan shook his head.

"Fight with me!" Dugu Sword Demon looked at Gu Jian and said.

"Senior Dugu Qiubai, does it have anything to do with you?" At this time, Gu Jian asked.

The young man froze slightly, and replied: "He is the ancestor of my Dugu family!"

"It seems that I am destined to be with you!" Gu Jian laughed.

"Fight with me!" Dugu Sword Demon said.

"can!"

Gu Jian stood up, he was dressed in blue clothes, his jet-black hair was casually tied behind his head, his figure was high-spirited, he stood casually, united with the heaven and the earth, the breath of Tao flowed, illusory and ethereal.

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