Tianzihao Xiaobailian

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The sun is rising.

The sea is magnificent.

The endless sea is the place where people can feel the deepest fear. The waves are rippling, and the tide hits the shore, which is reflected in people's pupils. It is a dynamic world, deep and terrifying, the more a person stands in the sea When looking out from the shore of the isolated island, looking at the boundless sky and water, the more you can experience this kind of fear that makes people feel lonely in their hearts.

On an isolated island, a thin but resolute middle-aged man with his upper body naked was lying quietly on the shore with his eyes closed. The tide in the sea kept coming up and then receding. Reappear.

If it weren't for his swollen right arm tightly clutching a sword, the bulging veins on the back of his hand proved that he was still alive, almost everyone would think he was a dead man with his posture.

The tropical jungle behind the shore of the isolated island is shaded by trees.

An old man in a wheelchair stayed quietly in a place where the trees would form shade after the sun rose, watching the unglamorous sunrise. The sunlight was reflected in his eyes, and it seemed that he had been cold and dead in the past. There is a hint of warm color in the eyes.

The sunlight gradually became stronger, and the sun completely surpassed the distant sea level.

The old man who kept a posture that was almost mistaken for a statue finally turned his head, looked at the middle-aged man lying on the shore with his upper body naked, and said plainly, "How long has he been resting?"

"Back to Your Majesty, it has been nearly an hour."

Standing next to the old man were a strong and terrifying young man and a middle-aged man in green clothes with expressionless face and eyes as numb as ashes. When he heard the old man's question, he subconsciously took a step forward. Although his eyes were out of focus, his tone But with almost instinctive respect and respect.

"Jianghu, go, wake him up, and continue to swing the sword for twelve hours. You don't have to give him breakfast and lunch. Eating too much is a waste."

The old man said with a smile, staring at the thin middle-aged man lying on the bank who was constantly submerged by the tide, his eyes were playful.

It was an extremely calm look, as if it was not human, but also as if it stood completely outside the world of mortal beings, watching the many joys and sorrows and bitterness in the world with cold eyes, without any emotion in the eyes.

Your Majesty has no feelings.

Everyone on this island knows this.

Only when the imperial way is ruthless can it reach its peak.

Behind the old man, the burly and unbelievable young man gave a hum, raised his foot and stomped on the ground suddenly, the nearby bushes suddenly trembled and swayed, but he suddenly rushed out, the speed was like lightning, within a few breaths He had already come to the side of the middle-aged man lying on the beach, looking at his swollen arms with complicated eyes.

Puffy arms?

If he guessed correctly, his legs must be swollen at this time. Practicing swords in the water sounds like blood boiling to a layman, but can he really try it?Ordinary people persist for 10 minutes, and it is extremely rare for a person with good physical strength to persist for half an hour, but he has a full eighteen hours a day!

In the icy seawater that sleeps over the waist, he has always resisted the resistance in the water and kept moving at a high speed, swinging the sword non-stop, for eighteen hours!

This is not something that physical strength can do at all!

And what this middle-aged man on the ground has to do is to persist in things that challenge the limits of human beings and almost exceed the limits of human beings for a month!

It is now the third day.

As one of the deputy commanders of the island, Wang Jianghu had complicated eyes.

Prior to this, the character His Majesty trained in the cruelest and most extreme way was a beautiful girl who looked extremely delicate. There was no so-called gradual progress. From the very beginning, His Majesty threw the glass that had been with him for many years directly to She wields a sword in the water for sixteen hours a day!

Tired of crying, dizzy, and vomiting blood, no one on the entire island was willing to sympathize with her even a single glance.

Every woman on the island is a whore for men to vent their desires, but she is the only exception.

The chastity that everyone here looks at indifferently is more important than life in her eyes!

The day she came here, everyone on the island was present.

Two members of the law enforcement team forced her to kneel in front of His Majesty, and the god-like old man on the island stared into those stubborn eyes that were angry, bewildered, hopeless, desolate, and angry, and only asked a question.

"Would you like to be a goddess here? Or a prostitute here?"

Wang Jianghu swears, that is definitely the most complicated look he has ever seen in his life!

The woman did not beg for mercy, and chose the former without hesitation.

Hold colored glass and live in the most honorable small courtyard on this island. The world's top doctors and nutritionists are ready for first aid 24 hours a day.

Heartbreaking exercises that challenge the limits of human beings time after time, life and death fights that are almost certain to die.

No one thinks that she can persevere, and many people even secretly look forward to her beautiful body.

But she never changed her choice!

The right arm was broken, and the left arm practiced sword!

Injured, fainted, desperate, helpless, but everyone has never seen her cry once!

Not once!

This is completely desperate at all costs!

A girl, but with the persistence and perseverance that makes all the men on the island chill from the bottom of their bones.

That desolate figure that penetrated into everyone's heart stayed on the island for two years.

After all, she did not become the plaything of everyone on the island. She accumulated strength time and time again, continued to explode, and continued to break through. She trained five times or even ten times more than others every day. She finally became the goddess of this island.

A dead body never dies, but the yearning and tenderness often revealed from her eyes disappeared after two years of continuous training and killing, and became calm and cold.

In two years, he assassinated the commander-in-chief [-] times!

Assassinate His Majesty nine times!

Although he has never succeeded once, this hatred and resentment is like the deep sea outside the island, stretching as far as the eye can see.

Wang Jianghu didn't know her identity, even after she went to the place on the island that everyone was afraid of, he didn't know.

But he knew very well that that girl should be the same person as the Grand Commander.

Because there is something called faith in their eyes.

Invincible, beyond all beliefs!

Thousands of thoughts turned in Wang Jianghu's mind, and he froze in place for a while.

No one reminded him, and when he reacted, his face suddenly changed, he subconsciously looked at the old man who was still sitting in the woods, squatted down, looked at the middle-aged man who was still lying on the beach, and said in a respectful tone: "Commander, Your Majesty asked me to tell you to continue wielding the sword for twelve hours. Breakfast and lunch will not be prepared for you."

"understood."

Grand Commander Cang Sheng said indifferently, clenched the long sword in his hand again.

As the vice-commander, it seems that he is only one level away from the common people, but in fact he is almost the same as the sky. Going out of the island with NO.14NO.15 is inappropriate in itself, admit your mistake, what's the big deal..."

"Get out! What do I want to do, when will it be your turn to dictate?!"

Wang Cangsheng opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes were sharp, and he shot directly at Wang Jianghu's face, the almost violent sadness and anger in his eyes flashed away.

Wang Jianghu's body trembled, he subconsciously took two steps back, scratched his head, and sneered. Just as he was about to go back, the figure of the old man behind him sounded faintly: "Wang Jianghu, double the training today, let's go now."

The corner of Wang Jianghu's mouth twitched, knowing that His Majesty was punishing him for being distracted, he answered yes in a deep voice, turned and left without saying a word.

The old man's eyes were flat, watching Wang Cangsheng walk into the sea again with a sword in his hand, his eyes were indifferent, just like sitting here two years ago watching the girl with colored glaze enter the sea, without any emotion, the only one who was a little worried Even if the girl dies, she dies, but that glass must not be washed away.

"Tsing Yi."

The old man yelled softly, and without waiting for the other party to agree, he took the lead and said, "Tell me, the commander-in-chief mobilized three key members of the law enforcement team to leave the island without permission. Isn't this punishment too light?"

"Your Majesty is wise. His decisions are naturally correct."

Song Qingyi's eyes were empty, his face was numb, and he seemed to be in a state of walking dead.

"All right?"

The old man sneered, narrowed his eyes and said, "Isn't it right that the sister you've been thinking about for so many years is dead?"

Song Qingyi clenched his hands tightly together, and after a while, he took a deep breath and said calmly, "Your Majesty is wise."

"Okay, what a sycophant."

The old man sneered, but still did not look back, staring at the high-speed moving figure in the sea who was lifting up with a long sword in his hand, and said lightly: "There are clear rewards and punishments. This time your sister has made a contribution, and it will be counted on you. Let's talk about it." ,what do you want?"

Song Qingyi remained silent, and sadness appeared in his empty eyes for the first time.

The old man who didn't seem to know how to compare his heart to his heart seemed to have a lot of patience. After waiting for a while, he narrowed his eyes and said impersonally: "Don't test my patience, I'll ask you what you want, your sister, she will die when she dies." Died, I should have died for the Wang family. I am in a good mood today, if you don’t know what to do..."

"Pfft!"

Song Qingyi suddenly knelt down on both knees, and his upper body directly prostrated on the ground without lifting it up. He respectfully said, "Your Majesty, please allow me to enter the Glazed Palace!"

The old man who was interrupted was silent for a while, his face couldn't seem to appease his anger. After a while, he smiled lightly and said softly: "Do you want to leave the law enforcement team? Or do you want to die?"

Song Qingyi crawled on the ground without speaking.

"I saw that it would be better to let you go to the mainland directly. We rushed into the Tang family and killed the two bastards to avenge your sister. Although it doesn't do much, but the Tang family will eventually die one more time. This is worse than your death in the Tang family. The Liuli Palace is much stronger, how about it? Think about it?"

The old man sat on the wheelchair with a sinister expression, his smile was full of sarcasm and mockery.

Song Qingyi still didn't get up, lying on the ground, stubbornly repeated again: "Please allow me to enter the Liuli Palace, Your Majesty!"

The old man did not speak, his eyes flickered, staring at Song Qingyi.

Song Qingyi crawled neatly at the old man's feet, motionless, respectful and pious.

In the sea water ahead, Wang Cangsheng's loud roar suddenly sounded like venting, and he charged straight up through the air!

Wang Cangsheng narrowed his eyes, a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said calmly: "It's a bit bloody, sure."

Song Qingyi, the only person with a foreign surname on the entire island, knocked his scalp on the ground, and said reverently and fanatically, "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

The old man ignored it, turned his head, and looked eastward.

At the junction of the Tianshui line, the entire sea is slightly turbulent, which is extremely magnificent.

A complex look finally appeared in the old man's icy eyes. After a moment of silence, he propped himself up with his hands, and took out a small stack of A4 papers from under his buttocks.

A4 paper top.

After the New Year's Eve, Huating, Wu Yue, and all the intelligence within the Wang family's activities were all gathered in one place, densely packed.

The materials were delivered last night.

It's just that the old man is too lazy to read, because he thinks there are too many words.

He raised the A4 paper in his hand, and said calmly, "How many people did that trash kill this time?"

Song Qingyi, who personally handed over this information to the old man, quickly calmed down and said respectfully: "I can't count it for the time being, the scope is too wide. Almost all the forces of Huating and Wu Yue have been wiped out, and there are still people who are still acting."

The old man let out a sigh, and glanced at the information. The most eye-catching big characters were the news that Li Donglei had re-entered the Wang family.

He flicked up the information in his hand, like he was throwing rubbish, this shocking enough information in the outside world was directly thrown out by him, scattered on the beach in front of him.

The old man looked calm, and said to himself: "The fight between the weak and the strong is a hopeless situation. What else do you need to be rational?"

The old man raised his head, looked at the slowly rising sun in the sky, shook his head slightly and said, "Get up, let's go back."

Song Qingyi carefully pushed the wheelchair and turned around.

Behind him is a piece of rough and magnificent waves!

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noon.

At the foot of the most mythical Kunlun Mountains in the Celestial Dynasty, a thin old Taoist priest with a height of more than 1.9 meters and a high rate of turning heads came here again, holding a dust whisk and wearing a Taoist robe.

Just after the new year, there are very few tourists in Kunlun Mountain.

In the past, the old Taoist priest with a relaxed expression was always looking stiff this time. After hesitating for a long time, he shook his whisk and walked along the path to Kunlun Snow Peak step by step.

The most vast, but Kunlun.

The old man in a Taoist robe, with gray hair and beard, was alone, and went straight up the mountain without stopping.

The paths are narrow and the routes are rough.

Going around countless twists and turns, Wang Shushi, who rushed to the nearby city from Jinling in the early morning without stopping, had no troubles on his face. He kept going up the dazzling path of countless people, and finally came to a world of ice and snow. middle.

The place in front of the eyes is full of wind and snow, a flat area, and at the end of the line of sight, a hut covered with snow looms there, and it seems that the oldest kerosene lamp is still lit inside.

Seeking out of the world, visiting high-ranking people, that's all.

Next to the hut, a solitary grave was covered with snow, with a monument standing on it.

One yin and one yang are so close to each other in the heavy snow.

Wang Shushi looked calm, his speed was gentle, and his eyes were complicated.

Finally, he came to the front of the hut in the wind and snow, and stood ten meters away from the door.

The door was silent.

Wang Shushi narrowed his eyes and bent his knees.

Kneel down suddenly!

White eyebrows and white hair white snow.

A Taoist robe.

Kneel in the snow like a statue!

The wind and snow in the air quickly covered the body of Wang Shushi.

In the hut, the light of the kerosene lamp flickered violently.

An old sigh sounded softly: "What's the matter?"

"Your favor has been paid off. Pindao came here today and asked to owe you a favor. Please do it again to save that child Lingxi and form a good relationship!"

Wang Shushi said calmly, without wiping off the wind and snow on his body.

There was silence in the fur house, the owner obviously had no desire to go out to welcome the guests, so he said calmly: "Guanyin is bathed in blood, this good fate, it doesn't matter if it doesn't end."

"The last words of your ancestors said that this place is the dragon's veins of the earth, and the feng shui is excellent. This tomb, someone sleeps here, and you also guard it here. What is it for? Don't you hope that the future generations will be prosperous, prosperous and rich? They are now glorious, But there is always a place to ask for help. You don’t care about the favor of Pindao, and is it enough for the Huangfu’s family?!”

"Is it enough to add the Wang family?!"

There was silence in the hut.

Finally, there was a violent fluctuation in Wang Shishi's calm expression, but it was extremely ferocious. The whisk in his hand instantly became straight, piercing directly into the snow on the ground, and said coldly: "Is it enough to add Master?!"