Nightfall

Hengmu Liren lowered his head, the golden flower in his hand did not know where to go, standing in the night, lonely like a child who was wronged, the emotion in his voice was still so stubborn and unwilling.

"Whether it's the first sword ... or the last sword, you can't hurt me at all! You are not my opponent! So you dare not give me a sword! You never want to use these words to mess up my heart."

Liu Yiqing kept coughing up blood, his face looked like snow, and the mercy that could not be concealed by the dark night: "I'm going to die. I didn't have a sword before, and I won't do it again. Then, no one will ever know how to answer Case, you do n’t know if you can catch my sword. In the future monastic journey, you may be able to dominate the world, but the regret tonight will always be with you. "

The walls of the imperial city collapsed, and bricks and gravel were everywhere. The water in the moat was still, and the willow branches that were cut off gradually sank to the bottom of the water. In a dead silence, suddenly flowers bloomed.

The flower and the night seemed to blend into one, with no pink color and no brilliant gilt, but pure black, dense petals are hard to count, and vaguely can be distinguished as a peach flower.

The spades appeared in the night, and the man came out of the night. The silver mask on his face was no longer as bright as the old things, and was covered with a hazy fog like an old thing.

Just like the black peach flower, this person used to have dazzling gold, but now he gave the gold to others, leaving pure black to himself, his clothes, his eyes and his breath, It's all so cold and heavy, like the ink that is about to dry in the inkstone.

Liu Yiqing looked at the man who came out of the night, and the expression on his face became a little more complicated and dignified. It was completely different from the previous face of Hengmu Liren, because he realized that this person was more pure than before, and thus more powerful. Can't help but worry about the Tang people in the college.

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Long Qing walked to the night and came to the Imperial City.

Hengmu Liren didn't react, and still stared at Liu Yiqing.

Long Qing looked at his lonely back, and the Tsing Yi, which had just been stained with blood, was silent for a while, and then looked at the moon in the night vault, with regret on his face.

Tonight, the Xiling Temple sent important figures such as Hengmu Liren to Linkang City, dispatched five powerful players with a destiny situation including Zhao Sishou, and struck a thousand miles to ride. The powerful formations were placed in advance around the imperial city, and ... ... he has been standing in the night.

Such a situation, in addition to returning Nan Jin to Haotian's arms and killing Liu Yiqing who betrayed the temple, naturally also had other ideas, such as killing the strongmen who came to rescue the sword pavilion.

People who dare to lend a helping hand to the sword pavilion before the might of the temple are rarely accurate. They can only be those in the academy, and Longqing judges that the people most likely to appear in Linkang City are Ningque.

The Academy is still about rules and reasoning. The Xiling Temple has arranged so many principles for the Academy. At least of course the former Academy ca n’t solve those principles, so they can only watch the temple destroy the Protestantism, watch the temple north into the South Jin, but Nothing can be done.

Only Ning Que has never talked about rules or reason, so it seems to Longqing that he is likely to be in Linkang City tonight, which makes him very satisfied and looking forward to it, but like Yokogi is disappointed with Liu Yiqing ’s The last sword did not pierce himself like that, he was also a little disappointed at this time, because Ning Que never showed up.

"The academy won't come, and it's a waste of the temple to display such a big battle."

Liu Yiqing's lips were bleeding, but his voice was still so clear.

Long Qing looked at him calmly and said: "I don't think this is a waste because I will not underestimate any opponents, especially ... you who are underestimated by many people."

Liu Yiqing was Liu Bai ’s brother-in-law. He was unknown when he was a teenager. When he debuted, he was blinded by Ning Que at the side entrance of the academy. As Long Qing said in the night, he later entered the palace with a single sword and killed the Emperor Nanjin. It opened the beginning of the great era, but his reputation is still not high enough. In the eyes of many practitioners, he is far less than Ning Que and Long Qing, and he is not even qualified to take the place that Liu Bai left in the world.

But Long Qing didn't think so, because he had a very similar experience to Liu Yiqing, and he had been defeated by Ning Que's men, and he rose again with a very heavy price-Liu Yiqing's eyes are blind, but he can use his sword to break the threshold of life. Seizing the sword, he knows how difficult it is, and how powerful it represents.

"You are the master of the sword pavilion. Your sword represents your will. Without piercing the crossbar, it is naturally impossible to be an emotive move, but because you want to kill the emperor and those royal families."

Long Qing looked at Liu Yiqing and said: "The people on the city wall are dead, Nan Jin will inevitably fall into civil strife, and peace cannot be restored in a short time. The temple wants to borrow Nan Jin's military power and national power, which is naturally not so convenient. This is your sword pavilion. Will ... hurt oneself and thus the enemy? "

The white cloth on Liu Yiqing's face was broken and bleeding, saying, "The last six words are very brilliant, but I am right about Hengmu. Many years ago, the temple wanted to promote the name of your **** son. Many strong practitioners Died in your hands, and now the temple is about to launch him, why should I fulfill you? "

Long Qing said: "This ... is what I don't understand. The South Jin State Gate has been opened. Since you are unable to return to heaven, why don't you choose to leave? Why should you die for the Tang people?"

"Many years ago, my elder brother asked me to go to the academy to wash my sword. As a result, I was injured by Ning Que and blinded my eyes. Although the sword was clear afterwards, I still didn't see through it.

"But you still choose to stand on the side of the college."

"Not my choice, but my brother's choice."

Liu Yiqing shook his head hard and said, "I don't understand why Brother Helps the Academy, but since you want to do this, then I will do so.

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Long Qing said: "The Tang people have no faith, what is the meaning of your insistence?"

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Liu Yiqing's expression looked a little tired, and said indifferently: "I don't like the Tang people, I don't like the academy, I don't like the temple, I don't like the gods of you, I don't understand why the elder brother should help the academy, why not all the people in Nanjin In order to help the temple, the elder brother died. The Nanjin people regarded the sword pavilion as a ghost domain. I looked forward to no one, looked backward to no one, looked to my side without a companion, and I became a lone soul, a wild ghost ... "

"But even the lonely spirits and ghosts can do something. If the Tang army invades, the Jiangge disciples will resist, and the Xiling will also resist. Even if you can't fight, you must fight first."

"Successful self-sufficiency is hard to praise."

"I heard that Lord Guan entered Chang'an in the past, and thousands of Tang people went to die. Now that the temple is in Linkang, I am in the south of Jin and there are thousands of people in the world. I think someone must show some attitude ...

"Someone is going to die, and it will still look better after all."

Liu Yiqing felt that his lungs were burning, and his broken heart was like a collapsed river embankment. He paused in pain, and said with a smile: "Since it is dead, of course, you cannot be too happy."

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(I miscalculated my physical condition. After opening the single chapter the day before yesterday, I began to think seriously about the story, and my blood pressure began to be unstable. That fluctuation ... I really want to scold my mother.) (Unfinished to be continued "This article is updated by breaking dawn Team @ 画 长空 provide. ”If you like this work, you are welcome to ◤first launch◢ vote for the recommendation ticket, monthly ticket, your support is my biggest motivation.)